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Well, they did, once. Nobody hates my 68 Mustang anymore, mainly because I sold it. And I want one again. BAD. I look at Ebay and the local Iwanta all the time. When I see one that I can talk myself into, I’m gonna jump on it. All over it. Like a fly on poo. Like white on rice. Like a fat kid on cake. Like Liz Taylor on Richard Burton. Like Rush on diet pills. Like Bush on anything good for the middle class. LIKE M*****F****ING IKE ON TINA, BABY.

Then I will be a happy boy again.

It will look very similar to this:

Sorry about the goofy repost, but I got hammered with comment spam last night and when I was cleaning it up I accidentally did something to that post and, well, there it is.

My head hurts.

Have I ever mentioned my distaste for G.W. Bush?

The thing is, I don’t think he is a purposefully evil person. It’s not that he wants to do bad things, it’s just that he is like a 6 year old with a loaded gun. Somebody is gonna get has gotten killed.

So much has been made over the years of politicians flip-flopping on issues. But it seems to me that as new information arises one should alter one’s views. I wish Bush would flip-flop on a few things.

Rev1 gave me permission to put up Prank Call up so here it is. Enjoy.

When I work I don’t tend to blog much, even about things that mean a great deal to me. So the other day something went without comment even though I was thrilled to witness it.

The Atlanta Braves clinched their 13th straight division title. This despite being without some of last year’s big hitters and having to weather many first-half injuries.

Every year for the past 14 years (yes, 14, 1994 didn’t have a postseason) I have had to listen to doomsayers and two-bit sports prognosticators bemoan the sorry state the Braves are in and how the can’t possibly win another division title. Every year is the year the run ends. Every year they are wrong, wrong, wrong.

How many years have I had to bear listening to sports analysts talk about how this is the Mets’ year? Or the Phillies’? I’m not inclined to begin cussing in this blog, but you know what? You Chicken Little’s can kiss my m*****f***ing a**. You have been wrong 13 times in a row. That isn’t a blip on the radar. You don’t know what the f*** you are talking about. Now shut up and watch this postseason.

This subject has come up quite a bit lately at work and in my personal life. The United Way and the charities and organizations that it helps fund are very, very busy this year. Especially with Florida getting hammered constantly by hurricanes. You can help the Red Cross and many, many other charities by donating a bit of cashola at UnitedWay.org. You don’t have to give away the farm, donating $5 or $10 makes a big difference.

I was mildly offended by the reaction of some of my coworkers when the annual United Way donation campaign got under way at work this year. There were a number of “What’s in it for me?” sort of reactions. I assume that these same people expect their tithes to be assuring them a spot in heaven. Charity, by definition, isn’t about the giver. Give because it is the right thing to do. It is like letting a little old lady go in front of you at the supermarket, there is actually nothing in it for you. But it is the right thing to do. Same thing with holding a door or smiling at the cashier.

But aside from that, the United Way sponsors many organizations that have a distinct impact on almost every community in America. These range from the Red Cross to the Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts. If you were ever in the Boy or Girl Scouts, you were there through someone else’s generosity. Now it is your turn. Give now.

I got my Rev1 cd entitled “WMD” in the mail today. I’m digging it. It sounds good, reminiscent of some of the early 90’s hip-hop. It sounds like a mix of 3rd Bass, X-clan and GangStarr with the vocals by Serch, the writing by Professor X and Premier producing it. Now obviously these aren’t exact comparisons, just a way of giving you an idea of what it is like. I love the fact that they take current shenanigans and weave them seamlessly into their lyrics.

Track 6 is awesome. Prank Call is the name. I’m going to ask Rev1 if I can put it up on this site. You gotta hear it. Of course, you can own it if you order the cd from the man himself.

This cd rocks. It’s angry and informed. Much like myself.

image ? 2003 Myriad Studios

I have been duped. Horribly, horribly lied to. I have been led to believe something for 6 years now and I have found out it isn’t true. And the part that hurts the worst is that it was my wife that misled me all this time. Man, it hurts. She wasn’t even the one to tell, me I found it out on the internet. The Internet, for crying out loud!

I was checking our voter registration on the local county website and there it was, The Big Untruth laid bare.

Name: Marilyn Slusher
Race: W

All these years and I am just now finding out that she is actually White! I am shocked and appalled. Not appalled that she is actually White, good lord, I’m no racist. I’m just appalled at the elaborate machinations that accompany this hoax. It’s so mind boggling, I can’t even go into it.

All those “she is so articulate” comments should have clued me in. I’m such a sucker.

What hurts the most is that she thought I wouldn’t have accepted her if she had been straight up. Over time I could have learned to accept her deficiency. That is what love is about. Sigh, now I will never know if it could have been real. I’m shattered. This is going to take counseling, lots and lots of counseling.

From the Daily Kos site comes a link to the State Depts map of countries that Al-Qaeda has operated in. Find Iraq in that list, please.

So what’s up with y’all? Anybody got anything going on?