Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Don't Repeal the Tax Cunts CUTS

The wealthy need to shop too!








Trickle


Down.

My God, this is a weird election cycle.

Weird as hell.

More to come.

At least Governor Palin seems to have trimmed her bangs. They aren't IN her eyes.

That was starting to grate on my last raw nerve and I thank her for that. Hopefully she didn't spend another thousand for that improvement.

Oh my God! Musicians who can play and consult at the same time! In front of an audience!

The talent!



You Are What You Eat

And so is Sherry.




You Are a Boston Creme Donut



You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you.

But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft.

You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily.

You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Insanity & Greed

Just a thought and a suggestion to Rupert Murdoch.

You are going to die of natural causes, probably before the end of the first Obama administration. Why don't you go off somewhere and just fucking retire and relax and enjoy your "accomplishments?"

Fucking asshat.

I Live in Fear

And my biggest fear is that Obama's grandmother won't be around to see his victory speech two weeks from tonight. That would be a damn shame.




Meanwhile, I had an email from the Obama campaign offering a car magnet.

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I would be tempted but my car also might become a magnet for idiot thugs.



Take the $10. Keep the magnet. But, hmmm, a refrigerator magnet might be a cool thing!

Monday, October 20, 2008

America's Dark Side

Like we aren't dealing with enough stress and turmoil already, the idiots are coming out en masse as if Barack Obama stuck his devil's pitchfork in a racist ant-hill.

Hays County, where that vandalism occurred, is just a few miles from my house.

A friend on mine in Dallas had a window shot out of her house awhile back. I'm sure the Obama for President sign in her yard had something to do with it. Some Obama signs are just being set on fire which is preferable to having a bullet entering your home... unless your area is extremely dry.

I would like to say my country is making me feel dirty right now, but Sarah Palin would cast me as un-American for saying it.

What a sad moment in our nation when scum of the earth resort to violence and intimidation to control the outcome of the most important election in my lifetime. And how ridiculous that I, and countless others I'm sure, are afraid to show our support for the man who will be leading this nation in 2009, barring some unlikely faux pas on Obama's part, or worse.

But I will put here on this blog what I will not affix to my car or display in front of my house because, quite honestly, I like my new windows and I've spent enough on car repairs this year.




Here's how elections work in America. We get to individually choose who we feel is best able to lead the nation. It's called a basic right. You may not agree with my choice, and I may think you are a whackjob for supporting someone else. And that's where the disagreement needs to stop.

The idea that grown adults are resorting to tactics ranging from the theft of signs to extreme acts of violence based on their ignorance and insane fear is mind-boggling.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Question of the Day

Did your high school class take a senior trip and if so, where did you go and what was the freakiest thing that happened?

I don't know why I had a sudden flashback to this while eating lunch yesterday. There were at least a dozen of us piled into several vehicles for the very long drive from southeast Arkansas to Orlando. I'm not even sure why I went except that it was a chance to get away and maybe have some fun.

There's actually very little I do remember about the trip. I honestly can't even remember if we went to Disney World. I remember riding down there with a guy named Bobby in his Trans Am. I remember drinking quite a bit. I remember having a Tequila Sunrise.

At the time I was very self-conscious about my appearance and didn't think wearing glasses was cool. The glasses I had were definitely NOT cool, so I was wearing contacts.

Any younger readers here may not know this, but back in those days (1978) contact lenses were made of the same shit as aircraft windshields. They were hard and they were not comfortable. They would sometimes pop out if you blinked, and they dried out very easily.

After a night of drinking and partying well into the wee hours of the morning, I could not wait to pop those things out and rinse them with tap water just for some lubrication. I wasn't at the hotel so I had to pursue the only available option. There was so much crusty yellow stuff around my dry, bloodshot eyes, I had trouble even getting them out, like they were glued in there. And I swear I think there was even a trace of blood in my tears. One of my friends took one look at me and said something like, "Dude, did you drink too much because you look seriously fucked up."

But this wasn't even the freakiest thing that happened.

We were sharing rooms to cut expenses. Two beds in the room, two guys per bed. Now before all your minds start roaming, let me cut you off right here: nothing happened between us. I found the guys in my class to be such a turn-off sexually I didn't even want to sleep in a room with them, let alone in the same bed with one of them.

Now, early one morning I was trying to get some sleep and the other three guys were yacking about something, other people were banging on the door, some coming in, some leaving, girls and boys alike. It was a little awkward for me because what if I needed to get up? I was just in my underwear. So were the other guys who were up but it didn't seem to bother them.

As I lay there with my eyes closed I felt the bed rumble as someone got in it. Then I heard a rather husky girl's voice, trying to get me awake. I pretended to be too groggy to open my eyes even though I had been fully conscious for at least 20 minutes.

At this point I felt a hand pulling my underwear down to my knees, and that got me on the move! It was Charlene, one of my classmates. I pulled my shorts back up and bolted out of bed in a flash, grabbing a shirt and my jeans as I ran to the bathroom.

It's kind of funny how much more you learn about people when you spend some time with them (not to mention alcohol consumption) far away from parents and school. And I wonder how many suspicions about me being gay were confirmed right then and there.

Sarah Palin's Dude Cult

Although I find it hard to believe, I'm sure there are still a few people out there who feel a Sarah Palin vice presidency (or presidency) would be a triumphant moment for women and the feminist movement. Surely those numbers are dwindling as rapidly as my 401k value.

It was obvious McCain selected her as his running mate in order to appeal to women. As with so many other McCain strategies, what we see happening is the polar opposite. Sarah Palin has achieved cult status among the real he-men. The ones who ooze testosterone.

Photo credit: Michael Conroy/Associated Press


It is not unusual for fans of Sarah Palin to shout out to the Alaska governor in the midst of her stump speeches. It is noteworthy, however, that the crowds are heavily male.

[...]

At the height of Palinmania, soon after she made her national debut in September, Ms. Palin’s popularity among men was striking. Her favorability ratings were higher among men than women (44 percent to 36 percent), according to a New York Times poll, even though she was chosen in part because of her expected appeal to women.


I will now bombard you with excerpts from the rallies as reported in today's New York Times.
“Katie Couric and Tina Fey are going to do their thing, but it doesn’t bother me at all,” said Rob McLain, an insurance agent from Avon, Ind., who attended a packed Palin rally at an amphitheatre in Indiana on Friday night. Mr. McLain wore a “Proud to be voting for a hot chick” button and was joined by his wife, Shannan (“Read my lipstick” button on lapel), and his 6-week-old son, Jaxon (“Nobama” button on beanie).

[...]

“This is not a ladies campaign,” declared Linda Teegan at a rally in Weirs Beach, N.H., on Wednesday. She was taking a crowd snapshot. “There seem to be lots and lots of guys here,” she said. “I’d guess 70-30, maybe 65-35, men to women. It’s quite noticeable to me.”

[...]

“You tell ’em baby,” a man yelled out at a rally Wednesday night on a high school football field in Salem, N.H.

[...]

Her recent events drew scruffy high-schoolers in backward baseball caps, tank-topped bikers in bandanas and long-bearded veterans in berets. They crashed the rope line for photos and autographs. “Marry me, Sarah,” a man implored in Weirs Beach, N.H.

[...]

“She’s beautiful,” said a man wearing a John Deere T-shirt in Weirs Beach. “I came here to look at her,” he said, and his admiration for Ms. Palin’s appearance became more and more animated. Sheepish over his ogling, he declined to give his real name (“Just call me ‘John Deere’ ”).

[...]

“They bear us children, they risk their lives to give us birth, so maybe it’s time we let a woman lead us,” said Larry Hawkins, a former truck driver attending a rally late Thursday at Elon University in North Carolina. Mr. Hawkins said he would rather vote for Ms. Palin than for “McCain and Obama combined.”

Men have done plenty to mess up the country, he said. “The sexual drives and big egos of male leaders have gotten in the way of politics in this country.” Mr. Hawkins said he talked to fellow truckers, and a lot of them feel the same way. “They think it’s time for a woman, too,” he said. “This one. Palin is our kind of woman.”

Right. So here we have a bunch of men with strong sex drives and a sordid fetish for a woman offering up more of the same tired crap, saying she's just what we need to fix the mistakes of male leaders.

It was not so long ago when these same people were highly critical of Obama's cult following and celebrity status.

“You guys are great,” [Palin] said while signing autographs.

Yeah, you tell 'em, baby.

By the way, these politicians work for us. They are not here to entertain us. Signing autographs while interviewing for a job is not professional. That applies to all the candidates. It is infuriating.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Less of This, Please

There are just a few things I'd like to see or hear less of.

1. Ending a sentence with a preposition. (Just saving Tart the trouble of pointing my bad grammar out!)

2. Joe Lieberman standing next to McCain at a rally, or pretending he's an independent who supports McCain.

3. John McCain (or anyone else) calling Barack Obama or his policies socialist. It's been so long since this country has seen a real socialist in politics some of us have apparently lost touch. They are out there, but they won't be invited to any major televised debates with The Big Two. If Obama is a socialist, what would that have made Dennis Kucinich as a presidential nominee? Honestly, how far left can you go if Obama is a socialist? We'd have to start inventing new words for them.

4. Sarah Palin. She scores on both points. Not only would I like to see and hear less of her, I'd like to not see or hear her at all. She can just return from whence she came.

5. Barack Obama being called the "anti-Christ." Come on, people! Can you be the anti-Christ and a Socialist? It's not just coming from Mississippi, but Nebraska as well, and 48 other states, and it's just stupid.
In Bellevue, Neb., Jessie Puglisi, 22, said, “Obama is the anti-Christ,” adding: “My husband feels the same way. He won’t even buy a magazine if Obama’s face is on it.”

Yeah, it's kinda hard to learn about someone if you refuse to read anything about them that didn't come via an email smear campaign.

Maybe they are just alarmed by the fact that Obama draws huge crowds of people who are desperate for some kind of change.

Those on the far right fringe must be riveted with fear and I'm eager for all of them to have at least four years of living with it. It's called payback for the rest of us watching in horror as George W. Bush worked his own special magic on the nation.

6. Women in politics who do nothing but echo what we've been hearing from men in politics for 200 years. I've long argued that as a nation, we aren't going to progress until women are in power. While I'm happy to see the representation of women in politics increasing around the world, it doesn't give me much hope when some of them are nothing more than a clone of so many babbling idiot men I have wanted to hastily discharge from their service to our nation. What disturbs me even more is when these people like Michele Bachmann get elected from "liberal" states such as Minnesota, and begin spewing their insanity like any old ignorant rifle-totin' redneck from the backwoods of Alabama driving a beat up pickup plastered with "NObama" and "God Bless America" stickers, all manufactured in China.

Less of all this, please. I've seen enough and heard enough during this election cycle to cover me for several decades, and we've got a bit more than two weeks to go.

Michele Bachmann on homosexuality:



“If you’re involved in the gay and lesbian lifestyle, it’s bondage. It is personal bondage, personal despair and personal enslavement.” — Senator Michele Bachmann, speaking at EdWatch National Education Conference, November 6, 2004.


“Two homosexuals that were holding up my picture this week at the Capitol and shouting that I want to hate people, I walked up to them and said: “I don’t hate you. I love you and the Savior who created you. He loves you, too, can I tell you why? This is not about hating them, this is about loving them into the Kingdom.”

Good grief. It's not enough that we have to listen to her blathering in this life, and for some she actually represents them in Congress, but the idea of having to spend an eternal afterlife in the "Kingdom" with the likes of her?

No thanks. You can have that Kingdom.


Crossposted at B3

Friday, October 17, 2008

The Virtual Outhouse Is Open

Pardon the smell; it's been a busy week. Come on in anyway and let it all hang out. But if you are needing to unload after a twenty pound lunch, I would prefer you find yourself another privy.



On the other hand, Joe Biden is more than welcomed to swing by and dump a load of logs.

Friday Pussy Blog: Elevated Pussy Edition

What is it about cats and their enjoyment of being elevated? Sissy has her favorite Ikea chair in the bedroom. She is the only one who uses it. I won't sit on it due to the presence of cat hair.




Tiger really annoys me. We have 5 places to sit on the patio. If it is raining, he sits on the one chair which is covered and protected from the rain. So if I want to go out and enjoy the rain, I have to stand.

When it's dry, he picks the only chair of the lot which is comfortable for humans. So if I want to enjoy the autumn weather (and it's definitely autumn weather right now), I have to pick one of the less-desirable chairs.




Tater Tot isn't keen on chairs. He will only get on the sofa if I'm sitting on it and only then to stand or sit in my lap. His choice for restful slumber is txrad's bed. He looks a bit grumpy here because I woke him up.



TGIF! What a week! But I've actually had a really quiet day at work and managed to finally get another installment up at Black Soap -- the first once since September 22.

No Fries With That?

I despise eating contests. Frankly, I'd be ashamed to participate in one when so many people are going hungry. And I'm not talking about Ethiopia. I wonder how many homeless and hungry people this guy may have passed on his way to Denny's Beer Barrel Pub where he consumed a burger weighing in at 20 pounds.



When asked what possessed him to eat a burger that big, Sciullo said: "I wanted to see if I could."

[...]

For completing the challenge in the under-five-hour time limit, Sciullo won $400, three T-shirts, a certificate "and a burger hangover, as I call it," Liegey said.

After he finishes what might be a world-record bowel movement, he should donate that $400 to a local food bank.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Speaking of the Death Penalty

Why isn't David Chapman dead? Not that I'm in favor of the death penalty for anyone, but let's get real. We have no problems with killing the criminally insane black folks who kill (possibly) an unknown cop.
The case has led to an outpouring of support for Mr. Davis, largely because seven of nine witnesses against him have recanted their testimony, with two claiming that the police had pressured them to testify against him. Prosecutors presented no physical evidence and no murder weapon, and three witnesses have said another man admitted to the murder.

World leaders including former President Jimmy Carter, Archbishop Desmond Tutu of South Africa and Pope Benedict XVI have challenged the fairness of Mr. Davis’s conviction.




Mark David Chapman (born May 10, 1955 in Fort Worth, Texas) is the man who murdered English musician and activist John Lennon on December 8, 1980 in New York City. Chapman shot Lennon four times outside The Dakota apartment building, in the presence of Lennon's wife Yoko Ono and others. Chapman remained at the scene until arrested by police.

A scheduled jury trial did not go ahead because Chapman changed his plea from not guilty by reason of insanity to guilty of second degree murder, against the advice of his lawyer. He had been assessed as delusional and possibly psychotic, and the defense team argued that Chapman was not competent to make the decision. However, Chapman was sentenced to a prison term of 20 years to life and remains incarcerated at Attica State Prison in New York, having been denied parole five times. His applications for parole have been opposed by Yoko Ono, as well as by an online grassroots public campaign.


No parole for the fucker. Ever.

Peace & Justice.

Digital Cleanup On Aisle 6

Note to self:

The next time I decide to send a bunch of old Quicken backups to the recycled bin, make sure I'm not sending files that contain current password lists, online payee lists, etc.

And by going to the recycled bin and restoring them all, I have now accumulated something like 800 pending transactions which aren't pending at all. They're old and are history already.

Oh the pain, the pain....

I foresee a call to tech support in my near future. Right after I have a bout of projectile vomiting.

Blood Boiling Item of the Day

Ohio voters might be facing chaos again.
More than 200,000 registered Ohio voters may be blocked from casting regular ballots on Election Day because of a federal appeals court decision on Tuesday requiring the disclosure of lists of voters whose names did not match those on government databases, state election officials and voting experts said.

The court decision requires Jennifer Brunner, the Ohio secretary of state, to provide the names to local election officials by Friday. Once the local officials have the names, they may require these voters to cast provisional ballots rather than regular ones, and they may ask partisan poll workers to challenge these voters on Election Day. Both possibilities could cause widespread problems when the voters show up at the polls.

This crap always takes place in a crucial swing state where poll numbers are usually tight.
Social Security data indicate that Ohio election officials found more than 200,000 names that did not match this year; state election officials say their analysis of the data indicates that most of these are individual voters, not duplicate registrations. But Ms. Brunner said that problems with the databases could very well be why the names did not match.

“Federal government red tape, misstated technical information or glitches in databases should not be the basis for voters having to cast provisional ballots,” said Ms. Brunner, adding that she plans to require that notifications are sent to all voters whose records have discrepancies.

The Ohio Republican chairman, Robert T. Bennett, called the court ruling “a victory for the integrity of Ohio’s election.”

Of course he would call it a "victory" because even 10% of those 200,000 voters having their ballots discarded would probably swing the state into the McCain/Palin column.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Somebody Lost Their Ass Today

But perhaps this will give the candidates a theme for this evening's 3rd and final debate. Something besides Ayers and the Weather Underground ideally.



I am so tired of this week already I can't even remember who is in the debate!

Ahh yes...these two. That's the maverick on the left for any others out there having trouble remembering. To the right is every racist bigot's worst nightmare.


Time to go watch the telly. "Let's play Hardball."



The time is nigh. Let's get this game on!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The Weather Underground

What a wonderful name for a terrorist organization. Because when you Google it, you get all kinds of weather data. Things I never imagined.

Personally, I thought it was a jazz fusion band from the 70s featuring Wayne Shorter at one point.



But this connection is even better.

Weather Underground is the current working title for the fifth studio album from UK band Massive Attack. Artists currently believed to be contributing to the vocals for the album include Stephanie Dosen, Tunde Adebimpe, Hope Sandoval, Tom Waits, Dot Allison, Horace Andy, Mike Patton, Liz Fraser, Jhelisa Anderson, Damon Albarn, Patti Smith and Mos Def.




There is a movement in the works and I strongly support it. With all my might.

To Sir With Love

Sir, suspend your campaign now until you or someone gets control of it.

I'm paraphrasing only slightly because I had to run in here under a tequila fog and remember as much as I could verbatim from Keith Olbermann.

Factoids from the Deep (South)



Breaking news: The anti-Christ has arrived!

My mother spent the weekend with relatives in northeast Mississippi, many of whom are in their 80s like her, and some of them informed her that the anti-Christ has arrived.

He even has a website. No decent anti-Christ would be without one of those. And yes, naturally, the anti-Christ would be a black man.

Sigh. I guess if those coloreds had just kept drinking the designated colored water instead of pushing for equality, we would not now be fearing for our very existence. The anti-Christ is out to kill us all and destroy civilization.


(Does anyone need to ask why I haven't been to visit relatives in Mississippi in over 20 years?)

A City In Flames

A scene from Iraq?




Nope. Try Los Angeles.
The winds were so strong that Freeman said embers were being blown as far as a quarter of a mile, and flames stretched up to 80 feet. Flames longer than 8 feet are considered virtually insurmountable, and Los Angeles County prohibits hand crews from approaching flames longer than 4 feet, according to Drew Smith, a county fire behaviorist.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Why Can't We Alll Just Get Along?

The Gods at war.




“ ‘Embrace Hinduism, and your house will not be demolished,’ ” Mr. Digal recalled being told on that Wednesday afternoon in September. “ ‘Otherwise, you will be killed, or you will be thrown out of the village.’ ”


txrad and I were discussing this tonight and we don't think Rodney King was such a crazy niggah.

The McCain Biblical Plague

I think without the sanity of Keith Olbermann I'd go over the edge.

But tonight I caught this shot, first detected by txrad, as a possible Hank Williams Jr. sighting.... at a McCain rally????



That's Sarah Palin's empty noggin in the foreground. Christ Jesus, say it ain't so. As in, "say it ain't so, Joe."

"Do you mind if I call you Joe?"

What a setup.

I'm ready to see these people go fucking DOWN.

Bailouts R Good

Hmmm. You don't see this very often.


"My screen is completely green, and I love that," said John Lynch, chief market analyst for Evergreen Investments in Charlotte, N.C. "But I'm not doing any backflips yet. We still have many challenges up ahead."


Exactly. In the meantime, I'm just waiting on the profit-taking sell-off which should happen before the end of the week. Once the euphoria subsides.

Not all the news was good today. Another 1,340 GM workers will be shown the door.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

When Canada Mimics the US, It's Not Good

The radical right wrong just won't stop.
The seemingly benign decision to stick a Liberal Party lawn sign in her front yard has brought a new ritual to Marla Waltman Daschko’s morning routine. Ms. Waltman Daschko walks around her Volkswagen Passat station wagon and peers underneath the chassis, searching for potentially deadly sabotage.

She's not paranoid.
Last weekend, more than 30 Toronto residents awoke to find the brake lines on their cars severed, their telephone and cable television lines cut and political graffiti gouged into automobile paint and scrawled on their homes. The sole link among victims: a lawn sign promoting a Liberal candidate in the current federal election campaign.

Oh Canada. Don't mimic the US, please. Where else will we go when the shit hits the fan?

Certainly not Austria.

All of this makes Texas looks pretty damn good. And that's saying something.

Not Wasting This Weekend

After talking about this for months I finally went out yesterday and bought paint for the master bath. And yesterday afternoon around 3:00 I got off my lazy butt and starting painting. I quit and 7:00 and resumed again this morning with some touch ups and painting the trim.

And I have a confession. As much as I love painting walls, I absolutely despise painting all that wood trim around the floor and around doors. Hate it, hate it, hate it.

Before:


After:


Before:


After:


Before:


After:


I gotta tell ya. Painting behind a toilet is fun! I sure wasn't going to pull that out.

And of course while I was walking around with the bucket of paint used for the trim, it would be inevitable that I'd find an unfinished door facing from last year's painting projects.

But there are few greater pleasures than finishing up a project and being pleased with the results!

Saturday, October 11, 2008

konagod's saturday night austin tour

Good Lord, what a day and what a night.

It's just too damn bad my camera battery died after my last shot because I had planned to share it with you today or tonight as the case may be, and now it'll have to wait until tomorrow.



Shit. I hope these idiots are registered to vote.

Check back in on Sunday for a home improvement update.

Friday, October 10, 2008

The Virtual Outhouse Is Open!

It was a killer week. Come on in, sit down, and allow your tightly-wound bowels to relax.
Sorry for the lack of toilet paper; money is tight. You'll have to use the grate.

Friday Pussy Blog: Tired As Hell Edition

"So, where's those friggin' travertine floors I keep hearing about? I'm tired of walking on this ugly shit!"


When the workday is over, my supervisor likes to retire to the living room so he can continue to monitor his daddy... even with his sleepy head hanging off the edge of the table.



I understand, boy. It's been that kind of a week.

Hey Missouri: Don't "Show Me"

I'm getting a little more than fed up with scenarios in which national presidential elections affecting all 50 states with 300 million people being decided by one state.
The campaigns of Barack Obama and John McCain are taking a no-holds-barred approach to the midwestern "Show Me" state, and with good reason; Missourians have voted for the presidential winner in all but one election since 1904.

[...]

The candidates have blitzed the state with political ads, with Obama reportedly spending six million dollars on media advertising and McCain close on his heels with 5.5 million.

Missouri's vote is on a knife edge, and recent major polls have toggled back and forth; Thursday's average of recent polls by independent website Realclearpolitics.com shows McCain at 47.8 percent and Obama at 47.4 in Missouri. The previous day it was Obama 47.8, McCain 47.5.

For fuck's sake, make up your damn minds! Enough already. Time to dump that electoral college, once and for all. 2000 taught us that lesson.

Thursday, October 09, 2008

Convert a Jew for Hussein

This is much-needed humor for an overworked konagod. I find pleasure in odd places. Douchenozzle alone is worth letting it rip.



The Kitten Is Probably Gonna Get It...Regardless

And the kitten is us. All of us.

This last week's edition of the Austin Chronicle has been sitting on the coffee table for a week and I just tonight noticed the cover which made me laugh.



It didn't make me sick because I recognized it as humor. I don't consider it violence or cruelty to animals because it's obviously not a real viewpoint held by the publication or the artists, nor was a real loaded gun held to the head of a kitten.

Try telling that to some of the readers (or ex-readers) of the Chronicle. As I picked up this copy to put it in the recycling I noticed txrad had brought home this week's edition which came out today. I said, "Oh I'll bet there's going to be some nasty letters in there about last week's cover."

Here's one:

I am very disappointed -- no, that's the wrong word; I am very sickened to see your cover this week portraying a kitten about to be shot. Don't you know how many animals are tortured and abused in this world? Your cover is a disgrace. I don't need the threat of animal cruelty to get me to vote. I am not a PETA activist; I am not a Republican; I am not a Democrat. I am just a regular, responsible person living in Austin for the past 12 years and a person who used to read your paper.

--Tracy Lee

I'll bet Tracy picked up a copy of this week's Chronicle to see if that letter was printed. And being pleased with being the first one, will continue reading. As if it matters.

Timothy Verret had also had an opinion. I'll just give you an excerpt.

It's shameful that we, as a society, have to resort to violence to get a point across.

Yes, it is indeed shameful. But this was not violence. It was a "portrayal" as Tracy pointed out, completely unreal and fictitious.

I'll be glad when we, as a society, can make a distinction between humor and reality. I'm happy to report that all the other letters to the editor this week related to important issues facing all of us.

It's quite simple. If McCain/Palin win the election (looking very doubtful) we are the kitten, and in this scenario the gun is real. If you could have registered to vote and didn't because you were too busy or too lazy, then you bear a portion of the guilt for the kitteh gettin' it. And ditto if you bothered to register and can't drag your lazy ass to the polls in November.

And even if Obama/Biden win the election, there's still a kitty and a gun in close proximity. Think economy. Or Afghanistan. Pakistan. American Muslims. Thailand. Racism. Darfur. Iran. Gay marriage or gay equality. Taiwan. Sexism. North and South Korea. Georgia. Discrimination against the transgendered. Kosova. (Shall I go on?)

Yes I shall. China. South Africa. Zimbabwe. Israel. India. Iceland for fuck's sake!

But at least with Obama/Biden, there's a chance we can put some distance between the kitten and the gun.

The choice is clear. The humor, while biting, was funny. The allegory is as real as it gets.

FYI

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

My Brain Has Gone Missing

I need a day off from blogging, as well as commenting on blogs, or even reading blogs. The workday has sucked out my brain and I must go in search of humor.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

I Am Supporting the "Terrorist"

How pathetic of the McCain/Palin campaign to harp on this terrorist shtick. Their true colors are showing now and they aren't red, white & blue. More like black & blue.

"You still alive out there?"



Last debate coming right up.

Is that a microphone in your pants or are you happy to see me?

No photos today because Photobucket appears to be on strike against the god of kona.

Monday, October 06, 2008

Paging Dr. Freud Bellows

They put the weirdest shittrillion on the internal nets.

Oops. Sorry for that financial residue typo.

"The Mother of All IOUs"

I found one answer to the question asked in my last post title below.


The money is literally created from thin air by authorization and subsequently lent to institutions, individuals, foreign governments and others for what basically boils down to the mother of all IOUs.



Exactly. We just need a few trillion of these.


In February 1981, Ronald Reagan - the President who started us on the deregulatory path that has generated the greatest upward transfer of wealth since Congress deeded a tenth of U.S. land over to the railroad barons 140 years ago - had this to say about a trillion-dollar national debt:

I've been trying ... to think of a way to illustrate how big a trillion is. The best that I could come up with is that if you had a stack of $1000 bills in your hand only four inches high you would be a millionaire. A trillion dollars would be a stack of $1000-dollar bills 67 miles high.

Like much of what Reagan said, this wasn't true. If you could balance a trillion-dollar stack of $1000 bills, it would actually rise to just over 63 miles. But Reagan's speechwriter was bad at more than arithmetic. His image failed because few Americans had ever seen a $1000 bill. Calculating with the currency we are most familiar with - the $20 that ATMs spit out - the stack would have been 3150 miles high when Reagan delivered that speech. By the time he left office and was transformed into a Republican icon, the national debt had nearly tripled from the $993 billion owed when he arrived to $2.6 trillion. The twenties would have soared 8190 miles high.

Compared with the current White House occupant, however, Reagan was thrifty. Mister Bush has already added $4 trillion to the debt, 12,600 miles tacked onto the imaginary stack, putting it at 30,240 miles, with 119 days yet to go in his term. And that's before adding another trillion dollars for the bailout.


Multiply this video by 4 and maybe 5. But then again it was 1966. We must adjust for inflation.

Where Do These Billions Come From?

Instead of blogging about this and that today, I was riveted to real-time stock quotes for much of the day. I had prepared myself for the possibility that markets might finish the day down 800 points, maybe even 900.

But around 2:30 this afternoon, they took a reverse course and finished the day down 370 points. Either investors were just playing around with us to get some attention or else they swooped in at the last hour to scoop up all those bargains out there. Whatever.

And then I read where the Feds are going to make available another $900 billion in loans to help banks. Is this on top of the $710 billion they pumped in during the previous two weeks? And is this in addition to the $700 billion bailout that was approved by Congress last week?

It's hard to keep track of it all and it makes my head spin. I'm feeling nauseated. Call 911 and get me an economist!

An account manager at work today was asking me to forecast what I expect to see happening in our industry in Q1 2009, and for the 3 quarters thereafter. I may not be the best person to ask, particularly if you are seeking optimism.

Meanwhile, I just have to stop reading all this financial shit and focus on things that I can actually comprehend.... like the woman in Colorado who had 86 cats in her 2-bedroom condo. Jesus Christ, I definitely know I don't have a problem now.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Lusting for Travertine

Let it never be said that konagod doesn't have expensive taste. I never have to look at a price first. Whatever I'm shopping for, I just need to decide on a favorite and then look at the price and you can bet that item will be in the top 10% in terms of cost.

Anyone who has read this blog for a year or more knows I despise that ugly outdated sheet of vinyl in our kitchen. And the bare concrete floor in the den which has now been exposed for 14 months is starting to grate on my last nerve.

Off we went to Home Depot and Lowe's today in search of the ideal floor covering for each. And since the kitchen and den are adjoining rooms I would really like to have the same flooring material in both to sort of tie the rooms together in a Lebowski kind of way.

My heart had been set on a hardwood at Home Depot called "Santa Fe." As the name implies, it's very rustic and southwestern. Then one day txrad was browsing hardwood flooring on the internet and discovered mesquite hardwood. I was immediately hooked on it. It's beautiful stuff. I suspect it's also very expensive.

The more I read about hardwood, the more I'm having a change of heart. Between the amount of time we spend in the kitchen (a greater risk of spills and stains) coupled with eight cat feet and frequent vomiting (the cats, not us), hardwood might not be the best choice. So I began to reconsider tile or stone.

This travertine tile makes me salivate. I love the color variety and the fact that each piece would be unique. A couple hundred square feet of it might be busy, but certainly an improvement of that filthy yellow and brown 80s vinyl we have now.



The price is unfortunately a tad high for my budget. Damn!




So we kept looking. This porcelain tile is similar but didn't quite have the same lust factor. I think I feel the same way about flooring as I do the presidential campaign. This would certainly be a huge improvement but part of me will always feel like I was settling for something less than I really want.




And while it's considerably cheaper than the travertine 18x18" tiles, it's not THAT much lower than the travertine in a 12x12" size.




I've never thought about having a blue tile floor, but this is nice and interesting. At $2.38 per square foot, it's getting into the price range of decency.




But honestly, does it look that much better than this? And these are under a buck per square foot.



Both stores charge about $3.00 per square foot to install tile. So I have to wonder if I'd want to spend that much on installing some cheap tile.

I've got lots of analyzing and calculating to do. And I don't mind a little splurge to get something I'm going to love as opposed to liking. Some people spend a few thousand every year on a vacation. I hardly ever leave the city limits of Austin. So the way I look at it, my house ought to make me feel the same way I'd feel if I were spending a week or two in Italy.

The difference being that after 2 weeks, I still have my beautiful floors to enjoy 365 days a year vs. having a fading memory of a wonderful time.

Real Men DO Own Cats

I am so pleased to learn that I am a real man and not just some limp-wristed pansy with a feline fetish.
Mr. Fulrath, a 37-year-old design director at Time Out New York, keeps five photographs of Parappa, a shorthaired, bicolored, mixed-breed cat, on his desktop. He knows that it might be considered a little weird that a grown man would be so enamored with his kitty, but Mr. Fulrath, who is into video games and comic books and calls himself a “straight, geeky guy,” doesn’t care.

“She’s my primary relationship,” he said.

Mr. Fulrath is one of a growing number of single — and yes, heterosexual — men who seem to be coming out of the cat closet and unabashedly embracing their feline side.

Thank God, I'm normal!
When the Web site PetPlace.com asked its readers, “Do Real Men Own Cats?” almost 84 percent of respondents said “yes.” “Only intelligent, aware, caring men love cats,” one reader said. And in a 2005 survey by Cats Protection, an animal welfare agency in the United Kingdom, the majority of the 790 people who responded said it was cool for a guy to own cats.

This line of thinking does not surprise cat lovers, many of whom believe that only pillars of virility and masculinity would dare to own one. They are quick to point out other well-known macho cat owners: Ernest Hemingway, Mark Twain, Victor Hugo and Marlon Brando, who reportedly found a stray cat on the set of “The Godfather” and incorporated it into a scene.

But I have never thought of myself as a pillar of virility and masculinity. What an ego boost I got from this article!

Saturday, October 04, 2008

The Cuban Proclamation

When Cuba gets liberated, that country will be the center of our musical universe.

kona's saturday night austin tour

David Byrne at the 2008 ACL Fest last week.



It could just as easily be Steve Martin.

I'll be glad when camcorder audio and cell phone audio or whatever the fuck was used for this catches up to the industry standard, because this could have been better.


THIS is better. Plant & Krauss.





I like to toss Minstrel Boy a bone of contention.

A New #1 Detestable Chore

I used to think cleaning tile and grout was The Worst Chore imaginable. That has now been replaced by cleaning six of these.



Surely there are better ways to spend a Saturday morning.

Friday, October 03, 2008

Nucular Daze

Learn to pronounce it, Sarah, if you expect me to take you seriously.

From the album "New Clear Days," comes a song one of her fans might
appreciate.



Who Is Bill Perkins?



For the past two weeks or so I've been mesmerized by the full page black & white ads in the New York Times placed by Bill Perkins of Houston, Texas.

I finally, tonight, decided to investigate, and I'm not coming up with much. But the ads bring a smile to my face, with a hint of caution.

Gawker for instance.




HA! OK. Funny but just more paranoia. ??

Actually I think such antics express the situation far clearer than any politician ever could.

The Virtual Outhouse Is Open!

Holy crap! What a week and what a night. I don't know about the rest of youse but I might need some comedy and a night off from politics. Well, after Olbermann.

Friday Pussy Blog: Odd Sleeping Positions Edition

Personally, I think I could find a more comfortable place to sleep than the printer output tray, but that's just me.

Soul Food Remnants

Not only did I have a mess to clean up on my blog this morning, but the kitchen is not exactly a pleasure to behold.

txrad could use a lesson or two in utensil management.

Unglued

The VP debate is over. Did I come unhinged last night? You betcha.

Did I hear "Joe Sixpack" and "hockey moms" enough times to choke on my own vomit? Darn right I did.

Sarah Palin can rub me raw and chap my ass in a way no other politician has since George H.W. Bush and George W. Bush. But it was this exchange in the debate which fired up my thrusters:

BIDEN: Absolutely. Do I support granting same-sex benefits? Absolutely positively. Look, in an Obama-Biden administration, there will be absolutely no distinction from a constitutional standpoint or a legal standpoint between a same-sex and a heterosexual couple.

The fact of the matter is that under the Constitution we should be granted -- same-sex couples should be able to have visitation rights in the hospitals, joint ownership of property, life insurance policies, et cetera. That's only fair.

It's what the Constitution calls for. And so we do support it. We do support making sure that committed couples in a same-sex marriage are guaranteed the same constitutional benefits as it relates to their property rights, their rights of visitation, their rights to insurance, their rights of ownership as heterosexual couples do.

IFILL: Governor, would you support expanding that beyond Alaska to the rest of the nation?

PALIN: Well, not if it goes closer and closer towards redefining the traditional definition of marriage between one man and one woman. And unfortunately that's sometimes where those steps lead.

But I also want to clarify, if there's any kind of suggestion at all from my answer that I would be anything but tolerant of adults in America choosing their partners, choosing relationships that they deem best for themselves, you know, I am tolerant and I have a very diverse family and group of friends and even within that group you would see some who may not agree with me on this issue, some very dear friends who don't agree with me on this issue.

But in that tolerance also, no one would ever propose, not in a McCain-Palin administration, to do anything to prohibit, say, visitations in a hospital or contracts being signed, negotiated between parties.

But I will tell Americans straight up that I don't support defining marriage as anything but between one man and one woman, and I think through nuances we can go round and round about what that actually means.

But I'm being as straight up with Americans as I can in my non- support for anything but a traditional definition of marriage.

IFILL: Let's try to avoid nuance, Senator. Do you support gay marriage?

BIDEN: No. Barack Obama nor I support redefining from a civil side what constitutes marriage. We do not support that. That is basically the decision to be able to be able to be left to faiths and people who practice their faiths the determination what you call it.

The bottom line though is, and I'm glad to hear the governor, I take her at her word, obviously, that she think there should be no civil rights distinction, none whatsoever, between a committed gay couple and a committed heterosexual couple. If that's the case, we really don't have a difference.



Many people have argued, and I strongly support this notion, that the government should get out of the marriage business. Provide civil unions for all and leave marriage alone. Let the churches decide if they want to perform marriage ceremonies for same sex couples or not. I have no problem at all with that notion. What bothers me is that it's never on the table in a debate. What we hear is a resounding "NO" from politicians when the issue of gay marriage is presented.

To say I'm fed up with this is obviously an understatement. I'm tired of my orientation being treated as if it is one of the top five problems facing the country. I'm tired of being kicked in the gut. I'm tired of watching Congress scramble all over themselves trying to pass a $700 billion bailout package, now laced with enough pork to feed an army, while simultaneously refusing to provide equality to LGBTQ taxpayers. And speaking of army, I'm tired of a military still embarrassed that gays and lesbians are serving in their ranks. I'm tired of politicians unwilling to take a step to rectify that problem.

And I do not want to wait 55 years to have my relationship with my partner recognized and validated. txrad is not my roommate.

Now, regarding Cynthia McKinney. It is refreshing to go to a candidate's website and see the word "equality." Do I think she has a chance in hell of being elected? Of course not. Am I really going to "throw away" my vote? I don't even know if she's on the ballot in Texas. However, this being Texas, and thanks to the electoral college, does it matter? I might as well write in the name Dennis Kucinich, although I have no idea how you write in a name on an electronic touch-screen.

As for Biden answering the gay marriage question with a "no," it was his tone as much as anything which set me off: the immediate snarl and a resolute no. He might as well have added who in their right mind would support undermining such a bedrock sacred institution as marriage?

The reality is that, despite my emotional meltdown last night, I'll most likely vote for the Obama/Biden ticket simply to send a message to the nation that not all Texans are gung-ho supporters of a Bush failure, nor are we eager for four or eight more years of the same disaster. Obama and Biden may not be able to save the nation but it's pretty darn clear they are a better choice than the McCain/Palin ticket.

However, on most of the issues, I am far more closely aligned with the McKinney/Clemente ticket. It would be nice if someday I could be as enthusiastic in voting for a pair which have a chance of winning. It is refreshing to see candidates who speak the truth and are unashamed of their beliefs and who refuse to pander to a lower common denominator, be it Joe Sixpack or soccer moms, who never have to give a second thought to their spousal hospital visitation rights or pay taxes on their partners' health insurance coverage simply because of their orientation.

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Fuck Obama/Biden

I have removed the Obama/Biden banner from my sidebar.

I will not vote for the Obama/Biden ticket.

That shit tonight about gay marriage is the last straw. And I'm surprised I didn't see this coming.

I will vote for Cynthia McKinney.

txrad agrees.

It was like a kick in the nuts. And we don't need that shit.

But Biden and Palin can agree about Israel.

FUCK!

"Sarah Wins"


Fucking cunts. Both of them.

Debacle Debate Night!

I think the designated cocktail this evening should be absinthe.



However, I'm lacking that stuff so it'll just be tequila and beer for me and txrad as we prepare soul food (he prepares most of it; I do the corn bread) and await the night we've all been waiting for: the one, the only, Joe Biden vs Sarah Palin, live from St. Louis.

"Sarah Wins"



Honestly, I wish I could see the face on that ignoramus. I always like to keep a running tally of what stupid people look like so I can be more aware while milling about in public.

I like that Abraham Lincoln holding the Obama sign!

Anyhoo, come on in, vent your frustrations throughout the debate, or throughout the night. I'll probably post a few konagems as the night wears on and the tequila kicks in.

Update: You both lost me on the gay marriage and gay rights issue. Fuck both of you. Right up the ass.