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Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Hump-Day Distractions

Wednesday already? Wow, time flies when you're a puppy-parent!

I've been doing this Blog thing for five months now, and while I've tried to keep it light and airy and fun (note: the title!), I am a bit politically oriented.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Stories have come and gone, but the last few months have been almost non-stop with the "Story-of-the-week-destined-to-topple-the Bush-Administration", yet he's still there, smirkin' and jerkin'. The DSM couldn't do it. Rover-gate wasn't up to snuff. The extended vacation failed. Cindy Sheehan came close, what with Iraq's "Bloody August" lending a hand. Katrina blew up, then petered out, with no thanks to Georgie's smart-mouthed mom.

What we have left is:
  • The US is so much in debt right now that no future president will have an alternative to raising taxes.
  • The Senate Democrats are rolling over and playing dead in the Roberts confirmation.
  • No clear Dem candidate for president has popped up yet, Joe Biden not-withstanding.
  • Texas gets spared by Rita, Bush looks prepared.

In Canada, the ride has been equally rocky for the Liberals, with "Alias"-like cliffhangers each week, and evil-doers plotting the downfall of the government. Yet, the status quo has been the rule. Gay marriage passed, and the world didn't end. Harpo barbecued with the selected masses, and is more unpopular now than ever before. Martin looks poised to dodge a huge bullet from the Gomery investigation, and has managed to become more popular without really doing very much.

Britney had her baby, and "Dashton" got hitched--or did they?!? The Tom & Katie show--soooo over! The ruse may still be going on, but the only folks still caring seem to be the publicists.

As summer 2005 comes to a close, and I prepare to take my dog for a walk, I send out a salute to the non-stories of the year, for psyching us out to the point of indifference. Are we fickle, or just tired of being played?

And now, the rest of the blog...

Serenity in 3 days!

Did anyone miss these the first time around? Who did you vote for? Talk about decisions!

...from Daveberta and Sean Incognito...
Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?
Brought to you by Rum and Monkey

Tonight on TV, comes the epic choice (and why I'm happy to have PVR {Canadian TiVo}): Lost or Veronica Mars?!? Talk about you einy-meeny-miney-moe moments. All that technology, and I still managed to miss Laura Bush's reality show debut. Damn!

This is the type of law that gets enacted when every news outlet is focused on the tragedy du jour--is the ACLU asleep or something?

First, 'Billgrimages', now 'Clinton Condoms'! What a guy!

Ahh--Oktoberfest! Beer and Porn will never go out of style.

All's forgiven with Michaelle?

With this, there's now no good reason to not make home-porn. Paris, Fred, Pammy--it's only $20! What's your excuse?

Why is this still fun?

Any thought to casting "Dr. Broom" as the next Spider-Man villain?

Police malpractice?

Why, God? Why?!?

Finally, I share this because I truly care. I really do. And this. And this. And this, again.

Now, go out and take on the day!

The Numbers Game

Justice no longer DeLay-ed! Also, Dingwall bails!

The Hammer gets nailed! Court docs here.

Dingwall defends expenses by quitting Mint.

The Numbers Game, part two

Since May 2005, when I posted the "Cost of the War" scroll in my sidebar, it has addded almost $20 billion. 350+ more American soldiers have died.

Oh, and Bush scheduled a five-week vacation, that only Mother Nature could cut short.

This needs to end, now!
I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long...How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...
we can be as oneTonight...

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

How long...How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as oneTonight...tonight...
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus wonOn...
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday...
--"Sunday Bloody Sunday", lyrics by U2

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Further proof that they hate us for our freedoms...or whatever!

Just what every little Muslim girl (and closeted Muslim boy) needs!

all I want for Christmas...

In celebration of the 30th anniversary of Bruce Springsteen's breakthrough 1975 album "Born To Run," Columbia Records is preparing a box set that will include two DVDs along with a newly remastered version of the album.
Santa, I swear that I've been a good boy for most of the year!

Monday, September 26, 2005

CDW: "Agent 86" 86'd

I didn't know until today that Don Adams was a three-time Emmy winner for playing Maxwell Smart.

Funny thing--when you learn about someone after they die.

Sorry about that, chief!

Note the uncanny resemblance to a younger, smarter, Dubya. Scary, eh kids?

Sunday, September 25, 2005

A Neat Game

from Crabletta, and beyond...comes this neat game:

The Rules:
1. Go into your archive.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.

Here's mine:

Best advice, music fans--support local talent, catch a rising star--and if you still have a Stones-jones, pick up a copy of Exile On Main Street. (It was my attempt at mitigating the disappointment of not being able to spend $400 to see the Stones in Ottawa)

It's kinda hard to fathom that this was almost 400 posts and four and a half months ago.

Today In Rotten History

September 25 1980

On the NBC talk show Tomorrow, SNL alumnus Chevy Chase calls actor Cary Grant a "homo." Grant sues, but rumors of his homosexuality follow him for years. The one thing known for certain: Grant is the first person to use the word "gay" in its modern context on film: In Bringing Up Baby, while in a pink fluffy silk rope he exclaimed "I've just gone gay all of a sudden!" Look at the portrait -- judge for yourself.

September 25 1980
After spending the whole day drinking, Led Zeppelin drummer John Bonham dies from alcohol poisoning. His corpse is discovered having choked on its own vomit.

September 25 1991Doogie Howser loses his virginity on ABC television.

September 25 1997
In exchange for dropping the forcible sodomy charge against him, former NBC sportscaster Marv Albert pleads guilty to misdemeanor assault and battery. Albert's rape trial brought to light embarrassing allegations that he wears women's underwear, and asked women to procure men for group sex. The sheep issue was never raised. His defense accepted the plea bargain after the judge ruled he would admit information that Albert was involved in a sex fight resulting in the loss of his magnificent toupee.

Get Your War On!

The New TV Season

I have to admit that my absence from daily blogging has not been entirely Dora-related. In fact, I am what most people refer to as a couch potato. I've been lapping up the new TV season lately, and it's only going to get better!

Lately, I've been enjoying Rome, from HBO (via TMN in Canada), although TWOP's reviews certainly make the show more enjoyable! Not to mention, understandable. Prison Break's been okay too, though not exactly a replacement for 24.

This last week saw the return of two of my absolute favourite shows, Lost and Arrested Development, along with 2 of the 3 CSI's and 2 of the 3 Law & Orders . This coming week will bring Desperate Housewives, Veronica Mars and Alias. What with CPAC on hiatus until at least October, and the Weather Channel being usurped by CNN, what else is there to do but grab a cold one and the channel-changer, and settle in for the evening?

Well, there is the anticipation of Serenity debuting on the silver screen next week, and the eventual return of BSG to Canadian airwaves. Entourage should be back next June.

No TV boo-hoo-ers allowed here! I've said before that I have little (read: none!) patience for those who trot out the old "I have no time for television anymore" routine, and the condescending tone which they inevitably use to say it.

To Meet Or Not To Meet, That IS The Question

A few days ago, I left a comment on L-Girl's blog which, in essence, said that I knew almost exactly where she and Redsock have set up camp. She replied that I should feel free to stalk her anytime that I was in the neighbourhood--which is about four times a year, usually for family birthdays, Christmas and Sister's Canada Day BBQ.

Which begs the necessary question--should Blog Buddies ever meet face to face? Or does it, in fact, shatter the illusions we've built up, lo these past month/years?

So fess up, folks--have you met any of your blog buddies? If yes, who? If not, who would you like to meet?

I would like to meet L-Girl and Redsock, if only because they seem like two people that me and Sweet Baby could actually have a decent conversation with.

CDW: Butch the Bully

Alfalfa's "one eye-browed-baby" bites the big one...

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