I have nothing to say about the Primary today... or any more of the effing Primaries for the rest of this effing season.

Why? Not because of the gender and racebaiting. In perspective that's all noisy bullshit.

Why am I so pissed? Because our Fucking President just said he has sacrificed playing golf in honor of our troops in war.  I'm not effing kidding.

http://www.politico.com/blogs/jonathanmartin/0508/Bush_has_given_up_golf_for_troops.html

For the first time, Bush revealed a personal way in which he has tried to acknowledge the sacrifice of soldiers and their families: He has given up golf.

“I don't want some mom whose son may have recently died to see the commander in chief playing golf,” he said. “I feel I owe it to the families to be in solidarity as best as I can with them. And I think playing golf during a war just sends the wrong signal.”

Bush said he made that decision after the August 2003 bombing of the United Nations headquarters in Baghdad, which killed Sergio Vieira de Mello, the top U.N. official in Iraq and the organization’s high commissioner for human rights.

“I remember when de Mello, who was at the U.N., got killed in Baghdad as a result of these murderers taking this good man's life,” he said. “I was playing golf — I think I was in central Texas — and they pulled me off the golf course and I said, ‘It's just not worth it anymore to do.’“

Un-fucking-believable.

And this was my initial response on Wonkette when I read this:

You know, I didn't really comment on the Jenna wedding pictures post.

Why?

Because the entire time I kept thinking of all the fathers who will never be able to walk their daughters down the aisle. All the sons and daughters who will never be able to say "I Do." All the spouses never coming home to their families. All the mothers never seeing their sons have families.

Here we all are bantering about flag pins and verbal gaffes... This man has killed and maimed people.

I think the first question at the next debate should be "Would you institute an investigation on the current administration to possibly have them tried for either Treason or War Crimes?" Because I really think this needs to be explored.

See, this is why we need a united party. So that we can finally get down to business and do a final Coup de Grace on the Repubs and this Administration. Fuck delegate numbers, Superdelegates or electibility. Create a fucking MACHINE and then mow them down to right what has went terribly wrong.

Oh, and in case anyone was wondering: It would be highly irresponsible for me to vote with my vagina just like I shouldn't vote with my skin color. Why did I vote Obama? Because Hilary voted FOR the war.  That's it. That's the reason why. All this other stuff post Super Tuesday was just inane.

People died for my vote. People are dying now. C'mon, People. Let's make it all worth it.

Fucking shit.

Now onto blurring forth until that awkward Saturday Morning...



Ah, good times. ANON!

Our babies... they learn so early.

Today we're celebrating leahpia77's birthday.

So let's look into this special magic window as to our future....

Yes, this is how we roll.

So little by little I've been coming out of my weird little blogging vacay, haven't I? Well, don't think nothing's been going on with me. Of course there's been stuff going on. But I just never get around to it. But I'm shaking all of this off little by little.

Actually what spurred me to post was me reading something which basically helped articulate what i was unable to articulate regarding my recent bout of blogging block:
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When you first start blogging, everything in your life becomes fodder for ‘ooh, I might blog about that’. After a couple of years, and especially if you’re in a job where you can’t really write about your area of expertise, the dry spells appear. And life intervenes. For months after I moved to L.A. I could barely think of a thing to blog about. It reminded me of how after my university finals, I literally could not read a page of a book for a couple of months. Eventually that wore off. For the last month or more, there are absolutely all manner of things I think of blogging about. And I just can’t seem to write about any of them.

Which is basically what went through. And for many of us who have been doing this open air thing for a while, whenever you do go anywhere in this world, there is always that voice within you trying to construct what you're doing or thinking, no matter how mundane or trivial, into some sort of post. Mentally trying to synthesize every spoken or heard word that seemed intriguing into some semblance of a literary gem for third person consumption. ...and then you lose it. Or your attention span goes to something else. And your imagined post itinerary you've been saving up (I totally have to write about comic con or the billionth inane drunken argument or that hilarious email round me and the girls had about stenciling pictures into our pubic area as a girls' outing) suddenly disappears as we go through our day.

It's hilarious, isn't it? How life just keeps on moving even when we're not moving and sometimes it seems like we can't slow down enough to at least tag a bookmark onto it?

So much like going back into the ocean after years of being landlocked, let me just start off slowly... by sticking in a toe.

I will, of course, go more into length about matters. The whys, how comes and whatevers of the matter and why I decided at the time to go on hiatus. It was a dry spell of sorts. While I investigated another -long unused- facet of myself, I had to put a well-worn one on the shelf for a moment while I figured out how to make room for the two. Meaning, how do I integrate the old with the new. Growing pains and all.

But one thing I definitely have learned in the interim is this: Compromise and Compromising Yourself is not one and the same. And there is some sort of peace once one starts to figure out how it all balances out.

So here I am... with that toe... and I'm leaning it towards that center of the seesaw.

How have you guys been doing?

lol all of this

Luke = Obama
Vader = Hillary
Emperor = ___
Obi wan = (LOL)
Bonus points for Leia.
Special awesome Rev. Wright cameo.

Good times.

Very well done.

Joseph J. Andrew

"Senator Obama, you were once seen on an elevator with a Jew. Why do you not love Jesus, Senator?"

Hilary Clinton is destroying the Democrat Party from the inside in her will-do-anything-to-win strategy of batshittery.

Nothing good can happen from her continued actions and she's almost as worse as Rove.

Excellent comment on Wonkette found here:

I thought I'd pretty much given up on the process after the second Dubya win. (I partly like Wonkette because you seem to have the same level of contempt for everyone involved that I do.) However, while I know that his whole deal is at least 85% bullshit, Obama has actually made me, and a lot of my friends, invested in the process again. Seeing Hillary destroy him out of her own abject, egostistical will for power will (and I don't think I'm being dramatic here) drive almost all of my generation's intellectual capital out of the process.

Well said. I'm in the same boat. This is so ugly and to think that not only is it coming from within, but off of the fumes of a once well-regarded administration.

Spiderman would like to talk to you about sex and defends your genital sharing against the baddies.

lol Spidey hates abstinence-only sex education. I'm printing this out and putting up on Ziggy's door. Hell yeah I am.

Steve Brust wrote a Firefly novel-length fanfic.

You didn't need to work today, did you?

(And this is timed perfectly since there was a Firefly marathon on the Sci-Fi channel yesterday.)