Joe the plumber 'fights' with Israeli reporter


The two biggest problems I have with the above interaction:

1. Asking if a country is 'bad' displays a complete lack of comprehension regarding modern international politics/warfare. Only someone with a sixth grade view of ethics would attempt to describe an entire country as 'bad' (especially in the context he does here).

2. Joe is exactly what he says he is against (unbiased reporting). only he doesn't seem to realize it, which is always dangerous.

i went looking for a interesting picture of oatmeal. i had designs to put it on this blog with the caption 'oat-meal'. just for kicks, really, but also a reference to amount of oatmeal on the menu plan below. anyway, some-one beat me to it - this is (or from, possibly) "Relah Eckstein’s OAT-MEAL"


yep. that's the ticket.

NEW YEARS


For the week starting 01/05/09

Listening to: Pacific Street by Hem

Reading: The Civilization of the Middle Ages by Norman F. Cantor


Looking to Move.

I need to be tested. I live a comfortable life, comparably (to those in poverty town). The biggest stress in my life right now is the fact that I lost the key to the mailbox. Of course, given my worry-wort tendencies, this is a big deal in my life at the moment. I was telling a co-worker today that the biggest lie that your parents tell you is in fact not told, but a lie of omission. They give you the impression that life takes care of itself. It does not. It is one crisis, or trouble, after another. If it's not finding the money to make the rent it's finding the money to pay the locksmith, buy a toothbrush, replace your broken ass car, or pay for your kid's braces. It could be that I am always preoccupied with minor crisis of my own making, but I suspect it's the same for everyone. ah adulthood. fuck it.

On to the testing
As I was saying, I need to be tested. not for HIV or herpes (I was and I am all clear - doc called last week), but to really see how capable I am. If I weren't such a pacifist I'd join the army or something. Or become a monk, if I wasn't so anti-religion. I think that's why I considered the Peace Corps. My job tests my patience, not my skill level or intelligence. c'est la vie.


Looking forward to: New Years in Vegas.

The National had it right: "it went the dull and wicked ordinary way."

I wanted to listen to some music and escape,
but everything I have
reminds me of me.

I've had it with Sarah Palin. She is being used in a cynical campaign, she is unfit for the vice presidency, and a complete joke. She is barely qualified to run a state that is less populous or diverse than an average gated community in Southern California. She should be ashamed of herself - or at least she would be, but she's not that smart.

HOLY CHRISTMAS, WE'RE FUCKED

On a wondering trip I came across a tired fellow traveler who pointed me in the direction of a famed waffle house. He said to me: "Ho, hungry wanderer, lift your spirits, lay down your burdens and sate your butter desires." I asked him why he had not satisfied himself at this spot of syrupy heaven and he said, "oh but i did, and it left me in such a state. I writhed in pain, my limbs convulsed and i did wreck my head against the wall. you see sir, a gypsy once cursed me. I may never enjoy carbohydrates."

Robin fights the power the only way she knows how.

So I thought, "Why not? Let's do this bitch, mmkay?"