Monthly Archives: November 2008

November 22, 2008 – 10:56 pm

Hey There, Googly Eyes

Please avert your gaze.
I don’t like people with googly eyes. Marty Feldman gets a pass for the line “Abby Normal?” in Young Frankenstein.  But other than that, sorry….can’t handle it.
Yet I seem to be seeing a lot of googly eyed people lately.
There’s a mildly googly-eyed woman on the current season of Top Chef for example [...]

November 17, 2008 – 12:40 pm

Double Super-Secret Probation

Not even Dean Wormer knows about it.
I hate leaving my blog un-updated.  Unfortunately, I’m smack in the middle of a project that is taking a ton of my time. And the project is secret, so I can’t blog about it.
It has nothing to do with yellow cake uranium, and it has nothing to do with [...]

November 11, 2008 – 1:32 am

Oh Good Lordi

You must be kidding.
I like monsters. I do.  And  I love music.  But I’m not so sure the two of them do a chocolate-in-my-peanut butter, peanut-butter-on-my-chocolate kind of a thing if you catch my drift.  Case in point?  Lordi, the Finish “heavy metal” (you’ll understand the quotes in a minute) band I saw on Conan [...]

November 5, 2008 – 8:51 pm

Election 2008: The Good, Bad, & Ugly

The view from down here.
A lot of people have asked me how I did in my run for Jupiter Inlet District 5.  As expected, I lost - both of the other candidates are long time residents that put up a ton of signs and really worked their contacts.  I, on the other hand, posted to [...]

November 4, 2008 – 3:23 pm

Self-Envotenation

Because I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and gosh darn it I like me!
I swore I wasn’t going to do a political post today because really, how fucking typical would that be?  But I did go vote for myself (proof below), so I figure it deserves at least a short note.
If you were to click [...]

November 4, 2008 – 1:41 am

A Moment Of Glory

My campaign gains legs.
I picked my son up at aftercare this afternoon, and had the following conversation with the woman at the pickup area:
Woman: “Was that you I saw in the paper?”
Me: “Was I in handcuffs? Or was I running for office?”
Woman: “Running for office”
Me: “Yes”
So for the first time, I’ve been recognized in public.  [...]