Thursday, October 30, 2008
Sunny side up eggs, I want to eat them every day.
Cream cheese bagel with lox.
Mushroom barley soup.
And even though I feel like throwing up all day, I'm going to have ravioli tonight with melted cheese. Can't wait.
$605 million here. And $605 million there. Pretty soon, this change business is getting kinda expensive. And we haven't even gotten to the increased taxes part of any new administration.You know I wouldn't mind the hypocrisy if more Democrats or the media admitted what a joke campaign reform has become. If it was McCain raising all that money and going back on his promises we would certainly see the criticism everywhere. Personally I see finance reform as a joke, there will always be big money in elections. Curbing that money, is limiting our 1st Amendment right and it seems to never work. So how come we don't see articles like this one and not just in the Post, where Bob Kerrey admits to being a hypocrite.
via Hot Air Headlines
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
I caught a little bit of SNL last night, I actually thought the opening monologue by
My favorite (current) recuring sketch of 2 A@*holes was pretty funny:
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Anyway, how does Obama raise all that money? It seems that it's easy when you don't have simple checks on the mechanism for donating your money. I mean when you raising millions I guess there is just no way to keep track of all those donors if don't want to keep track of them:
John Galt of Ayn Rand Lane (zip code: a nonexistent 99999) was able to donate with no problem.
Despite the fact that the card holder's name and address do not match the name he provided.
John McCain's website? Rejected the same non-matching-information donation.
I guess when you're gathering up tens of millions from the Saudis and Gazans you have to be a little lenient on matching up credit card donations....
Again, though: If Obama were demanding that credit card information matched donor information, he couldn't draw in $150 million largely from fraudulent overseas donors.
Anyone see a pattern? Jennifer Brunner isn't bothered by "voters" with non-matchable information casting votes; Barack Obama doesn't take the most basic safeguard of ensuring that a donor's information matches the information on his credit card.
Try buying something anywhere with a credit card. You check to see if you can get away with entering false information about your name and address.
An automated check bounces all such attempts. Unless this safeguard has been specifically disabled.
The sad thing is is that I've actually uttered some (like two) of these things or I've heard others say it. Some are blatantly wrong but sound good.
Here's some golden examples:
It's only worth bothering with sushi if you're going to go to the Tokyo Fish Market. Nothing else is really fresh enough to capture the perfect simplicity of toro or uni.
Prospect Park, not Central Park, ought to be considered the gem of the New York parks. Frederick Law Olmstead, after all, designed both, but he considered Prospect Park to be his crowning achievement.
The Ivy League universities happen to be good schools, but academics has nothing to do with the Ivy League: the Ivy League was founded as a football league and still today remains merely an intercollegiate athletic league.
Thanks to ace.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
The Left has not in general been known for its devotion to freedom of speech, unless that speech is from the Left. This is true not only in this country but around the world. Obama is more consistent than any other candidate I can recall in trying to stop the opposition by silencing it; either by legal means (his specialty), by smearing those who would speak out, or by organizing call-ins to shows featuring journalists such as Stanley Kurtz, whose only crime was to try to get the truth out about the Annenburg Challenge.
These things, of course, are Obama’s right. If he wants his lawyers to threaten FCC license challenges to stations that air ads against him that arouse his particular ire, he can do so. If he wants to organize his minions to overwhelm a talk show with critical calls, that’s not against the law either. If his followers want to dig up every nasty thing Joe the Plumber ever did in his life and publish it, they can’t be stopped from doing so.
But take a look at what it says about Obama and about the Left. And if you don’t feel a chill wind blowing, I think you better take another look. Hope and change, indeed.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
If I didn't hate e-mail forwards so much, I would be forward it to everyone I know. I guess my blog will have to do for now.
In other news ace lists ways to help out.
via Hot Air
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
I been watching a lot of Kids in the Hall videos lately, this one kind of resonated with me. Especially after watching this clip, where a plumber asks Obama about his taxes being raised under his tax plan, Obama responds that he plans to "spread the wealth." Seeing how forty percent of "taxpayers" don't pay taxes to begin with, his plan is to essentially redistribute wealth. Basically penalizing the most productive members of society and redistributing income to the less successful. As neo-neocon puts it: Equality of outcome rather than equality of opportunity.
Usually when people realize they are going to be taxed up the wazoo, the tend not to like it that much. Say when Harvard with it's huge endowment suddenly found itself with the possibility of being taxed by Massachusetts they suddenly started carping about penalizing success. Guess what Obama tax plan is going to do to people who own small businesses and are the backbone of the US economy - screw you taxpayer seems to be an apt sentiment when talking about Obama's tax plan.
Bonus: As usual neo-neocon has an excellent analysis of Obama as a "soft socialist." I also like the article she links to of characterizing one self on the Statists vs. Individualists continuum rather than Democrat vs. Republican. The reason I became more "conservative" was exactly because I this kind thinking.
Monday, October 13, 2008
You are The Moon
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.
The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
My intuition tells me this is bullshit.
via The High Priestess
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Some of my thoughts, Wolpe does a much more eloquent job:
1. Religion does not make people violent. Human nature does.
2. There are always going to be cranks and crooks in every group, highlighting them does not prove religious people are stupid and misled.
3. There is something to be said for religions that have been around for a few thousand years having some insight and wisdom on the human conditions as oppose to things like The Secret.
4. Reason does not describe the full human condition alone, it would be a very sad if everything we did, thought, and felt was rational. Saying that, there is a rational aspect to belief in G-d and the idea that someone is more rational because they do not believe in G-d is presumptuous and fractured. Believing in G-d is not the opposite of not believing in G-d. Nothing about my belief in G-d is easy, I'm not blinded by my faith, in fact I'm challenged by it.
5. G-d is not a man with a long beard looking down at us, pulling strings.
Perhaps Maher's greatest misunderstanding of religion is his central indictment: that religion is responsible for the world's violence. It is not. Violence is a product of human nature. Before monotheism, the Assyrians were not kind; the Romans were bloodthirsty beyond the imagination of religious regimes. When religion became less potent in people's lives after the French Revolution, instead of making the world less violent, it became far more violent: World War I and WWII, communism, Nazism -- all shed blood on an unprecedented scale. None were religious regimes or religious wars.
Maher's dislike of religion is not reasoned, however, but visceral. He told Mother Jones magazine about the Jews praying on his plane to Israel: "Even on the plane over, they were, at a certain point, they all stood up in the aisle of the plane davening [praying] ... they just looked like crazy people, always bowing their head. It's disconcerting." No doubt had they worn Armani suits and been tapping at a keyboard, Mr. Maher would have found them rational; but seeking transcendence in coach -- crazy.
If faith is, in part, the summit of our hopes, a guide and an aspiration, then what does Maher's creed leave him with? Again, as he tells Mother Jones: "I'm telling you. I've got nothing." It should not be hard to understand why someone might choose ancient wisdom over modern nihilism. It is not heroic to believe we are accidents of chemistry.
Maher's view of human nature as essentially animalistic (he repeatedly wonders why anyone would curb their sexual appetites) is dispiriting and plain wrong. Animals we are, but we are much more than animals.
Maher misunderstands God as a projection of human need. This is a common atheistic trope -- your belief is based on psychological deficiencies, while mine is reasoned. In truth, the existence of God is not an antidote to fear but a consequence of wonder. God does not come about through faulty reasoning but through a worshipful and humble orientation of the soul.
"Religulous" repeatedly calls faith irrational. True, it is not a product of pure reason, but then what is, apart from mathematics? Reason does not get us out of bed, or move us to love or kindness. Religion is supported by reason, however. The marvel of values, ideas and consciousness -- nonphysical but powerful phenomena -- can reasonably be thought to have an origin in a nonphysical entity: that is, God. Centuries of people emboldened by, and ennobled by, faith can reasonably be thought to have something more than foolish illusions in their minds and hearts. Nevertheless, Maher calls religion a "neurological disorder."
In study after study, religion proves to make people not just happier but more likely to give to charity and have stable marriages, to reduce drug and alcohol dependence and improve mental health. That does not make it true, but it is worthy of thought: Why should something so "irrational," a mere "neurological disorder," be so helpful to society?
Many of us suspect -- or yes, believe -- that there is more to the world than we know, that there is a mystery at its heart. That mystery may evoke some unworthy speculation, attract some charlatans, occasion some cruelties. Faith is also the spur for everything from the poetry of Psalms to the Cathedral at Chartres to relief missions. "Religulous" is one-dimensional. Religion is as varied and colorful as God's blessed world.
"For years, the police departments of Boston and Cambridge took this as an infraction and would chase the guys repainting the marks, but they called a truce," Smoot said.
Monday, October 06, 2008
Older islanders call them the 'Krutt-kynslotin' - the cuddly generation. Eco-aware, earnest but pampered, they drift from organic café to bar, listening to the music of Björk and Sigur Rós, islanders who have made it big abroad. 'They will have to get their hands dirty now,' says chef Siggi Hall, Iceland's answer to Gordon Ramsay, with an effusive vocabulary to match.
'That's good though, they are the I-generation; iPods, iPhones, everything starts with I. Well, we will have to go back to the basics now. Icelanders are risk-takers, but hard working, they will have to downsize. We will have to eat haddock and Icelandic lamb and forget these imports of goose livers and Japanese soy sauce. When everyone was extremely rich in Iceland - you know, last month, it was with money that they never have earned.
Saturday, October 04, 2008
Friday, October 03, 2008
Thursday, October 02, 2008
We kicked Hezbollah out of Lebanon? Huh, what?
Via Hot Air
Ace points out 14 Lies told by Biden.
I wish she had mentioned more details about McCain's plans. However, I'm glad I'm in the minority, most people seem to think Palin won. The Fox panel of independents overwhelming liked Palin. So wooohooo!
- House Financial Services Committee hearing, Sept. 25, 2003
via Hot Air Headlines
One last thought. It worries me that Obama argued that going into Iraq to remove Saddam created our problems today with Iran by taking away an enemy of theirs. I'm sure it's true, of course, that Iran becomes stronger when you take away their aggressive enemy, but is Obama really implying that we should have left a guy who was not only torturing and killing hundreds of thousands of his own people, but also participating in the largest scam in history (oil-for-food) in power simply because he might have kept his neighbor in line? That's genuinely scary. That's like the FBI saying "let's not bother going after Al Capone because he keeps the other families in check." First of all, I could make the argument that if we were to leave Saddam in power, that would have been an even more risky move as Iran still would have had plenty of reason (if not more reason) to pursue nuclear weapons with a psychotic dictator just over the border. Add to that that Saddam would likely have become even more aggressive in return, and you have a bit of a powder keg. Not good. Second, the only reason that Iran is stronger with Saddam gone is because the country (Iraq) is "in between" governments right now. I think the argument can be made that once a new government is firmly established in Iraq, especially one that is on friendly terms with the west, not only will Iran lose any strength they may have gained, they will lose some of what they originally had. Of course, all this is speculation, but as I said, that kind of logic, that kind of thinking, from someone about to take the oval office, really scares me. I'm surprised I haven't seen anyone else comment on it yet.
"Matters of great concern should be treated lightly." Master Ittei commented, "Matters of small concern should be treated seriously."
I don't knot why it took me so long to watch this film, I loved it. What a gangster movie should be. Every time I watch a Jarmusch film it makes me look at the world a little bit more closer, even when the film was a bit of dud (Broken Flowers I'm looking at you). It's like hitting the pause button to focus on something very beautiful/unexpected. It's rare when a film has that effect.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
I like Jellyfish, but only in captivity far away from my exposed arms, legs, and stomach.
Update: This is a great song, David Bowie I Love You Since I Was Six, to listen to while looking at Jellyfish video with the sound down. Peter first played the song while we were driving in the car at night. It was too perfect for words and I made him play this song for me over and over again. I also assume it's a good song while being stoned. I haven't listened to it stoned, but I assume it is.
It's interesting to think that I found my "writer's voice" in Scotland, something I haven't experienced so much in the States. Since then, I haven't felt that my writing has improved, mainly because I've been lazy, too passionate about the topic to write clearly, or censoring myself due to being afraid of hurting the people I love who read this blog. I think what was so freeing about blogging while I was away from the was the idea of complete independence. I like to regain that feeling but I know I will never have it as long as I'm here. Independence is important to me, but love and support prove to be a bigger concern.
It's weird that I met so many people through blogging and thanks to it have had several romantic and non-romantic relationships form and continue. So I'm grateful for it and I'm hoping to have the balance of being independent enough to write well when it really moves me and to be able to express myself in a truthful way without causing pain/discomfort to people I love.
Saying all that, I know my blogging hasn't all that great lately. In fact at times I've seen it as a chore and have posted single links, instead of really devoting myself to it. I want to say that this will change, but I honestly don't know. Lately so little has been inspiring me. The election is proving to be a downer, the economy is even worse, and my health hasn't been top notch. The health part is proving to be actually the most difficult part:
I was diagnosed with Hodgkins lymphoma this summer (the good kind of Hodgkins), it's very curable cancer and I'm lucky I'm surrounded by very loving people who can't wait for me to get better. Even though it's very curable, it still sucks monkey balls, since I have to have at least six months of chemo. Until now I haven't really had the urge to write about it and I guess since this has been the most significant aspect of my life for the last 4 months and I have been reluctant to share the information publicly, there wasn't much to say. Seriously, life can be quite boring when all you talk about is cancer. (I want to talk about it all the time and I hate the question, "how are you?" I mostly understand that it is another way of say "hi" - but I still hate it. I now answer it truthfully - seriously I don't spare people, unless I want end the conversation quickly.)
Anyway, like so many things in life I get to blame cancer for making me write less. I have what they like to refer to as "chemo brain." When you are poisoning your body it doesn't help your brain function, I forget things more easily - like words and where I put my car keys. I'm more disoriented and less focused than ever before. It's not fun. Hence the blog title, I have a lot to say but my brain "don't work so good" as some would say.
The worst part of chemo, and what I can't get used to, is actually being sick. Feeling so fatigued that I can't think, let alone do something/say something/write something. A lot of times I'll do what seems to me a pretty mundane activity and minutes, hours, or days later I realize that was a bad idea. This is hard since all my life I have be able to push through feeling tired and crappy to achieve what I want (minus a setback or two with clinical depression from time to time). Not so with chemo, it keeps kicking your butt over and over again, until you hit your head and go "Okay, okay, I won't go on that trip I really wanted to or to CVS to get frickin Claritin." It's been hard to learn limits and accept disappointments. Ah but such is life.
I wish this post could have been funnier, cancer can be a pretty funny thing, but alas my humor brain cells have been wiped out. See blaming cancer works every time!
Some silver linings have come from this experience - I've got a new appreciation for my family, both near and far. The amount of love they have shown me has been overpowering. From my cousin in San Antonio who calls me regularly and has made me a quilt, to my aunt who has accompanied to A LOT of appointments. It's been incredible to be loved so much and to love people back.
My boyfriend is a mensch, I think I was diagnosed with this thing three months into our dating, a lot of people would bail, seeing how it's a long distance relationship, you have a gf who is calling you to tell you she feels icky every night, and lets say chemo does nothing for my complexion. Not him, he has proved to be an incredibly encouraging, entertaining, and loving person in this whole ordeal. Seriously, he has been my rock and someone I look to make this a more graceful experience.
My friends, G. who despite a life changing event and medical school listens to me whine about my little problems. J. who is also a valiant phone conversationalist, who has braved the Chinatown bus to be hang out with me and do "nothing." There are others but this post is looooooong, so I will stop here.
I might blog about this again and I might not. I have a lot to say about this experience the most important thing about it is that I remember I'm the lucky one. I've been around a lot of people who haven't been as lucky as me. I don't always feel/think that way, but essentially I still believe I'm lucky and have a lot to be grateful for.