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Thursday, May 27, 2004

New York Fucking City

Let the re-cord show [as Claire Huxtable used to say] that I am New York City.

I'm guessing pretty much every person that reads this blog is thinking, "duh."

What are you?

Leave your results in the comments section or email me if you prefer.

In case any of you are thinking I took the quiz 10 times until I got the right combo for New York City I'll say this, my first time with honest, gut reaction answers came out New York. After that I changed my answers several times to see if it changed because naturally a couple answers would change depending on my mood. Of the 7-8 different times I submitted my answers only twice did I come up with a different city.

Both times is was.....[I can't believe this] Cleveland.



Apparently if you like beer and only beer, you're Cleveland. That seems to be why I got Cleveland twice. Apparently the only thing separating New York from Cleveland is a little liquor. Luckily for me, I like acohol first and foremost, then beer.

via The Agitator

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

As if....

I'd miss an opportunity to laugh hysterically at the United Nations.
Bill Cosby

I've been thinking of ending this whole blogging thing until/unless I come up with a good group blog and theme.

But I had to post this because it came up again in the blogosphere, he won't cave to other "black leader's" pressure, and I feel so strongly about it.

Bill Cosby is a new hero of mine not for his humor, though I do enjoy it, but for his statements about being black in contemporary America.

Friday, May 21, 2004


I'm mentioned in a post yesterday over at the Agitator for passing along this article, which came to me via Elena.

I knew it'd piss off Radley as much as it did me and he gets far more traffic than I ever will. He also took the time to find the name of the asshole for all to write to. Brilliant.

During my lunch time blog roundup today I saw that the post was picked up by Hit and Run and also the Volokh Conspiracy. Awesome.

If you'd like to send in your two cents to the school board [schoolboard@rrdo.rrps.k12.nm.us] or school system, please do.

Thursday, May 20, 2004


I think we all know someone who has one of these.
Fond Farewell

I went out for coffee this evening and stopped by my local magazine store to pick up a subscription card for World Press Review, an indispensible magazine for anyone interested in the political affairs of pretty much everywhere. I flipped through it twice but had no luck finding a card so I started looking for subscription information in the front cover. That's when I read a letter from the editor announcing that the current issue is their last. The Stanley Foundation is discontinuing the magazine to focus its efforts elsewhere.

It's not clear yet whether they'll continue running the website or not.

It would be a terrible loss if that goes as well. I hope they choose to maintain it.
Hollywood goes on a nature walk

Hollywood has teamed up with a some of the more kooky strains of professional "environmentalists" [also known as twits] in one of this summer's first major blockbusters. They're actually trying to suggest that while the time frame is somewhat condensed for filming purposes this is actually not that far fetched. Sympathizers are of course are trying to deny that anyone is suggeting that we take this movie even slightly seriously. Apparently they didn't actually browse the movie's site. And I quote, "There's more truth than hype." Nobody denies that changes are and will occur but the extent to which that will happen and its effects are vastly over blown by alarmists.

Sometimes I wish the fucking rapture would occur just so all these nut cases will no longer take up space on this planet.

from Elena, again.

You've got to read this one to believe it.

props to Elena

Wednesday, May 19, 2004


My office building installed new toilets today.

Ordinarily not a blog worthy event.

Except for the fact that these new toilets are fucking hardcore.

Our old ones were granny toilets that flushed like each time would be their last.

After the toilets on our floor were installed today I wondered into the lil' boyz room to test out the craftsmenship. Everything seemed to go smoothly until I hit the handle to flush.


If I hadn't just expunged all unnecessary waste I would've pissed myself! I literally jumped back and found myself pinned to the wall wimpering like a school boy from the thundering avalanche of water released into the toilet bowl.

They need to warn people about that shit!

Tuesday, May 18, 2004


I want to head off any vicious rumors you may soon be hearing about me. I can assure you they are NOT true.

Any of them.

Yes, I bought a Mariners hooded sweatshirt at a Mariners game tonight, but only out of desparation because my date carelessly forgot to bring her own sweatshirt so I kindly let her wear mine.

To make up for it we stopped by the Baltic Room [where any self-respecting Seattlite would find themselves on a Tuesday night] for some down and dirty drum n bass afterword. And I do mean down and dirty. It was the nastiest [that's a good thing for the uninitiated] jungle music I've heard in a long while.

Feels sooooo good.

Thursday, May 13, 2004


You can now tell me exactly what you think of me publicly by clicking on the little link at the bottom of each post.

Wait, why am I excited about this again?
Still testing...
Pardon Me

I'm testing something....

This won't mean much to most readers, but I was just reminded of a dream I had the other night.

I was back in Wakarusa, Indiana and stopped into Cook's Pizza. For the unfortunate few who have never ventured to Wakarusa, Cook's Pizza [far left, fourth picture down, fin the foreground is Jeanette's fabric boutique owned by Jeanette Prenkert my former neighbor and mom of one of my closest friends from kindergarden through high school, then Village Video who's selection of about 200 videos provides me with my only form of entertainment each Christmas, and to the right of that is Cook's Pizza with the bench out front where the amish teenagers hang out on Sunday night's to socialize before drag racing each other home in their buggy's]is pretty much the only gig in town and its located right on the town square, which is to say the stop light at the intersection of Wakarusa's 2 busiest streets. For a little context, once while in college I was eating at Cook's with 2 friends I had brought home for the weekend. They nearly fell out of their chairs laughing when an amish kid, aged 10 maybe, driving a tractor pulled up and stopped at the light waiting for it to turn green.

Anyway, as I'm sure you've already noted Wakarusa is not the most acommodating place for a vegan [or former vegan, before the flood of corrections hits my inbox, Liz] to eat. Think salads made of white, wilting iceburg lettuce buried under strips of beef or chicken. But while I was waiting to place my order I noticed that they had expanded their menu to include veganburgers. I shit you not. I was stunned.

Then I woke up.

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Online gaming

This is probably the single most fascinating article I've ever blogged.

Did you know there are companies whose sole purpose is to buy online gaming property such as dragon slaying axes [they have much cooler names for all this stuff] and sell it at a profit? As usual eBay is a treasure trove for this stuff but increasingly people purchase their goods on other gaming sites.

Social scientists have pounced on the creation of these virtual currency markets and worlds for evidence for everything from socialism to libertarianism. However, economists have mostly ignored the papers written by the economist Edward Castronova, whose insight into the economics of these virtual worlds led to mainstream coverage of it.

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Urinal Test

From the Agitator comes an updated version of one of the earliest internet quizzes I can remember. And the most accurate.

Additional comments about proper peeing etiquette -


NO Talking, unless it's a good friend... but even then, keep it terse and unemotional. This ain't no clubhouse.

I don't think we need to tell you, absolutely NO touching of anyone other than yourself. A touch of another's elbow is of the highest offense.

NO Singing. Period.

Glances are for purposes of acknowledgment only..."Yeah, I see you there. I will not look again".


Thursday, May 06, 2004

New Theories

Arab conspiracy theorists continue to take make AdBusters proud.

via hit and run

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

Fucking Fools

Apologists for communism and their memory holes.

I won't spoil the whole article for you by, well, copy and pasting it all here, but this is a juicy sample -


• Miami University’s Robert W. Thurston, in his 1996 book Life and Terror in Stalin’s Russia, rejects the overwhelming evidence that Stalin’s purges took the lives of millions. He concedes only 681,692 executions in the years 1937 and 1938, and a mere 2.5 million arrests. Even using those low-ball figures, that means that nearly one of every 20 adult Soviet males went to prison and that more than 900 of them were executed per day. Nonetheless, Thurston says Stalin has gotten a bad rap: There was no "mass terror...extensive fear did not exist...[and] Stalin was not guilty of mass first-degree murder."


It never ceases to amaze me the stupidity and willful ignorance that comes out of American univerisities.

I'm under a vicious deadline this week so my reading/blogging time has ground to a halt.

Over dinner [at my desk at work for the third night in a row] I did a little reading that I'll pass along to you.

Richard Florida is still defending his theories. [via political theory]

Iran, pro-America. Sorta. This article reminds me of a girl I met in Florence, Italy one evening while I was traveling in school. We got into International Relations [imagine that happening with me] which she studied in school. I was, and still am, pulling for Turkey to lead the middle east out of theocracy and into democracy, she said she was throwing her chips in with Iran. I'd never heard anyone say that before. But ever since then I've noticed that things have been happening there. More than once since that evening I thought she was going to turn out to be correct.

The Iranian link is to a Kristoff editorial in the NY Times. It's short and full of interesting anecdotes such as -


Oh, that one instance when I was treated inhospitably? That was in a teahouse near the Isfahan bazaar, where I was interviewing religious conservatives. They were warm and friendly, but a group of people two tables away went out of their way to be rude, yelling at me for being an American propagandist. So I finally encountered hostility in Iran — from a table full of young Europeans.


Partly because being pro-American is a way to take a swipe at the Iranian regime, anything American, from blue jeans to "Baywatch," is revered. At the bookshops, Hillary Clinton gazes out from three different pirated editions of her autobiography.

`It's a best seller, though it's not selling as well as Harry Potter," said Heidar Danesh, a bookseller in Tehran. "The other best-selling authors are John Grisham, Sidney Sheldon, Danielle Steel."


[via hit and run]

Saturday, May 01, 2004

Paint Blogging

I attempted to finish painting my living room today. It didn't happen.

And no, it's not because i was drinking whiskey and Coke the whole time. I'm cat sitting and have to go feed and play with the cutest kitties you've ever seen. [yes, I'm kissing ass, get over it]

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