Ugh, I don't even know what to say. Racial, political, cuckoo, or just a desperate plea for attention?
UPDATE: cuckoo.
Showing posts with label weird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weird. Show all posts
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
This is weird and I'm sorry....
I don't know why...
but I find John McCain's mother, Roberta, to be a very beautiful woman.
Not like I wanna hook up with her, you scoundrels! You rapscallions! She's 96, and anyways, I am spoken for. I just... find her beautiful!
It occurs to me that I also happen to find this gentleman, an actor named Hans Howes, very handsome. You may recognize him from There Will Be Blood or some commercials he's done. I dunno, he has nice eyes and good bone structure. However, he's only a spry 65, and an Aquarius to boot. Sue me.
All right, bring it on. I pretty much asked for it.
UPDATE: I know some of you will laugh and point, but it turns out that both of these fine-lookin' old folks are Aquarians. Call it a coincidence if you want, but many of you know I have an Aquarius problem! Aquarians just have a, uh, joie-de-vivre that sets them apart. Perhaps that's what applies here? Eh. I dunno.
but I find John McCain's mother, Roberta, to be a very beautiful woman.Not like I wanna hook up with her, you scoundrels! You rapscallions! She's 96, and anyways, I am spoken for. I just... find her beautiful!
It occurs to me that I also happen to find this gentleman, an actor named Hans Howes, very handsome. You may recognize him from There Will Be Blood or some commercials he's done. I dunno, he has nice eyes and good bone structure. However, he's only a spry 65, and an Aquarius to boot. Sue me.
All right, bring it on. I pretty much asked for it.
UPDATE: I know some of you will laugh and point, but it turns out that both of these fine-lookin' old folks are Aquarians. Call it a coincidence if you want, but many of you know I have an Aquarius problem! Aquarians just have a, uh, joie-de-vivre that sets them apart. Perhaps that's what applies here? Eh. I dunno.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
The Herd
Aw, it hurts so bad.....
And that's just watching the Palin/McCain rally! Heh heh heh....
I am so wretchedly sore today. I look around my little home and see all the things I should have used my arms and shoulders to do before 5pm yesterday, like put away my laundry, or vacuum the cat hair off of my futon. I don't know how long it will be before I can safely or easily do these things again, but I have a guest tomorrow night so I suppose they will be done whether I like it or not. I have let Greg the trainer do things to me that I have never allowed anyone to do to me before, which sounds funny but is very, very true. I'm hoping that once I break all these muscle groups in, feeling this sore will be a thing of the past. Lord knows I've worked out plenty before, but I have never felt like this. Maybe I'm just getting flippin' old.
So, back to the rally, which is the real reason I dragged my arms onto the desk to post.
There are few things that make me more physically uncomfortable than when the cameras at a political rally focus on the glassy eyes and queer faces of a crowd chanting some punny political slogan. Just now it was "No-Bama!" and there were three kinds of faces in the crowd: those who were loving it, feeling all victorious; those who clearly felt awkward and lame about it but chanted it anyway; and, most frightening, those who appeared not to even be cognizant of where they were, just chanting away. For that group, it seems as if you could replace the "No-Bama" with "Heil! Heil! Heil!" and they would just be chanting along, all flat affect and lifeless eyes.
Brrr!
Now, I want to be clear, especially now that I've replaced a Republican chant with a Nazi one, that I'm not only talking about Republican rallies here. I attended an Obama rally, and I love the man, but I'm just not a chanter; when the "Yes, we can!"s begin, I think, "Ugh, no, I can't". I'm one of those people who feels wrong clapping along at concerts, mostly because I know that eventually everyone will get off beat and just screw everything up for the artist or the portion of the audience who does not believe that their participation in the performance is required. I guess the difference is, I'll clap at concerts when the performers encourage it (and start it off so that everyone in the rhythmically-challenged audience doesnt wander too far off the beat!), but no chanting for me, please. I don't think I'm too cool, I'm not ironic about these things, and I don't get easily embarrassed by shows of patriotism, political solidarity, idealism, etc. I just..... don't want to chant. Don't make me. And don't look at me like *I* am weird or some kind of loser for not wanting to do it. I don't know who really wants to do it anyways, people just do, it's like social clapping. Who goes to a rally thinking to themselves, "I hope we chant a lot tonight! I love that part!" People just do it, they need no motivation. And, ugh, cameramen- don't focus on those queer faces when the audiences are doing it. Brrr! Bleagh!
And that's just watching the Palin/McCain rally! Heh heh heh....
I am so wretchedly sore today. I look around my little home and see all the things I should have used my arms and shoulders to do before 5pm yesterday, like put away my laundry, or vacuum the cat hair off of my futon. I don't know how long it will be before I can safely or easily do these things again, but I have a guest tomorrow night so I suppose they will be done whether I like it or not. I have let Greg the trainer do things to me that I have never allowed anyone to do to me before, which sounds funny but is very, very true. I'm hoping that once I break all these muscle groups in, feeling this sore will be a thing of the past. Lord knows I've worked out plenty before, but I have never felt like this. Maybe I'm just getting flippin' old.
So, back to the rally, which is the real reason I dragged my arms onto the desk to post.
There are few things that make me more physically uncomfortable than when the cameras at a political rally focus on the glassy eyes and queer faces of a crowd chanting some punny political slogan. Just now it was "No-Bama!" and there were three kinds of faces in the crowd: those who were loving it, feeling all victorious; those who clearly felt awkward and lame about it but chanted it anyway; and, most frightening, those who appeared not to even be cognizant of where they were, just chanting away. For that group, it seems as if you could replace the "No-Bama" with "Heil! Heil! Heil!" and they would just be chanting along, all flat affect and lifeless eyes.
Brrr!
Now, I want to be clear, especially now that I've replaced a Republican chant with a Nazi one, that I'm not only talking about Republican rallies here. I attended an Obama rally, and I love the man, but I'm just not a chanter; when the "Yes, we can!"s begin, I think, "Ugh, no, I can't". I'm one of those people who feels wrong clapping along at concerts, mostly because I know that eventually everyone will get off beat and just screw everything up for the artist or the portion of the audience who does not believe that their participation in the performance is required. I guess the difference is, I'll clap at concerts when the performers encourage it (and start it off so that everyone in the rhythmically-challenged audience doesnt wander too far off the beat!), but no chanting for me, please. I don't think I'm too cool, I'm not ironic about these things, and I don't get easily embarrassed by shows of patriotism, political solidarity, idealism, etc. I just..... don't want to chant. Don't make me. And don't look at me like *I* am weird or some kind of loser for not wanting to do it. I don't know who really wants to do it anyways, people just do, it's like social clapping. Who goes to a rally thinking to themselves, "I hope we chant a lot tonight! I love that part!" People just do it, they need no motivation. And, ugh, cameramen- don't focus on those queer faces when the audiences are doing it. Brrr! Bleagh!
Monday, October 6, 2008
More about law school applications...
I just want to say...
This is really exciting! I've been zeroing in on this very moment for years and now it's all coming together. I'm *almost* looking forward to the insanity of waiting for responses once all these durned things go out. Isn't that kee-razy?
I'ma be juuust like this guy! With the fists of victory and all!
This is really exciting! I've been zeroing in on this very moment for years and now it's all coming together. I'm *almost* looking forward to the insanity of waiting for responses once all these durned things go out. Isn't that kee-razy?
I'ma be juuust like this guy! With the fists of victory and all!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Learning from MassHealth informational pamphlets
...Specifically, learning Creole. Or Kre'yol.
TRE ENPOTAN! Enfomasyon sa a konsene benefis MassHealth ou. Fok yo tradwi l touswit pou w. MassHealth kapab tradwi l pou w. Si w bezwen ed ak tradiksyon an ouben ak lot bagay, rele MassHealth nan 1-888-665-9993.
The funny thing is, if you speak just a little French, as I do, and try sounding it out phonetically, you can *kind of* make sense of it. I want to post the translation, but I don't want to spoil the fun! Also amusing, the French translation of the same information is here and is entirely different. The syntax is altogether different as well.
!!!
MA is so flippin' inclusive! Buncha hippies.
TRE ENPOTAN! Enfomasyon sa a konsene benefis MassHealth ou. Fok yo tradwi l touswit pou w. MassHealth kapab tradwi l pou w. Si w bezwen ed ak tradiksyon an ouben ak lot bagay, rele MassHealth nan 1-888-665-9993.
The funny thing is, if you speak just a little French, as I do, and try sounding it out phonetically, you can *kind of* make sense of it. I want to post the translation, but I don't want to spoil the fun! Also amusing, the French translation of the same information is here and is entirely different. The syntax is altogether different as well.
!!!
MA is so flippin' inclusive! Buncha hippies.
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