Thursday, November 13, 2003

most of you will probably have seen this from Tony, but if not check this out:

Flash slot car racing
Ahhh yes . . . the lovely L.U.P.E.C. (Ladies United for the Preservation of Endangered Cocktails) gals are still up and running strong . . . here's a bit about founding LUPEC member Jenn Gottschalk, aka Whiskey Daisy, and her response to a new rag on boozing: Modern Drunkard. Funny, cuz I saw Jenn at the Kelly's Bar last Saturday; I think she and her man were pretty engrossed in something, maybe discussing drinks?

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

President Bush was quoted as saying to British Prime Minister Tony Blair: "The problem with the French is that they have no word for entrepreneur." Blair denied that Bush said it, but the story is plausible because people are always saying similar things about other cultures.

A little bit of humpday eyecandy . . . Basso and Brooke
A NY Times piece on the Johnny Cash Tribute in Nashville.

Monday, November 10, 2003

Good Monday to yinz... Overall it was a pretty good weekend. I had some ups and some downs. Let's look at the 'ups' first:
Ok, the Steelers won against the Cardinals, this is good.
I saw a pretty cool documentary as part of the Three Rivers Film Festival at the Melwood Screening Room (I finally saw a show there!) called "Long Gone." It's about train-riding hobos and tramps, with a score by Tom Waits. . . Funny, cuz it was really interesting, but so many people had 'hives' or 'hangovers' or some other 'gritty in my girly' response for not wanting to go see it.
I saw my friend Karen's new house: it looks pretty cool.

The downs? well check this out:

If There's Still Torches, Be Careful to Not Get Burned.

I'm not sure where I heard that phrase this past week, but t'is sage advice. Just listen:

WTF? Ok, this is what my 'friend' told me about a girl he was involved with: "____, who made me wait and wait Friday to go to dinner, only to cop out and blow me off, ___ is no longer my friend. I'm better off without her. The guy she was not seeing anymore, and then was and then wasn't because he was with another girl, so why don't we give it another try (funny, cuz I was just thinking it was time to give you the boot to the curb), talks with her and they're back together, so I guess I'll be your friend still, but we can't date any more? Yeah, whatever... good luck. Anyways, Mr. Man'll be out on somebody else's ass in two weeks when he gets tired of your stubbly chin (which I was willing to overlook... )."
Suffice it to say, I think we're all better off without self-aggrandizing females whose ridiculously huge egos somehow fail them when it comes time to have real strength, ie, be completely honest with people and not feed them some raggedy bit of bull story just to keep you around, ya know, just in case . . . "Mr. Man and I? Oh we're so done, so why don't we try this out again?" NEVER believe that . . . especially when you've met Mr. Man, when your gut feeling says, she's a flake, and when yer friends all say, give that bag of bones the boot. " Yeah, my poor friend, he'll figure it out one day.

As for me? I remain the Illegible Bachelor.