What the...?

What Would JTK Do?

As the State of the Union address bears down on us I can't help but wonder what would Jim Kirk do in this situation?

Okay I wasn't wondering that at all, but other people were...

Superbowl Sunday

Good Mary and Bad Mary have a bet on the game today. Bad Mary ended up with the Tampa Bay Buccaneers somehow... Now as a measure of how long it's been since I've paid any attention to football (other then Da Vikes when they are winning) I had no idea that the Buccaneers had dropped their prancing bon vivant logo that I remember from the seventies. Now it's much more piratey. Ah well yet another childhood image shattered…

Sclemeel, schlemazel, hasenfeffer incorporated!

I received a group email from a family member this morning about actress Cindy Williams and her slap in the face to the military community and how much money they earn. Turns out that the Ms. Williams (a Senior Research Fellow at MIT and a former Assistant Director for National Security in the Congressional Budget Office that wrote this supposed op-ed piece wasn't ever on Laverne and Shirley, Happy Days or Mork and Mindy for that matter. The truth being as fluid as ever can read here. Good Luck Cindy, you'll need it.

Sports

Frank Layden, Utah Jazz president, on a former player: "I told him, 'Son, what is it with you? Is it ignorance or apathy?' He said, 'Coach, I don't know and I don't care.'"

In case you are interested here are some more photo's Mark and Mike's visit.

Fame

I always new I would come to fame one day. But I could only hope that it was through gay porn... The goood question is are we drunk or sober?

Las Vegas Protest

We went to the anti-war demonstration on Saturday. The thing that became abundantly clear was that people that were in Las Vegas 'to party and get away from all that shit" (as one drunken frat boy slurred out as we passed) were not very happy about us being down on the Strip.

I think maybe that was the best reason to be there. I mean one would expect there to be a big turn out in San Francisco and Minneapolis but not so much in Las Vegas.

My favorite annoyed tourist was a British chap that said “That’s like protesting going to war with Hitler! Don’t you lot ever learn?” Now as far I as I know Suddam Hussein has yet to invade either Austria or Poland.

Switched to MT

Bye-bye Blogger. After 13 months of being frustrated with Blogger we switched to Moveable Type. Let's face it--it's sexy and downright logical. It's the little victories that make me happy these days.

Women are evil and I'm not gay so where does that leave me?

I woke up this morning thinking "women are evil and I'm not gay so where does that leave me"? It just popped into my head like a toaster pastry begging to be eaten. It struck me as a considerably odd thought to have first thing in the morning. I don't think women are evil. (-- don't think I'm gay either for that matter). My guess is that it's probably yet another residual effect from my recent nicotine withdrawal. Yah-frickin' hoo.

The really stupid part is I haven’t even quit smoking yet. In the past I’ve always gone cold turkey. For long periods. Like 2+ years at a time. Yet I always start again. I know that after a long period that first smoke tastes like old ashtrays and that my lungs freak out. But I keep going because I know eventually I’ll get used to it again. Of course then you can really enjoy the addiction. Not to mention the stink eye looks from non-smokers.

At any rate it is suggested that you wean yourself off a little at a time for a higher rate of success. So that’s where I’m at. Maybe they suggest that because after a few weeks of “weaning” you don’t ever want to go through it again. Or maybe non-smokers got together and tried to come up with a good way to fuck with me.

Of course living in Nevada is not the best place to be a non-smoker. It’s really popular here for some reason?

Dopamine Receptors and Buffy

So I've cut way down on smoking and as a reward I've been given insomnia again. I've been assured that it's just that the extra dopamine receptors in my head are dying. Ahh...good times, good times. At any rate it woke my ass up last night at around 3:30 am. Luckily I live in the 21st century and there are cable channels aplenty. That-- and I received an early birthday present from my mom yesterday.

Eventually I start watching CNN because I'm still under the impression that the news media has some integrity left. But no. I'm wrong. Again. Figure it's around 5:30 here in the desert so it's what--? Three hours ahead in Atlanta. They are wide awake and I'm sluggishly trying to find the remote and thinking that I should shave today maybe. On CNN there are a couple of very self-satisfied reporters talking about the brand new SUV's Support Terrorism ads. These ads are not being aired in New York, L.A. or Detroit. (Far too precious I’m guessing).

I guess what bothered me most is that these “reporters” seemed to think that the ads were patently ridiculous. That as Americans we have some kind of God given right to drive SUV's and that drugs are the real problem.

I'm pretty sure that the rampant use of marijuana must have had something to do with 9/11. It couldn't have been that the rest of the world is pissed at off at US and we just don't know it because the smug dumb asses on CNN haven't told us that yet. I hope Amsterdam is prepared for the terrorist beating that is no doubt going to be thrown their way.

I think not smoking is making me cross.....

"Wit is educated insolence."
-Aristotle

Once again the Mac

Once again the Mac speaks to my innate stupidity with it's simplicity. Family pics without the cross fades and pretty music.

Santa got his ass handed to him

Santa got his ass handed to him.
Man! Will Ferrel is one of my heroes...

01.02.03

The date is 01.02.03. I like those sorts of dates. Makes me think there just may be some symmetry to the universe. Here is some digital symmetry of the family. Check it out here. As per Mary's directive.

Laguna Beach is Tha' Shiznit Yo

Laguna Beach is pretty much the shiznit as far as I am concerned. Mary and I walked on the beach every day. Took the kids down to look at the wee beasties that reside in the tide pools and for the most part just had a really good time. The drive back on the other hand was a little chaotic. We saw no less than eight cars piled up on the side of the road.

We went to beach church on Saturday morning and watched with unabashed interest as filthy rich people gave us the stink eye for carousing with homeless people. Apparently the local people (that live way up on the hills) have some major issues with the people that don’t pay anything to live and sleep on the beach. I guess the idea is that homeless people don’t deserve coffee and donuts unless they pay for them. Which makes sense to someone I suppose.

That brings me to the most annoying thing I’ve seen today. Lottery fun times.

I’m really hoping that this year will bring more discernment to me. I’ve been brought low by the last year. I’m really starting to feel as if I’ve been living in a vacuum and that something has suddenly let air in. I’ve begun to realize that what I have is a lot more than I’ve ever acknowledged. I’m really hoping that I can hold on to that in the coming year.

So please have a happy new year.

Oh and I've updated the Christmas Video. I rebuilt it to make it stronger, faster, and most of all smaller. Plus there are new scenes. I assume it's the directors cut.