return

greetings all... back at work for another depressing year... santa cruz/san francisco were, as usual, amazing...

seems like a lot of things happened in my absence... bye to brando (will always remember you as Kurtz in Apocalypse Now and Vito in The Godfather - two of my all-time favorites)... cheers to the success of Fahrenheit 9/11 and all the republicans it's pissed off...

more later when my head gets screwed back on...

let's all go to the lobby and get ourselves a treat...

like the invariable rising and setting of the sun, my summer break is upon me... please forgive the lack of posts for the next two fun-filled weeks, as i will be transported from this herniated dustbowl to the soft beaches of Santa Cruz/Monterey and deep blue expanse of the Pacific for a highly needed yet marginally earned paid vacation... my thoughts will be with you, puercitos...

so, until my return, whack a penguin... (my personal best is 1239)

enjoy, friends.

i get to be the mushroom cloud...

why should halliburton get to have all the fun?

investigate here...

etc., etc.

okay.

when they give it a rest, so will i.

ponderous (continued)

as proof, here's the direct contradiction - more evidence of the dishonest nature of the bush gang...

ponderous

i guess this administration is under the assumption that if you repeat the same lie over and over, it suddenly becomes true.

christianity is stupid

ya know, the really pathetic part of this is that they could probably cure bush's speech impediment for the word "nuclear"...

i wonder if the god that bush believes wants him in power (which would roughly correspond to hitler's belief in "providence") is the same god that anti-abortionists who blow up clinics pray to...

shhhhhh!

if you listen closely, you can hear the heads rolling...

a fool's fable

what?!? the government says they released inaccurate data?? couldn't be... i mean, they wouldn't try to pass on fictitious information to the american public AGAIN, right?

let's look at it this way.

let's say you make a major mistake at your job... something that, if your boss discovers it, will string your little ass up... just inexcusably wrong... and then the hammer drops... yeah, he/she is pissed, and probably rightly so... i mean, they hired you to do a job, right, and they understand that accidents happen and all, but what you did was... well, pretty fucked up... your boss, being the understanding lout he/she is, lets you off the hook but gives you a pretty stiff warning about paying attention to what you're doing... instance forgotten.

now do you really think you're gonna fuck up AGAIN the same way? of course you're not, unless you're incredibly addled or just didn't give a shit.

or maybe your mistake wasn't really an accident... maybe you had ulterior motives, like, say... you had a general election coming in a few months and needed your hardcore foreign policy stance to look good to the populace... i don't know, something silly like that... and maybe you thought you could just slide it by the old man/woman one more time...

you know you're busted... so what do you do? you hang on and you wait... keep your error covered up, even when people start asking questions... and then, by a sheer stroke of luck, the break you've been waiting for: a retired and much-beloved CEO for the company you work for passes away... suddenly, your mistake, even though your boss is still none-too-thrilled about your LAST celebrated fuck-up, seems less than important when compared to the "sad tragedy of a fallen warrior"...

but there's just one problem...

another, more poignant, farewell

goodbye, ray.

and thank you.

*sigh*

bless you, rogue artist, wherever you may be...

bored?

mindless tuesday fun...

careful... this turns out to be highly addictive...

adios

my good friend ian's boy, elric by name, has departed to live with his pop in the NW... granted the limited time i was able to see him, reno'll be a much grayer place in his absence...

in other farewells, ronnie reagan finally bought the farm his administration was able to swindle from rural folk in the eighties... and khadafi has decided to bury the hatchet in the corpse's back...

jello biafra would just plotz.

break

seein' as how there isn't much going on that wasn't expected (cheney and his haliburton ties, dubya "bucking up" the populace, etc.), i thought it would be nice to share a little of what i've been listening to...

first off - kick yerself repeatedly if you haven't heard Yeah Yeah Yeahs... incredible lyrics and attitude, and Karen O is just cute as all hell...

secondly (and maybe more importantly, though my wife may beg to differ), are the Dresden Dolls (thanks for sharing, zen)... wonderfully full sound from a two piece band (piano and drums)... be sure to check out the video on their site for "Girl Anachronism"...

that's all for now.

in defense of john mccain

i find it incredulous that mr. hastert somehow finds the "moral high ground" to blithely toss notions of sacrifice around, especially when he directs such comments to a man who was a POW during the vietnam war... reading mr. hastert's biography, i don't see any instance of any sort of sacrifice - making such a fine example of a republican legislator eligible only to keep his big trap shut.

kerry / mccain 2004 - you know you want it.

marvel comics it ain't

now that Stalin World is up and running (thanks for letting me leech, mike), maybe potential visitors should review the story a little before attending...

this probably would be better if someone had a death ray...

i promised myself i wouldn't cry

ahhhh... fine german engineering.

be sure to watch the movie.

my hero

ya know, maybe bush is right... maybe we DO owe rumsfeld a debt of gratitude... so let me be the first to say thanks.

thanks, don, for helping to ruin our reputation across the globe.

thanks for opening our eyes to the outdated, irregular and perverse sanctions of the Geneva Convention.

thanks for your swaggering, close-minded, sanctimonious assertions on issues you clearly have no knowledge (nor care) about, and that have all turned out to be false.

thanks for helping to perpetuate a divisive, combatant atmosphere here at home, not only with foreign nations, but among americans as a whole.

and finally thanks for defining the American Way: "to vulgarize and falsify until the bare lie shines through." (thank YOU, bill)

your nation salutes you, rummy.

ya bastard.

decisions, decisions

trouble in paradise? maybe they should just give rumsy a gun, lock him in a room and let him take the "honorable" way out, like the good nazi that he is.

house of maus

whether you're a fan of michael moore or not, this is just an incredibly silly move on the part of Disney... all it's gonna do is hype the movie beyond belief and make it more and more popular... sorta like the "controversy" surrounding the Passion of the Christ.

personally, i've been a fan of mr. moore since Roger & Me, and though he can be quite preachy and one-sided, i still find his work illuminating and important in a world where the concept of freedom seems to have run awry...