Realism vs. Optimism
Stumbling along blindfolded with moderate success
Ok, so I felt a little guilty about posting the picture of Bob and not putting one up of Lenny. As soon as I posted his picture she began lookin' at me with that "It's cuz he's white ain't it" face. Jeez, does she know how to get me. Well, here it is. Now I feel better. And yes, she has half a tail.
Now that concludes the queeriest portion of my blogging career ever. I am now one of those people who post pictures of their animals. Sheesh. But I suppose it could be worse. I could be putting up pictures of my cats dressed in funny little outfits, or worse........Behold:
As some of you may know, this is my cat Bob. Today I am writing a post in his honor because he is really sick.
Goddamn cats....
Really though, they are such a pain in the ass. But alas, I love him and therefore have shelled out the equivelant of my rent money to that no good, comb-over having, creepy pedophile looking veternarian. And all for the love of Bob.
So thats just about it. Everyone send your positive thinking his way for a speedy recovery, or for my financial relief. Goddamn cats......
Here is a pic of Bob in better, fatter days....
The heartwarming story of three inept men and one really odd alien facing the challenges of incompetence together.
"Two nukes up!"- raves White House movie critics.
"A must-see action adventure where you never no what to expect and no one is held accountable!" - Pentagon News
Effects Coming toYour Neighborhood Soon!!!
These, my friends, are our leaders......
Hello all! I thought I would post a clip my mother sent me. She's always really good about finding random liberal stuff online. It is so funny, and see Mom, I told you Will Ferrell was hysterical.
I guess my whole life I have been made to think that a truce was a good thing. I guess I was wrong. To hear it from the Bush Administration, a truce is a admonishment of failure. I thought I wasn't going to have anything new to write about today, but then the CIA authenticated Osama Bin Laden tape appeared on Al-Jazeera and across the globe in milliseconds.
And again I have been amazed at the sheer ignorance of our political leaders. White House spokesman Scott McClellan spoke with reporters today in response to the tapes and discussed Osama's reference to a "truce" among our nations. Now the word in question here is TRUCE. The dictionary defines a truce as:
So I've been feeling kind of bleh lately and haven't really had anything of value to share with you kiddies. And in effect I ended up posting a picture of a kitty.
Maybe it's because I am on school break and only have 999,999 things to do as opposed to 1,545,987 things to occupy my week.
Don't you fear, I'm sure the ball with get rollin' with some new and interesting material once I return to that slacker/stoner/creative type hell hole that prances around in disguise as a college next week.
Until then I thought I'd share a tidbit from the Onion that made me laugh outloud. Yes, I know it is probably in poor taste, but dammit its funny.
Dear Animal Owners:
Dare I ask? What in gods name would make you do this to your cat? I know it's semi-funny when you first see it, but then it slowly becomes sad.
Poor thing. His little kitty boobs are now forever exposed for the world to see.
Have you ever had a moment in your life where you can feel yourself change? Spiritually, mentally, physically, whatever. It's really intense.
Earlier tonight I had such a moment.
Sitting around people and "friends" that I have grown to know over the last few years at my part-time jobs yearly Xmas party, I felt a click in my heart.
For months I have been fighting it. These are people that are slightly amusing, but not earth-shaking. And on some level I feel like I have grown attached to a few of them. Even the people aside, my job itself is pretty sweet. Not only do I have the best bosses in town (financially and patiently) for bar owners, the job itself is pretty cake.
So here I am writing from the fabulous "Free wireless Internet" provided by the lovely and tightly cramped Bradley International Airport in Hartford( Note to Chicago: If dinky little Hartford has FREE internet, what the hell is taking you so long?), following two weeks of visiting family and friends.
Ever since I lived in Chicago I have only been able to make short trips home, thus making me feel like I never really get to spend time with my family. So this time I decided to make this trip as excruciatingly long as possible to ensure that we would all wanted to kill each other. This way it would hold me over for a longer time away. Weird logic right?
I know I've wondered a million times what it would be like if for one day everything shut down and the masses were left to fend for themselves.
In Chicago, I have become sickenly dependent on the CTA and I don't know what I would do if they were to strike. I complain about walking three blocks to catch the bus now! Screw 50 blocks!
So, I am a huge fan of Trent's blog "Pink is the New Blog" because he has a great way of making fun of America's pop culture obsessions. Today I found this picture done by illustrator Todd Umbarger on his site:
How friggin hilarious is that?
And on a completely different note, I found this link to a throw-back Soul Train video and wanted to share it with you.....because who doesn't love Soul Train?
Beware the wrath of the corporate monkeys......
So I've said it before and I'll say it again, I am not a corporate/or office person. It's not the life- sucking fluorescent bulbs or even the mindless babble that I find myself desperately trying to avoid every 5 minutes from the cows in Accounting. It's my own damn brain. Yup. It's me.
There is a great quote in the movie "Office Space" where the main character, Peter, is discussing his work day with these "Evaluators". He says something like, "In one day I probably do about 1 hour of real work." And this is what he does the rest of the time:
So here I am at my internship, just trying to make it through the day without becoming a "pod person" (aka corporate monkey) and I stumble upon this little gem of a quiz. (note: sarcasm)
It's been a while since I've posted anything. One word, Finals. Enough said.
So rather than whine about how uncreative I am because of school sucking out every inch of my brain capacity, I leave you all with this. Ah Beavis and Butthead. Ain't nothing like it.
Thats either one stupid cat or one really tough mouse.
