Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Republican = Gays in da Closet

What the hell is going on? Repbulicans aren't just gay, they're freaks: public restrooms, (here, here, and here) payments, hustlers, and now lingerie... Talk about seriously needing to get laid...
Message to all Republicans: we all now assume you're gay. Deny it all you want, but Larry Craig, Bob Allen, Richard Curits, Joey DiFatta, et al have pretty much confirmed that you guys are a bunch of sexual deviants. Not for having sex with men, but the way you have sex with men. Keep it out of the public restrooms and headlines and keep it in the bedroom* where it belongs.

*with occasional trysts in the living room, kitchen, dining room, basement, garage, front porch, attic...

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Shaken, Not Stirred

The horror... the horror...
Okay, it's only a 5.6 and there is very little damage that I can see: a broken glass, some items that fell off a shelf, piles of unpaid bills scattered across my desk... in other words: Tuesday.

Sunday, October 28, 2007


I've been quietly following the Sox all year... always out in front (at one point 13 games ahead in the East) and always the best average in MLB. I broke my rule of no watching tonight--I couldn't not watch (Saturday night I watched the first inning and was convinced they were going to lose because of me* so I turned off the game and went to bed).

I'm so happy for the guys... the hot, hot guys of The Boston Red Sox. Go and check them out. Oh, to be a bar of soap in the showers tonight... (sigh).

And kudos to Jason Butler... He called it back in April!

*because the world revolves around me--didn't you know?

Friday, October 26, 2007

Movie Looks Good... This Looks Cool

Insert your zip code and check out when sunset will be in your area.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Shoes for Thursday

I love this video (nsfw):

The week is --> <-- this close to being over! Let's celebrate with some shoes!
Mister Jalopy

Wow. Seriously, WOW! This site is so clever—this guy is a genius, to which I can only marvel. Mr. Jalopy likes to go around garage sales and collect things… then he restores, displays, admires, and shares them with the world. If you're into cars, you'll LOVE this site.

He’s been in Make magazine (on the cover, no less) and has appeared on BoingBoingTV. Check out his giant iPod (well, record converter to iTunes)

Monday, October 22, 2007

Sometimes It's About Fun...

I have a feeling it's going to be a long week. I think I need a little diversion... Where's Joan Crawford and some dance music when you need them?

Oh, here she is!

Joan Crawford Club Mix 2006
Uploaded by beachscenes

(for some reason I can't get the sound to start automatically... I have to hit the volume button next to the zoom feature to get the sound to start--so if you have problems, start there... then seek therapy... ha! I'm funny. No, really... I am... whatever. Just watch Joan... sheesh)

"Oh, Veda!"

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Gone, Baby, Gone

Joey Bishop, the last surviving member of the infamous Rat Pack passed away yesterday. He was 89. Joey was proceeded by Peter Lawford (1984), Sammy Davis Jr. (1990), Dean Martin (1995), and The Chairman of the Board, Frank Sinatra (1998). You just know they are having one hell of a show in Heaven.*
Rest in peace, Joey.
*Yeah, I know... I know...

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Desktop Meme

I'm not sure why I'm doing this, but other bloggers are doing it and I'm a slave to fashion... This is my work desktop. SO exciting, isn't it? Isn't it?
Stewie is funny...
Scariest Commercial... Ever.

The Backup: "Many are buying two... one for each side of the bed."

Somebody save us...

Friday, October 12, 2007

Run, Al, Run!

I found this on CBS online and it is well worth reading...

Gore Should Heed The Call — And Run
The Nation: After Winning A Nobel Prize, Al Gore's Next Logical Step Is The White House

Having now won the Norwegian Primary, it is reasonable to ask why Al Gore would want to slog his way through the snows of New Hampshire.

But the inconvenient truth is that never has the man who might yet be president needed to more seriously consider his personal legacy - not to mention the small matter of his potential to make the world anew - than now.

There is, after all, the matter of the open space at the end of what is now the most remarkable résumé of anyone seeking - or considering seeking - the presidency.

Let's review.

This is how Al Gore's résumé reads as of this morning:

Son of a great senator.

Harvard graduate, with honors.

Vietnam veteran.

Award-winning investigative journalist.



Vice President.

Winner of the popular vote for President of the United States.

Best-selling author.

Environmental activist.

Academy Award winner.

And, now, Nobel Peace Prize winner - he shares the prize with the UN's Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change - for "their efforts to build up and disseminate greater knowledge about manmade climate change, and to lay the foundations for the measures that are needed to counteract such change."

As résumés go, that is one for the top of the pile.

But it begs the question: Shouldn't a man who has gotten this far be thinking about how to finish the journey?

And isn't the last stop the Oval Office?

To think that Gore is not pondering these questions today would be absurd.

Of course, the former vice president says, "The climate crisis is not a political issue, it is a moral and spiritual challenge to all of humanity."

No doubt about that.

But Gore cannot feign ignorance of his own "political issue." When he appeared in San Francisco on the eve of Friday morning's announcement, at a fundraising event for California Senator Barbara Boxer, the man of the hour tried to deliver an earnest address about climate change. But when he concluded his remarks, the crowd burst into chants of "Run Al Run!"

That message echoed the full-page ad that was placed by the burgeoning "Draft Gore for President" movement in the front section of Wednesday's New York Times. The advertisement bluntly suggested that the announced contenders for the Democratic presidential nomination lack Gore's “vision, standing in the world, and political courage" - not just with regard to climate change, but in his outspoken opposition to the war in Iraq, his defenses of civil liberties and his advocacy for a renewed commitment to science and reason.

"There are times for politicians and times for heroes. America and the Earth need a hero right now," read the Draft Gore movement's open letter to the soon-to-be Nobel man. "Please rise to this challenge, or you and millions of us will live forever wondering what might have been."

Now, that's pressure. But it is a velvet grip in which the peace prize winner finds himself.

Al Gore has arrived at the point that most politicians can only imagine in their wildest dreams. The entire world is asking him to be not merely a candidate but an ecological - not to mention, ideological - savior. And there is simply no question that he is viable. In fact, he is more viable than he has ever been.

Can Gore resist? Probably.

Should he resist? Probably not.

Sure, it will be said that Gore can do more to address climate change as a private citizen. But no one who as been so close to the presidency as he will miss the point that the most powerful official on the planet has some sway in matters involving the planet.

The last serious presidential prospect to win a Nobel Peace Prize was Teddy Roosevelt, who got the award when he was serving as president in 1906. (The Norwegians were impressed that he had convinced Japanese and Russian representatives to come to Portsmouth, New Hampshire, and that he had then gotten them to negotiate an end to a nasty little war they had been waging.)

Roosevelt exited the presidency in 1908 and almost immediately began to regret the decision. The peace prize was not enough to get Republicans to ditch his successor, the hapless William Howard Taft, and put Roosevelt at the head of their 1912 ticket. But TR did run the most successful third-party presidential campaign of the 20th century that year - as a "Bull Moose" Progressive.

Roosevelt never got over his belief that, had he just won the Republican nomination in 1912, he would again have been president. And, eight years later, at a point after the horrors of World War I when people were taking peace prizes rather more seriously, he was widely encouraged to make a run for the Republican nomination that probably would have secured him not just the party line but the presidency.

Roosevelt did not need much encouragement. Barely 60 - the age Gore will turn next March - the Rough Rider was ready for one more charge; indeed, family members and friends reported that he was raring to go.

Only the coronary embolism that did him in on January 6, 1919, was powerful enough to cure TR's case of presidency lust. And there is no reason to believe that Al Gore, a man who bid first for the presidency in 1988, considered running in 1992, spent eight years as an understudy, then bid again in 2000 - winning the Democratic nomination and the popular vote, but losing the job on a 5-4 technical call by the Supreme Court - is any less inclined that Roosevelt was to give it another try.

There will be a lot of "fire-in-the-belly" talk over the next few days.

But Al Gore should not be worrying about checking his gut.

He should be thinking about the résumé he has spent a lifetime preparing.

It is more impressive than ever.

Unfortunately, the suddenly more impressive character of Gore's résumé only serves to emphasize that it remains incomplete.

A Nobel Prize for Peace is a fine honor. But take it from a man who won the presidency and the prize but could not leave the political arena.

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better," Teddy Roosevelt said as he prepared another run for the White House. "The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

By John Nichols
Reprinted completely without permission from the The Nation.
Is that TR quote not the most inspiring thing ever? Makes me almost forget I'm a slacker... However, if Al decides to run, I will campaign for that man like never before... seriously, I've never really campaigned for someone. I will volunteer--answer phones, walk precincts, kiss babies, talk to Republicans--no job too ugly...

Friday, October 05, 2007

"Joker... Joker... And a Triple!"

...And here's another one!

Seriously, what is up with the Republicans? I never thought I'd say this to a Republican, but "KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS!" Sheesh...

Monday, October 01, 2007

That’s All Folks

We lost two good ones today…

“Moneypenny! What gives?”
Lois Maxwell, better known as Miss Moneypenny in over a dozen Bond films passed away this weekend. In my book she is the only Moneypenny. Granted, she was getting a little long in the tooth for the role of the woman pining over an increasingly younger Bond, but she was a constant. Her last Bond film was A View to A Kill—also known as a giant piece of shit. Not a good way to exit. I didn’t know that she won a Golden Globe in 1947 for her work in a Shirley Temple film. More about her at The New York Times.

Call of the Champions
Being a complete and total klutz, I’m a big Olympic-phile. I love the pomp & circumstance, the drama, the history, etc. of the Olympics (I get all misty during the opening ceremonies and cry when the torch is lit. Yep. Tears streaming down my face. I’m such a sap). So, when an athlete as amazing as Al Oerter passes, I feel it must be noted.

Oerter competed in the discus event in FOUR consecutive Olympics (1956 – 1968)—winning a gold medal each time! Sure, egomaniac Carl Lewis had a similar achievement, but his was even more remarkable, as The New York Times noted: “Oerter’s sweep was all the more remarkable because in each case he broke the Olympic record, beat the world record holder, overcame an injury and was not the favorite to win. His winning throws were 184 feet 11 inches in Melbourne in 1956, 194-2 in Rome in 1960, 200-1 in Tokyo in 1964 and 212-6 in Mexico City in 1968.” Unlike Lewis, Mr. Oerter was humble in his victory: “The first one, I was really young; the second, not very capable; the third, very injured; the fourth, old.”

He came close to winning a spot on the 1980 Olympic team (coming in fourth) and attempted to get on the team again in 1984 at the age of 47, but tore a calf muscle and had to bow out. He continued to compete in events for men over 40 until his 60’s and worked as a motivational speaker.