Friday, April 23, 2010

I've been neglecting you

And I am sorry about it. I don't mean to, I'm just insanely busy. In the mean time, take a look at the sun...

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

The WTF of the week so far

I'm sure you've seen this already, KFC's bunless sandwich.
CNN says:
"The bun-free ("so meaty, there's no room") sandwich features two pieces of bacon, two slices of melted cheese and "Colonel's Sauce" - which KFC officials said is a "zesty mayonnaise" -- slathered between two chicken filets, either original recipe (540 calories and 32 fat grams per or the slightly slimmer grilled version (460 calories and 23 fat grams)."

Jesus Christ. Is KFC trying to kill us? Are they the real terrorists?
That is just insane.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Friday randomness

A couple of things, first off, Happy Good Friday to all you Christians. Nice of you to catch up, I will never understand why your rebirth ceremony has to be so far away from the equinox. But whatever. In order to atone for their sins, Filipinos are nailing themselves to crosses today. Yeah, I kind of wish I was making that up, but frankly if I'm not going to criticize the Sun Dance, I won't criticize people nailing themselves to crosses.
Anna Paquin is Bisexual. While reading the comments for an article on this, I came across some guy saying that this proves that being gay is a choice, because she has chosen to be Bi. Yeah. Sorry dude, being Bi is something you are born with, just like being gay. However, I do wish that people would stop saying they are Bi as a stepping stone to being gay. There is a difference, when you are bi you are actually attracted to people of both sexes. It kind of cheapens the fact that it is a real thing, and makes people think that if you are Bi you are actually gay. However, good for her. I'm proud for any star who says they are gay or Bi. It's not easy to come out.
And lastly, I love the number 7, so I liked this story about how the lottery paid out $77.7 million after the number 7-7-7-7 hit.
Have a Happy Easter all...

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Hutaree, Atari, whatever

Everyone, of course, is talking about these loony tunes. I really don't have too much to add, outside of, when I first heard them being talked about I thought the newscasters were saying Atari, and I could not figure out why someone would name a milita that. Not that Hutaree is much better.
The name even looks goofy.
Anyway, if you would like to see something really freaking disturbing, go again and make with the clicky here. That's going to take you to TPM, and their article on the Facebook pictures of a Hutaree wedding. I really shouldn't have looked at it this early in the morning. But I'm sure most of you have thicker skin that I do.
This whole thing makes me wonder how many more of these fringe militas are out there. I don't mean the mainstream militas (wow, never thought I'd say that), but people like these guys that are so crazy that even the big guys don't want them. Two of the members of this milita were kicked out of one of the bigger Michigan militas. That says a lot to me about the whole thing.

Monday, March 22, 2010

In which I complain about the misuse of poetry

Many things have irritated me today, but only one has actually pissed me off. It involves this poem...

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley

This is a favorite poem of mine (a reminder here that I follow Norse Gods, this poem is very much their speed). I was already irritated when Timothy McVeigh quoted it. But now the crazy ass, anti-health care, kill Obama, we must all go to war people are quoting it too.
Now, I'm all about poetry meaning different things to different people, and so like all art it is the impression the words make on your soul that counts. I would just prefer that these Tea Partiers stick to stuff they actually understand. What speaks of war to some people speaks of courage in the face of the struggles in life to others.
However, thanks again Tea Baggers for a chance to use my Tea Baggings tag. Yay!
It may not be perfect, but by the end of this week we will finally have healthcare reform. I'm one of the people who believe that we can do this piece by piece the way we did Medicare, so I'm not too terribly worried about this being "it".
It's damn good to finally have it started.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone.
Faol saol agat, gob fliuch, agus bás in Éirinn.*

If I hear that anyone has sung Danny Boy today I swear to you, as a proud Irish woman, that I will hurt you for it. There are better songs to sing today.

* This should translate as "Long life to you, a wet mouth, and death in Ireland".