All-Nighter Musings...

OK, gang, it's go time (more rambling on two hours sleep again):

Seattle Times' Static on "-ic" (what?)
If you'll click the link on the chapter, The Seattle Times is complaining about a gaffe made by President Bush (I'll get to him in a minute). Bush gave props to new Speaker of the House, Democrat Nancy Pelosi. After calling on the country to come together, he said, "I congratulate the Democrat majority," he said, dropping the last two letters from "Democratic". The article and the Democrats interviewed questioned Bush's gaffe: Freudian Slip, Brain Fart, or Intentional Cheapshot?

I may be a little bit off-base here, but you've got a guy sending 25,000 of our guys to fight a war (I stand by what I said) and you want to talk about what he meant?! Just get our troops home, now, OK? Give Iraq back to the people, like I said before, and get our people home! Then we can make fun of Bush all we want...


What Are You Doing This February 4th?
So Adam Vinatieri's going back to the Super Bowl... just not with the Pats. (Serves Belichick right.) So, what's going to happen? Will the Colts "Skin Da Bears"? Or will Chicago do the "Super Bowl Shuffle" like its 1985?! [Puns intended. Sorry.]

And my prediction is...

I don't give a damn. I really don't.

My beloved whipping boys, the Browns, failed our city like they always do, so I will be watching the Super Bowl merely for the commercials. And this year's halftime show. Prince is on this year, meaning all wardrobe malfunctions will be intentional. (I'm a Prince fan, but I had to say it.)


Whitney and Ray-J?!
The ink's not dry on Whitney's divorce to Bobby, and the 43-year old diva has already been linked to Brandy's 26-year old kid brother. Ray-J: I don't knock May-December romances; so, Ray-J... dammit, what about Halle?! Kirstie?! Vivica?! Cameron?! I'm not a big Whitney fan, which is why Ray-J should keep them in mind. Anyone but Whitney!


Thanks for Nothing, Heather Mills!

I'm not mad at her for allegedly settling with Sir Paul for $63,000,000. Far from it. What makes me mad is that she just gave K-Leech hope. Thanks for nothing, Heather.

And as for you, Brit-Brit...

Don't let Kevin Freeloaderline take you to the cleaners. Dump your crew (sorry, Paris), tidy your image (the panties have to stay on), or you'll be paying K-Mooch more than you did when you were married to him! And don't hive him even close to what Sir Paul gave Heather. Just give him a couple of C-Notes and send "Tom Arnold 2K6" back to obscurity where he belongs.

And Finally...

I've decided to make a few changes in the ol' blog. Mostly because I'm sick of using Talk$#!T. So for right now, it's going to be "My Imperfect World: Random Musings" until I can come up with a better name.

New name... same rants.

And still my not-so-humble opinion, and I'm stickin' to it.

Goodnight, love.

RAMBLE #2: SMALL F@#$ING WORLD

Aw, man....

I'm speechless.

So I finally get to checking on my myspace page (http://www.myspace.com/fhb3) and I get a friend request. (Due to privacy issues, I'm omitting all names and handles.) Then I click on their name and...

"No," I say. "Couldn't be..." But once I see their user handle, I know exactly who they are!

You think about all your old friends and wonder what they're doing, and... they find you! Or you find them. Or whatever. But... that's the way it goes. (And they are all currently on my friends list as we speak.) You look back and think... "Okay, has anyone been where they wanted to be when they saw themselves ____ years ago". But, as long as everybody's happy and safe and alright, that's all that really matters, isn't it?

But, again, that's just my not-so-humble opinion.

An Open Letter To Our President (Or "My few cents on the 'war'")

And now, a word to The President of the United States:

Disclaimer: Due to my express beliefs, this does in any way enforce a non-patriotic view. However, this needs to be said, so here we go:

21,500 troops.

How dare you.

Do you honestly think you're doing us a favor by sending 21,500 of our troops overseas to fight a pissing contest? You are making matters worse by endangering that many of our people to fight a meaningless war. As much as I hated the guys that actually won the elections (yes, I said elections), I feel that we were better off with them instead of you.

21,500 troops.

You lost my respect.

And I say this not out of anger, but of sadness. My sister is a reservist with the Army. My godson's 20-year old sister recently enlisted in the Marines. And I have friends in the military. So imagine what we're going through right now. I am scared as hell. Their number can come up any day, and off they go. Out of that 21,500 of our people, 17,500 are slated to go to Baghdad. They could be one of that few. As much as I support our troops, I cannot support this plan you have laid out.
And here's my opinion about the war:

As far as I'm concerned, the "War on Terror" is a goddamn pissing contest, plain and simple. Understandable, but unnecessary. My point, and I do have one, is simple: It should not have come to this, point blank. More troops are not the answer. Endangering our people is not the answer.

You found him, but you didn't find any WMDs.
One is gone, but you still can't find the other.
You've gone after terrorists, but at the cost of 3,000 (and counting, unfortunately) of our people.
You've taken back some of the oil, but gas is still expensive.
You've reminded everyone just who the hell we are. You put the rest of the free world in its place.
Our embassy in Athens was attacked, but you've made terrorists think twice about pulling some bullshit on our land.
You've proven that the United States of America is the baddest bunch of mofos walking God's Green Earth.
You've beaten your chest loudly and stomped the loudest.
You've made your point. USA is #1.
WE GET IT.
Get a withdrawal plan. Hand Iraq back to their people. Let them go about their business. We did our part, it's best to end it now.
And most importantly, bring our troops home. Now. Before something happens, and six months from now, you're saying "Things are not quite going as we expected..."
And that's what I think about the war.

But that's just me.

And Now... Deep Thoughts...

Well, time for me to ramble on needlessly with a few thoughts...

"Soul Has Lost Its Home..." (title suggested by my nephew)
My nephew might be a little bit off the mark, but he does have a point: the loss of James Brown (on Christmas Day) leaves a void in the music world that's almost damn near impossible to fill. There are still some musicians that are ready to fill the already too large shoes, but he (like the Beatles) is just plain untouchable.

"If I Did It"
Why couldn't he just say, "OK, I Did It"?

America's Favorite Freeloader: Part Two
This past Monday on WWE RAW, John Cena put over K-Mooch at the start of the show. By the end, Cena gave Fed-Ex an F-U (Death Valley Driver). We know sports-entertainment is mostly predetermined, but everybody knows that slam hurt. Somewhere, Britney is smiling.

Send in the Clowns

The bottom line is gang, we ended 4-12. We've had enough time to stop being such a suck ass team. Sorry Romeo, the 3-4 ain't working. Get some decent players in here, or we just may have to look elsewhere. And if Bill Cowher decides to leave the Steelers (the rumors haven't been confirmed at the time of this blogging), maybe he can come back. OK, so he has a lot of work to do, but look at what he did for the Steelers. Triv is fuming...

But that's just me...