Vice President Calm in Face of Swine Flu

If I was a late night comic, I couldn't ask for a better Vice President

So, maybe journalism isn't totally dead: AP writer Calvin Woodward actually shows the Pres's "errors" and so far still has his job.

Flu data isn't painting the emergecy scenario that our news (and some politicians,* ahem*) are.

Welcome, public!

Ok, I have all of 8 Twitter followers, 9 maybe (it's 8: #9 dumped me), at least three I don't actually know (but that's how Twitter works, natch) and if you are one that has wandered over here, Welcome!

You are the first eyes other than mine to see this, it's been something of an outlet for me, a little blogging therapy? Not really. It's just that I don't have such a high opinion of myself that I think any(or every)body needs (or wants) to know what my feeble mind is producing!

So. Read. Write. I'm here for you :)

Wednesday

There's too much to write about, but let it be known that I have stuff to say! :)

Planes over NYC, GM on the rocks, Swine Flu, teleprompter screwups, and I'm too tired to link it all. You're web savvy, look it up!

Fiction Family is enjoyable, however.

Blogs,bloggin, blogger, twit, tweet, twitter

I have the greatest thing to say! Don't you all want to hear it? I have to tell you what I just did/thought/ate/drank/said/read!!!!!!!!!!

and the funny thing is, no one will read this cause I haven't told anyone I'm doing it. I had a conversation today about blogs, twitter, facebook, etc., and it was rightly pointed out that it's amazingly egomaniacal (my words) to think that anyone cares about what you (or, in this instance, I) have to say about anything. Although I totally get that and agree, it is a part of that creative impulse that so many now are tapping into in a written way, maybe the way diaries and letters used to fulfill. For me, it's about the desire to write that I've always ignored for lack of effort, mostly: now it's so easy, why not?

This would be more satisfying if it were public, but I admit I'm too aware of the self-aggrandizing nature of this medium to not be embarrassed that I'm doing it.

That makes me double-weird, I think.

Tweeting

Yes, I'm all a Twitter! I joined to follow my Talent Agency and got sucked in, just like that black hole Facebook.

Ok, ABC seems to be all over the CIA stuff even if nobody seems to care that our national security is being compromised. Props to ABC.

Liked a song I heard at the end of Private Practice last night (I was reading, mostly, while the lovely and talented Mrs. watched) and I think it was Carry The Weight by Denison Witmer but I'm not sure yet. Nope. When She's Near by Fiction Family

It's a beautiful day in Cincinnati, Ohio. Life is good. Still looking for additional income streams, and I know that this blog isn't one of them. We shall see, we shall see.

More Earth Day fun

This, this, and this from Rush Limbaugh, well, via him, I should say, he's the conduit not the originator. Read it yourself, I'm not Sparknotes or Cliff.

Earth Day!

Ethanol not all it was advertised.

Thank God for the Earth, and thanks to the Earth for petroleum and the products ingenious humans have created with it! This product of nature frees me to work where I work doing the job I have chosen, and those plastic grocery bags kept me from buying a Diaper Genie, are my luchbox, gross garbage (like a week-old bird carcass) picker-upper, and will be recycled!

Richer countries pollute less. So, if we've exported production and the pollution that goes with it, we need to export capitalism to increase the standard of living in those countries so they pollute less, I guess.

Lunchtime blogging continues

Janet, Janet, you aren't exactly raising our international image, there, are you?

Totally not related to Janet Napolitano, is Judge Napolitano's book about race in America. He made an interesting point today on an interview with local AM talker Brian Thomas (no relation, either): when you define a group as non-persons (like Dred Scott or unborn babies) you can do whatever you want with them. Ouch. The founders came from the mindset that slaves weren't people. We, as a nation have changed so much that now we have fetuses in utero, not babies. Take that, Margaret Sanger...oh wait, she believed some people weren't persons, too, didn't she?

The bloom is off the Rose

Poor Mr. Gibbs can't get away with anything these days. So, where is 100 million a lot and 8 billion not? Washington. Here's an AP story (!) pointing out how little that 100 million is, comparatively.

As told on 55wkrc this morning, China is breaking ground on a state-of-the-art nuclear power plant using good ol' American technology while VP Biden is visiting windmills. You can make up your own punchline.

That's enough for this lunchtime.

dang that global warming!

Sometimes it snows in April.

Alright, I need to know how to make this blog an income stream. Or anything a secondary income stream. Just sayin', you know?

Bored at Work, unfortunately.

Alright, I'm bored. Bored with work, bored with taxes, politics, tea, tea parties, fat, fire ants, food, chocolate, Facebook, email, cars, grey skies.

Waaaaaaaaaaah.

On the other hand, BO is the gift that keeps on giving: No Jesus, yes I'm a potential right wing terrorist, and all this deficit spending is a rock upon which we will build a new economy on five pillars of a plan.

That, the coverage of tax day protests was interesting. And Crappy!

Don't get me started on the dog. I know, I know, all the Presidential pets are stupid news, but jeesh. It's not like there are pirates amuck or anything. That reminds me of a funny bit a juggler/performer at the Renaissance Festival did this past season. He was bemused at the Pirate weekend they had had and the new (Disney-movie inspired) love of all things pirate. He likened it to if, in the future festivals 400 years from now, they had Jihad week, or served Talibran Flakes, as pirates were the terrorists of the period! I wish I could remember all his jokes!

Camille Paglia, the New World Order, and me.

Camille Paglia has had my respect for years, most memorably from an issue of Interview magazine in which she and Tim Allen conversed amusingly. Her most recent column is entertaining, and while I obviously not an atheist like she is, and am not politically liberal, either, she's thoughtful and principled, and not subject to groupthink.

I don't like Barack Obama's stances on most of the issues of the day, and I think he pulled the greatest political bait and switch of the modern era, sounding conservative while appealing to his base, then showing he's a statist. However, while he has embarrassed me with his naive bumbling, especially on this trip to Europe, etc., this is not acceptable, and I am outraged. You should be, too.

Politics is funny.

T-shirts.

Now go read something! Like this. It seems not all of the world holds our new President in the highest of esteem.

That's all I got.

Monday, monday...

Should anyone be surprised by the latest polls? Not I, said the fly.

Audition today as a much older man for another hospital spot, this time Indianapolis. Good rate, my usual two-week paycheck for one day's work, if I get it, less agency fee. As they say, it's good work if you can get it!

Exciting sports-filled weekend, so, yes, my head is sunburned. Ben's the winner, 3 soccer games Saturday, 1 Sunday: Trevor's a distant second with 1 baseball and 1 soccer Sunday: Gretchen had a lazy weekend with 1 lacrosse game Saturday to get the festivities in motion.

Prayers for those in Italy

I've finished Twilight and am on to The Conscience of a Conservative. I've read more not as a teacher, and am enjoying that.

Thinking about going public!

I truly am: I'm not being mean or controversial here, my liberal friends are friends first, political opposites second, and it' getting to much like, well, you remember the line from Fame from the orchestra teacher about the electronic music?

Char Philpott is improving, for those that know me and know her, so Yay! We Fall Down, We Get Up.

I love science. Of course, they had to tip to the GWA (global warming alarmists, i just coined an acronym), but truth will out.

A workmate brought me Barry Goldwater's "The Conscience of a Conservative" I can't wait to read it.

That's all I got!