Tuesday, March 28, 2006

American way?







The protest in Los Angeles.

I have been thinking about what to write. I still don't know. I was going to write about something topical like illegal immigrant situation. I have written about that before. I will probably address it again sometime soon.

(note--I started writing a little and was into it so I guess I am covering this topic now--B)

I do know that seeing all those people on the street made me kind of mad. Not because I have anything against them. In fact, I am all for them protesting. But why don't they do it in their own countries? Don't come here and try to change us. Stay where you are and change the situation there if you feel like marching. You come to America and then have the nerve to demand that we change to suit you? That is not the spirit that former immigrants came with. They wanted to be Americans. Do these new immigrants want to be Americans or do they just want to be treated as such for as long as they choose to be here? Hey, if you are not legally here, you have no right to bitch about anything. If you are not an American, your opinion, right or wrong when it comes to how we run this country, means very little if nothing.

The other thing that totally drives me nuts is the phrase, "They do the jobs that American won't do." What kind of insanity is that? Let's be clear, these people do not do the jobs that Americans won't do. They do the jobs that businesses are too cheap to pay a living wage for. It is a hell of a lot easier and cheaper to get a foreigner who is just glad to be here to do a job for very little money and no benefits then it is to pay an American who pays taxes and has kids to feed.

You want an example? Look at garbagemen. In most places nowadays, if you get a job as a garbageman you are going to make some good money. Odds are you are working for a city government, probably part of a union, and you get benefits. Now is picking up trash a job that no American wants to do? Hell, no. People covet those jobs. They pay to get them from dishonest officials and nepotism runs rampant. It has nothing to do with the work. It is the pay.

I work for a company that prides itself on thing being clean and orderly. Yet the cleaning department makes very little money. Why? Well, when management can bring in Chinese and non-American-Hispanic workers and pay them minimum wage and no benefits, why shouldn't they? It is good for business. Every few months they bring in so-called, "interns". These are students they bring in from different countries for a few months. Here is the rub, the students want to work like crazy and are guaranteed hours. So they get forty hours a week at least. People who work there all year long as a consequence have their hours cut because the foreign workers are working cheaper and will be leaving soon, which means no benefits. It wouldn't surprise me if there were other savings also for the company. This keeps totally wages for the company down. If labor is cheap then there is no need to pay good wages.

That is supply and demand. I mean, it is hard to fault the companies, all they do is play by the rules. You get labor for as cheap as possible. It isn't the illegal's fault, they just want to live. It comes down to being the fault of us Average Americans.

The government is supposed to do what we want. If we are not protecting our borders or our American way of life, whose fault is that? We have to make the hard choices and I say when it comes down to us or them, I have to choose us. I just think that leaving our borders open, letting companies not pay a wage that Americans can live on, and having millions of people with no loyalty or love for this country living here taking advantage of this country is just not a good idea.

Soon, the hard choices a going to have to be made. Don't doubt that for an instant. If you pass legislation, those "peaceful" protests will turn violent. Building a wall, means defending a wall. If you let the ones who are here stay, you have to keep out the ones who want in, don't you? Then you have to address the fact that here in America, in the year 2006 you can work your ass off, 40 hours a week, and still not have enough to live on, or be able to take your child to the doctor if they have a cold. Is America ready to address those issues? Honestly, I don't think so. Change takes pain. I don't think we are hurting enough just right now. The thing you got to remember is that sometimes, when the pain starts, it is too late to cure the disease.

Laterzzz...


Monday, March 20, 2006

Leg of Lamb anyone....anyone?

Yeah. The enviroment is fine. Genetic Engineering has no side effects. Nothing wrong with Pesticides in the Water.

I don't know what caused this. I just had to show it to you. Laterzzz...


Sunday, March 19, 2006

On my mind...

I just got a call to ask me to come into work tomorrow. I am on the horns of a dilemma. On one hand, I could go and maybe earn some goodwill points and at the least a little overtime. Or I could stay home and enjoy my day off. I do have things to do and I might be going to the movies to see V for Vendetta.

Then I think of my job. There will be no good will earned. It doesn't work that way. I need my days off. I like having days off. It keeps me semi-sane.

Who am I kidding? I am not going to go in. Fuck them. I knew that from when they called. Now the decision is, do I call back or do I just ignore the call and be all, "what? oh...so sorry, didn't get the message..." tomorrow or on Tuesday when I do actually go in? I don't really care either way. I am a low cog in the machine and I kind of like it that way...no one expects too much. Now if only I could figure out a way to get paid hugely exorbitant amounts of money for it...

Wow...lost my train of thought. Had some other sites open as I typed and now I can't think of where I was going with my thoughts. That only makes me think of one thing--Alzheimer's. I know that can sound kind of paranoid but for like a split second, don't we all think that? Or, I sometimes get a finger tremor, like a muscle spasm where my finger twitches a little and I swear I think Parkinson's. I know I am not the only one. You watch a show on TV or a news report and the next time you get any kind of sniffle you have the disease du jour. Bird flu (bird flu!) anyone?

Ahhchoo! Sniff, Laterzzz...


Monday, March 13, 2006

Biff and the Movie Splatter










I watched a few movies recently. Nothing great but a couple were not bad. So since I really can't think of what else to write about right now...here we go. Feel free to comment and call me dumbass.

First up:

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire--It was pretty good. Better than the others in the series. I have read all the Harry Potter books and this movie while not as faithful to every detail of the books did a pretty damn good job. I like how the kids are getting older and acting that way. This one also does a good job of noding at the maturity. Two scenes caught my attention. One, Ron sees the girls from the girls school go by and you get the shot that shows where his attention is focused, on their backsides. The second is where Hermoine asks Ron, "What's got your wand in a knot?" Now that is just a good old double entandre'.

Random thoughts: Lot of kids at Hogwarts, Harry included, like to rock the shaggy hair. The dragon scene was cool. One of the better dragons I have seen in a film. This movie ends on kind of a downer...which is actually good, bodes well for the next ones. Give it 8 splatters out of 10

Transporter 2--If you didn't see the first one you won't really miss anything if you see this one. It is about a guy who is driving a rich kid around, when the kid get kidnapped, the guy kicks ass. That's about it. A little similar to "Man on Fire" with Denzel Washington but not as dark. This wasn't a bad movie. I do like the guy who was the star of the movie. It's just a mindless action flick. Watch it, then forget it. 6 of 10

Domino--I guess this is based on a real person. The real Domino was a model who turned bounty hunter. This movie shines it up a bit. Makes her a rebel tough chick,you know how that goes. I really wasn't going to see this but then I found out Tony Scott directed it. He is a pretty good director and I like a lot of the movies he has done. So I saw it because I have seen so much stuff with my Netflix that I am getting to the point where I am starting to not look forward to getting movies because I am just not interested. But back to Domino...it was good. It had a certain visual style, it had guns, action, little bit of female nudity. Mickey Rourke and Chris Walken were in it. Keira Knightly played Domino and she wasn't annoying so that was ok. Just a note, she is supposedly an "it" girl in Hellywood, a next big thing. I don't know about that. She seems OK but I just don't ever see myself saying, "Let's go to the movies, we have to see the new Keira Knightly flick." That just doesn't seem like it is going to happen. So this movie was ok. Maybe a 6 out of 10.

So that is my movie reviews for today. I am not Ebert. Or even that Roeper guy. I watch some movies, if I like it I will tell you, and if it sucks? Well, if the movie sucks maybe I will tell you that it was good so that you can go see it so that I am not alone in having seen a crappy ass movie. Would that be mean? Too bad. It is getting to be movie season though. The summer releases are going to be coming out. I really want to see V for Vendetta. Other than that, I will take it as they come. Laterzzz...


Not Nice

I am not nice. I think that I have said that before. People think that I am nice. They think they know me because I don't reveal myself all at one time so they think the part they know is the whole me. Well fuck them.

I am not saying that I am some kind of mystery, some riddle wrapped in an enigma. I just don't believe that what you see is what you get. Or maybe I am mistaken. Maybe I am transparent and about as deep as a wading pool. Whatever. I just know I am not nice. Never have been.

I was going to write an entry today, try to be funny. Dance for the people. I am not going to now. I just am not in the mood. If you got a problem with that tough, because I just don't care what anyone thinks of me right now. I know what I think of me and that will have to be enough of a let down for today. See, not nice at all. Laterzzz.


Monday, March 06, 2006

Monday Splatter...

A tisket a tasket a baby in a basket...I don't know what that means but I just figured I would go with it. So, what the hell is going on? Nothing round here more or less. My weekend is basically over. That sucks a load of monkey balls. I got to go back to the grindstone tomorrow. Wee! For those of you keeping score that is sarcasm.

I need to put in for a three day weekend or something. A extra day or two off is just the type of medicine that I needed. And to be honest I can do my job in like three days. I don't usually spend a whole day working. I don't get paid enough to work ALL day. Hell, I know my boss doesn't work all day, she is always on the Internet or going and getting a coffee. Then she acts like she is working so hard. I do that too, though. Only when she is there I put on that fake busy face, like what I am doing is just so difficult. They did an episode of Seinfeld were George did that, put on a look like he was angry or upset and then people think that you are busy. It is so awesome.

It always amuses me when the boss asks, "Are you busy?"

Like I am going to say,"You know, I was planning on picking my nose and spreading it on the bottom of the desk because I just finished all my work and really have nothing to do. After all, Boss, you know how much I like asking for more work to do. I mean the wages you pay me really make me want to work my ass off for you. It doesn't make me think what the hell is the point what I do as long as I put in my time till the end of the day when I can go home and try to psyche myself up to come back here and do it all over."

Don't get me wrong, I think that I have said it before, my job is not that hard. It is totally trained monkey level work. I have no illusions as to my place in the work food chain, thoroughly at the bottom. I just think or let's say more feel that there is just something wrong, if not evil about going to work everyday.

Maybe I am a lazy American? Maybe I was brought up in a time in the world where we were at the apex of American civilization so everything was essentially possible? I look around and all I can see is a country, if not a planet where there are three types of people. There are those born with privilege firmly at the top. There are those at the bottom who will never escape. Then there are those in the middle under the impression that they can work harder, pray harder, be better, and everything will suddenly work out and they will be OK, a sub-group of these think they will make it into the top layer one day.

Now, I could be wrong. I could just be feeling pessimistic, and that is totally valid. Maybe there is no problem in this country? Maybe that feeling that the best days in America are behind and we are becoming a country not just of haves and have not but of wills and never wills is just my imagination. But let's just think about something for a second, if you were a person, coming from a working poor family. You wanted to go to college but to go to school you have to put yourself into debt so deep you are going to be paying for the next decade at least. When you do get out of school, you are not focused on how can I make the world better, you are focused on making as much money as you can to pay your bills. It just goes on and on. The more you have the more you want the more you make the more you spend. When does it just stop for a little while?

Oh, well, enough of my semi-sentimential geopolitical blathering. Did you watch the Academy Awards? I didn't but the movie that I did recommend won for best picture, that would be "Crash". I am just glad that the "gay cowboys eating pudding" movie didn't win. I have nothing against the homosexuals, I just don't like the idea that if I don't want to see a crappy movie that happens to be about gay guys that that in some way indicates that I am against them. Hell, do what ever you want to whoever you want in a totally consensual type of way. It is none of my business. That goes both ways however. It is your responsibility to keep your private stuff private because I dont' want to know. And I will be totally honest to say that two hairy guys going at it is heave inducing-ly icky. At the same time to hot chicks going for it is hot. Double-standard? So?

I did see the Johnny Cash movie "Walk the Line". It was really good. I can see why Reese Witherspoon won the Oscar. I think Joaquin Phoenix (forgive me for the spelling) was pretty great too. It defiantly joins the other great bio-pic like "La Bamba" and uh...whatever another one is that I can't think of right now. I give it a recommendation. Warning though, you should buy or download some Johnny Cash songs before you watch the movie because after you watch it you will want to listen to some of his songs.

Speaking of songs, "It's hard out here for a pimp" won the fucking Oscar! The song is from the movie "Hustle and Flow" which you will remember me saying you should watch. I guess from reading on the Internet or "Net", the performance was corny but at least it was one of the better things of the night. I think that has to do with the fact that everyone has to act like they have a stick up their ass. I mean, my God people, you get paid to tell stories to pretend. Get over yourselves. I am all for being a pompous asshole, call it a hobby, but you are supposed to be entertainers, entertain me. And one word to the the girls when you pick a dress, more skin and see through fabrics! Boing!

OK, I am done for now. Maybe more later if I can think of something to talk about that I haven't bitched about a hundred times before. Laterzzz...


Sunday, March 05, 2006

Here to there...

Hi kids. I am in a rambling type of mood today. You ready to come with me? Good. OK. “Ramblers, let’s get ramblin’.”

How are we feeling today? I feel ok. I was tired as hell last night. Too much working, I guess. Then I went to Wal-Mart. That will tire anyone out. So then I went home, put away the stuff I had bought, checked my email, and by the time I went to sleep I was dead to the world. I slept like a log all night into the morning. Then I got a call from a friend of mine.

“Hello,” she said.

I said, “Uhgrhh…hello…uhhh,”…except it sounded a lot more croaky. See, I am not what you would call a “morning person”. I do not function well that early in the morning. Let’s face it, I was barely conscious. I told her later if you call me in the middle of the night I am not going to be coherent. She said it was 9am. I said, yeah, but I went to sleep around 3am and I wasn’t waking up to damn near twelve, so that is the middle of the night for me. It was also made known to me that I am rarely coherent as it is, so what is the difference what time I am called? I had to agree with this, unfortunately.

When I am tired, what I do is make me some coffee. I know it is not right to love inanimate things, and I don’t love coffee, but I likes it bunches and bunches. There is not much in this world as great as the smell of fresh brewed coffee, except for the taste in the morning. When the hot liquid slides down your throat while the aroma fills your nostrils, it is just heaven.

That reminds me, I have to clean my coffeemaker. It is not filthy but they say that you should clean it to remove minerals and such every so often. I don’t use fresh, clean, spring water like they say you are supposed to do on the package of coffee. Sorry, I don’t live next to a mountain spring in the woods where I can get the fresh untouched water. I have to use fresh tap water. It’s not that bad for tap water. I do have a Brita filter pitcher but I keep forgetting to buy a new filter. So that doesn’t help at all does it? Then again, if I was a coffee connoisseur, I would fresh ground my beans after removing them from a hermetically sealed package so that I could get them at the peak of flavor. Uh, no. Who the hell has the time or effort to go through all of that? And people do! The same people who are all snobby about wine and beer and other alcohol.

I don’t know the difference between Chateaux Le Fete and Boone’s Farm Wine, and I honestly don’t have the cash to learn. I mean, sure, given the time I would like to have it shown to me what the difference is between a good wine and bad. I suppose I could impress a woman at a fancy restaurant or know what to bring to an elegant party but those are not exactly pressing concerns for me at this time. It is the same with sushi. I would one day like to know the difference between a well prepared dining experience and bait. Is it a priority in my everyday life? No.

I do however enjoy the coffee. I really don’t drink as much of it as I could because if I did, then I think that it wouldn’t be as special as when I drink it in the morning. I also think that it might start to limit its affects on me which would suck. I like the rush of caffeine that I get. I think that de-caffeinated coffee is probably the work of the Devil if not a massive conspiracy by some foreign government to make Americans drowsy and less productive. I wouldn’t put it past the Chinese or maybe the Portuguese. What’s up with Portugal anyway? They been kind of quite lately don’t you think? I bet they are hatching some deep dark plan over there. I mean, can you name the last time you heard anything about them? Can you name a city in Portugal? I am just saying that is mighty suspicious.

I don’t really have anything much to do this weekend. You know besides some cleaning and some laundry. Hopefully, I can get down the steps where I live to get to the laundry room without breaking my neck. Why should the fuckers shovel the snow off of the damn laundry room steps anyway? Everyone knows when there is snow on the ground that dirty clothes magically clean themselves. That will save me $2.50.

I do have the Johnny Cash movie to watch. I will probably do that. I can let you know what I thought of it. I don't watch the Oscars so I won't be making any predictions but you know that damn gay ass cowboy movie is going to win. I am voting for the movie "Crash". And if Terrence Howard doesn't win for "Hustle and Flow" then you know that Hollywood is just a bunch of fucking stupid morons. Well, we know that already but you get the idea. When "GayVille Mountain" wins you will know it because Crappywood is just trying to say, "Look at us, we love the Queers. We are also so cool that we can give a movie about two guys buttrocking each other the Oscar even though the movie is just your standard lovers that can never be movie. If it was a guy and a girl it would be straight(pun intended) to video."

What you have to do is rent or buy the movie Hustle and Flow. It is a good movie. It is like a version of Rocky, with a pimp. If you remember though, Rocky was a collector for a loan shark before he got his break to fight Apollo Creed. And now that I just got to use the name Apollo Creed in my Rant, I am happy. I think I am going to put a picture of Apollo right here at the end. I am going to Google images.

Oh, yeah. That kicks ass. Well--time to go. Got some drinking to finish. Laterzzz…


Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Support FEM today!

Today is the last day of February. You can kiss it goodbye. You can grab it by the ears and lay a big ol' sloppy one on it. I was wondering, why is February cheated a day? Why don't they just go and take a day from like, say, August. No one would miss another day of the hot sticky weather. Of course it has been kind of a weiner shrinking cold here, so maybe a hot day isn't a fair trade? I do prefer it to be cold rather than hot so I would make that trade.

I think maybe I should make it my cause to see that February gets its 29th and 30th day. That is a more worth cause than a lot of the causes out there. Send me a comment if you want to join my campaign. We can call it, "February Equality Movement" or FEM. Yeah, that sounds about right. Good name too, it will get the chicks to join up. If MoveOn.org has taught us anything it's that if you get the chicks involved the horny guys will soon follow. With enough horny guys and hot chicks you might be able to change the world. At the very least the party should be pretty good.

They just had Mardi Gras in New Orleans. Good for them. I mean if you are going to have a party in the ruins of a great American city, you might as well make it a big one. The town is still a wreck. Like I said in an early rant, you got the lawyers coming out and you have the scummy insurance companies running for the hills, denying claims, and generally make good hardworking people's lives hell. It's good to know that our government is there to help,wait not so fast. When was the last time Bush mentioned New Orleans? Instead he is trying to give away the keys to our ports.


Ok, that is not fair. What is happening is this: The United Arab Emerits (or however it is spelled) has since 9/11 been nice and let the U.S. use its ports, at a hefty fee I am sure, to dock ships and use some bases to run airstrikes. So now the Bush administration wants to throw them a billion dollar bone for being such swell fellows. That is the great thing about the Republicans, once they buy you off, they keep the dough coming. So this money for the ports, tax money, is going to go flowing out of the good old U.S. of A. What I wonder is, is there no American company that can handle these ports? Why is our own government so eager to give the American Taxpayer's money to foreign countries? They can't be that stupid can they?

I mean, over an over again the question that I ask with this government is the same,"They can't be that stupid can they?" I just don't know the answer. I do know one thing. It makes me nervous to thing that the people who are supposedly in charge are not that bright, and don't know what the hell they are doing. It make me even more nervous to think that maybe, just maybe, they know exactly what they are doing. They are working straight to plan and every point that they had laid out is being hit right on the dot. What are they planning? Why would they hide it? That is what makes me more than nervous, that is the part that scares me. Laterzzz...


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