Absurdist humor break:
Q: How many surrealists does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A: Fish.
(stolen from No Soap, Radio)
Month: March 2001 (Page 3 of 6)
So I finally broke down and added BlogVoices to words mean things – you can click on ‘talk back’ and make a comment on any post. I hesitated for a long time, since no one wants to throw the doors open to comments and then not get any. I know there are at least a few people who read this blog, so for god’s sake, make a comment every once in a while for the sake of my mental health. My battered ego thanks you.
It’s appropriate that this year, the evil that is Daylight Saving Time will be visited upon us on April Fool’s Day. Let’s just pick a time and stick with it, people.
Latest linguistics craze: bushonics
Counterpoint: How to talk to a liberal
I’m trying to drastically cut back (or better yet, eliminate) my consumption of that nectar of the Gods, Coca-Cola. I don’t need the caffeine and I definitely don’t need the sugar. It’s hard, though – probably not nearly as hard as quitting smoking, but I never started that. So this latest development makes me quite uncomfortable.
Life change essay question (answer as completely as possible):
What would you be doing if you didn’t have to work for a living?
I guess ‘Series 7’ isn’t so far away after all: Big Diet is coming. Pray for our souls.
From the latest issue of Adbusters:
“Philip Morris, the infamous cigarette and food producer, gave $60 million to charity in 1999. But you knew that. Because the company spent another $108 million on ads to tell the world about their generosity.”
Minding my own business in the grocery store today, I happened upon the magazine rack, and there, staring me in the face, was a special magazine edition with Dale Earnhardt’s picture. This, in itself, is unremarkable – you see a lot of such commemorative editions. But on this one, the headline was, “Tribute to an American Hero.” Let’s face it, the man was no more an American hero than anyone sitting in their living rooms watching NASCAR. I can’t stand it when accidental death, brought on by reckless behavior, makes a man revered.
It’s been said in recent days that people don’t watch NASCAR to see people die; they watch NASCAR to see people crash and walk away. Not exactly the most admirable occupation for an American Hero.
So my favorite, Alicia, felt the sting of the Ogakor boot last night on what I’m calling Survivor: Deja Vu (Survivor:DV for short). She was the Gretchen of this crowd, too smart, capable and strong to be left standing. Now Elizabeth, who has grown more confident and upstanding after the merge, is surely the next to go. Roger and Nick’s non-threatening stances will allow them a few more days. And in the deja vu tradition, everyone is saying, “Jerri can’t win. Everyone hates her.” Remember that? Wasn’t right then, either.