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Right wing talk radio. Hannity (usually, or someone similar) often winds up following a lot of sporting events on the radio and I stay tuned. I like to at least hear varying perspectives, even if some of them are total bullshit. There's a schadenfreude factor to it too... he's not too happy these days, and his sour grapes are another's sweet wine.
Even better, though... on Sundays, the games fade to Clinton-era Art Bell reruns. Those are awesome, because it's usually also a bunch of laughable bullshit with something that just scares the bejesus outta you because it came true. I love me some conspiracy theories, which definitely qualifies as another guilty pleasure of mine.
New Glarus Spotted Cow all the fucking way. Most of you probably haven't had that since it can only be legally sold in Wisconsin. A high school classmate of mine was smuggling it into NYC for the past few years, where it sold for roughly $10/bottle at an establishment that got shut down for illegally selling it. (New Yorkers - how does that compare to an average bottle of beer?) I have pondered the logistics of smuggling a keg of it into Bonnaroo but decided it was too risky. Most of the Wisconsin microbrews are bottles & kegs only, so the selection of local beverages I can bring to the farm is limited. I'm drinking one right now.
So, I'm not up on my psych enough to know whether that's textbook-definition phobia or not... but I can definitely tell you I don't smurfing want a smurfing needle anywhere smurfing near me.
Trypanophobia? You'd think I'm ok with needles. I ain't.
Is this about the "guilty pleasures?" question? I missed that question initially, because you probably asked it while I was ranting about needles. I did go back and answer that one near the end of the previous page, for the record...
So you were in Iowa for the caucuses? I was pro-Richardson too.
Why did you pick Richardson?
Where in Iowa were you?
What did you think of the tall-corn state? (be honest, I can take it)
I most definitely was in Iowa for the caucuses. I was working out of the Dubuque office because it was closest to Madison. When the caucuses actually took place, I was the precinct captain at a school in Sageville to the north.
Richardson's campaign caught my eye from his initial announcement he was entering the race. One thing about his first press conference as a candidate definitely attracted my interest, even at that early point. He was asked a question (I don't specifically remember what it was) and asked the reporter if he preferred his answer in English or Spanish... and then answered it in French. That alone, however, isn't the basis for selecting a candidate.
I still say Richardson is the most qualified candidate who's sought that office, not only in 2008 but arguably my entire lifetime. His résumé had the depth and breadth to stand out from the rest. He was the only candidate in that field who actually had experience in the executive branch (unless you want to count Dennis Kucinich's stint as mayor of Cleveland) as both Energy secretary and later governor. He was quite impressive in the area of foreign policy. Not only was he our UN Ambassador, but he was also successful in negotiations over hostage/prisoner releases and things. He'd dealt with the likes of Saddam Hussein, Fidel Castro, and North Korea. To emphasize this point, his events (you may remember this, John) often featured a Red Cross pilot whose release he had secured from African warlords. Not to mention that he balanced budgets, brought New Mexico near the top of jobs-producing states - largely because he encouraged development of alternative energy and space travel industries, his state independently observed the Kyoto Protocol, and at one point was actually called the best governor in the US by the National Rifle Association (at least in their primary area of concern,) and was quite the effective Congressman... he introduced 1/7th of the bills that passed in the (I believe) 93-94 session, which is pretty impressive when you consider that he was one of 435. I still maintain to this day that he'd have made a better president than Obama.
As for Iowa itself, meh. Not that different from rural Wisconsin - though I strangely got more of a similar-to-WI vibe (at least the northern part) while in New Hampshire. My worst day of campaigning was having to canvass this hellhole named Holy Cross and the surrounding area. Holy Cross was BFE even by Iowa standards: a half-hour drive from home base, had approximately ten streets, and the nearest gas station was closed for the day at fucking three in the afternoon. The surrounding area, without the aid of a map, was even worse. Not only for navigation purposes, but also for having to drive a Cavalier through all those roads that never saw a plow. One address I had to canvass outside of Holy Cross proper creeped me out. Once I finally found the place, I had a couple large dogs - one with blood on his jowls - swarm my car. There were bones in the yard. I was half-expecting to have a shotgun in my face when I knocked on the door. If ever there was a time in my life I thought I'd die and never be heard from again, it was there... ...but then it turned out the guy actually was a Richardson supporter. Quite a surprise.
All in all it's the kind of place where, if not on business or passing through, I would have no interest in going.
I think www.songlyrics.com can clear most of that up for you. You're welcome
well I didn't ASK songlyrics.com, now did I? did you know that you are the worst board member of the month ever?
You didn't ask songlyrics.com, Bek. This is true... I'm gonna tell you a story.
Back in 4th grade, there was something going on in class over the course of a couple days that Mrs. Gaarder apparently thought was a waste of time for both myself and Christina, the other smartest kid in class. She sent us to the library with our own assignments. Mine was to write a report on the explorer Samuel de Champlain. Some boring old French explorer was of no interest to ten-year-old me. It seemed like punishment to get separated from the other kids to do something so boring... I slacked on it in protest (going through several Choose Your Own Adventure books) and turned in a half-assed report. Mrs. Gaarder gave me a B+, which was probably my worst grade ever at that point, and made me write a new draft outside of class time.
I'm going to Mrs. Gaarder you, Bek... you gave me 27 questions, but I know you can do better. Your assignment is 27 original questions.
If I'm the worst BMOTM ever, I might as well start acting like it
Do you have the time to listen to me whine? I'm responding, aren't I?
Do you want to know a secret? I already do... and no, you can't know.
Can you feel the love tonight? No.
Have you ever seen the rain? Many a time.
Why don't we do it in the road? Sure... how's our birthday look for you? (This question makes me think of a David Cross bit. Bonus!)
Do you come from a land down under? Anatomically, yes. Geographically, no.
Is there anybody out there? Six billion of em and counting.
Where have all the cowboys gone? Not the Super Bowl
Are you ready for the country? This one seems rhetorical, more than actually giving me a choice.
Do you really want to hurt me? Nah. Got a feeling you fight back.
You and whose army? They prefer to be called a "militia."
Where did you sleep last night? My bed, basking in the glow of SportsCenter on sleep timer.
Do you realize? In my present condition, not always
How soon is now? You missed it while you were asking.
What's up? My BAC.
Are you experienced? Why, yes... see you in the road on our birthday? *wink wink nudge nudge*
Do you believe in magic? Only when GOB Bluth does it.
Are you lonesome tonight? What else is new?
Why do fools fall in love? Because they're fools, duh.
How does it feel? (to be on your own, like a rolling stone) With no direction home? Shit, I'm dying for a way out...
Why can't we be friends? I can't get over you blowing me off in 08, when you walked right past me (portapotties near Other Tent) in an Inforoo shirt and kept walking when I called you out ;D
Should I stay or should I go? Indecision me molesta.
Do you think I'm sexy? Didn't you get the hint when I said I'd do it in the middle of the road?
Are you going to Scarorough fair? I've seen both Paul Simon solo and Simon & Garfunkel... Simon solo was way better.
Who let the dogs out? Michael Vick
Could you be loved? Absofuckinglutely.
I've been thinking about my doorbell, when ya gonna ring it? When you extend the invitation
You're asking me this close to the lineup and expect me to say anything but DJJD? Not only would he have this year's lineup, but a bunch of half-baked AC/Superfly ideas for future Roos, some ins & outs of the festival that might be valuable, celebrity encounters, and discover some bands I currently know nothing about. I'd also like to plant the seed of Wolfman Jess' plot involving DJJD bringing a keg to the Inforoo brunch...
If I have to jump into the Malkovich portal of a normal Inforoooster, I'l go with Fishingmaniac. I'm sure I could learn a thing or two about photography and/or the media, a few drink recipes, and I bet his mental porn cache is quite... let's say eclectic.
