Donuts on the brain

Ok, in one of the more random dreams I've had lately, I just remembered that part of my dream last night involved a Dunkin' Donuts being constructed here in St. Louis, where none currently exist. I mean...whaaaaaa? Is that what counts for dreams these days? Not flying, not forgetting to get dressed or anything, but having a Dunkin' Donuts in your neighborhood.

C-Span: Reality TV at its finest

Did anyone catch this today? Senator Barbara Boxer (D-California) absolutely demolished Condoleeza Rice, raked her over the coals, for her role in the Bush Administration's ill-conceived search for W.M.D.'s in Iraq. It was like a teacher scolding a small child. She was so articulate, and made the whole Iraq business sound so foolish, it almost made me watch it instead of American Idol.

Will the REAL Super Bowl please stand up?

First they said that Sunday's Patriots game against Peyton and Co. was going to be the real Super Bowl this year. And, well, unless you pronounce Worcester, "Woo-sta", the game was pretty much a clunker. Not Super Bowl worthy. Now they're saying that, no, it's THIS Sunday's game against Pittsburgh is really the REAL Super Bowl. This is the one...could it be possible that maybe there won't be a real Super Bowl this year, since the Pats will just steamroll through everyone on their way to a third championship in four years? Maybe, just maybe, no one will be able to put up a good enough fight to give the fans some thrills and chills? If this was a heavyweight fight, we'd be wondering if the challenger can go the necessary three rounds in order to collect his paycheck.

Thoughts before the Pats rip the Colts a new one

Another in the series of posts with no coherent theme:

-Has anyone heard this sort of hip hop/R&B song that uses the tune from "If I Were a Rich Man," from Fiddler on the Roof? That's when you know they're running out of ideas for songs. It sort of continues the trend of sampling from musicals. There was that Jay-Z song that sampled the actual kids singing "It's a Hard Knock Life". I mean, I got a kick out of it, but for some reason this newer one just seems a little ridiculous. If Tevye could hear this, he'd plotz in his undergarments.

-Friday night, a few people from my program went ice skating. I had not done this at least since my junior year at Oberlin. There was that unfortunate incident senior year, but I wasn't wearing skates, and I was only supposed to be a spectator at the hockey game, but one thing led to another and I ended up out there, all loaded up on Jack and coke, and, well...you know the rest. Anyway, if you're ever feeling a little too high on yourself and need to knock that ego down a peg or two, ice skating is indeed the way to do it. As soon as I stepped on the ice, I immediately had doubts as to why I had even wanted to do this in the first place. And when you see little kids wizzing by and doing triple lutzes and stuff, it makes it all the worse. I did get better, though, and managed not to hurt myself.

-Kia and I went ring shopping. Yes, you heard right. More on this later...

Harold and Maude...the Musical?

I couldn't make this stuff up.

See for yourself.

Moore of this, please

I must admit, I caught about 4 minutes of the People's Choice Awards. And in that span of 4 minutes, I managed to see Michael Moore accepting the award for Best Movie for "Fahrenheit 9/11". I cringed. Kia echoed my fears: "I hope he doesn't make an ass of himself. Again." But then something strange happened. The man striding toward the stage looked...well-groomed. He had gotten a haircut. He wasn't wearing a baseball cap. He even had some new-fangled, almost-pomo glasses. And he seemed...happy! He talked about how we shouldn't be divided into Democrats and Republicans, that we are one country and we should act like it. Is this a kinder, gentler Michael Moore? I mean, who the hell WAS that guy?

Why must fundamentalist Christians ruin EVERYTHING?

They came to Oberlin to "protest" certain members of our student body and to inform them of where they will be spending eternity.

And now they must rain on the New Year's Eve parade.

And this was in the Google ad bar from my blog (above). Maybe it's still there. It's the one professing to tell you the "real truth" about New Year's Eve.

http://www.thercg.org/articles/wcdcny.html

Keepin' It Alive in 2005

Last time I wrote, I was in Lexington, MA. This is no longer the case, as I now find myself in The Lou once again. How's that for a spunky opening line to start the new year? Yeah, first post of the year. Here goes:

-It was a media-filled Christmas. Not that we sat and watched CNN for the entire day. But rather, my presents were nice and media-riffic. Yes, folks: media-riffic. Lord of the Rings, Red Sox, Simpsons Season 4, and Eternal Sunshine of the Jim Carrey Trying to Win an Oscar all found their way into my hands, as did Jeff Buckley, Elliott Smith, Modest Mouse, and Ryan Adams CDs. It's too bad that half of those people/bands are dead. Damn you, Elliott.

-Kate's surgery went well, and by the time I left she seemed pretty upbeat once again, despite all the painkillers. Maybe that's why she was upbeat. I don't remember exactly what it was, but she seemed to enjoy it quite a bit. Now, I realize I'm very lucky and blessed and all that for never having had a bad enough accident where I need painkillers. But come on, can't anybody share now and then? Where can I guy get some Vicodin?? It's like when ABL wouldn't share his Ritalin with me. Just one time. No one would have to know. Plus, you were more fun when you weren't on it anyway. I think we'd all agree to that. You say stuff that wasn't really English and you'd do funny dances and stuff. That was cool.

-Kia and I had a rather ineffectual New Year's Eve party. I think that's the best way of describing it. It was sort of there, it showed up, put in its time, but its heart was never really in it. We had an interesting group, including a couple of Oberlin grads, and some people came and went, but we didn't even realize it was midnight until after the fact, because we were watching....what else....."Napoleon Dynamite"!......gosh!!!!.......idiots!!!!!........so yeah, there was no countdown or that "All Acquaintences Be Forgot" song, or kissing at midnight or any of that. I heard some fireworks, looked at my cell phone, and said, "Oh, hey, it's midnight," And people sort of cheered, and we kept watching the movie. This continues a theme in my life, and I think the lives of many others, of having New Year's Eve celebrations that do not live up to expectations. It's just never as fun as it seems like it should be. But hey, I had a good time, it was nice to see people, and I drank three different kinds of alcohol. Cheers.