Twenty Years Ago

In the late 1980's Tipper Gore (Al Gore's wife, and the sole reason I voted against Al or would have if I voted back then) sparked a crusade against music. She apparently heard her daughter listening to Prince, the same Prince that played the Super Bowl Half-time show three years after Janet Jackson showed the world her boob as a 'safe' artist. The song was Darling Nikki.

At this point in my life I had heard of Frank Zappa, but was only familiar with "Don't Eat The Yellow Snow". After watching this show with my family, I decided that I would delve into Mr. Zappa's music a little bit further.



Thankfully Ms. Gore was thwarted by none other than folk singer Jonh Denver and his statement to the Senate Hearing that he was "strongly opposed to censorship of any kind in our society or anywhere else in the world", and that in his experience censors often misinterpret music, as was the case with his song "Rocky Mountain High".

Super Crazy Busy

I am getting the keys to my new place tonight.



Yay.

Sweet Revenge

So taking the advice of Buzz, I posted last Friday's post on the Chicago CL Rants and Raves forum. I didn't get too many responses. Here are some of the ones I did get.

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Date: 2007-02-24, 1:02PM CST



Since he was driving an f350 truck give him a pass. He is full of hatred and envy because his life is not a dream anyone would want to live. Post his address and I'll send him 50,000 dollars so he can be happy like us educated and concerned people.

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Date: 2007-02-24, 1:36PM CST


Wait a few weeks then throw a brick through his picture window. Attach a note saying "drive carefully".

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Date: 2007-02-24, 1:59PM CST


Anything you do, be sure to leave a note with a smiley face and "Can you finger out who I am?" or "Careful who you flip off and throw shit at next time".

I suggest sugar water in the tank, which takes a little time. Or, jamb a potato or two REALLY TIGHT in his exhaust pipes, or keying (but that just makes it seem like a jealous girlfriend), 1 1/2" roofing nails under his tires to back out over, let the air out of 4 tires (use a snipper and just cut the stems), dogshit on his door handles and gas cap, a nice shade of pink poured over the cab (a quart should do), Crazy Glue in the door locks (including gas cap key if there is one).
Jesus, this is fun to think about!

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Date: 2007-02-24, 1:43PM CST


I too get very frustrated but, it's best to let it go. You will not accomplish anything by having his address.

Always think of this when you are angry – we all go through many things in our life. How do you know his mind isn't consumed because his wife/mother/father/child

/children died or one of them is dying in a hospital, maybe he is going through a divorce, bankruptcy and or lost his job.

People don't do things on purpose unless it was with intention. This sounds like he was pre-occupied. Also, perhaps he was in a hurry to get home because of anyone of the items I mentioned above.

Let go – there will be a time you accidentally do something to someone and you'll know it wasn't intentional and you wouldn't want anyone to retaliate towards you and or family.

Throwing something wasn't cool - I do know if you press charges, he can lie and say you threw something at him then you just wasted time on some person you don't even know. You can never get your time back.
Spend it proactively.

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There are some really good ideas there. Personally I really like the 'dogshit under the door handle' one. My dad told me that some lady got jail time for a similar offense. That sounds fun, but who has the time for a lawsuit? Not me. No, I think I'll type up a short letter, letting the Jackass know what I could have done, if I were at his level. Then I'll print the linked story and drop it harmlessly in his mailbox.


With an M-80 attached to it.

What's the deal, maaannnn?

So yesterday on my long commute home there was an incident.

There was a spot in the road where the right lane of a 2-lane-going-each-way-road merged into the left. I saw the HUGE blinking arrow sign and road horses and merged into the left lane long before the merge. I let a few people in front of me who also noticed the hazard. Then there was this one Jackass, driving a Blue Ford F-350 with the license plate 41 640E that drove around the last person to merge in front of me, apparently not aware of the HUGE BLINKING ARROW SIGN telling him to merge left. He quickly ran out of road and realized all this stuff was put in the middle of his lane he tried desperately to cut me off and squeeze his road hog of a truck in front of me. Having damage to my bumper already, I just didn't let him. Once we passed the hazard, the Jackass sped around me and threw something that hit my passenger window and flipped me the bird.

Well, I wrote down his info, and followed him at a distance to his house. So know I know where he lives.

Any suggestions as to what I do with this info, or do I just let this go?

Not So Fat Tuesday

So yesterday I had planned a dinner consisting of Chicken, Shrimp, and Andouille Jambalaya with Cajun-Stuffed Pork Chops and cornbread muffins. I went to the local Jewel at lunch and bought some pork chops, raw shrimp and sausage. I shoved them into the fridge here and set an alarm on my phone so I wouldn't forget them here.

5 minutes before I am ready to leave, I run down to the cafeteria and grab my meat. I bring it back to my office and decide a quick trip to the boys room is necessary before I get into my car for the 50 minute commute home. After I handle my business in the rest room, I come back to my office shut down the computer, lock my cabinets, and turn off the equipment. Then I put on my coat, grab my bag and leave. Only I didn't grab the meat.

And I didn't realize it until I got home. We had plain old Chicken Jambalaya and corn muffins. Blah.

At least my office wasn't rank when I got here this morning.

Hotter than Hell

Current Office Temp: 73.5 F

Current Outdoor Temp: 45 F

Current Office Worker Attitude: FUCK OFF

That's all, back to your regularly scheduled program.

Smoked

The Daytona 500 race was this weekend. My guy' Tony "Smoke" Stewart' was heavily favored to win. For most of the race he ran in 2nd, then after going a little fast out of pit row and having to go all the way to the end he took first place. He was the wrecked by a Bush. (Well, a Busch but still). The end of tthe race was something to see. 2 cars battling head to head to the finish line while almost everyone behind them smashed into each other. Good Stuff.

I've been really digging this band lately Asobi Sesku.

They just released a live album, and last years Citrus is great.

Other events of the weekend were a quick, relaxing trip to Detroit. And that was it. I didn't do anything except get over this sinus infection. Of course I forgot the antiboitics I'm supposed to take twice daily this morning when I was late leaving for work.

I Still Don't Feel Better

But I did download the new Modest Mouse CD today when I got to the office. I'm listening to it now. Nice.

Hopefully these drugs the Doc gave me will kick in.

I'm getting out of town for the weekend. Next week I start packing.

Ugh

I got some med's from my Doc today. Hopefully this sinus thing finally goes away.

Snow Day

I'm In!

I just got a call from the New Landlord.

I'm approved. I can move in starting 3/1. Now I need to line up movers, come up with the security deposit, get cable, electric and cooking gas hook-up's, pack............

So I filled out an application and should be all set to get the New Apartment. Now I am kind of getting a little stressed about the whole moving thing.

Today, my brother turns 12. Happy Birthday Little-Bro!

I just caught the office assistant checking out my 'package'

I just can't seem to shake this 'cold' and I'm beginning to wonder if it's a sinus infection.....

Shut Up.

So today I turn on ESPN Radio and hear that Jeff Garcia is interested in coming to Chicago.

Ummmm, if that happens I will be a Packer Fan for the rest of my life. Do me a favor, look up stats for Brett Favre, Troy Aikman, Peyton Manning Joe Montana and Dan Marino. Compare those stats from their first full year as a starter to Rex Grossman and get back to me. Also, only one of them took their team to the Super Bowl in his first few seasons as a starter, and he went on to become one of the Greatest QB's ever.


Also, Rush.. JUST SHUT UP. Stop talking, really.


I'm now done with football talk. Go Cubs!!


It's fucking cold. I'm sick. I'm boring.

Shit, Fuck, Damn!

I'm still angry.

Also, if you were disgusted by Mr. O'Reilly's comments on how that 11 yr old kid nap victim liked being kid-napped and RAPED you can email him here: oreilly@foxnews.com.


My Letter to Bill:

Mr. O'Reilly,

I just wanted to take a moment out of my busy day and commend you on your statements about Shawn Hornbeck enjoying being a kid-nap victim on your show. Like you said, otherwise he would have gone home at some point, I mean he was so close. Right?

I know that when I was 11years old I would have LOVED to be forcibly taken away from my family. I definitely would have chose being forcibly raped over going to school for 4 years. I mean forced sodomy, or 8th grade math.. not a hard decision for any kid I would guess.

Mr. Bill O'reilly, you sir are a jackass. I hope that you do the right thing here and go on your show and APOLOGIZE to Shawn Hornbeck and his family. You owe them that. To go on your show and proclaim the things you did about this poor child is disgraceful and disgusting.

Concert josh

Top Chef

So after seeing the disappointing ending to this season's Top Chef I decided to look up where Marcel was working in Vegas.

According to his bio on the Bravo web site he works for Chef Joël Robuchon at the MGM in Vegas. A very good friend of mine also works for Chef Robuchon so I gave him a call to see if it would be possible for me to meet Marcel when I go out to Vegas later this spring.

Chef Dusto informed me that he too thought Marcel should have won, but his attitude in 'real life' was much like his attitude on the show. The smarmy, know it all, I'm better than you attitude he exhibited on the show. He was pretty much hated as much in 'real life' as he was on the show. Also, Chef Dusto informed me that Molecular Gastronomy was really looked down upon in the upper echelon of Chef's.

My opinion is that if Marcel could have worked better with Sam (who should have won) and Mikey in the kitchen for his final presentation he would have won.

The Major Leagues

So I got an email from Monster telling me that they have partnered with Major League Baseball and have some positions open. For shits and giggles I checked the site and found a job opening that I would be GREAT at... so I uploaded my resume and applied.

My dream of being in the Big Leagues is about to come true!!