I'm putting my big boots on and Julie is going to dress up as my daughter so I can get some candy. Have to balance things out. I can't wait to see the look on the kids face that gets the 4 month old candy bars I'm going to give out.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Happy Halloween
I'm putting my big boots on and Julie is going to dress up as my daughter so I can get some candy. Have to balance things out. I can't wait to see the look on the kids face that gets the 4 month old candy bars I'm going to give out.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Obama vs McCain
What if...?
Obama/Biden vs McCain/Palin, what if things were switched around?.....think about it. Would the country's collective point of view be different?
Ponder the following:
What if the Obamas had paraded five children across the stage, including a three month old infant and an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter?
What if John McCain was a former president of the Harvard Law Review?
What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class?
What if McCain had only married once, and Obama was a divorcee? What if Obama was the candidate who left his first wife after a severely disfiguring car accident, when she no longer measured up to his standards?
What if Obama had met his second wife in a bar and had a long affair while he was still married?
What if Michelle Obama was the wife who not only became addicted to pain killers but also acquired them illegally through her charitable organization?
What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?
What if Obama had been a member of the Keating Five? (The Keating Five were five United States Senators accused of corruption in 1989, igniting a major political scandal as part of the larger Savings and Loan crisis of the late 1980s and early 1990s.)
What if McCain was a charismatic, eloquent speaker? What if Obama couldn't read very well from a teleprompter?
What if Obama was the one who had military experience that included discipline problems and a record of crashing seven planes?
What if Obama was the one who was known to display publicly, on many occasions, a serious anger management problem?
What if Michelle Obama's family had made their money from beer distribution?
What if the Obamas had adopted a white child?
You could easily add to this list. If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are?
This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities in another when there is a color difference.
Educational Background:
Barack Obama: Columbia University - B.A. Political Science with a Specialization in International Relations.
Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude
Joseph Biden: University of Delaware - B.A. in History and B.A. in Political Science.
Syracuse University College of Law - Juris Doctor (J.D.)
vs.
John McCain: United States Naval Academy - Class rank: 894 of 899
Sarah Palin: Hawaii Pacific University - 1 semester
North Idaho College - 2 semesters - general studies
University of Idaho - 2 semesters - journalism
Matanuska-Susitna College - 1 semester
University of Idaho - 3 semesters - B.A. in Journalism
Education isn't everything, but this is about the two highest offices in the land as well as our standing in the world.
You make the call.
Obama/Biden vs McCain/Palin, what if things were switched around?.....think about it. Would the country's collective point of view be different?
Ponder the following:
What if the Obamas had paraded five children across the stage, including a three month old infant and an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter?
What if John McCain was a former president of the Harvard Law Review?
What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class?
What if McCain had only married once, and Obama was a divorcee? What if Obama was the candidate who left his first wife after a severely disfiguring car accident, when she no longer measured up to his standards?
What if Obama had met his second wife in a bar and had a long affair while he was still married?
What if Michelle Obama was the wife who not only became addicted to pain killers but also acquired them illegally through her charitable organization?
What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?
What if Obama had been a member of the Keating Five? (The Keating Five were five United States Senators accused of corruption in 1989, igniting a major political scandal as part of the larger Savings and Loan crisis of the late 1980s and early 1990s.)
What if McCain was a charismatic, eloquent speaker? What if Obama couldn't read very well from a teleprompter?
What if Obama was the one who had military experience that included discipline problems and a record of crashing seven planes?
What if Obama was the one who was known to display publicly, on many occasions, a serious anger management problem?
What if Michelle Obama's family had made their money from beer distribution?
What if the Obamas had adopted a white child?
You could easily add to this list. If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are?
This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities in another when there is a color difference.
Educational Background:
Barack Obama: Columbia University - B.A. Political Science with a Specialization in International Relations.
Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude
Joseph Biden: University of Delaware - B.A. in History and B.A. in Political Science.
Syracuse University College of Law - Juris Doctor (J.D.)
vs.
John McCain: United States Naval Academy - Class rank: 894 of 899
Sarah Palin: Hawaii Pacific University - 1 semester
North Idaho College - 2 semesters - general studies
University of Idaho - 2 semesters - journalism
Matanuska-Susitna College - 1 semester
University of Idaho - 3 semesters - B.A. in Journalism
Education isn't everything, but this is about the two highest offices in the land as well as our standing in the world.
You make the call.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Change
I guess the funny part is none of these situations are made up. Its all happening to you and everyone you know. Maybe one part or all situations to you and your family. Don't be a douche, be a dude, get out and vote next Tuesday. No excuses like work or taking kids to karate or whatever. Election Day should be a National holiday. Like the Burger King commercial, you voice your opinion everyday for things you want, but this one special time that happens once in four years, you do nothing. At the very least, let's get Obama into office so Elisabeth Hasselback from the view will shut up.
Worst Post Ever
I have no words for this, but it's just so damn weird I had to share. And if you are wondering, no I don't.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Gran Torino
Probably Clint Eastwood's last film he will act in. I'm not sure if its actually Dirty Harry, but it might as well be.
HD Quicktime trailer
HD Quicktime trailer
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Satan is pissed.
I didn't go down to Georgia.
First of all, I was kicked out of the Tampa area last winter, so if I was going to light out for the hot asphalt of Atlanta or Alpharetta, I'd have to go up to Georgia.
But nobody knows their geography these days. If they did, they'd be called the St. Petersburg Rays. That's where they play, after all.
Bitter, you ask?
Hel ... I mean, heck, yeah, I'm bitter. You'd be too if you were Evil Incarnate and you had a cush gig as the first word in a last-place team.
When that got turned around on me like Linda Blair's head, let me tell you, it burned -- for the first time in my life.
And then as soon as they lose me, they start winning? And now they're in the World Series? Please.
And that's not all of it. The reasoning behind all this madness was just pathetic. "Negative fan feedback" to my name, they called it.
Come on. Gimme a break.
Just listen to these people, drunk with nonsense like hope, optimism and fun, spouting off the sentiments that led to my, uh, firing. It's scary. And for me, that's saying something.
Here's Matt Silverman, team president, who didn't even have to sell his soul to me to get into Harvard: "If a name causes people to pause, if it somehow keeps them away from coming to the stadium, then it's something that needs investigating and that's what we'll be doing."
Yuck.
Or how about left fielder Carl Crawford, who has a reputation around the Majors as a nice guy??
"It feels like a fresh start," Crawford said when the uniforms changed colors -- still no red! -- and went to that horrible new winning name.
"It's like that feeling of going to school on the first day. You get to wear the new uniforms. It feels good. You know what they say, 'You play like you feel.' We feel good, we look good, so hopefully, we'll play good."
Dude, calm down with that "G" word. You used it four times in one sentence. I think I might hurl flames all over my keyboard.
This American League championship baseball team has simply added so much insult to these deep, personal injuries that I actually might drink a glass of ice water to forget the pain.
First of all, the one guy in their history that got me fired up, Damian Rolls (Full disclosure: He reminded me of my favorite son ... emotional moment ... tears ... a little smoke ... OK, I'm fine now) was released four years ago.
Then the team makes it to the Fall Classic with a manager (Joe Maddon), a closer (injured Troy Percival) and a bullpen coach (Bobby Ramos) who all came from the Angels!
And it gets worse.
While I was rooting for the only (former Arizona State Sun) Devil in the AL Championship Series, Boston's Dustin Pedroia, and he did his best to give my former team the hellacious beat-down it deserved, I was constantly interrupted.
But here's the real smoking deal from the guy who's in the details.
I'm stuck here in an Anytown, U.S.A., demon protection program, wearing a regular black suit, looking like an everyday schmo, and I'm supposed to root for this lovable team that went from worst to first and has the chance to take the World Series trophy to the Tampa Bay area for the first time in its 10-year history.
And I'm supposed to be happy.
Hmmm. Maybe I'll just go to Georgia instead.
First of all, I was kicked out of the Tampa area last winter, so if I was going to light out for the hot asphalt of Atlanta or Alpharetta, I'd have to go up to Georgia.
But nobody knows their geography these days. If they did, they'd be called the St. Petersburg Rays. That's where they play, after all.
Bitter, you ask?
Hel ... I mean, heck, yeah, I'm bitter. You'd be too if you were Evil Incarnate and you had a cush gig as the first word in a last-place team.
When that got turned around on me like Linda Blair's head, let me tell you, it burned -- for the first time in my life.
And then as soon as they lose me, they start winning? And now they're in the World Series? Please.
And that's not all of it. The reasoning behind all this madness was just pathetic. "Negative fan feedback" to my name, they called it.
Come on. Gimme a break.
Just listen to these people, drunk with nonsense like hope, optimism and fun, spouting off the sentiments that led to my, uh, firing. It's scary. And for me, that's saying something.
Here's Matt Silverman, team president, who didn't even have to sell his soul to me to get into Harvard: "If a name causes people to pause, if it somehow keeps them away from coming to the stadium, then it's something that needs investigating and that's what we'll be doing."
Yuck.
Or how about left fielder Carl Crawford, who has a reputation around the Majors as a nice guy??
"It feels like a fresh start," Crawford said when the uniforms changed colors -- still no red! -- and went to that horrible new winning name.
"It's like that feeling of going to school on the first day. You get to wear the new uniforms. It feels good. You know what they say, 'You play like you feel.' We feel good, we look good, so hopefully, we'll play good."
Dude, calm down with that "G" word. You used it four times in one sentence. I think I might hurl flames all over my keyboard.
This American League championship baseball team has simply added so much insult to these deep, personal injuries that I actually might drink a glass of ice water to forget the pain.
First of all, the one guy in their history that got me fired up, Damian Rolls (Full disclosure: He reminded me of my favorite son ... emotional moment ... tears ... a little smoke ... OK, I'm fine now) was released four years ago.
Then the team makes it to the Fall Classic with a manager (Joe Maddon), a closer (injured Troy Percival) and a bullpen coach (Bobby Ramos) who all came from the Angels!
And it gets worse.
While I was rooting for the only (former Arizona State Sun) Devil in the AL Championship Series, Boston's Dustin Pedroia, and he did his best to give my former team the hellacious beat-down it deserved, I was constantly interrupted.
But here's the real smoking deal from the guy who's in the details.
I'm stuck here in an Anytown, U.S.A., demon protection program, wearing a regular black suit, looking like an everyday schmo, and I'm supposed to root for this lovable team that went from worst to first and has the chance to take the World Series trophy to the Tampa Bay area for the first time in its 10-year history.
And I'm supposed to be happy.
Hmmm. Maybe I'll just go to Georgia instead.
Zack and Miri go see High School Musical
I heard you just woke up.
I did—late night. "High School Musical 3" premiere.
Are you serious?
I am. The kid's a huge fan. She's 9. I was kind of dreading it, but I thought it was kind of cute. It is kind of the antithesis of our movie. When people get excited in their movie, they sing. When people get excited in our movie, they bang each other.
Did you do any research for your movie?
I've been researching "Zack and Miri" since I was 11. Sometimes three times a day, depending on who was in the house.
The MPAA censored the original movie poster.
They felt it was too risqué, so we got stick-figure posters. They agreed that it was innocuous enough. Cut to this week, when some child-study expert said the poster was damaging.
How did you get Brandon Routh to play a gay porn star?
He's the boyfriend of a gay porn star. That's a key difference.
He wasn't worried about playing gay?
I asked him, "Do you have some sort of morals clause in your contract, being that you play Superman?" And he said, "What is this, 1940?"
Are you still writing comic books?
I have a new book, "Batman: Cacophony." Batman faces off against a character called Onomatopoeia. His shtik is that he doesn't speak, he just mimics the noises you can print in comic books.
Is that a real character?
He is now, bitch.
I did—late night. "High School Musical 3" premiere.
Are you serious?
I am. The kid's a huge fan. She's 9. I was kind of dreading it, but I thought it was kind of cute. It is kind of the antithesis of our movie. When people get excited in their movie, they sing. When people get excited in our movie, they bang each other.
Did you do any research for your movie?
I've been researching "Zack and Miri" since I was 11. Sometimes three times a day, depending on who was in the house.
The MPAA censored the original movie poster.
They felt it was too risqué, so we got stick-figure posters. They agreed that it was innocuous enough. Cut to this week, when some child-study expert said the poster was damaging.
How did you get Brandon Routh to play a gay porn star?
He's the boyfriend of a gay porn star. That's a key difference.
He wasn't worried about playing gay?
I asked him, "Do you have some sort of morals clause in your contract, being that you play Superman?" And he said, "What is this, 1940?"
Are you still writing comic books?
I have a new book, "Batman: Cacophony." Batman faces off against a character called Onomatopoeia. His shtik is that he doesn't speak, he just mimics the noises you can print in comic books.
Is that a real character?
He is now, bitch.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Now I get it.
The presence of booze fairies explains it all now. There must have been one gigantic fairy that came out of the umpteenth drink on Friday night. Had to have been large enough to hit me with a sledgehammer. I had completely no idea why some strange woman was trying to take off my pants. The next morning my wife told me I lost the ability to undress myself while I yelled at her "who are you? get away from me!"
Then another fairy apparently had a mission to tighten my neck bolts.
True story.
Then another fairy apparently had a mission to tighten my neck bolts.
True story.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I'm lost...
btw, a real man would never stop to ask for directions in the first place, so they should have known something was wrong.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The British get it...
Why not Americans. That's because the masses settle for mediocrity. So anything outside of the norm can seem so special. Look, Bud Light is the best selling beer when it is widely rated as worst beers produced. McDonald's is the #1 fast food chain with food that will kill you. (comment deleted), just watch.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Clint Malarchuk
Maybe this guy should just live in a plastic bubble. Rushed to hospital by helicopter, after shooting himself in the chin with a .22 rifle. Elmer Fudd here was hunting rabbits. That wiley wascal, I guess, had tired him out, so he rested the rifle between his knees when it went off. In case you don't remember the name, here's his video as a Buffalo Sabre.
Now a goalie coach with the Columbus Blue Jackets.
Now a goalie coach with the Columbus Blue Jackets.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Bridge to Nowhere
Its a nice walk to the bar, only 40 minutes plus in the right shoes I get great blisters! Such sacrifice to watch a Rays game. The video shows the Quest Center, and a condo sold based on the bridge getting built. A baseball stadium and park on the Iowa side to come later.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Rays win!!
First potential rookie of the Year, Evan Longoria puts up numbers that Barry bonds should have for the post season, 2 HR, 3RBI and a SB. But, I can't get that all in one clip. So next best is the beginning of a feud between the teams. Balfour (ha!) coming in for relief and almost starting a brawl and he didn't even bean a guy! Pure awesomeness by the Rays today. Winner of game one is something like 21-2 in Division series.
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