Well, Iraq had their first elections in five decades today. It's crazy to think that we've come this far already.. it seems like just yesterday, my family spent the Spring Break watching the beginning of the war - Shock & Awe - on the news. Time flies, you just have to keep up.

So much has happened since the war in Iraq started. It's hard to put it into words, all I can say is that you would have to be a true cynic not to appreciate the true sincerity of what happened on this monumental day in Iraq.





Yay!

Almost there... Almost there... You can do it...

My car reached 229,000 miles today. The distance to the moon is 238,856 miles. I'm almost to the moon! Yeehaw... It's been a helluva ride, too.

Oy, now I'm still gonna have to go back to earth once I reach the moon. Oh well, if the ride back to earth is half as interesting as the ride to the moon, I'll consider it a bargain.

Read this story...

A young woman was about to finish her first year of college. Like so many others her age she considered herself to be a very liberal Democrat and was for distribution of all wealth.

She felt deeply ashamed that her father was a rather staunch Republican, which she expressed openly.  One day she was challenging her father on his beliefs and his opposition to higher taxes on the rich and the addition of more government welfare programs.

Based on the lectures that she had participated in and the occasional chat with a professor she felt that for years her father had obviously harbored an evil, even selfish desire to keep what he thought should be his.  The self-professed objectivity proclaimed by her professors had to be the truth and she indicated so to her father.

He stopped her and asked her point blank, how she was doing in school. She answered rather haughtily that she had a 4.0 GPA, and let him know that it was tough to maintain.  That she studied all the time and never had time to go out and party like other people she knew.  She didn't even have time for a boyfriend and didn't really have many college friends because of spending all her time studying.

Her father listened and then asked, "How is your good friend Mary doing?" She replied, & Mary is barely getting by; She continued, "She barely has a 2.0 GPA, "adding, and all she takes are easy classes and she never studies; "But Mary is so very popular on campus, college for her is a blast, she goes to all the parties all the time and very often doesn't even show up for classes because she is too hung over."

Her father then asked his daughter, "Why don't you go to the Dean's Office and ask him to deduct a 1.0 off your 4.0 GPA and give it to your friend who only has a 2.0." He continued, "That way you will both have a 3.0 GPA and certainly that would be a fair and equal distribution of GPA.  " The daughter visibly shocked by her father's suggestion angrily fired back, "That wouldn't be fair! I worked really hard for mine, I did without and Mary has done little or nothing, she played while I worked real hard!"

The father slowly smiled, winked and said, "Welcome to the Republican Party."

You know how some days, the only thing that can sum things up is a song? This is one of those days, and the song is Glycerine by Bush.

Glycerine

Must be your skin that I’m sinking in
Must be for real 'cause now I can feel
And I didn’t mind
It’s not my kind
Not my time to wonder why

Everything’s gone white
And everything’s grey
Now you’re here, now you’re away
I don’t want this, remember that
I’ll never forget where you’re at
Don’t let the days go by
Glycerine

I’m never alone
I’m alone all the time
Are you at one
Or do you lie
We live in a wheel
Where everyone steals
But when we rise it’s like strwaberry fields

I treated you bad
You bruise my face
Couldn’t love you more
You got a beautiful taste

Don’t let the days go by
Could have been easier on you
I couldn’t change though I wanted to
Could have been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me
Glycerine

Don’t let the days go by
Glycerine

I needed you more
When we wanted us less
I could not kiss, just regress
It might just be
Clear simple and plain
That’s just fine
That’s just one of my names

Don’t let the days go by
Could’ve been easier on you
Glycerine...

Things I Dislike

• Polyester Bathmats. What can I say, I hate stepping out of the shower onto a bathmat that's not 100% cotton. Polyester doesn't absorb water so you wind up having to stand on a bathmat in which a puddle of water is rapidly accumulating. That water gets cold and the whole nice feeling of a warm shower goes to waste because your feet are now freezing from the cold, polyester-infested water. I had a polyester bathmat once. Once. It was when I lived in Switzerland when I was 16... one day, I took the polyester bathmat, threw it out of the third-story window, and went bathmatless for the rest of my stay there. (Yes, I did bring it back inside. But I didn't use it.)

• "Rural." What kind of word is that? Say it out loud. Rural. It's just ugly and uncomfortable to pronounce. "Rural" should be banned from the English language.

• John Travolta's Dimple. How did he become so rich and famous with that huge dimple staring everybody in the face all the time? When I see it, I feel like it's screaming at me, "Ha ha, take that! I have beat all the odds and now, you have to stare at me for eternity!" It's like the dimple is trying to make me feel inferior. Ouch.

• Teal and Camel (the colors). Teal. What is it? Blue or green? Green or blue? Is it anything? I think it should be nothing. It's not a natural color. And camel. Does nobody else think of diarrhea when they see the color camel? Is it just me?

• Flaming Liberals in the Media. Yeah, you knew there had to be something political in here somewhere. Well, liberals in general, I can get along with them. Some of my good friends are liberals. However, flaming libs have no place in the media. Whether it's reporters that have a liberal agenda or Hollywood actors, do everybody a favor and keep it to yourself. And if you are one of those people (do they even exist? I'm not even sure) that actually looks to actors and musicians for political advice, well.. yeah. You know what I'm thinking.

• Ice In My Drink. Here I am, rehydrating myself, and I find that there is ice in my drink. First of all, it slows down the hydration process astronomically. Second, ice gives me toothaches when it's banging up against my teeth incessantly. The only ice exception is the slushy kind that you get at pizza places, which I do enjoy quite a bit.

• "Often" Pronounced Like "Offin." There's a "t" in there for a reason, it's because you're supposed to pronounce it. You know what "offin" sounds like? German. And, as we all know, German is ugly... no offense if you're German. I have unhappy memories associated with the language, like Madame Schluppe, one of my many 3rd grade teachers (again, in Switzerland) who used to yell at me and pull my ears in class because I didn't speak French. (Schluppe was Swiss German but spoke French as well.) Yeah, Schluppeface (as we so fondly call her now), that's why I'm in your class: to learn French. (After a couple of weeks of her, my parents uprooted their whole lives to move across town so I could go to a different school.) So, that, combined withg the fact that German just sounds like a flushing toilet full of Schluppe gunk, I don't like German.


I think that pretty much sums it up. It's not very often that you hear a rant from me that's not about politics or hippies, heh... :laughing:

Look who's on the front page of the Emerald again!



Check out the article here (my dad is quoted in the article).


Also, the Chant blog I wrote yesterday? I sent it to the Emerald and, yup, they published it in the Editorial section. Check it out: Anti-Bush Advocates Chant Literary Gold. They did edit a couple of things though.. they took out the word "baby-killing" and they took out the "Hey, hey! Ho, ho!" chant. That's okay, though. I'm still happy!


And of course, let us not forget December 3rd, 2004, when Anthony and I first graced the front page of the Emerald holding our "Peace Through Superior Firepower" signs at an Anti-War rally...



ROCK ON!

Chants. I love them. Anybody who knows anything about me knows that I love chants. Have you ever seen me NOT chanting about something under my breath? My life is almost like an ongoing chant show. Chants are awesome. (yes, I'm being sarcastic).

So, after the inauguration this morning, I decided to flip the channel from my beloved Fox News to C-Span 2. What were they showing? Yes, you guessed it, chants. Some liberal organization set up camp in D.C. to protest the inauguration of President Bush and, let me tell you, they had some freakin' amazing chants. Here are some of my very favorites.


"Bush, Cheney, what do you say? How many kids did you kill today?" ...How many kids did you kill today, pro-abortion, baby-killing liberals?

"Bush is killing by the hour; what do we do? Fight the power!" You do that. Just know what we already won.

"George Bush, you can't hide; we charge you with genocide!" Okay.. How about charging Saddam Hussein with genocide? Can we start there?

"No justice, no peace! U.S. out of the Middle East!" My vote was for getting the terrorists out of the Middle East... Wait, what? Bush won the elections?

"Hey, hey! Ho, ho! This racist war has got to go!" Last time I checked, it was called "Operation Iraqi Freedom." Sound racist to you? Yeah, me neither. I like the creative use of "Hey, hey! Ho, ho!" there though.

"Racist, sexist, anti-gay! Bush, Cheney, go away!" Sexist? Does the name Condoleezza Rice ring a bell? Oh, and she's also black? Hmmh. Funky.


These are just a few of the very best chants from today's anti-Inauguration hooplah. These guys have some amazing skills, I tell you. I can pretty much guarantee you that most anything they can fit to that beat will come out sounding pretty freakin' amazing. Seriously. I mean, these chants are so good, I find myself chanting them under my breath even though I support the Bush administration. Rock on, liberals.

Just remember, no matter what you do, no matter how much you chant, no matter how many protest parties you throw, we won. That's it. Today, January 20th, 2005, it was made official. 4 more years, baby.

They say if you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it's yours forever. If it doesn't, then it was never meant to be. Sounds like a wise saying, right? In theory, yes. However, I have yet to find a concrete example that proves it to be true. So, in the mean time, don't use that saying on me... because I'll just tell you to buzz off and prove it to me first.

On a different note, tomorrow (or today, i guess, since it's after midnight) is the inauguration of President Bush. Yeehaw. Look who's getting up early to watch it live... yeah, that's right, me.

In honor of our crazy liberal earthmates, check out this cartoon, called Depresed Democrats.

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Your eyes...	light up a day
Your touch is...	heart warming
Your smell is...	beautiful
Your smile is...	entrancing
Your love is...	everlasting
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