Monday, November 27, 2006

Bowie and Rings

I've decided I need more David Bowie. Why do I not actually own a Bowie CD? My music collection is lacking.

I'm going to be very candid with you here. I was sitting in the bathroom, reading The Rolling Stone , and thinking about how much I hate the "political" and "news" articles in this magazine, and I had a brain storm. Maybe the reason I didn't like Lord of the Rings (the book, not the movie) was because the only place I read it was in the bathroom. I mean, how well can you really get into a book when you read it in such small increments. But then I remembered that I really hated the movie, and that blew the whole theory out of the to speak.

Side note: I did not subscribe to The Rolling Stone. It just started showing up on my doorstep one day, and I thought if anything belonged sitting by the toilet, it was The Rolling Stone.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Happy Thanksgiving!

I had a fantabulous Thanksgiving. Collin and I celebrated with some of the other pilots stuck in San Diego. I made corn pudding, hello dolly bars, and (the star of Brandy's show) phyllo triangles with a spinach-feta filling (yes, I out did myself and I don't mind tooting my own horn). It was a lovely evening. I wish I had some really amazing tale to tell, but I don't. So I will just say hello and happy day after thanksgiving. I hope you had a better time getting out of the turkey coma than I did.

Friday, November 17, 2006

God, Country, and the Dixie Chicks

I just read a blurb in The Rolling Stone that the Dixie Chicks are having to avoid the Red States all together because of declining ticket sells. Well, listen up all you hard-hearted conservatives who are so gung-ho for "God and Country." You can talk the talk, but can you walk the walk? Because I'm pretty sure God would say forgive them, and I know that the Constitution would say they have a right to free speech. So instead of boycotting them, how about you cheer them on for practicing one of the rights that makes this country so freakin' great. Well, at least it bumped their ticket sells in other countries.

Just for the record: This is the first Dixie Chicks CD that I didn't buy. I listened to some samples and it just didn't sound that great. My tolerance for anything country has been worn down to near nothing. Add that to the fact that I'm just pretty much disgusted with mainstream music, and you've got a losing combination. Sorry, Chicks. Come up with something creative and less poppy and I'll give it a try.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Tuesday, November 14, 2006


The few bits of Ali G that I've seen have been pretty funny. I thought the ads for Borat were funny. (I don't watch that much TV and I fast forward through most of the ads, so I probably avoided overload.) Then Collin and I saw him on "The Daily Show" and laughed our arses off. So we went to see the movie today. There were some funny parts. And I think most of the humor - shock and awe coupled with toilet humor - would appeal more to guys than girls (think Jackass). As much as I believe that if we couldn't laugh we'd all go insane, I don't think we can go into poor countries and film their lives and make a joke out of it. It's just too sad for me to look past and laugh. Then he finds the 1% of ignorant backwoods America and puts them on a big screen to talk about things like gay rights and Muslims. And Christians? You know what people...wake up...we're being portrayed like this because we are like this.

Brandy's Soapbox Statement about the pastor in Borat:
When Borat brings a prostitute to the table, the pastor gets a huffy look and says he has to leave now. Dude, have you ever read a Bible? Can you look at your stupid piece of "Jesus Marketing" on your wrist and ask What would Jesus do? I'm not even going to give you an answer. I'm sure you've got the book - Look It Up! reference to the question I asked in my last post about the Borat article. Yes, I feel bad for these people, but I think if they're smart enough to sue a movie company, they were smart enough to know they were being taken advantage of. I would also like to point out that I'm sure the kids in the sweatshop that make Nikes would love to make $3.30 to $5.50 an hour. Heck, I'm sure the waitress down the street trying to support her two kids would love to make $5.50 an hour.

Okay, I'm calm now. Bottom line: Shut up and give the people some money. Goodness knows you're robbing enough from everyone else in the world who's going to see the movie. Plus, it's probably a tax write off. (haha.)

Excite News - Now Romanians Say 'Borat' Misled Them

Excite News - Now Romanians Say 'Borat' Misled Them

Question of the day: What do you think??

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Crist defeats Davis

Bradenton Herald | 11/07/2006 | Crist defeats Davis

Yuck...Double yuck. I know we were voting between a douche bag and a terd sandwich, but let's go with the one who at least didn't say he was going to follow in Jeb Bush's footsteps (which I'm assuming means the total destruction of the educational system in Florida). Thank you old people of Florida whose grandchildren are probably going to some hoity toity private school in New York. My only consolation is that we kept scary Katherine Harris out of Senate. That would have been a quadruple yuck. Heck, I might have upgraded to some unknown sound that could only be me retching up all my food from the past year.

Okay, that was a nice soap box moment. I haven't had one of those in a while, and it felt good.

I finally found an RSS reader that I liked which has led to more wasted time on the internet. I think I'm going to have to start being more picky about who I read.

I know I was supposed to be back to my goal of blogging every day yesterday, but I was jet lagged. The trip went well. It was nice to get out of our normal routine. Now, it's nice to get back to our normal routine. Speaking of which, this disaster area I call a house is calling...

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Well...I'm going to be in D.C./Virginia for the next three and a half days. I'd like to say I'm excited, but I'm not. It's just that, well, my birthday is Monday, and I don't like my birthday. I've tried really hard to like it, and even I will admit that at least I don't have the whole "another birthday alone" problem, and that is something to be excited about. It's not the age thing or anything like that. It's just that my birthday tends to have a little gray cloud that follows it around. Much like my Sunday ritual of crying through the church service because I miss Eastgate, I've tended to get emotional, weepy, and sometimes grumpy over spending my birthday weekend with Collin's parents. I'm a little homesick. I know that it all evens out in the end and everything. Sure, we're not going to be home for Christmas, but we'll be moving back to Florida in February (or sooner) and then we'll only be 2-4 hours away from my friends and family. But it's my birthday...I miss my mom. Which translates to - it's my party and I'll cry if I want to.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Military SOS

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

I stumbled across this website when Collin left for San Diego, and I was lonely and in need of support. It's a great website with a great forum. Now, if only they had a website for wifes who can't get their husbands to stop playing stupid WWII computer games. Oh, Sims I miss you and your time-wasting abilities.

Fussy | NaBloPoMo

Fussy | NaBloPoMo

Well, this could be really exciting except that I'm about to go out of town for four days, and I don't think I'll have access to blogging on those days. I know, excuses, excuses, but I'm here, right? Tomorrow, maybe I'll actually write a real post, but for now, it's Lost time, baby.