Tim Lincecum is the shit. That kid can hurl a baseball like it’s nobody’s business. He should run for VP. I’d vote for him. Here’s a list of reasons why I think Lincecum would be good in the White House:
Some responses to Palin & Giuliani’s bashing community organizers that I felt compelled to share.
From the man himself.
And I really like her video.
My only critique would be that her graphic listing community organizers goes by too quickly. You can hardly see that Jesus Christ leads the list.
I also really dig this post from Ding on Bitch Ph.D.
Community Organizing: Not a Frakkin’ Tea Party
Palin said:
“A small-town mayor is sort of like a ‘community organizer,’ except that you have actual responsibilities”
And a community organizer I respect very much once said:
“[T]here never will be complete equality until women themselves help to make laws and elect lawmakers.”
-Susan B. Anthony
It’s a classic case of biting the hand that feeds you. Without the work of community organizers, a woman like Palin would never be able to vote, let alone run for the second highest office in the land, and some day they highest. And yet, Palin would have you believe that Susan B. Anthony, Elizabeth Cady Staton, Martin Luther King, Jr., and other community organizers do not have any responsibilities. I suppose in once sense they don’t, other than the responsibility that most of us have to make our lot and the lot of our fellows better. The question is: Does it make a person more qualified to govern when they have been elected to lead than if they have taken it upon themselves to lead? I think that many community organizers have done as much or as little for this country and its citizens than many elected officials. To be honest, I’m not well versed on Obama’s record as a community organizer, and I’m not suggesting that he has is on par with MLK, Jr. or the suffragists. I think that remains to be seen. My point is, if you want to attack his record, then attack his record. Don’t bash community organizers in general.
Now I feel like I’ve beaten this topic to death.
I would like to post something on McCain’s speech tonight, but honestly, I tried to watch it, and I fell asleep. Then I tried to watch the replay, and it just wasn’t . . . inspiring, in any sense of the word. It was just bland. I mean, it certainly didn’t change my mind, as if it stood a chance. It didn’t even boil my blood. It didn’t do anything for me at all.
Here’s some pretty to freshen up your day, The Cat Empire.
And here’s my Cat Empire station from Pandora – The Cat Empire Radio. That station has been playing an excellent selection of tunes all day, including a new favorite, “Kate” by Ben Folds Five.
Enjoy!
I love Jay Smooth. (“Well then why don’t you marry him?”)
I wish.
This guy is one of the smartest people on the web. I subscribe to his blog, and I love it, because a lot of his subject matter is outside of my normal sphere of experience and knowledge. There’s no way I could know as much about hip hop as this man does. I do appreciate a lot of it, though, and it’s good to hear a critique of it from someone who is more intimately aware of it than I am. I have unfortunately not been exposed to as much of it, and to be honest, have been put off by a lot of it. I should get back into it. . . maybe I’ll do that. Anyway. . .
I hope he never gives in to his “little hater” and keeps posting many more v-blogs.
And I hope I get to make out with him some day. Smarts are sexy.
Just sayin’.
Update: I just was going back and re-reading this post, and I realized that I went off on a tangent, and forgot to even mention how much I agree with what he’s saying about the RNC. He’s spot on, as far as I can tell.
I’m watching a little bit of the Republican National Convention. I know, I know, I know. You’re asking why I would want to torture myself like that. I just want to see what they have to say.
And what they have to say is pretty exasperating. I’ve yet to hear any one suggestion about why anyone should vote for McCain. All they have to say is what’s supposedly wrong with Obama. All they do is bash and bash and bash. The only reason to vote for McCain is to vote against Obama.
Why so defensive, Republicans?
Because you ought to be. Because I think that you know that McCain is a hard sell to the American public. And so is Palin.
Side note – I can’t believe that Giuliani just tried to bring up the Republicans’ role in ending slavery, while earlier in this speech, he said something that sounded exceptionally racist (thanks Jay Smooth) about “Islamic Terrorists.” What about the Catholic Terrorists? What about the just plain psychotic terrorists? What about the Neo-Nazi White Supremacist Terrorists? Not a problem? Don’t need to protect Americans from those? Just the Muslims, huh?
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, the hard sell. Here’s the thing, the Republicans have got to know that the American public is tired of their shit. Tired of their national debt, which is the lead cause of our faltering economy. The reason our young people are being sent to die in a war that does not have a damn thing to do with the terrorists who have attacked Americans in our land.
McCain would rather lose the election than lose a war, and that’s just what he’s going to do. Because to “stay the course” is to ignore the will of the American people, who have spoken, and who have said, “Enough is enough!” He’s disrespectful of democracy, just like Bush, and for that reason he should not, and FSM willing, will not be elected.
Just Sayin’.
I’m having a public appearance hangover. Yesterday was a big day of being out and about, and today is the opposite. I’ve spent most of the day on my couch, dozing off. The only thing I did get done was a little bit of shopping. I got my shoes for the wedding I’m in at the end of the month. I’m really happy with the pair I found, and they were only $10.
But definitely, after yesterday, I needed a “Me-day.”
Because yesterday was a lot of performing in front of people. For the first time in about 12 years, I played music in public. The band played a block party in Alameda yesterday afternoon, which was our first time playing out. I was pretty nervous about it, but according to the small group of friends who were there, they couldn’t tell. I guess I can still put on a good game face. I was just glad that none of the little kids tried to come up and touch the horn while I was playing.
And as if that wasn’t enough putting myself out there, then we went to karaoke last night. It is official – I do not know all the words to “Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend.” Also, I always forget how low my voice is until I try to sing.
It was a fun day, over all.
It was good to get that first public show with the band out of the way. Now I’m looking forward to booking a real gig that I can tell all my friends about, and possibly even get paid for a little. Of course, whatever we get paid will go right back into the band. We need to make CDs and T-shirts we can sell and make more money that we will then put right back into the band again. This is not a money making proposition.
Now, I’m spent, though. I think I’m going to make myself some dinner, and I might watch a DVD or something.
Just sayin’.
Yesterday may have been all fun and games, but today was all business at my job . . . kind of.
It was one of those things where they bring together the folks from all over the country to sit in a depressing room and listen to a lot of talking. I tried really hard to not fall asleep. I did kind of nod off for a second, until my boss was kind enough to kick me.
However, we started the day off with the traditional turn around the room where all the new people who are new since the last dreary meeting have to introduce themselves. Oh joy.
Since I knew this was coming, and I didn’t want to be boring, or yammer on for too long, I decided to tell my co-workers about my true nature.
I told them that I am, in fact, a cyborg. I explained that my robotic parts did not give me super strength like the bionic woman, but made me super sarcastic instead. I told them I had Go-Go Gadget Dry Humor.
I also told them how I had run a systems analysis diagnostic scan and realized that working at my old company did not rock, and so I came to work at the new place.
They actually applauded, and I was shocked when a few people complimented me on the introduction later in the day.
My objective was to let everyone know two things – 1) I’m a gigantic nerd -and- 2) To not take me too seriously. I think I was successful.
Just sayin’.
So, this morning I went in to work as usual, but at noon, the entire office boarded buses to go to a bowling alley. It was time for the semi-annual bowling party.
And they went all out. The afternoon started with all the best bowling alley junk food. There was pizza, nachos, fries, onion rings, and pizza. Also some other stuff that I don’t eat. Oh, and I had Hawaiian Punch. Yum. I love junk food. I was in hog heaven. I dipped my onion rings in nacho cheese. It’s like that.
Oh, and an open bar. Now, I’d been having plenty of drinks over the weekend, so I was pretty over the whole idea of booze. But I did have a few beers.
Then the bowling got under way, and it was extreme bowling with music, black lights, and disco balls. We played for hours. It was a lot of fun, and my only complaint was that it was hot in the building. I was really pretty exhausted by the time we left there.
Exhausted and full. I wasn’t even buzzed from the beers I drank, but I think it just added to my tremendously over stuffed feeling. I know that this hasn’t done anything to curb my lust for grease and garbage, but it might be a few days before I go there again.
And tonight, I wasn’t even all that hungry, but I made dinner, just because I felt I had to eat something that wasn’t crap. Beans and rice with some mixed veggies.
So, I guess what I’m really saying is that bowling is fun, but onion rings are funner.
Without realizing it, I managed to go almost two weeks without posting a single entry. I’ve become a slacker, it seems. I have been a busy gal.
And then there was another funeral. It was my step-grandfather, so not someone I was close to. In fact, I only met him once. I mostly went down to be supportive of my family. My sister and step-brothers and nephew. And so, I swooped into Bakersfield after the funeral, and dragged them out to play mini-gulf. I got my ass handed to me. Seriously, my step-brother is a put-put God!
Along the way, there’s been lots of hi-jinks and a whole lot of hanging out with Kayphore, who’s quickly becoming my most favoritest person in the universe. Us cyborgs have to stick together. And I have discovered that I am a cyborg. I must be, because I can be funny in HTML. No lies.
So, anyway, I’ll try to be more entertaining and to have more to say. There’s some exciting band weirdness coming up this weekend that I’ll write about afterwards.
There’s also maid of honor hi-jinks to come, and again, I’ll keep you up to date.
So, I guess what I’m saying is, “stay tuned.”
PLW’s Crush Radio Pandora Station of the Day!
I haven’t posted one of these lately, but I just made this new station of songs I loved when I was about 10, and first started having crushes on boys. It’s heavy on Freestyle.
Let me know what you think of this one! Also, post some of your stations in the comments. (Lemme know if you don’t know how to do that.)
Peggy Lu Who's Just Sayin' 