old meatloaf

I wanted to blog last night. I really did. But I got sidetracked by an old piece of meatloaf Being the incredibly cheap man that I am, I couldnt stand to see the last few pounds of this enormous 10+ day-old meatloaf go to waste, so I ate it. I figured there was a 50/50 chance that it would come shooting right back out of me, but I liked the odds, especially if they meant not having to eat a newer, more valuable item from the refrigerator. I waited until Linette wasnt looking and I gobbled it up. (Theres no way that Linette would have let me eat it if shed known.) Then, I just sat on the couch and waited to see what would happen. While I was sitting there waiting, I decided to watch a few of the things that my friend TIVO had taped for me (Project Green Light and the cheerleading pic Bring It On). Before I knew what had happened, the night was over Anyway, I ended up not getting sick, but somehow lost track of time in the process. I swear that it will never happen again.

Tonight, I really want to write too, but theres a band that people have told me that I need to see playing up the street. Theyre from San Francisco. Their name is Sleepytime Gorilla Museum. Heres a review of their stuff.

The opening bands have probably already started by now Maybe Ill write for another hour or so and then go. Maybe Ill just put in an appearance, like Im some kind of hotshot celebrity. (Now that the Detroit Free Press called me one of Ypsis coolest assets, I guess its my duty to start playing the part.)

Fuck, Im tired though. I just want to sit here and post stuff But if I dont go out on occasion, theres really nothing for me to post. You see the predicament, right? Its like a Zen riddle or something Speaking of which, our good friend Mr. Smallwood, as I type this, is in Virginia somewhere, shuttling a Buddhist monk from the airport to a monastery somewhere in the mountains. He runs a free shuttle service for well-known monks. They get a free ride and he gets to talk to them for the duration of the ride about enlightenment and other things of interest to him. I gave him a list of questions the last time he had an opportunity like this and he told me that hed ask them again to this fellow. Maybe their answers will make their way into a Crimewave article one day, if I can talk Mr. Smallwood into doing it.

Oh, on the subjects of zines, I have to tell you that Im very jealous today of my friend Jeff Kay, the publisher of the magazine The West Virginia Surf Report. One of his readers in West Virginia apparently had a lot of flyers made up with Jeffs smoking fish logo on them and then proceeded to cover the area all around the home of Jessica Lynch, the Operation Iraqi Freedom poster-girl who just arrived home to West Virginia today, amid a media frenzy. Jeffs just sitting back now, waiting to see his logo up all over the evening news. I couldnt bear to watch the news tonight for that very reason. Its an embarrassing thing to admit, but I dont handle the success of my friends very well. I love them and all, but Id be happy if they never achieved their dreams. Jeff is one of my friends with the greatest potential for super-stardom. Thats why I pray for his failure every day. (If youd like to join me, I usually do this at 3:00 PM every day. Just face Pennsylvania and repeat, Dear God, please dont let Jeff Kay amount to anything, until you feel yourself begin to lose your voice.)

OK, I just made that up. I dont really do that. I do like the idea though. It sounds very Pat Robertson-esque.

Oh, speaking of Mr. Robertson, I guess hes well over a week into his Operation Supreme Court Freedom now and not a single liberal Justice is dead. I guess that shows you how much clout Robertson and his other ass-obsessed followers have in heaven When I first heard about his plan to pray for the deaths of the Supreme Court justices who had voted to strike down the Texas law against sodomy, I thought, How cool would it be if he just dropped dead right there in front of the television cameras as he began calling on the big guy to smite Sandra Day OConnor down?

My other fantasy would be to have the Queer Eye for the Straight Guy swat team charge in give him a makeover right there on the stage of the 700 Club. (Could we start an on-line petition to have them consider him?)

My theory about Robertson, in case youre interested, is that he wants cock so badly that he ties himself up at night, like the Wolfman. He’s terrified of letting himself go. He just knows that they’d have to pump his stomach like Rod Stewart if he did.

OK, I need to go see the band now.

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now maybe the fucking press will stay off my back

U.S. officials confirmed this afternoon that Saddam Husseins sons Qusay and Uday were killed in raid on Mosul house You dont suppose its possible that weve had these guys locked up this house since the beginning of the war, like fish in a barrel, just waiting for the right time to pull the trigger, do you?

Who wants to bet that American forces will somehow miraculously find and kill Sadddam on the eve of the Presidential election? Maybe Osama too, if the race is tight… That would be pretty brilliant, finding the guys and then just keeping them on ice until you need a boost in the polls. Im sure if that hasnt been done in the past, it will be in the future. Its like holding a Get Out of Jail Free card.

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a few more things before i go upstairs to read the new york times

If you go to this site, you can see women in bikinis operating heady-duty power tools. (Im hoping this is the new Home Depot ad campaign.) VeriChip, the manufacturer of implantable human-tracking devices, is launching product sales in Mexico. (Can the absolute end of privacy be too far behind?) Flashmob #5 is set to go in New York on the 24th. (Does anyone want to share a ride from Michigan? I like the idea of driving twelve hours each way just to participate in a ten-minute activity.)

OK, Im tired. I wanted to tell you about the hole in one I got a few days ago, during my first-ever game of golf. I also wanted to tell you about seeing a pack of sugar-crazed four year-olds tearing apart a Sponge Bob pinata this afternoon like a dozen starving dingoes on a plump Australian baby. And, I wanted to write some more about the Stooges interview Id like to do. I dont have the energy though… Maybe I should have had something more substantial that tofu, brown rice and broccoli for dinner.

Tomorrow, I will have a steak and tell you of great and wonderful things.

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sea lion below deck: the whole story

OK, I just got the following account from Dan. Its pretty amazing stuff.

Okay, so I was typing my girlfriend a letter when Frank, that guy I told you I thought pissed in the room (hey, my mind goes all over the map when I just wake up), any way, Frank runs into the store room really freaked out and hyperventilating. I asked him what was wrong, and all he could say was That thing! Theres a thing! A fucking animal downstairs!

Apparently, hed gone to the downstairs walk-in to get some pickles. He was serving hamburgers last night. He got to the bottom of the stairwell, turned into the hallway now mind you, he was in a hurry to get production done, and was focused he turned into the hallway and was heading toward the walk-in when he heard this shuffle-shuffle-huff-huff-huff sound. He looked down to see the open mouth with teeth a foot away from his pecker. Needless to say, he freaked and screamed like a girl in a 70s slasher flick, turned around and ran back upstairs muttering until he got to the store room.

Well, the chief steward heard him scream and thought somebody got injured. One of the deck hands, chilling in the net room out on the fish deck, heard him and thought some people were in a fight. A couple other deck hands and a foreman sitting in the mess heard him and thought he had fallen down the stairs. They got up to check it out when he shot past them and into the galley, and into the storeroom where I was.

So, Frank tells me of the animal. I thought he was pulling a prank because there was a story of a seal making it into the hallways of one of the fleets other boats. I told him that I knew he was pulling a prank, but then I looked at him and he was shaking. So, I darted down the stairs to check it out.

Brent, one of the foremen, was standing at the bottom poking his head out into the hallway. I asked him, Is there really a sea lion? Fuck yeah! was all he said. So I asked him to step aside so I could get a look. I poked my head around the corner and okay, so I was expecting a cute little sea lion like you see at the zoo and there was this big sea lion staring right at me. Its eyes were huge, and it was huffing and opening its mouth so I could take a good long look at each and every one of its teeth. No, it wasnt a feed-me-Im-hungry kind of open mouth; it was a take-a-good-look-at-these-teeth-cause-its-the-last-thing-youre-gonna-see-before-you-bleed-to-death-from-the-groin kind of open mouth.

It lunged and I instantly teleported halfway up the stairs. My armpits stung like Id just been pulled over by the police. Brent said, Get a fish! Maybe we can lure him off the boat. I ran upstairs and into the walk-in up there, passing Frank who was rocking on the rice bin with an already more than half-smoked cigarette and muttering loudly about how hes never gonna go downstairs and get pickles again (not much unlike that scene in Apocalypse Now when Cookie steps off the boat into the jungle to get some mangoes when he gets surprised by a tiger). Anyway, I grab a couple choice cod filets about as big as my arm and run back down the stairs with the dangling ends of the filets slapping the bulkhead as I round the corners.

By this time the chief boson and one of the mates are down there trying to figure out what to do. I stop to collect myself for a moment and realize that this is probably one of the most exciting experiences Ive ever had, and then I realize that Im looking at possibly one of the funniest scenes Id ever seen. The chief boson is a giant Norwegian man. I mean hes giant. Not fat, giant. Hes got his radio on and the captain, another Norwegian, comes crackling over the radio with his Norwegian accent, Are you guys fucking with me? The Chief Boson grabs the radio off his collar and says in his Norwegian accent, No! theres a frikkin sea lion right down here in the hallway! Steve, the mate, whos got to be 7 tall says, Maybe we can scare him out. Well, there was a pause, I was still holding the cod, then they start stomping up and down and clapping and screaming GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!! COME ON!
GO! SHOO! Now imagine one of those voices sounding like the Swedish Chef from the Muppet Show. That was funny, plus telling the sea lion to shoo at the top of your lungs is pretty ridiculous too. But hey, what else can you do?

I hand Brent the cod. Brent underhands it over the sea lions head and it lands behind the sea lion. Well, sea lions probably eat cod. But I think their idea of a good cod probably still has its head and fins and is probably easier to recognize than a long filet splatting to the ground in front of it (it had since turned around and was trying to figure out what the hell to do next). It didnt take the filet. I went upstairs to check on Frank. He was up and walking around, but still shaken. I went downstairs again, and they had managed to get the sea lion over the combing and back onto the fish deck, where it hid behind a pile of ropes. The captain was straddling the combing and holding on to the hatch and looking at it. He was yelling, How the fuck are you going to get that out of there! not even noticing that I was standing there. I say, Get a rope and loop it around it and yank it out like a lasso. He snaps out of his trance and looks at me and says A fucking LASSO? Yup, I should have known that the high seas are NOT the open prairie. I just about died it was so funny. This particular captain is a pretty stern fellow with not much to say unless its regarding the boat, and I got him to say lasso.

Well, they finally figured out that the fire hose would probably work best while keeping the cute furry mouth with teeth a safe distance away. As they were spraying it down the fish deck, it tried to hop into the incinerator room. That would have been a fatal error on the part of the sea lion because there would have been no way to get it out if it had hidden behind something there. As it was, the combing was too high, and the pressure from the hose was too much. When it saw that the stern ramp gate was down, it bee-lined itself back into the sea. Apparently, a sea lion had done the same thing to two other boats in as many days. Now if its the same one Im not sure. I would hope so because if they all started doing that, mayhem would surely follow. There have been stories of orcas chasing them up stern ramps on boats, but never about them just swimming up the ramp and over the gate and just wandering down the halls. Ive had my experience with a seagull walking down the hallway, but thats it. That cant even compete with a sea lion. The good thing is the sea lion didnt shit all over the place like the seagull did.

I cant promise anything (I learned my lesson when I promised to post photos of Paco, the dog with an enlarged nipple and a missing lower jaw), but Dan tells me that some of his shipmates snapped photos of the sea lion. He says that theres a chance that he might be able to get us copies Keep your fingers crossed.

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fascism, you decide

Heres a lot of political stuff that I thought you might find of interest. Believe it or not, Ive edited this down from a longer list of links, leaving out those pieces that I thought were too reactionary or otherwise unfair to the administration.

According to this professor from Princeton, a kind of fascism is replacing democracy in this country of ours.

According to the White House, Bush isnt a puppet. Hes more like a jack-in-the-box.

I thought that was funny.

Heres something thats also kind of funny. Do you remember the closed-door sessions of Vice President Cheneys Energy Task Force? Remember how the administration would not disclose any information as to who was included, or what was covered? Well, according to Judicial Watch, theyve just uncovered documents through the Freedom of Information Act that show a discussion took place concerning the oil fields of Iraq. This, in case you dont remember, took place months in advance of 9/11 and well over a year in advance of our war with Iraq. Read into that what you will.

Southeast Airlines plans to install digital video cameras on all of its planes that will record faces and activities. So, youd better be careful what you read. If you dont believe me, ask Marc Shultz. Hes a bearded guy in Atlanta who was recently tracked down and questioned by FBI agents after having been spotted reading a suspicious looking article in his local Caribou Coffee.

While were on the subject of privacy, did you hear that someone at the White House apparently contacted Matt Drudge and told him that an ABC News correspondent, Jeffrey Kofman, is both gay and Canadian?! They did this after Kofman did a story on “World News Tonight” about the poor morale of U.S. soldiers stationed in Iraq.

And here, on the other side of the equation, is what happens to the US soldiers who criticize the administration on TV.

Howard Dean issues a challenge to the President Answer these 16 questions.

Its not exactly polite, but Mr Smallwood just told me of a place on-line where you can, if youre so inclined, deface the President. (I personally think its a trap. They just want to find out who among us would do such an unpatriotic and evil thing.)

Paul Krugman, in a recent NY Times op-ed piece, points out another instance where our President might have stretched the truth in his last State of the Union address… Heres the Bush quote in question: “We will not deny, we will not ignore, we will not pass along our problems to other Congresses, to other presidents and other generations.” Krugman argues that Bush is doing just that with his tax cuts and deficit spending.

And… Seymour Hersh, in the New Yorker, asks if we might not have turned away a valuable potential ally in the War Against Terrorism with our treatment of Syria.

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