Friday, September 28, 2007

I's not so goods at da math

I taught my statistics lab this morning and then was chatting with our secretaries and our office manager. They were ordering supplies and I was being very helpful. (Get the green folders! Why? Because I like green! I'm the most helpful person ever!)

Our office manager is taking some classes at the university to get her degree. I'm pretty sure the university pays for a certain amount of courses per year for its employees, which is pretty awesome. Our office manager was looking over some homework, for Math 1100 or something like that. The point is, it was college algebra.

She placed the homework on the desk for all of us (me and the two secretaries) could see. None of us said anything. Why? Because we had no idea what the answer was. Yes, I do have a bachelor's degree and half a master's but that doesn't mean I retained my college algebra. I have kick ass short term memory. I have no need for information to take up too much space in my head.

In an attempt to be amusing and make small talk, I told our office manager that I could have made up a number, but it wouldn't have been right.

Without missing a beat, she says:

"I knew you didn't have the answer. I know what you majored in for undergrad."


How freakin' awesome is that? I got clowned on by my office manager!


As an aside, I'm not sure if its a good thing that I can teach a statistics class with my rudimentary math knowledge. I mean, everything's done by software, but I should probably know how the stuff actually works. Oh well.

I can run regression. I can run correalation. But I's nots so goods at da math.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Can we please regulate this?

Here are some more fun facts about the Baconator. (I'm going to stop after this. This is too much. My head hurts and my soul is sad).

Here's what's in the "cheese sauce" and the bun. I would think the bun would have fewer ingredients, but that shows what I know.


Cheese Sauce
Cheddar Cheese Solids (cheddar cheese [milk, salt, cheese cultures, enzymes], whey, buttermilk, salt, disodium phosphate and artificial color [yellow 5 and 6]), Modified Food Starch, Whey, Coconut Oil, Corn Syrup Solids, Salt, Natural and Artificial Flavors (modified food starch, maltodextrin, cheddar cheese [milk, cheese cultures, salt, enzymes], butter, partially hydrogenated cottonseed and soybean oil, natural and artificial flavor, autolyzed yeast extract, sodium phosphate, medium chain triglycerides, tricalcium phosphate, silicon dioxide, corn syrup solids, salt, tocopherol and triethyl citrate), Non Fat Dry Milk, Tricalcium Phosphate, Sodium Alginate, Sodium Caseinate (a milk derivative), Dipotassium Phosphate, Lactic Acid, Sugar, Mono and Diglycerides, Yeast Extract, Sodium Stearoyl Lactylate, Soy Lecithin, Calcium Gluconate, Xanthan Gum, Disodium Inosinate, Sodium Phosphate and Annatto. CONTAINS: MILK

Premium Bun
Enriched Wheat flour (wheat flour, malted barley flour, thiamine mononitrate, riboflavin, niacin, iron, folic acid), Water, High Fructose Corn Syrup, Vegetable Oil (contains one or more of the following: soybean, cottonseed, canola), Yeast, Salt, Gluten, Contains less than 2% of: Dough conditioners (may contain one or more of the following: sodium stearoly lactylate, calcium stearoly-2-lactylate, ascorbic acid, azodicarbonamide, mono and diglycerides, DATEM, enzymes), Yeast Nutrients (may contain one or more of the following: monocalcium phosphate, calcium sulfate, ammonium sulfate), Turmeric, Paprika, Natural Flavor, Yellow Corn Meal (Kaisers only), Calcium Silicate, Calcium Propionate (preservative). CONTAINS: WHEAT.

Uck

After my crappy interview, I headed back to civilization. But before I headed back, I wanted to stop and get something to drink, and a little snack. So I stopped by Wendy's because it was closest, and I wanted some fries. I haven't been to a fast food place other than Bojangles in years. (Yes I know Bojangles is going to kill me. I'm working on that).

Anyway, Wendy's has something called the "Baconator". And it is the single most disgusting food related thing I have ever seen. I literally threw up a little in my mouth when I looked at it.

I'm not going to post a picture of this monstrosity, because it will make me vomit. But here are some interesting facts about the Baconator.

It has six strips of bacon, two slabs of meat, along with a bunch of cheese. And here are the fun nutritional facts for this killer of cows and pigs.

It weighs 276 grams. It has 830 calories, including 460 fat calories. It has 51 grams of total fat. 22 grams of saturated fat. It has 35 grams of carbs and 170 milligrams of cholestoral. It also has 1920 miligrams of sodium. On the plus side, it has 15% of the daily recommended of Vitamin A, so that probably cancels out everything else.

My God. Can we please regulate this stuff? Even if we weren't slaughtering animals, can we contribute a little less to obesity?

Uck.

Disgusting.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

I'm going to let this one speak for itself.........

Bill O'Reilly, restaurant critic.

By David Bauder, Associated Press
NEW YORK — After eating dinner at a famed Harlem restaurant recently, Fox News Channel's Bill O'Reilly told a radio audience he "couldn't get over the fact" that there was no difference between the black-run Sylvia's and other restaurants.
"It was like going into an Italian restaurant in an all-white suburb in the sense of people were sitting there, and they were ordering and having fun," he said. "And there wasn't any kind of craziness at all."

O'Reilly said his fellow patrons were tremendously respectful as he ate dinner with civil rights activist Al Sharpton.

The comments were made during O'Reilly's nationally syndicated radio broadcast last week. The liberal media watchdog Media Matters for America called attention to them by distributing a transcript and audio clip on the Internet.

"This is nothing more than left-wing outlets stirring up false racism accusations for ratings," said Bill Shine, senior vice president for programming at Fox News Channel. "It's sad."

O'Reilly spoke during a general discussion about racial relations with Fox News analyst Juan Williams. O'Reilly said he believed black Americans were "starting to think more and more for themselves" and backing away from a race-based culture encouraged by Sharpton and Jesse Jackson.

He said he treated Sharpton to dinner to thank him for appearing on his Fox News Channel show.

O'Reilly pointed to the lack of difference between Sylvia's and other restaurants as a marker of racial progress. He also noted that he went to an Anita Baker concert recently where the audience was evenly mixed between blacks and whites.

"The band was excellent, but they were dressed in tuxedoes, and this is what white America doesn't know, particularly people who don't have a lot of interaction with black Americans," he said. "They think the culture is dominated by Twista, Ludacris and Snoop Dogg."

Williams concurred that too many people believe there's little else in black culture beyond profane rap.

"That's right," O'Reilly said. "There wasn't one person in Sylvia's who was screaming, 'M.F.-er, I want more iced tea."

Sharpton said he was taken aback that anyone would be surprised at how blacks acted at Sylvia's and will ask O'Reilly on The O'Reilly Factor Wednesday to explain what he meant. Nothing O'Reilly said at the dinner was offensive, said Sharpton spokeswoman Rachel Noerdlinger.

Karl Frisch, a spokesman for Media Matters, called O'Reilly's comments "ignorant and racially charged."

Can We Tone Down The Rhetoric, Please?

I am a political junkie. Its in my nature. I am also a liberal. I will vote for the people with the 'D' next to their name unless the party with the 'D' changes its views. Most of my political views are relatively stable. Sometimes, they are more mainstream then others. But I try to respect people's opinions regardless of whether I agree with them.

I hate, hate, hate, hate, when people are disrespectful of others just because they disagree with them. I am soooooo sick of people acting as though the people they disagree with are dumb or morons or whatever. Do I think President Bush is a Rhodes scholar? No. But do I think he's an idiot? No. And even on the days when I think Bush must, in fact, be a moron, I don't think his supporters are.

Its one thing to disagree with someone. It is completely different to think that the person you disagree with is stupid or backwards or evil. C'mon. Can we please grow up?

Conneticut woman thinks that Conservatives are evil, Bible thumping, irrational fanatics with low IQs. Um, no. They're just people that disagree with you. The average Conservative is just as smart as the average Liberal. That's just the way it is.

When I was in high school, I had a friend who completely disagreed with me on everything. During the 2000 election, we talked crap to each other every day. There was an understanding that once we were able to vote, we might as well not, because we would cancel each other out. (We were nerds. We were lame. We still are. I don't care.) But even though we disagreed with each other, we didn't insult each other. Even though we both knew that if the Revolution came, we would have to fight to the death, we never resorted to calling each other idiots.

Why? Because we had respect for each other.


The annoying thing is that people gravitate towards a simplistic world view. Liberals are questioning the war? They must hate America! Conservatives are still going on with an unpopular war? They must be stupid and evil!

Can we please grow up?

I'm finding myself increasingly defending Conservatives, Bush, etc, over the war. I don't support the war. I don't support Bush. I don't hate the America haters. But I realize that there were PLAUSIBLE reasons to support the war. There were PLAUSIBLE benefits that could have happened and that might still happen. You're not a moron if you thought the war would turn out better. Millions of people thought that. It was PLAUSIBLE.

I wasn't wrong a few months after the war when there were no WMDs and I thought it was nonsense. And millions of people who happened to think the war would turn out better are not dumb for thinking that. They may not even be wrong. Under different circumstances, things may have worked out.

I really wish we would stop beating people over the head. I wish we would respect each other more. I don't care if you like me. I don't care if you think I'm right. But can you please accept the fact that if I disagree with you, I may not, in fact, be a moron? Maybe I disagree with you because I have a different set of life experiences and therefore a different set of values.

Maybe if we respected each other, we could find some common ground.




Oh, who am I kidding?

I'm right, and you're all morons. Yep, that's a more rational way to look at things.

Monday, September 24, 2007

What an A-hole

Whether or not you think Iran should be bombed into the Stone Age, you should be glad that their President is willing to engage in a dialogue. Communication is supposed to be important, but whatever. Its probably way healthier to think the other person is evil and completely wrong.

So while the news was debating free speech, whether or not Columbia University should have hosted the President of Iran was discussed. But don't worry, aparently the president of Columbia University, Lee Bollinger, is a dick. I wish I could find a nice euphemism, but, um, I can't.

President Bollinger, who invited Ahmadinejad, gave these nice introductory comments.

"Mr. President, you exhibit all the signs of a petty and cruel dictator."

"You are either brazenly provocative or astonishingly uneducated," Bollinger told Ahmadinejad about the leader's Holocaust denial. "Will you cease this outrage?"


Um, dude, you invited him. But whatever. Lets start off this dialogue between two countries that could potentially go to war together, by insulting the other nation's leader. What a jerk. (Not the Holocaust denier, the guy who invited the Holocaust denier.)

Oh Mahmoud!


We're all going to die! Iran is taking over Columbia! Bogey Man! Bogey Man! Bogey Man!
Oh Mahmoud, you're so silly. Coming to America. Like a crazy Eddie Murphy character! Well, you were in town for the whole United Nations thing, but whatever.
Sure Mahmoud, you made some decent points. Questioning us on our hypocrisy on nuclear weapons. Stating that the oppression of Jewish people shouldn't take away from the oppression of the Palestinians. Engaging in a question and answer period.
But you know what............you're not going to get away so easily, Mahmoud! This is America! I'm going to focus on the odd and amusing comment that you surely did not mean to be amusing and odd, but hey, get in line with our culture! We love gay jokes! Embrace it!
Says Mahmoud, in response to a question about executing homosexuals, which is, I believe, Trent Lott's hobby...........
"In Iran we don't have homosexuals like in your country ... I don't know who's told you that we have this."
Oh Mahmoud, you is crazy!

Saturday, September 22, 2007

I'm a big sucker for

little kids. I watch one of my professor's kids a lot, a little boy and a little girl, and I am such a sucker for them. I would give the little girl all the money I have if she asked for it. The last time I watched her, I put her to bed and read her a story, then got up to leave. She got up off her bed and wrapped her little body around my leg and begged me to sit with her, which I did. I'm also a big sucker for the little boy. He was eating pasta and got the sauce all over his face. He was so cute! Plus he's a little trouble maker.

All I want is a little boy and a little girl. I want to make a lot of money, but that's so I can provide my hypothetical children with everything I didn't have. One of the reasons for my grand goal of becoming a Bureaucrat is that I would only have to work 40 hours a week, and then I could spend the rest of the time with my family. Plus Bureaucrats get a ton of vacation time, so I could spend more time with my hypothetical children.

One of my friends is pregnant. REALLY pregnant. She is so big and round and beautiful. I can't wait to have my wife that round and beautiful. I mean, I can wait. I'm from Concord, I'm twenty-three and I don't have kids, so clearly I'm capable of understanding delayed gratification. But I really, really want to have a little boy and a little girl. Or just one. Whatever God wants me to have. (And I do think God will let me know what God wants me to do as far as that is concerned).

I'm such a soft, wussy guy now. My brother was telling me about the Halloween costume he made for my neice, The Sawyer. And I got so excited. What is wrong with me? I seriously get teary eyed during Kenny Chesney's "My Wife and Kids" song. I got teary eyed when I saw the picture of my friend all round and pregnant. I am getting lamer by the hour. In five years, I'm going to be the Lamest Man Alive.

But don't get it confused. I'm still white trash. I'm still from an insane family. So if anyone messed with my hypothetical child, I would go Ghengis Khan on them. I almost destroyed half of Charlotte when my kitten was spayed and I didn't feel like she was getting the care she deserved. I am fully capable of destroying a major metropolitan area under the right circumstances.

Still, I just want to be with the woman I love, and I want her to be round and beautiful and pregnant. Just once. Maybe twice if I'm lucky.

Keys to making me happy:

1. A woman who loves me and wants to be with me. (No value judgment, Larry, I'm just not into guys).
2. A little boy or a little girl or a little boy and a little girl.
3. A Bureaucrat's job.
4. A cat pagoda for my kittens.


Everything else is just bonus.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Who said......

A fun little quiz. Two quotes, one from John McCain, one from Rudy Guiliani.

Here's the first one:

1. "I'd like us to respect each other; I think we have very, very legitimate and mostly similar views." (Speaking to the NRA).

2. "Well, my friends, we beat you yesterday. We beat you the day before. We'll beat you today and we'll beat you tomorrow. We won't choose to lose. We won't choose to lose this conflict." (Speaking to anti-war protestors).

So who said which?

Well, Rudy has quote one, and he said it in a composed reasonable matter. John McCain spoke with the fire of an unstable elderly man angry at the world. Get off my lawn, Democrats!!!!!!!

When did John McCain go bat-f-ing insane? Where was the tipping point? He wasn't this crazy seven years ago. When did the Straight Talk Express become the Everythings Fine, Don't Worry About The Gun In My Hand Express? I swear, in the next debate, John McCain's going to put Huckabee in a head lock and scream that the Viet Cong are hiding in the back row.


Also, another nice thing about Rudy, other than the fact that he's not COMPLETELY INSANE, is that his wife called while he was making a speech to the NRA......

WASHINGTON - Republican presidential candidate Rudy Giuliani interrupted his speech to the National Rifle Association Friday to take a phone call from his wife, Judith.

"Let's see now, this is my wife calling, I think," Giuliani said, pulling his ringing cell phone from his jacket pocket.

"Hello, dear," he said, speaking into the microphone on the podium. "I'm talking to the members of the NRA right now. Would you like to say hello?"

The audience of about 500 gun owners at a downtown Washington hotel laughed a little as she appeared to decline.

He concluded the call with, "I love you. I'll call you as soon as I'm finished. Have a safe trip. Talk to you later. I love you."

Giuliani has answered his wife's cell phone call a couple of times, including during a June appearance in Florida. It wasn't planned, his campaign said.

"What you saw today was a candidate in a spontaneous moment on the campaign trail," Giuliani spokeswoman Maria Comella said.

Judith Nathan is Giuliani's third wife.


Now I'm not going to vote for Rudy unless he puts a 'D' next to him, but at least his not a freakin' luncatic like Romney and McCain. By the way, Mitt Romney became a lifelong member of the NRA in 2006. Um, why is this allowed? I'm a life long member, even though I'm in my fifties, supported the Brady Assault Rifle ban and said "I won't be the hero of the NRA". Someone please get rid of the lunatic Arizonian and the Mormon guy who doesn't believe in anything. Romney is too Bill Clintonesque for me! (I mean that only slightly sarcastically).


Please Lord, let us elect a Democrat to the Presidency. I do not want to die in Iran, Lord. And if it has to be someone from that Other party, let it be Rudy or Huckabee, so we don't invade the entire Earth.

Hicktastic

One thing I took away from the Dave Matthews concert, is that I am much closer to a redneck than a hippie. I went to a Rascal Flatts concert about a month ago, and it was freakin' awesome. If you can picture the monkeys-evolving-into-humans chart, I have a similar one. Hippies-evolving-into-rednecks. And I'm definitely closer to the redneck side than the hippie one.

I'm still a liberal. I'm very liberal. I just don't think that hippies are liberals. I think hippies are useless. You can't have an ideology if you don't vote. Having some sort of vague hemp loving ideal doesn't make you political, it makes you an idiot.

Hippie 1: Dude, we should, like, have or own society?
Hippie 2: I'm so hungry.
Hippie 1: I know dude. But its like, we should have someone who makes food, you know? And someone who makes houses. And someone who makes clothes. And then we'd, like, share everything.
Hippie 1: Dude, that would be awesome!
Me: Um, its called an economy, morons.


Hippie 1: Dude, the war is like, messed up!
Hippie 2: Dude, I know, its 'cause of like, the Corporations!
Hippie 1: Yeah, the Corporations!
Hippie 2: We should stop the war! And the Corporations!
Me: That's a great idea, guys! How are we going to stop the war?
Hippie 1: We'll have, like, a concert!
Hippie 2: Yeah, we'll have Dave and Fish and all kinds of stuff!
Me: How will that help?
Hippie 1: 'Cause man! Like the Corporations! And Dave! Dude, that's the secret!
Hippie 2: And we'll have a drum circle!
Hippie 1: And someone well sell hemp bags!
Hippie 2: And we'll take down the Corporations with music and love!
Hippie 1: And hemp and fish tacos!
Hippie 2: Yeah, fish tacos!
Me: God, I hate you guys.


So in the end, I'm almost a redneck because I hate hippies. And because Rascal Flatts are better than Dave Matthews. And because Southern girls look pretty in whatever they wear, while hippie girls make their own clothes and don't wash their hair. And because rednecks have jobs, while hippies do absolutely nothing. Please kill yourself, hippies, because you are not at all helpful.

I am embracing my Hicktasticness.

Dave Matthews

I have never walked out on a concert before. In fact, I think I've walked out of one movie, even though I've seen a bunch of crap. Likewise with concerts. Although I've seen some crappy ones, I've never walked out before it was over.

Until I saw Dave Matthews Band this week.

Lame. Lame. Lame. Lame. Lame. Lame.

I actually like Dave's music, which is why I spent 140 on two tickets. Yes, the concert sucked so much that I left despite paying that much money. Why was Dave the lamest concert I've ever been to? I'm sure I can come up with a list.

1. How can you turn a four minute song into a twelve minute song? How can you turn ALL of your four minute songs into twelve minute songs?

2. Can you please play songs people have heard of? I know you have some new album or something, but I'm not going to buy it. I just spent a bunch of money. Please play something I've heard of.

3. Dave, is it asking too much to have you talk to the audience? Maybe tell a story. A little anecdote. A riddle? An acknowledgement of the city you're in? Seeing as you aren't singing for ten minutes of your twelve minute songs, so can you, I don't know, attempt to entertain us?

4. Dave, is it asking too much for you to KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN? Sweet Jesus, don't smoke weed before your show! I spent 140 dollars! Keep your eyes open!!!!!!!!!!

5. I hate hippies. So much. Hippies shouldn't be allowed to dance. I can't have sex in public. I can't take a crap in the middle of the street. So hippies shouldn't be allowed to dance. It is as awkward and as uncomfortable as me taking a crap in the middle of North Tryon. And I would tell the officer "Hey, at least I wasn't dancing like a hippie".

6. Can we please limit the amount of weed you people smoke? Does all of Verizon have to smell like it? Do I have to get a contact high? Seriously, this is why we're still at war. Thousands of people are dead, because you idiots smoke pot and play in drum circles rather than, I don't know, sign a petition? Vote? But hey, you've got an organic hemp sweatshirt, so you're obviously doing a lot more to help the world than me.

7. I swear to God, if someone blows cigarette smoke in my face again, I will punch them in the face. Some idiot actually kept his hands on top of his head, with his cigarette still lit. So he wasn't even smoking it! Just giving me lung cancer! This needs to be made illegal already. This is worse than hippies dancing. At least hippies dancing won't kill me.

8. Seriously, can we make smoking illegal right now? If you are doing something that can potentially kill me, I should be able to beat you with a stick.

9. I hate hippies.

10. I hate hippies.

11. I hate hippies.

Monday, September 17, 2007

C'mon, HBO

I've always been a big fan of HBO. My favorite three shows have for sometime been 1. The Wire, 2. Six Feet Under, and 3. The Sopranos (in that order).

Now HBO has some weird New Zealand comedy thing, that unbearable surfing show and the married couple show. I have always tried to give HBO the benefit of the doubt. I even watched two seasons of Deadwood, although Deadwood was only slightly more bearable than the surfing show. Does anyone know if John from Cincinatti is autistic or what? He creeps me out. Where have all the good writers gone? (One caveat: Curb Your Enthusiasm is still very good.)


So I turned on HBO tonight and what do I see?

Justin Timberlake: Futuresex/loveshow


Okay, its hard to know where to start. First, I don't think it should be acceptable to combine words randomly. Futuresex? Wow, its so edgy, and, um, retarded.

I actually like Justin Timberlake. I think he's a good singer and a good dancer. I remember when he had that weird afro a long time ago, and it was endearing. If my gay son brought home a boy like Justin, I'd be very proud. He's good looking. I'd be like, "wow, good job, hypothetical gay son of mine." And his music isn't that bad. But this show was horrible. Well the fifteen minutes I saw were horrible. Maybe the rest is fantastic. Probably not.




(Old Sweet Justin With Weird Afro)

So here are my thoughts on what HBO has insisted on broadcasting.....
1. Why is he moving around so much? Does he have ADHD? I really don't understand this. I know its supposed to be exciting, but its distracting.

2. There are about five hundred people on stage. Surely, four hundred could be eliminated. Why does he have so many back up dancers? And why so many band members? I can't relate to these people. There's too many of them. I'm distracted. My head is spinning. Please, Lord, make it stop.

3. Why is Justin Timberlake saying the f-word repeatedly? Four times in the fifteen minutes I've been watching is very unnecessary. I'm not being a prude. If it was TI, I wouldn't mind. If it was Mos Def, I wouldn't mind. Profanity is supposed to express anger and frustration. Justin is using it to express, I don't know, randomness maybe?

4. Can we make a rule that if you're doing coreographed dance moves, you're not allowed to curse? I know he's trying to do some sort of hip hop/soul/thing, but please stop. Part of the reason why rap music is so good is because it expresses the anger and frustration of an marginalized group. Someone stop this, now.

5. Please stop dancing like that. Its so awkward and puppet like. I'm sure its hard to do. I understand you are a very good dancer and I will never be able to do anything remotely like that, but its just weird. Stop dancing. Please. For the children.

6. My God, who ate Timberland?



7. He actually came back for his encore, and said "Get out your lighters and your cell phones. Lets light up the Garden." Weren't you just grinding and saying the f-word. I'm confused. I need a transition period between futuresex and you being nice.

8. I'm old.

9. Grain of salt. I liked this guy in concert.

10. Nothing here. I just wanted to round out the list. Know that I'm bringing sexyback futuresex pastfellatio allthrough CharlotteNorthCarolina beeyotch!


Please HBO. Bring back the Wire. Stop putting this nonsense on. Please.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Greatest Thing Ever

Bruegger's now has pumpkin cream cheese.

This is why terrorists and communists are the lamest people ever.

Terrorist: "We must purify our land! We must get rid of the infidels!

Communist: "Everyone must have equality! No one can be rich, everyone must be poor!

Capitalist: "We'll put pumpkin in the cream cheese. Yeah, f-in' pumpkin. It will feel like fall and it will taste like Heaven."

I know which argument I'll go with. I mean, there's a lot of things wrong with America, but its all relative. Afghanistan produces heroin, Cuba produces cigars, North Korea produces dirt. In the fall, we produce pumpkin flavored deliciousness. Take a bagel, put some pumpkin cream cheese on it, go to Starbucks, get a pumpkin spice latte, and what do you get? Pumptastic deliciousness. I'm pretty sure if you combine heroin, cigars and dirt, you'll get death.

We win.

USA! USA! USA!

Viva la Pumpkin!!!!!

Awesome

Regarding Larry Craig, or as I like to call it, the gift that never stops giving.


Travelers ask to see Craig bathroom

Sun Sep 16, 4:33 PM ET

MINNEAPOLIS, Minn. - When tourists ask for the bathroom in the Minneapolis airport lately,

it's usually not because they have to go.

It's because they want to see the stall made famous by U.S. Sen. Larry Craig's arrest in a sex sting.

"It's become a tourist attraction," said Karen Evans, information specialist at the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport. "People are taking pictures."

Craig was arrested June 11 by a Minneapolis airport police officer. The Idaho Republican pleaded guilty to misdemeanor disorderly conduct.

Craig has since said his guilty plea was a mistake. His request to withdraw the guilty plea will be heard Sept. 26, just four days before he has said he will step down from his Senate seat.

Just 15 minutes into her shift on Friday, Evans said she had been asked directions to the new tourist attraction four times. Other airport workers field the same question.

"It's by the Lottery shop, right next to the shoeshine shop," said newsstand worker Abdalla Said, adding he gets the question daily.

The Royal Zino Shoeshine shop owner's grandson, Royal Zino, said it has been hectic.
"People have been going inside, taking pictures of the stall, taking pictures outside the bathroom door — man, it's been crazy," he said.

On their way to Guatemala, Jon and Sally Westby of Minneapolis made a visit.
"We had to just stop and check out the bathroom," Sally said. "In fact, it's Jon's second time — he was here last week already."

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Foundations, or, Thank God Duke University got some money!

I was Uptown yesterday doing some research for my grant proposal for United Family Services. I was trying to find a list of foundations sympathetic to the cause, which is legal defense for domestic violence victims. I pulled out a very handy, 3,000 page 2006 listing of foundations.

For the record, a foundation can be set up by a business or an individual. I have nothing against foundations in general. If Bill Gates wants to have his own foundation, fine. If Wachovia wants to have its own foundation, fine. If Mecklenburg County wants to have its own foundation, fine. There are many reasons why these are helpful.

The idea being foundations is actually a good one. Not every organization can get national or even state grants. Having a foundation in Mecklenburg County is helpful because it concentrates the aid in Charlotte and because it concentrates funding. People may not want to spend their money on an organization that's not going to help their community. I think this is logical, and not selfish.

On the other hand, some foundations are less than helpful. I believe charity and giving should be based on need. Which is why I don't take charity. I have never borrowed money from anyone not named Citibank or the Federal Government. But I'm also in a good position. I'm white, I'm male, I'm well educated. The system isn't exactly screwing me over. I think charity should be focused on people that need it the most.

So it was a little upsetting to me to see things like this:

Foundation A: In 2004, gave 500,000 dollars to Duke University.
Foundation B: In 2004, gave 200,000 dollars to UNC Charlotte.
Foundation C: In 2004, gave 100,000 dollars to United Way of the Central Carolinas.

etc. (All of this is public information).

If there are organizations that don't need charity, I'm pretty sure universities and United Way are at the top of the list. For the record, you can just give money directly to a charity, United Way is just a way to siphon of millions of dollars in administrative fees. They are amazingly unhelpful, although they do have nice pamphlets.

Why would anyone give 200,000 dollars to UNC Charlotte? Note that this is not for scholarships, although some foundations do fund scholarships. This is just a 200,000 dollar donation to a public university. There's not a need for private, charitable giving to the University of North Carolina at Charlotte. Why? Um, because its funded by the state of North Carolina! And this is not me picking against one school I don't like. I'm an alum of Charlotte.

This is a huge sum of money, but its practically inconsequential to a major university. I can understand if you went to a small school or a historically underfunded school, but why give 200,000 to UNCC when it has state/federal funding and twenty thousand plus students? Duke has thirteen thousand students, do they need private funding?

Not to mention the actual operating budgets of these universities. Duke had a fiscal year 2006 budget of 3.3 BILLION dollars! Um, someone might need that 500,000 dollar grant a little more. And this is not for scholarships. But even if it was for scholarships, its not like scholarships are the area of greatest need. The government gives out billions of dollars in student financial aid every year.

The point is, there are other areas that are more in need. Five hundred thousand dollars doesn't mean much to Duke University. But five hundred thousand dollars is more than the operating budget of a lot of non-profits. Five hundred thousand dollars will not build anything at Duke. But it can feed thousands of people, or providing thousands of students with mentoring, or run five seperate, fully funded legal assistance projects.

Don't give money to your school. Your school doesn't need it. After paying thousands of dollars in tuition, trust me, you've done your part. If you want to give money for a scholarship fund, that's fine. That would actually be helpful. But there's no need to give money to a well funded program.

There is an immense amount of need, and that should be the basis of where you give. Don't waste precious resources. A hundred dollars to a homeless shelter may mean a lot, when a hundred thousand dollars to a university means next to nothing. A hundred dollars to a church may actually trickle down to someone who needs it. A thousand dollars to United Way will go straight into their pockets.

Before I finish, though, I'd like to say that there are a lot of foundations that do a lot of good. Most of the banks contribute millions of dollars to a variety of organizations (although they still contribute to universities). And insurance providers do a lot of good as well. The Blue Cross Blue Shield Foundation contributes over two million dollars annually to free clinics. Free clinics are, um, actually helpful.

Put as much thought into giving as you do into spending. This stuff really matters.

Monday, September 10, 2007

Best Idea Ever

We find Bin Laden (just track his Just For Men beard dye packages) and then, for his punishment, we stick him in an airport bathroom with Larry Craig. For all eternity.

Larry: He's a bad boy, that Osama Bin Laden. You're a naughty boy! The American people already know that Bin Laden is a bad boy, a naughty boy. In fact, Osama is a nasty, bad, naughty boy!

Osama: Don't put that......there!!!!!!! (Lots of screaming, animal noises, Osama eventually giving in to the passion he knows is wrong but feels so right). Oh Larry, thank you for that!

Larry: I told you I have a wide stance.

Judge, I was just kidding.

Larry Craig has filed papers to withdrawl his guilty plea over the whole "trying to have sex with a dude an in airport bathroom" thing.

Um, Lar, do you know what pleading guilty means? Can we make a rule that only lawyers are allowed to, you know, make laws? Or at least someone who knows what pleading guilty means. I'm no lawyer, but I'm pretty sure I know what a guilty plea means.

Moron.

The Boogeyman is Back!



Honestly, I still think he's dead. But apparently he's a spokes model for Just For Men. That beard is looking sweet, Bin Heezy!

Here's a nice little snippet from his tape. (Not even 2-Pac releases as many tapes as this douche).

On my party:


Bin Laden, taking on the role of analyst of American politics, says in a newly released tape, that the American people want the Iraq war ended and “elected the Democratic Party for this purpose” in the 2006 elections.
But, he adds, “the Democrats haven’t made a move worth mentioning,” and instead the Democratic-controlled Congress has chosen to vote to fund the war, “which has led to the vast majority of you being afflicted with disappointment.”

What is this guy's deal? I thought he was in a cave. Why is he getting satellite TV and dyeing his beard? At least we're disappointing him. I think we should be automatically given the Presidency based on disappointing him.

Um, can we blow this guy up already? Next video, he's going to be clean shaven, and drinking a Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks. Please someone kill him already.

Sunday, September 9, 2007

Prayer of Saint Francis


Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Amen.

Lessons from Saint Francis

1. Saint Francis came from a well off family. He didn't need to experience poverty to appreciate those suffering from it. It is important to remember not to think we are better than someone else, just because their circumstances are different then our own. We should always have sympathy and compassion towards others.

2. Saint Francis was a normal person. He went to parties and festivals, he ran around Assisi with his friends, he spent way too much money. But God was able to work with him. God was able to do amazing things with Saint Francis. This says to me that God can use anyone, and therefore we should all be ready to be used by God.

3. Sometimes, you have to see the bigger picture. People in Assisi were consumed with making money, with being better than their neighbors and hating the people in Perugia. The people in Perugia were consumed with making money, intrigue, and hating the people in Assisi. The two cities fought for decades. But once someone, Saint Francis, put the focus on something bigger, God, then there was peace.


I don't want to be Saint Olson. I don't know if that would even be possible. But I want to be able to rest easy, knowing that I tried my best to make things better for everyone around me. When I'm gone, I want people to be proud of what I did for my community. I want Charlotte/Concord to be my own little Assisi.

Saint Francis

I've been reading a book on Saint Francis of Assisi. I really think its good to learn about the saints. To be honest, I have a really hard time reading most of the Old Testament, because of the way its written. I also have a hard time reading some of the letters of Paul. I really do well reading the Gospels and that helps a lot. I also do well reading historical books or kind of scholarly books on the Bible. So I'm going to try and do that, while also trying to keep reading all three sections of the Bible.

Anyway, here's a little about Saint Francis. I expect to write more as I plow through the book.


Saint Francis is the patron saint of animals, birds and the environment. He is also the basis for the Franciscan Order, which is one of the main orders of friars in the Catholic faith. Saint Francis was from Italy, and was the son of a prominent merchant and business man. Francis didn't begin life very "saintly". He was the son of a merchant and spent money extravagantly on his friends. He was also a singer and dancer and performed at festivals. He even fought in a war between his city, Assisi, and a rival city, Perugia.

Before Saint Francis went to war, he was a happy go lucky youth. During the war, he was taken prisoner, and his innocence, to an extent, was shattered. However, during his imprisonment, he began to turn his attitude around. He felt that even though he was stuck in prison (a medieval prison being much more horrible than the disturbing conditions we have in American prison's today), he said that "his spirit was free." The other prisoners assumed he had gone insane.

Saint Francis would be released from prison, but would not go back to his previous life as an extravagant merchant's son. Instead, he took a vow of poverty and took care of the most persecuted and least loved people in Assisi, including lepers. Saint Francis inspired others and preached against love of money and against the different feudal divisions that were dividing his land.

In the next post, I'm going to write about what I've learned and taken away from Saint Francis' story so far.

Something that happened to me

I've been trying to get my spiritual life in order. I did really well when I was little, around elementary school. Then I realized how messed up my family was, and things kind of got out of whack. I've been trying to put things back together the last few years, starting when I did a semester abroad in Asheville, and I think I'm getting closer. I had an experience a few weeks ago that made me think about it.

I was driving back from Concord and I was praying. I usually listen to music, but I wasn't that day. I was just thinking about my future and wondering what God wanted me to do. I'll have my masters in May and I still don't know what I'm supposed to do. So I was driving in my car, praying, and I heard two words:

"Trust me."

I feel like that was what God wanted me to hear. Honestly, I feel like I heard God. Maybe I'm crazy, but I don't think so.

I've noticed that I hear God, or can at least have a better idea what God wants from me when I calm down, focus, and pray. I think that's the whole point of church, to have a quiet place where everyone can hear God's voice. I think a lot of people that lack religion can't hear God because they aren't listening.

I'm going to try and do what I heard God tell me. I'm going to try and trust God, and not freak out about the future. I don't know what I'm going to do in eight months, but I think that if I just keep working hard, and listening for guidance, I'll end up where I'm supposed to end up. Oddly enough, its not scary for me when I think about God being in control. I do my part, and God will do the rest. Its active trust. Its not, "I will sit on my butt and do nothing and expect God to bless me", its more like trying to do the best I can, and trusting God to do the rest.

I hope it works out. I believe it will.

Religion

I've been thinking a lot about religion lately. I think that there is a problem with laziness when it comes to people's views on religion. I think it is incredibly lazy to think religion is all made up and useless. I also think that being a fundamentalist, and believing that we should stone gay people, and thinking the earth is 10,000 years old, or whatever, is incredibly lazy. I think that religion should be somewhere in between, although I may be validating myself.

I think religion can and should be a guide for individuals. I don't think that rules for everyone should be made from religion. America's laws are based on the Constitution, not the Bible, and it is very important to remember that. At the same time, religion offers meaning and guidance that a secular document can't provide. Religion also offers some common sense, when everyone seems to reject it.

As far as common sense goes, most religions tell people not to have pre-marital sex. This is a good thing. It is seen as a bad, naive thing, but its a good thing. I think sex can be beautiful. I don't think sex is wrong or evil. But at the same time, unprotected sex leads to a lot of bad consequences, such as pregnancy and disease. Sex is supposed to be emotional. Sex is supposed to mean something. I know some people think sex can just be for fun, and I guess that's their prerogative. But I think it should be meaningful and emotional. Its true that some people get married and don't love each other, but I think that "don't have sex until your married" is a nice, concise way of saying "sex is beautiful and intimate, but done improperly, can cause many negative physical and emotional side effects."

Married people have better sex. They have it more often and it is more meaningful. That doesn't mean gay people shouldn't be allowed to be married, it doesn't mean I'm going to vote for Robin Hayes. But it is important to accept that sex should be special and should mean something. There are a lot of negative aspects to marriage; it has basically been used to control women for thousands of years, but that doesn't mean there aren't any benefits to marriage. Just because its been done wrong before does not mean it can't be done right. And that's my larger thought about religion. Just because people have messed it up doesn't mean there isn't truth in it.

Religion is important because it holds us to a higher standard than we hold ourselves. Secular government, which I'm a big fan of, basically asks us not to kill or rob each other. Religion can hold us up to much higher standards. And holding yourself to a higher standard is important for self respect.

I'm doing pretty well, by secular standards. I have a good, stable job. I don't have any addictions. I pay my bills. That's pretty much all the government and Citibank require of me. So should I be content? Or should I try and better myself? At a certain point, we're past the "Competent Member of Society" mark. Once you pay your bills, don't mess up other people's lives (for instance by impregnating people in high school), and generally don't embarrass yourself, you reach Competent Member of Society level. But there should be more than that. There should be more to life than that.

I've been praying a lot. I've been trying to figure out what God wants from me. I want to be who God wants me to be. I think about the examples from religion, Christ, the saints, that sort of thing. I'm never going to be as good as Jesus or as good as Saint Francis. But I'd rather shoot for that then try to be content. I want to be somewhere in between Competent Member of Society and Saint Francis.

So that's what religion is to me. It's holding myself to a higher standard. Its difficult. Its very difficult. Nothing is easier than being an alcoholic or hanging out at strip clubs. But when I'm eighty years old, and getting ready to leave this world, I don't want to think about the horrible things I've done. I don't want to cross my fingers and hope I've done more good than bad. I want to be able to go to sleep for the last time with the knowledge that I tried to be the best person that I could be.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Chloe Pictures






What is this bad kitten searching for? Probably something to pounce on (which is usually my role).



Clo in the cat pagoda. Yes I bought her a cat pagoda. Why? Because she's cute.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Mos Def

Real Time with Bill Maher was on, and he had both Cornel West and Mos Def, two of my favorite people. I would paraphrase Cornel West, but its impossible to paraphrase him. (Read Race Matters and Democracy Matters). But I can paraphrase Mos Def.

Mos Def on terrorism: "I know there are people who want to kill Americans. There called the police. I'm black, do you think I'm afraid of Bin Laden? The police killing people is terrorism the same as blowing people up. The only difference is that one is state sponsored."

Mos Def on Obama: "Of course Obama can be president. First, he's good looking. Secondly, the country is completely f-ed up. And whenever something in America is completely f-ed up, they let the black people have it."


The best part was at the end of the interview, when Bill Maher dropped a Mos Def lyric quote. And NOBODY else got it. Not one of his hippie California communist audience got it, Cornel West didn't get it, but Mos Def got it and I got it. It was a lyric from "Sunshine". The lyric that bill quoted, I'm the shot clock, way above the game. Actually, Bill said game clock, but I still got it right away. Bill even smiled and said "See, I listen to your music."

Anyway, in honor of Bill Maher, here's my favorite Mos Def lyrics.


From "War":

War is a global economic phenomenon
Ain't a batch of guns on where, hellfire
Spittin', run up everything they hittin'
Some do they job to dodge the barrage
As sleek projectiles never stay bound
Fire bite invades the night with light
Loud, fighter planes shout shell rain
When they shot to kill cops on the terrain
And leave any brain that may remain stained
You god damn right this war goin' too far
Socialists think they converse with the stars
Wars found, my find the beauty in the stars
I level with death even beneath radar
I level with death even beneath radar
I level with death and she got pretty eyes
Nobody told me death was so damn fine
I go to sleep with that girl on my mind
Wake up in a sea, I wanna fire in line
Grab my heat, then it's get down time
One day I'ma make that girl all mine
But for now I'm a soldier abidin' my time
Writin' my rhyme behind enemy lines
Palestine, Kosovo, Cashmere
No different than the avenues right here
An increase in the murder rate each year
Paramilitary unit keep the streets clear
Curtains up on the theatre of warfare
Dramatic politics nightly preformed here
Worldwide from Colombia to Columbine
Don holders keep ya dollar signs on the line
And from "Sunshine":

I don't hate players, I don't love the game
I'm the shot clock, way above the game
To be point blank with you motherfuck the game
I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play
You can show the little shorties how you pump and fake
But dog, Not to def, I'm not impressed
I'm not amused, I'm not confused, I'm not to dude
I'm grown man business, and I am not in school
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my +J.O.+ with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh, like I'm still a day old
And it's been like that since the day yo
On more time than a Roley, or Seiko
Step on deck, your neck do what I say so
Get up or get out, get down or lay low
Verse 2:
Slim nigga that casts a big shadow
Cherokee red to shoot the long arrow
Got more skill, more aim, and more ammo
You can get it all from a big or small barrel
Like, hail Mary, full of grace
Niggaz come in and shoot up the place
And make you pull up your face
The deck, I'm a pull out the ace
From the jungles of the empire state
where it ain't no escape,
247, 718 And thats like every night, every day
From the place that I settle and stay
To the states, I'm collecting my pay
Blast off then I'm back to the K
Hold it down so my family straight
Represent in a family way
Pro ball not for amateur play
Been raw since the amateur stage
Before the press had the cameras raised
Verse 3:
Cause it is deeper, sweeter, richer, crisper
Stronger reception and sharper picture
Revolve around God, and involve with niggaz
These elements I perform my scripture
And make Mos Def a classic modern figure
Brooklyn it don't matter if you holler or whisper
Your coming through clan, 'cause I'm right here wit'cha
Ain't gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya
Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers
The lovers, the leavers, the doubters, believers
The stayers, the quitters, the bitches, the niggaz
Rebel guerrillas the ghetto civilians
Y'all 'gon feel it from the first to the millionth
It's extra, ordinary and plain
I walk a thousand paces of light ahead of the game
By the time you get where I'm standing, I'll be gone
Y'all make moves, but y'all just move on
I move in, and y'all must move on
'Cause I move to strong
And I know what my feet move for
Made it go without a brand new car
Made it fresh without a brand new song
And give a fuck about what brand you are
I'm concerned what type of man you are
What your principles and standards are
You understand me y'all
Be good to your family y'all
No matter where your families are
'Cause everybody needs family y'all
Raise a hand, you understand me y'all

Loser Post College Jobs

Maybe I'm becoming more judgmental. Okay, I am becoming more judgmental. I thank God for the Internet, because it allows me to find out what people I went to high school with are now doing. And most of the time, its not very impressive. Sure, you could flunk out of college, but a person who flunks out may have an interesting story to tell. Tales of alcohol poisoning and drug addiction can at least be interesting. The worst, I think, is the people that actually graduate, and then take loser jobs. (Maybe you should have gone to a real college rather than a fifteen hundred person liberal arts or a five hundred person Pentecostal school).

Anyway, here it goes.

Worst Post College Job

1. Big box stores. Wal-Mart, Best Buy, Target, we all know you didn't really want to work there. I've never heard anyone say "Man, I really want to work in the Tire Section at Wal-Mart." Bonus points if you're still a cashier or stocker. Seriously, you have a degree and still can't be a manager? How hard is this?

2. Bank Teller. A bachelor's degree and all you got was a crappy job at Wachovia! Although your grandmother may not know it, bank tellers make NO money. Plus you have to deal with people who bounce checks and with me. Yes, I do make tellers deposit my change. What am I going to do with pennies? Its always fun to go up to someone I went to high school with, hand them a eight thousand dollar check from the University and twenty dollars in nickels. Bonus points for being a bank teller in Charlotte, the number two financial hub in the country. You really couldn't work in an office?

3. Working for your family. You have a degree............and you work as a hostess at your Dad's restaurant? Kill yourself. Now. Or marry that hot bank teller from First Charter!

4. Sales/marketing. Who knew that with a Communications degree you'd be fully qualified to sell copiers! You must really be living the dream! I remember when I was little, and they asked me what I wanted to do when I grow up, I said "I want to cold call people and harass them to by industrial appliances!"

5. Elementary/middle school teacher. Sorry about this one, but come on. Can you really live with yourself when you went to school for four years, to teach second grade? You know why we don't pay teachers a lot? Um, because their job isn't hard. I'm pretty sure I was qualified to teach second graders when I was in third grade. You don't love kids, you just want the summer off, so you can go to bars in mass and get hit on by even bigger losers.

Elementary/middle school teachers are not only useless, but they enforce our patriarchy. Can we please stop this nonsense? Millions of mildly intelligent women are wasting their lives, and actually approving of the anti-feminist nature of their job. "I love watching children". Stop!!!!!!

Get a real dream. Come on! Its not 1953. You don't have to be involved in child care. Go to law school. Be an engineer. Do something. If we want a balanced, sane society, we need male and female teachers. And for the love of God, can we stop having female second grade teachers and male chemistry teachers? You went to school. Next time you're reincarnated, choose the harder major.

If you're not going to do the most challenging thing possible, don't go to college!

Why Is This Legal?

Oh America. The land where porn, strip clubs, violent video games and assault rifles are legal. How is any of this helpful?

Is it that much to ask that we don't allow games where people violently kill other people? I understand that the world is violent, but we don't need to market instruction manuels on violence to little kids. At least if you tell someone about the genocide in Darfur, people will develop a sense of morality, i.e. that it is wrong and should be shot. In video games there is no moral component. And as a man, with many loser friends, let me say that people do genuinely like the most violent games possible.

Should the State restrict peoples access to violent video games? Should the State restrict access to pornography? Should the State be allowed to tell people what to and what not to consume? Um, yes. That's kind of the idea behind laws. The State says we can only go 65 on the Interstate, the State says we can't kill others, the State says we can't rob others. While this does restrict my ability to speed, kill and rob others, I gladly accept it in exchange for others not doing the same to me. (Okay, maybe not speeding).

To qoute James Madison, who was able to help form the country without the aid of video games, assault rifles and Ye Olde Strip Club, "If men were angels, no government would be necessary."

Nicknames, or why Hunter's a moron

Nicknames, although lame, can be useful. As a general rule, nicknames should either be descriptive or ironic. Of course there is the Southern reason for nicknames, the fact that everyone decides to name everyone else after the same person. Five guys in the family named Dale? Well, we'll just call one Dale Senior, one Dale Junior, one Bobby Dale, one Dale Bobby and one Dale Bobby Junior Senior. But as a general rule, nicknames should be either descriptive or ironic.

Descriptive: Your friend named John weighs three hundred pounds, he is now "Big John". See how that's useful? Which John? Big John. Your friend has no morals? Well that's what the term slutty was created for. Your friend steals? Well Crackhead Tom is a fun little shorthand to warn the rest of the world.

Ironic: My brother Josh is a sinner and is going to Hell when he dies. So I call him "Preacher". He accepts this much as he accepts that he's going to Hell when he dies. So its mildly amusing but also informative. Ironic nicknames are especially useful because they allow you to insult someone without them being offended.

Now some people feel the need to give nicknames that are neither ironic nor descriptive. Morons like Hunter. For example, he calls my cat "Tiny" despite the fact that I inform him that is not her name. In addition, Chloe is not in fact tiny, she is the average size for a cat. If Chloe was full grown and half a pound, Tiny might be more appropriate, but she's not. Hunter also calls his girlfriend "Little One" in spite of the fact that she is taller than him. Not a foot and a half taller than him, where it would be ironic, but tall enough that he feels the need to compensate by calling her Little One.

Unfortunately, there is not yet a law in place allowing me to kill people I deem to be too stupid to function properly in society. Still, I think words should either have meanings or they shouldn't.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Its Beginning to Feel a Lot Like Christmas

My dear friend and lover, Larry Craig, is back in the news. He has committed not only one unforgivable Republican sin, read Leviticus, but another. Larry has flip flopped!

First, he was going to resign. Now? Not so much.

Not only is he not going to resign, but he's also going to try and get his guilty plea reversed. Hopefully, going into next November, he'll be cruising bathrooms in the Senate. The best thing, in my opinion, is that he is trying to get a guilty plea reversed. If you write the nation's laws, shouldn't you know a little bit about, I don't know, the nation's legal system?

Too much fun.

If you're going to make the effort anyway......

So I had to teach an 8:30 statistics lab, which is probably a bad idea. I had to do a little blurb about academic integrity. I went over the reasons for not cheating, i.e. never getting into grad school, never getting a government job, it makes kittens cry. But I think I came up with a more persuasive reason.

If you're already going to make an effort, just do your own work. (This is what I told them. I come up with great ideas early in the morning).

In order to cheat, or plagiarize, you have to steal someone else's work. You can't just make something up. If you made something up, you would be a moron, rather than a person with no integrity. In order to have a lack of integrity, you have to actually do something wrong. So I told my class that they might as well just do the work. It takes around the same amount of time to steal someone's work as it does to do your own.

I've never stolen a paper off the Internet, but I assume you have to search for it, and then purchase it. In order to write a paper, you just have to search on the Library's website. I'm pretty sure that I could write a paper in less time than it takes to steal a paper.

So that was my great reason not to cheat. Because cheating takes too much time. I think I might be the Buddha. I must refer to myself as the Enlightened One.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Damn Yankees

There is a very angry middle aged woman from Conneticut who is in my terrorism class. "Bush is the worst president in history!" Um, the first ten or so allowed slavery, genocide against the Native Americans and stole half of Mexico, so they have to be worse. "Israel is the worst persecuter!" If you can't admit that the situation in Palestine is complicated, um, you might be from Conneticut. "The United States did horrible things A, B, C, D....." I know, I know, but come on. How is this line of thought helpful?

But then, Conneticut woman had to talk crap about North Carolina. Don't talk crap about my state. Especially when there's not a valid complaint. "North Carolina's racist!" I'm pretty sure the only city Martin Luther King got chased out of was Chicago. "We don't get it!" Its true, we don't understand what you're saying. Because you're an irrational conspiracy theorist who thinks we're to blame for all the problems in the world, which is kind of like thinking your boyfriend left you at prom because HE did everything wrong, ignoring that you are in fact, insane.

So feel free to leave my fair state. I'm sorry that all 8 million people in North Carolina are all backwards, especially all the people who have moved here from other parts of the country. Lets do a fun little comparison:

North Carolina has:

A good climate, where we don't get buried under eight feet of snow.
A good economy. Would you rather look for a job in Detroit, Cleveland, Syracuse or Charlotte?
We have beaches and mountains.
We even have irrational hippies that think that Bush is the Devil and 9/11 was really a conspiracy. We keep hippies in Chapel Hill and Asheville, and we tolerate them, even though they are annoying. Which makes us.........tolerant.
We have a Division II football team that beats Michigan. We have five Division I football teams that get beat by everyone. There's something there.

Conneticut has:

A really good women's college basketball team.
Annoying hippies.
Townships? Maybe?
Maple syrup?
Joe Biden?


In conclusion, if you're a hippie, be a friendly hippie, not an angry hippie. And don't talk crap about my state. Especially when you moved her.

Fun Conversation From Terrorism Class #3

So here's the scenario from Tuesday night. Its about our old friend Bin Laden.

In the beginning of our Global War on Terror/Struggle Against Extremism/Long War, we started off by saying we were going to kill Osama Bin Laden. I was cool with that. If you're going to kill civilians, then you're not playing by the rules, and you have to go. For years there were constant updates, Bin Laden's in this cave or that, we shot at him, etc.

And then, Bush just kind of stopped talking about him. I thought it was because he launched an inept, horrible war in Iraq, and that quagmire was too much of a distraction. Dr. Combs has her own theory. And when I say its her own theory, its also been written up in numerous, public government reports.

It boils down to this:

If Bin Laden is captured, we can't try him. No one else will try him. Pakistan will blow up if they try him. If we take him to Kansas, the world will hate us more. (How much more can they hate us? Well, somehow my mother does more and more retarded things. I often think, how many more retarded things can my mother do, but she always suprises me). In the end, we can't arrest him and try him.

If we kill Bin Laden, um, people get kind of mad. Once again, how much angrier can they get? Well, how much dumber can my mother get? At least at a theoretical level, there is a higher level of anger/stupidity. Bin Laden's people also don't want him killed, because there would be a power struggle. Its kind of like the mob. Bin Laden goes, and his two or three deputies have to fight it out.

So the theory goes that if Bin Laden is killed...............wait for it...........no one will say a thing. Bush won't say anything, because it will further inflame people. Bin Laden's people won't say anything, because there would have to be a power struggle. So Bin Laden could actually be dead, and if dead, its in the best interest of everyone involved not to say anything.

Now that is some crazy Tony Soprano mafia stuff.

In forty years or so, some declassified file will be released and we'll find out the truth. Of course by then, we'll all be dead from global warming or............BIRD FLU!!!!!!!

Fun Conversation From Terrorism Class #2

Fun facts about Hurricane Katrina.

Apparently, one of the reasons that all those people were stuck on roofs for days is because of federalism. Not the federal government, but federalism. In order for the federal government, i.e. FEMA, to come in, the LOCAL government has to ask for help. If the LOCAL government doesn't ask for help, the feds can't come in. Technically, the Federal government can declare a state of emergency, but over two hundred years, the Federal government has never actually done that.

FEMA told the local government in New Orleans that they had to ask for help 72 hours before the hurricane hit. And the well run government of New Orleans not only did not ask for help, it did not announce its evacuation plan until 36 hours before the hurricane hit. "Hey guys, you've got a day and a half, lets evacuate hundreds of thousands of people! It will work!"

And there were weeks before a state of emergency was declared. There are transcripts with the people from FEMA calling the government in New Orleans, begging them to allow FEMA in. And the local government did nothing.

Bush is to blame for a lot of things. But he can't be held responsible because Mayor Nagen is a moron who lacks the moral courage to ask for help under dire circumstances.

There's a reason that Florida gets hit by hurricanes every year, but people don't get stranded on roofs. All politics may not be local, but a lot of screwups are.

Fun Conversation From Terrorism Class #1

I'm taking "Fighting Terrorism" for my MPA. Why? Because I wanted to take something easy. I have suffered through budgeting, human resources, multiple statistics classes, and I just want to take something easy. Anyway, here's the first fun thing I learned from Dr. Combs:

WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE FROM BIRD FLU! AHHHHHHHHHH!


Apparently we're all going to die from avian flu. Kind of like we were supposed to die from SARS and other made up things. If ten people in Hong Kong die from something weird, its only a few weeks before it destroys are civilization.

I hope that God loves me enough not to let me die from something as lame sounding as bird flu. Lord, please kill me in the rioting that ensues after the collapse of our country because of the bird flu, not from the actual flu.

D.L. Hughley

I remember being ten or eleven, and watching TV late at night. Because I already had a degenerate brother who had already impregnated someone, I stayed away from the porn channels. But since I have mild insomnia (is that possible?) I would stay up and watch comedians. Chris Rock, George Carlin, D.L. Hughley. My liberal bias was shaped in part because of those men. Although my religious feelings, not so much shaped by George Carlin. Don't be so angry George, things really aren't that bad.

Anyway, D.L. Hughley is going to have another comedy special. They were showing clips from it, and this is my favorite so far:

D.L. in the awkward white guy voice: "Is America really ready for a black president?"
D.L. in indignant black guy voice: "After the mutha f----er we have now?"

Good stuff.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

My poor girl

I had to get the world's cutest cat, Chloe, spayed today. They're just now doing her procedure even though I took her in at 8 this morning. So my poor girl has been waiting alone for almost five hours. I should have sat with her but I had a meeting this morning with UFS. Well that won't happen again. I will sit outside in the lobby like the obsessive, irrational pet parent that I am.

I am becoming more and more aware of how protective I am. If I ever have kids, I suggest no one messes with them. I will run through people like Sherman ran through South Carolina. Make my son cry or tell my daughter she can't be whatever she wants to be, and I swear to God I will sack your city like Genghis Khan! Mess with my future hypothetical children and Hiroshima will look like a couple of sparklers at a Fourth of July party.

Do not mess with my children, human or animal, or I will crush you. I am capable of being Genghis Olson. Barbarians would do well to stay behind the wall.

Monday, September 3, 2007

Things that help my mood (Besides gay Idaho senators)

This is the college football edition of things that help my mood.

First, Florida State is getting beat by Clemson 24 to 3 in the third quarter. They have 82 total yards so far. Do I hate them because their offensive coordinator is named Jimbo? No, I'm from the South, not that part of the South, but still from the South. Do I hate them because they produced Chris Weinke? Um, yeah, that's part of it. But the main reason? Because they insist on putting a white guy in face paint, pretending to be a Native American.

Notre Dame got beat 30 to 3 by Georgia Tech.

Virginia gained 110 total yards against the powerhouse that is Wyoming. Maybe if your school wasn't founded by a slave owner.....(I'm more of a Hamilton than a Jefferson guy. Read Jefferson. He was insane. I promise. Read it.)

NC State, which is the finest agricultural school in Raleigh, was beaten 25 to 23 by the University of Central Florida. Who goes to NC State and why? I have never figured that one out, despite living in North Carolina for 10 years.

I wish I was..........

This guy.



Victor Harris. Not only did he basically win a game for Virginia Tech, he also has the nickname "Macho." Plus, he can outrun me if he was on foot and I was in my car.


Poor Michigan

I actually have an App State t-shirt somewhere in my closet. I just hate that they had to beat a great academic school that appreciates diversity. There are plenty of shaddy borderline racist schools in the top 25 that App could have beaten. Plus they lost on two blocked field goals. Lame. So lame.

Oh well. At least Virginia Tech won. And the Charlotte 49ers are undefeated! Since 1946!