Hello there, gentle readers. A beautiful day in the midwest--blue skies, high 70s heat, and a great day to pick corn. And the Des Moines street crews are out today working to rebuild our ancient street system, right in the middle of the most used sections of downtown in the morning rushhour. The streets need rebuilt, but the traffic was a total chaos this morning. S happens-roll with it and grit your teeth and avoid partial street rage.
Rush L. finally went over the edge this p.m. on his show, by calling liberals and anti-war types "traitors." The T word has been generally kept out of the talk show bloviating, except f0r one brawl last week on Hannity and Colmes, but RL may have thrown it into the dialogue lingo. There is an interesting blog I found put out by Spook 86, an ex-CIA guy, who has some interesting views. And there is an interesting blog (gwb06 blogspot) by a guy who claims he is George W. Bush-the President. Maybe it really is Him.
And this was the day that Season 1 of Mama's Family came out on DVD. I wish I could afford a number of TV show box sets, but my budget is not up to being used for too many of the things. I would like to get each season of Have Gun Will Travel and the first couple of seasons of I Love Lucy(the masterpiece seasons), and the complete series of Amazing Stories, but we will have to see what the budget can handle. I have been e-ing TV Party as to when or if The Millionaire, the Gary Moore variety show, and Brooklyn Bridge will ever be available, but none of them seem to be in the near future. And neither is Ben Casey or The Nurses. A shame for TV devotees. And I am also waiting for It's About Time (with Grunk and Shad) The Hollywood Palace, and Love-American Style.
This is going to be all for now. My fans may be wondering why I am rambling today, but I promise you all a really deep blog masterpiece some time in the near future. Di di mau!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Oh Wow, I am back blogging
Hello there! Everyone in cyberspace has been waiting for me to do another blog entry, since I have not blogged since the end of June. Have been busy working and have been having middle aged broodings, and world events seem to have overwhelmed my small-scale thoughts on What Is Going On. Maybe I can get back into the habit of typing a record of What is Happening, every so many days. The last blog I typed I mentioned something about The NYT Mess, and now I can not remember what the Mess was. Since my June 27 entry North Korea shot off some missiles into the Sea of Japan on July 4, and Israel and the Hezbollah had a war in south Lebanon, and Castro got sick and turned Cuba over to his brother, and Chavez and Nejad came to the UN and trashed W and Hugo C. called W "The Devil," and the Pope made some remarks borrowed from a Byzantine Emperor that Mohammed had done some stuff evil, and the Muslims went wild and are still rioting around the world over the comments, and today some Sunnis blew up a kerosene tanker in Sadr City and killed 3 dozen Shiite women, and today there is a rumor that OBL died of typhoid fever a month ago. I guess those are the big major events of the last three months, and suddenly I cannot remember all the other stuff, including who famous died, and what has been going on in showbiz and celebland. I may have to actually go to our city library and dig into Time to see what else has happened Big. Sorry that everything anywhere important in the world has slipped my mind tonight. The 5th anniversary of 9-11 was commemorated with respect, but the ABC movie about 9-11 stirred up a flap by liberals, because it took Clinton and his regime to the woodshed for not paying attention to catching OBL, and tomorrow on Fox will be an interview by Chris Wallace with Clinton, in which Bill looses his temper about failing to capture the maybe late terrorist.
All this stuff happening day by day is reminding me of 1968, when something Big in the world seemed to occur every day and you got every morning to see what had happened overnight.
Chris Wallace should have asked Clinton not why he could not catch Ladin, but why the gov. had been unable to catch Atta and his gang, who had been in and out of the US for at least 2 years, and someone should slash at the Media for spending more time on OJ than the story of the blind mullah and his band in '93, and there should be a story about why so much time was spent in the summer of '01 on poor Chandra Levy.
OK, I am going to publish this blog now, even though I really do not have any incredible insight into what has been going on outside my room. I am just recording what I remember about the last several weeks of history. Di di mau!
All this stuff happening day by day is reminding me of 1968, when something Big in the world seemed to occur every day and you got every morning to see what had happened overnight.
Chris Wallace should have asked Clinton not why he could not catch Ladin, but why the gov. had been unable to catch Atta and his gang, who had been in and out of the US for at least 2 years, and someone should slash at the Media for spending more time on OJ than the story of the blind mullah and his band in '93, and there should be a story about why so much time was spent in the summer of '01 on poor Chandra Levy.
OK, I am going to publish this blog now, even though I really do not have any incredible insight into what has been going on outside my room. I am just recording what I remember about the last several weeks of history. Di di mau!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Yes, We Are Still Alive
Yes, we are still on earth--after a gap of several days of not doing a blog. The news of the world seems to be bigger than my little personal report to the cyberuniverse on my private doings, and with maybe 30 million other bloggers I probably got lost in the world population. With war, shootings, east coast floodings, midwest drought, Starr Jones' problems, Rush's viagra bust, North Korea's maybe rocket launch, the death of Frazier's Eddie, the agency financial scandal in Iowa, the Kidman wedding, the Hugh O'Brien wedding, the Pitt baby, the new NYTimes mess, and the World Cup, it has actually been a lively time on earth. Some day all of this news will be old and dusty (like reading old accounts of Ford's presidency) but some of it may end up having historical importance. Now, isn't that a really Deep Thought I just came up with. (prep at the end of a clause).
Coulter has not appeared on TV tonight (wow), but Scarborough had Sheehan on whining, and Bill O' was in rant mode tonight, and Colmes was also whining to Hannity, and I shut the TV off, and will probably go to snoozeland in a little while. I know all this does not make for a Hugh Hewitt-level blog, but that is what my current life is like, in this midsummer of '06. Private life is not moving at an exciting pace. Even the greatest creators in history must have had down days when they did nothing at all Deep (Plato supposedly died at a horse race).
After 2 weeks of not blogging, I seem to have not much to blog about, but I am curently out of the self-pity mood I was in a few weeks ago, so maybe I will have some cheerful stufff to offer all my fans and devotees the next time I come into their laptop screen world. Things will get better--or worse, considering the state of current international events. So, we will see you. Di di mau!
Coulter has not appeared on TV tonight (wow), but Scarborough had Sheehan on whining, and Bill O' was in rant mode tonight, and Colmes was also whining to Hannity, and I shut the TV off, and will probably go to snoozeland in a little while. I know all this does not make for a Hugh Hewitt-level blog, but that is what my current life is like, in this midsummer of '06. Private life is not moving at an exciting pace. Even the greatest creators in history must have had down days when they did nothing at all Deep (Plato supposedly died at a horse race).
After 2 weeks of not blogging, I seem to have not much to blog about, but I am curently out of the self-pity mood I was in a few weeks ago, so maybe I will have some cheerful stufff to offer all my fans and devotees the next time I come into their laptop screen world. Things will get better--or worse, considering the state of current international events. So, we will see you. Di di mau!
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
We Need Rain Real Soon
The ground around here is very dry and the rivers are getting low. Great that a warm summer is upon us, but we need rain. Not rain like we got in 92 and 93, but some wet stuff.
Daily life is improving a little since that last blog I printed about my June glooms, but but the local TV is full tonight of nothing but misery in the local region. There was a funeral for the first woman soldier from Iowa to get killed in Iraq, and she left a 9 year old kid behind. There were at least five car or truck crashes today along the interstate. A football player from ISU died of cancer at 24. A little girl in the metroplex has a rare brain stem tumor which will probably kill her in a few months. And after all that sad news PBS ran a bio of Cole Porter which told all about his life with broken legs and his sinking into depression before he died. And I discovered while shopping for groceries how high food prices are going, and it cost 38 bucks to fill my car tank. And I am having troubles with my landlady. And more small town factories in Iowa are closing, and the Wall Street Journal has an article about the millions of kids in America who are going hungry because their families cannot afford to buy food.
I need to get happy or at least less blue, after all that stuff, and am going to work at it. This will be all for right now, after this gloomy news rehash, and need to sleep on it. So you all wait for my next happy blogging. Di di mau!
Daily life is improving a little since that last blog I printed about my June glooms, but but the local TV is full tonight of nothing but misery in the local region. There was a funeral for the first woman soldier from Iowa to get killed in Iraq, and she left a 9 year old kid behind. There were at least five car or truck crashes today along the interstate. A football player from ISU died of cancer at 24. A little girl in the metroplex has a rare brain stem tumor which will probably kill her in a few months. And after all that sad news PBS ran a bio of Cole Porter which told all about his life with broken legs and his sinking into depression before he died. And I discovered while shopping for groceries how high food prices are going, and it cost 38 bucks to fill my car tank. And I am having troubles with my landlady. And more small town factories in Iowa are closing, and the Wall Street Journal has an article about the millions of kids in America who are going hungry because their families cannot afford to buy food.
I need to get happy or at least less blue, after all that stuff, and am going to work at it. This will be all for right now, after this gloomy news rehash, and need to sleep on it. So you all wait for my next happy blogging. Di di mau!
Saturday, June 10, 2006
At Last A New Blog Entry
After deleting at least 3 blogs I started over the last few weeks here is one I hope I will feel like finishing and sending out into cyberspace for my waiting fans and devotees, who have been wondering where I have been, I assume.
Yes, I know--it has been a frantic time on earth--with Zarqawi getting His, however he really got It, and lots and lots of politics being done, and today 3 guys in Gitmo killing themselves, and a hurricane in the Carib.. building up, and the Pitt baby arriving, and on and on, but I have been in a blue funk depression for 2 weeks or more, and my family is in a dysfunction, which I will spare you the details of (preposition at end of clause), and things are not going good partially in my little life, but hopefully things will get better.
After a hot summer week in the midwest, today it got cold and rainy and dreary again, right when a city outdoor winefest is going on, and tomorrow morning a bunch of aging hippies are planning to sit on the banks of our local river and chant to drive pollution away from the river. Lots of Oms and bamboo flute playing, and probably more news crews out than hippies. Should be interesting, if it actually takes place.
The World Cup Soccer finals are on now, and everyone in every other country is going wild over the things, but I can not get excited about them. My American redneckness has me counting down the days till August, when the NFL gets going again, and The Bears are back! Nothing wrong with everyone else on Earth getting deep into soccer, but American profootball is my sport. I was a great Nascar devotee for several years, but have kinda lost interest in it recently. I check out each week who won the race, but do not sit all Sunday afternoon watching the races like I did a few years ago.
Have spent much of tonight reading blogs about Zarqawi, and about the DailyKos leftwing bloggers convention in Vegas, and I need to get ready for a big project I need to take care of tomorrow but am stalling till the last minute. This sadness I am in has all but dried up much eagerness to be active at anything. What is the problem? I wish I knew. I seem to have some kind of emotional crisis right around early June every few years or so, and something not very nice always seems to happen.
Enough of that stuff. You all take care, and I will try to get back to blogging better as this month goes on, and what will happen will be faced in a manly way. Di di mau!
Yes, I know--it has been a frantic time on earth--with Zarqawi getting His, however he really got It, and lots and lots of politics being done, and today 3 guys in Gitmo killing themselves, and a hurricane in the Carib.. building up, and the Pitt baby arriving, and on and on, but I have been in a blue funk depression for 2 weeks or more, and my family is in a dysfunction, which I will spare you the details of (preposition at end of clause), and things are not going good partially in my little life, but hopefully things will get better.
After a hot summer week in the midwest, today it got cold and rainy and dreary again, right when a city outdoor winefest is going on, and tomorrow morning a bunch of aging hippies are planning to sit on the banks of our local river and chant to drive pollution away from the river. Lots of Oms and bamboo flute playing, and probably more news crews out than hippies. Should be interesting, if it actually takes place.
The World Cup Soccer finals are on now, and everyone in every other country is going wild over the things, but I can not get excited about them. My American redneckness has me counting down the days till August, when the NFL gets going again, and The Bears are back! Nothing wrong with everyone else on Earth getting deep into soccer, but American profootball is my sport. I was a great Nascar devotee for several years, but have kinda lost interest in it recently. I check out each week who won the race, but do not sit all Sunday afternoon watching the races like I did a few years ago.
Have spent much of tonight reading blogs about Zarqawi, and about the DailyKos leftwing bloggers convention in Vegas, and I need to get ready for a big project I need to take care of tomorrow but am stalling till the last minute. This sadness I am in has all but dried up much eagerness to be active at anything. What is the problem? I wish I knew. I seem to have some kind of emotional crisis right around early June every few years or so, and something not very nice always seems to happen.
Enough of that stuff. You all take care, and I will try to get back to blogging better as this month goes on, and what will happen will be faced in a manly way. Di di mau!
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Midweek Thoughts
Well, PBS spent 90 minutes Monday giving us Joseph Goebbels. No strange PBS political views of JG, but nothing but a lot of interesting old film of him, and the voice of Kenneth Branaugh reading excerpts from Geobbels' diaries. Actually not much point as to what the whole show was supposed to be about. Some screen crawls telling the viewer to go to some PBS websites to read what some historians think of Goebbels. Avoid academic historians like the bird flu plague. For all the money PBS gets, they bought a film as unreliable as any thing on the History Channel or any thing on BookTV.
There is a scandal going on in Iowa right now which has become the state entertainment of the summer. Somewhat complicated, but it involves the honchos of a state job-finding agency, who were getting huge salaries. It involves a lady with a GED degree, who took her salary to buy a house boat and entertain her fellow board member boyfriend, and there is a long-time city politico who lots of people have grudges against, and a board member who spent some time in prison for child molestation, and some county officials who were involved in the scandal somehow, and the whole matter gets stranger and stranger as the days go by. The Public can find at least one or more pieces of this matter to be Shocked about, even if you do not understand all of it. Like Watergate, honest people keep being found who got corrupted by something in the scandal.
It is hot and humid in the heartland this afternoon after rain and a lightening storm last night. I wanted a hot summer after a cold spring, and it seems to be getting here, so I am complaining
about how Hot it is. Some people will whine about anything.
Bob Dylan, Tommy Chong, and Priscilla Pressley all have birthdays, in different ages in their 60s.
Around this time of May in 1969 I travelled home on leave from Ft. Lee, going from Petersburg Va. to Omaha on the Northfolk and Western Railroad. Had never been on a trainride before. Meaningless fact to most readers, but the train was one of the last passenger trains in business before Amtrack came in. Very interesting ride with some interesting people I met, but was very slow. Wonder if the old steam trains felt as slow to the people who rode them.
(May 25) Tried to watch American Idol last night but could not get through it to the end. None of the singers who could sing at all did anything to me and I will probably barely follow their stints as celebrities instead of singers. Could make long lists of singers who crashed and burned quickly in opera, country, and pop music who were good but not good enough to sustain a career. Sad, but it happens.
Don't have a lot more to send into siberspace tonight. Lots of world news to absorb, and not much memorable at work today to record for human history. Yes, I know: one should always be alive and alert and ready to grasp the universal uniqueness of every little event that occurs in one's life, but I am not Proust yet, though someday I may try to record the ultimate meanings of pumping gas and buying some bread and soup, and driving in Des Moines in the afternoon traffic. Till then, this will be all for right now. Di di mau!
There is a scandal going on in Iowa right now which has become the state entertainment of the summer. Somewhat complicated, but it involves the honchos of a state job-finding agency, who were getting huge salaries. It involves a lady with a GED degree, who took her salary to buy a house boat and entertain her fellow board member boyfriend, and there is a long-time city politico who lots of people have grudges against, and a board member who spent some time in prison for child molestation, and some county officials who were involved in the scandal somehow, and the whole matter gets stranger and stranger as the days go by. The Public can find at least one or more pieces of this matter to be Shocked about, even if you do not understand all of it. Like Watergate, honest people keep being found who got corrupted by something in the scandal.
It is hot and humid in the heartland this afternoon after rain and a lightening storm last night. I wanted a hot summer after a cold spring, and it seems to be getting here, so I am complaining
about how Hot it is. Some people will whine about anything.
Bob Dylan, Tommy Chong, and Priscilla Pressley all have birthdays, in different ages in their 60s.
Around this time of May in 1969 I travelled home on leave from Ft. Lee, going from Petersburg Va. to Omaha on the Northfolk and Western Railroad. Had never been on a trainride before. Meaningless fact to most readers, but the train was one of the last passenger trains in business before Amtrack came in. Very interesting ride with some interesting people I met, but was very slow. Wonder if the old steam trains felt as slow to the people who rode them.
(May 25) Tried to watch American Idol last night but could not get through it to the end. None of the singers who could sing at all did anything to me and I will probably barely follow their stints as celebrities instead of singers. Could make long lists of singers who crashed and burned quickly in opera, country, and pop music who were good but not good enough to sustain a career. Sad, but it happens.
Don't have a lot more to send into siberspace tonight. Lots of world news to absorb, and not much memorable at work today to record for human history. Yes, I know: one should always be alive and alert and ready to grasp the universal uniqueness of every little event that occurs in one's life, but I am not Proust yet, though someday I may try to record the ultimate meanings of pumping gas and buying some bread and soup, and driving in Des Moines in the afternoon traffic. Till then, this will be all for right now. Di di mau!
Friday, May 19, 2006
Friday and Monday Together
Heat has finally arrived; the winds have died down a little, and we may actually be getting an authentic summer. And then we will sit in front of our ice boxes and moan that It Is So Hot!
The season ends of 70s Show and the OC were both not what TV Guide had hyped them up as. 70s spent too much of its last show trying to be funny about Hyde's pot smoking, and OC ended with Marisa getting killed in Ryan's car. I was not moved by either show. Maybe it was because my back is hurting this week. I finally went to bed.
Much going on in the world, but check out Drudge to see what is happening. In August the Dixie Chicks are coming to Des Moines for a concert. There will probably be right and left clashes outside the auditorium, along with demonstrations. Note on May 22: the Chicks are on the cover of Time, and Nat Maines has announced she had retracted some of the nice things she said about W in the near past. The concert should be an exciting event in Iowa.
Now on Monday May 22. The records of at least 26 million veterans have been stolen from the house of a VA employee who took them home with him. Barbaro is on his feet and horny for mares after breaking his leg in the Preakness Saturday. Madonna opened her world tour in LA with a show which featured her on a cross. Nagin got reelected mayor of New Orleans. Another kid in Aruba has been picked up for whatever he knew or did involving Natalie H. A horse farm in Michigan is being dug up in case the bones of Jimmy Hoffa are buried there. The upcoming hurricane season may be another wicked one. The Metropolitan Opera gala for the retirement of Joe Volpe got awful reviews and comments from a website of gay opera fans.
PBS tonight is doing a show on Joseph Goerbbels tonight. Should be interesting to see how PBS portrays Dr. G. considering the strange political leanings of PBS. And King of Queens is supposed to be very good tonight. A lot of network shows I just have never gotten interested in (including Lost, 24, American Idol, and most of the murder-autopsy shows). It's just the way my brain is wired, I guess. Probably nothing wrong with all those shows, but I just can't cram all of them into my activity routine.
This is going to be all for right now. I did not get Friday's blog finished, so this is a combo of Friday and Monday. I keep promising all my fans that I will sometime create the perfect blog, but I am still working on that project. You all take care. Di di mau!
The season ends of 70s Show and the OC were both not what TV Guide had hyped them up as. 70s spent too much of its last show trying to be funny about Hyde's pot smoking, and OC ended with Marisa getting killed in Ryan's car. I was not moved by either show. Maybe it was because my back is hurting this week. I finally went to bed.
Much going on in the world, but check out Drudge to see what is happening. In August the Dixie Chicks are coming to Des Moines for a concert. There will probably be right and left clashes outside the auditorium, along with demonstrations. Note on May 22: the Chicks are on the cover of Time, and Nat Maines has announced she had retracted some of the nice things she said about W in the near past. The concert should be an exciting event in Iowa.
Now on Monday May 22. The records of at least 26 million veterans have been stolen from the house of a VA employee who took them home with him. Barbaro is on his feet and horny for mares after breaking his leg in the Preakness Saturday. Madonna opened her world tour in LA with a show which featured her on a cross. Nagin got reelected mayor of New Orleans. Another kid in Aruba has been picked up for whatever he knew or did involving Natalie H. A horse farm in Michigan is being dug up in case the bones of Jimmy Hoffa are buried there. The upcoming hurricane season may be another wicked one. The Metropolitan Opera gala for the retirement of Joe Volpe got awful reviews and comments from a website of gay opera fans.
PBS tonight is doing a show on Joseph Goerbbels tonight. Should be interesting to see how PBS portrays Dr. G. considering the strange political leanings of PBS. And King of Queens is supposed to be very good tonight. A lot of network shows I just have never gotten interested in (including Lost, 24, American Idol, and most of the murder-autopsy shows). It's just the way my brain is wired, I guess. Probably nothing wrong with all those shows, but I just can't cram all of them into my activity routine.
This is going to be all for right now. I did not get Friday's blog finished, so this is a combo of Friday and Monday. I keep promising all my fans that I will sometime create the perfect blog, but I am still working on that project. You all take care. Di di mau!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Wednesday and Whatever
At sometime in human history the heartland is going to have a pure summer season, with heat and clear skies and no March-type winds and everyone will not be going around with winter colds. The barn swallows have come back to Iowa from wherever they go south in the fall, and like last year are probably wondering what the hail they flew up to cold and rainy Iowa. The skeeter population should be huge this summer so the barnies will at least have good eating for a few months.
Remember--it is spelled Wednes-day, not Wens-day or Wedens-day.
The stock market took a 200-point dive today. Billionaire Beatle Paul and his wife are splitting up. Is it possible that Jane Asher is waiting in the mist to catch Paul on the third bounce? The guys who played Tom Corbett and Clarabelle the Clown on tv in the '50s both have died. European critics have been trashing The Da Vinci Code, and Ian McCellan trashed the Bible. Opie and Forrest G. will probably still make a pile of treasure from the flick. It cost 1oo million to film! Not as much as Paul is worth, but still a lot.
This should be a night to do something besides watching normal TV fare. I am thinking about pulling out a VHS of In the Mood or something else I have had the tape of for years but just kept on the shelf. So many old movies--so little time.
This seems to be a short blog, but I think this will be all for right now. Millions and millions of blogs and bloggers, besides my little blog of genius. The whole world is online.
Oh yes; some guy on my local newscast is infoing us that you can get better gas milage if you drive with the car windows closed; open windows cause a wind drag that burns extra gas. Will have to try doing that. And now the local weatherman is saying that it will be in 80s next week.
Di di mau!
Remember--it is spelled Wednes-day, not Wens-day or Wedens-day.
The stock market took a 200-point dive today. Billionaire Beatle Paul and his wife are splitting up. Is it possible that Jane Asher is waiting in the mist to catch Paul on the third bounce? The guys who played Tom Corbett and Clarabelle the Clown on tv in the '50s both have died. European critics have been trashing The Da Vinci Code, and Ian McCellan trashed the Bible. Opie and Forrest G. will probably still make a pile of treasure from the flick. It cost 1oo million to film! Not as much as Paul is worth, but still a lot.
This should be a night to do something besides watching normal TV fare. I am thinking about pulling out a VHS of In the Mood or something else I have had the tape of for years but just kept on the shelf. So many old movies--so little time.
This seems to be a short blog, but I think this will be all for right now. Millions and millions of blogs and bloggers, besides my little blog of genius. The whole world is online.
Oh yes; some guy on my local newscast is infoing us that you can get better gas milage if you drive with the car windows closed; open windows cause a wind drag that burns extra gas. Will have to try doing that. And now the local weatherman is saying that it will be in 80s next week.
Di di mau!
Monday, May 15, 2006
Monday Night and Whatever
Dud title for this blog entry, but that is my personal attitude tonight. Have the blaws, which segues into whining and opoormeism, which wastes precious minutes of the span of my life, but at this second that is what I have within my mental system. So, let us go onward to get rid of it and gain some positive Dale Carnegie attitude toward earthly life and the reality of the Universe.
This time in May should be warm and summery, but it has been raining all weekend and is windy at 9 p.m and is about 50 degrees instead of the 85 degrees I want. We are at least not going through the rain and flooding they are having in Massachusetts, but we had that kind of stuff in '93. And Bill Clinton came to Des Moines and felt our pain, and shelled out a lot of disaster relief money.
In the lastest issue of Campaigns and Elections magazine a lady who worked for Hillary said that one thing the masses do not know about the Clintons is how down to earth and humble they both are, and how kind Hillary is to the people on her staff. Words cannot express my feelings about reading this.
I went through my profile a while ago to see if anyone on earth has some of my interests. It is amazing how many people list Joe Dirt as one of their favorite movies, and how many people listed sleeping as one of their favorite activities. I should not be snippy about such things; I spent a lot of this weekend sleeping like a puppy. Made a bed, turned around three times, and went to sleep. I was tired and it was rainy for 3 days. So, missed a lot of TV (no loss), and took some care of my health by being passed out.
Am not going to rehash online my view of W's immigration speech; I will read some editorials and listen to the heads on Fox to get my official personal opinion. Saw on Drudge that CNN f--ed up by showing 16 seconds of W rehearsing his speech before getting on the air.
This is going to be all for right now. I need to do some housework before crashing into my bed. You all take care. Di di mau!
This time in May should be warm and summery, but it has been raining all weekend and is windy at 9 p.m and is about 50 degrees instead of the 85 degrees I want. We are at least not going through the rain and flooding they are having in Massachusetts, but we had that kind of stuff in '93. And Bill Clinton came to Des Moines and felt our pain, and shelled out a lot of disaster relief money.
In the lastest issue of Campaigns and Elections magazine a lady who worked for Hillary said that one thing the masses do not know about the Clintons is how down to earth and humble they both are, and how kind Hillary is to the people on her staff. Words cannot express my feelings about reading this.
I went through my profile a while ago to see if anyone on earth has some of my interests. It is amazing how many people list Joe Dirt as one of their favorite movies, and how many people listed sleeping as one of their favorite activities. I should not be snippy about such things; I spent a lot of this weekend sleeping like a puppy. Made a bed, turned around three times, and went to sleep. I was tired and it was rainy for 3 days. So, missed a lot of TV (no loss), and took some care of my health by being passed out.
Am not going to rehash online my view of W's immigration speech; I will read some editorials and listen to the heads on Fox to get my official personal opinion. Saw on Drudge that CNN f--ed up by showing 16 seconds of W rehearsing his speech before getting on the air.
This is going to be all for right now. I need to do some housework before crashing into my bed. You all take care. Di di mau!
Friday, May 12, 2006
Moan and Groan on a Windy Friday
Not a climatically cheerful week this past week. Rain and drizzle and cold temps for midMay, and this afternoon it is very windy. Sometime true summer will get here. If Gore thinks that the planet is getting warmer he should be in Iowa right now.
Have not sent a blog into cyberspace for several days. What is on the news you have probably heard somewhere else besides here. According to the WashPost and Drudge there is a thing boiling about the one juror in the Mousaoui trial who held out 1-11 for not calling for the death penalty for M, and the juror will not be allowed to reveal why he almost hung the jury. I have visions of CNN trying to find the lone juror to get him on with L. King (an awful thought).
The big news in Iowa is that the 90-year-old Maytag plant in Newton is going to be closed by Whirlpool in July, tossing out 1,800 workers. It is a magagment vs. union blame game right now. I thing the company just had way too many people hired, to make too many washing machines the market could not get sold. OK, that is My current view of the situation.
Discovered while browsing the web last night that on May 2, one of my heroes, Louis Rukeyser had died. I watch Wall Street Week regularly for years and years, and got to think of Louis and Mary Ferrel and Marty and Lazlo and all of Lou's panelists as Friday night friends, even if I did not always understand what they were talking about. Now I have Cavuto and his gang to give me money news, and they are good, but do a lot more yelling than Lou and company. We will miss Mr. Rukeyser.
Read in a business magazine the other day that every second of the day someone new creates their own blog. Maybe that is why no one reads mine; We all have our own blogs.
So much news and so little time to absorb it all. I should feel shame in not following everything in the world that becomes a public issue, but I have fallen into that habit. There is a lot going on in Iraq I am not following the deepest details of (split infinitive), but I am contending that the news coming from the mideast is not much better than the news coverage from Vietnam 40 years ago, and they did not have all the technology to relay stuff instantly like we have now. And knowledge of what is going on in China (with the new cold war with them we are into) is pitiful. And what Putin is doing and life in current Russia is not covered at all by the MSM. Gripe, gripe, gripe.
I am way up on my tall horse, so I am going to go away for a while, till we blog again, so you take care, and I will be happier hopefully next time. Di di mau!
Have not sent a blog into cyberspace for several days. What is on the news you have probably heard somewhere else besides here. According to the WashPost and Drudge there is a thing boiling about the one juror in the Mousaoui trial who held out 1-11 for not calling for the death penalty for M, and the juror will not be allowed to reveal why he almost hung the jury. I have visions of CNN trying to find the lone juror to get him on with L. King (an awful thought).
The big news in Iowa is that the 90-year-old Maytag plant in Newton is going to be closed by Whirlpool in July, tossing out 1,800 workers. It is a magagment vs. union blame game right now. I thing the company just had way too many people hired, to make too many washing machines the market could not get sold. OK, that is My current view of the situation.
Discovered while browsing the web last night that on May 2, one of my heroes, Louis Rukeyser had died. I watch Wall Street Week regularly for years and years, and got to think of Louis and Mary Ferrel and Marty and Lazlo and all of Lou's panelists as Friday night friends, even if I did not always understand what they were talking about. Now I have Cavuto and his gang to give me money news, and they are good, but do a lot more yelling than Lou and company. We will miss Mr. Rukeyser.
Read in a business magazine the other day that every second of the day someone new creates their own blog. Maybe that is why no one reads mine; We all have our own blogs.
So much news and so little time to absorb it all. I should feel shame in not following everything in the world that becomes a public issue, but I have fallen into that habit. There is a lot going on in Iraq I am not following the deepest details of (split infinitive), but I am contending that the news coming from the mideast is not much better than the news coverage from Vietnam 40 years ago, and they did not have all the technology to relay stuff instantly like we have now. And knowledge of what is going on in China (with the new cold war with them we are into) is pitiful. And what Putin is doing and life in current Russia is not covered at all by the MSM. Gripe, gripe, gripe.
I am way up on my tall horse, so I am going to go away for a while, till we blog again, so you take care, and I will be happier hopefully next time. Di di mau!
Friday, May 05, 2006
Blog while I am Cranky
Sitting up at 1 thirty in the morning after I took a long Friday night nap. I have not done a Friday night party after w0rk for a long time, after my party gang broke up and we all went our own ways, and with gas still high I am hogging my money these days. Des Moines got rid of many of its strip joints years ago and the drunk driver laws started to get enforced. And a lot of Baptists moved into the strip club area north of town and forced out most of the clubs, to have a clean climate for their kids. All that was probably needed, but it made the town a somewhat prissy place. About 30 years ago Des Moines was an uninhibited place, with massage parlors and grown-up bookstores and headshops all over the place. But the hippies got older and became yuppies, and we have a deluge of condos and coffee shops and boutiques, and wine and cheese emporiums. and someone is always trying to regulate something--for the safety of Our Children. The free spirits became regulators.
The CIA chief resigned today, supposedly because he could not get the outfit under control, and functioning effectively. We will probably find out what W and Goss said to one another in the Oval eventually.
Interesting column today in our local paper, copied from the Wash Post, by very liberal Richard Cohen, in which he takes the ax to the comics at the Press Club dinner who were up trashing W while W was sitting there taking it. Cohen actually said some nice things about W, and the Des Moines Register, which has gone way off the left edge, printed the column.
This will be all for right now. Not much of a blogging, because I am somewhat grouchy at this time. Will be happier sooner or later. Di di mau!
The CIA chief resigned today, supposedly because he could not get the outfit under control, and functioning effectively. We will probably find out what W and Goss said to one another in the Oval eventually.
Interesting column today in our local paper, copied from the Wash Post, by very liberal Richard Cohen, in which he takes the ax to the comics at the Press Club dinner who were up trashing W while W was sitting there taking it. Cohen actually said some nice things about W, and the Des Moines Register, which has gone way off the left edge, printed the column.
This will be all for right now. Not much of a blogging, because I am somewhat grouchy at this time. Will be happier sooner or later. Di di mau!
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Wednesday Blog and Keep Your Chin Up
Mousaoui got sentenced to life in prison just a little while ago, and I am watching Cavuto on Fox relate and discuss the matter. The local newspaper the Des Moines Register ran an editorial today holding that we should keep talking to Iran about its nuke plans and not threaten them. Sounds good, but the same thing was said about how to deal with the German leader in the mid 1930s. But Dean Rusk was always using Munich as to why we should fight the North Vietnamese in the 1960s. Past events really do not go away. That is not really a brilliant new discovery I have made.
The jury's decision on Moussaoui seems to be very convoluted and controversial as to what they thought he was actually guilty of. This and the immigrant strike Monday will be talk fodder for quite a while. It is only Wed. and we have four more days in this week for something else to happen Big. At least several dozen Iraqis have been killed today in bombings and executions. As usual it all gets related in short news blips, and then the news goes on to something else.
Moussaoui will supposedly get life in total solitary confinement. Hopefully CNN or Norville will not try to send a camera crew to the prison to get an exclusive interview with M., like the networks used to do with Manson over the years. Sirhan has pretty much been kept off TV over the years, and I do not know if he is in solitary or what his prison life is like.
I found a copy yesterday at a thrift store of Dennis Mack Smith's biography of Mussolini, about whose life I know very little. Mack Smith does the bio around Musso as an individual and does not give the reader much info about Italy or European history. It is all Benito all the time, who Mack Smith sees as an Actor and not much of a thinker. And when the acting act ran down Benito crashed. Like the movie about Danton, with Depardieu. Interesting book I am planning to finish to give myself a little education. I am really not very smart or educated.
The soap opera Passions has put a story about a mermaid into the plot. Tabitha is behind the whole thing. The mermaid is a blond knockout in her gold bikini. Too bad the story is just a ripoff of Splash, but it is bound to shoot the ratings for Passion way way up. Now, if they could just get rid of Theresa, finally. And bring back cracked Connie.
Tiger Woods' father died today. Yesterday was the 60th birthday for Leslie Gore. No news on whether she cried at her birthday party.
So much has happened in the news today I need to stop and absorb it. So, fans, this is going to be all for right now. Di di mau!
The jury's decision on Moussaoui seems to be very convoluted and controversial as to what they thought he was actually guilty of. This and the immigrant strike Monday will be talk fodder for quite a while. It is only Wed. and we have four more days in this week for something else to happen Big. At least several dozen Iraqis have been killed today in bombings and executions. As usual it all gets related in short news blips, and then the news goes on to something else.
Moussaoui will supposedly get life in total solitary confinement. Hopefully CNN or Norville will not try to send a camera crew to the prison to get an exclusive interview with M., like the networks used to do with Manson over the years. Sirhan has pretty much been kept off TV over the years, and I do not know if he is in solitary or what his prison life is like.
I found a copy yesterday at a thrift store of Dennis Mack Smith's biography of Mussolini, about whose life I know very little. Mack Smith does the bio around Musso as an individual and does not give the reader much info about Italy or European history. It is all Benito all the time, who Mack Smith sees as an Actor and not much of a thinker. And when the acting act ran down Benito crashed. Like the movie about Danton, with Depardieu. Interesting book I am planning to finish to give myself a little education. I am really not very smart or educated.
The soap opera Passions has put a story about a mermaid into the plot. Tabitha is behind the whole thing. The mermaid is a blond knockout in her gold bikini. Too bad the story is just a ripoff of Splash, but it is bound to shoot the ratings for Passion way way up. Now, if they could just get rid of Theresa, finally. And bring back cracked Connie.
Tiger Woods' father died today. Yesterday was the 60th birthday for Leslie Gore. No news on whether she cried at her birthday party.
So much has happened in the news today I need to stop and absorb it. So, fans, this is going to be all for right now. Di di mau!
Monday, May 01, 2006
Reaching for the inner meaning of Monday night
Tomorrow it is supposed to reach 80 degrees in central Iowa, which should be strange, because it has been cold and dreary and rainy all the past week and today. I promised my Ma I would not rant and rave about the immigrants, because I might say the wrong thing to someone, so I am going to keep my mouth shut about what I really thing, which is probably not the purpose of having a blog, but it may be necessary. How bout all them clauses and commas all in one sentence.
Finally watched The Ice Harvest yesterday. Pretty much of a thowaway movie, but I got hooked on watching it all the through to see how it ended. J Cusack and Billy Bob Thornton play two businessmen in Witchita who steal 2 million bucks on Christmas Eve. Snow and ice play a big part in the movie and most of the story takes place at night. Lots of suspense, but there are enough holes in the plot to drive a truck through. The lady lead in the movie is got up like Veronica Lake or Bacall. Cusack tries frantically to play the 40 year old guy he really is, but he still looks like Lloyd Dobler older and fatter. Cusack was better in Money for Nothing, which is also about a guy who steals a million bucks. Excessive violence and cussin' in this flick keep it unpleasant to want to see more than once.
The big thing in Des Moines today, beside the Latino strike, was the arrival in town of about 18,000 people to attend an all-day motivational seminar with Steve Forbes, George Foreman, Susie Orman, and Rudy Giulliani, and Zig Zieglar. Traffic was a horror all morning and afternoon rush hour times as everyone tried to get in and out of town on the local freeway, which is all torn up for rebuilding anyway.
You know, friends and fans, I am going to roll up this blog entry, because I am getting drowsy, and I am going to go to bed early, as soon as the Charlie Sheen show is over. You take care for now, and sometime I will create the Ultimate blog entry, which will be the Beethoven's Ninth of blogs. It will be achieved someday some time, so just wait. Di di Mau!
Finally watched The Ice Harvest yesterday. Pretty much of a thowaway movie, but I got hooked on watching it all the through to see how it ended. J Cusack and Billy Bob Thornton play two businessmen in Witchita who steal 2 million bucks on Christmas Eve. Snow and ice play a big part in the movie and most of the story takes place at night. Lots of suspense, but there are enough holes in the plot to drive a truck through. The lady lead in the movie is got up like Veronica Lake or Bacall. Cusack tries frantically to play the 40 year old guy he really is, but he still looks like Lloyd Dobler older and fatter. Cusack was better in Money for Nothing, which is also about a guy who steals a million bucks. Excessive violence and cussin' in this flick keep it unpleasant to want to see more than once.
The big thing in Des Moines today, beside the Latino strike, was the arrival in town of about 18,000 people to attend an all-day motivational seminar with Steve Forbes, George Foreman, Susie Orman, and Rudy Giulliani, and Zig Zieglar. Traffic was a horror all morning and afternoon rush hour times as everyone tried to get in and out of town on the local freeway, which is all torn up for rebuilding anyway.
You know, friends and fans, I am going to roll up this blog entry, because I am getting drowsy, and I am going to go to bed early, as soon as the Charlie Sheen show is over. You take care for now, and sometime I will create the Ultimate blog entry, which will be the Beethoven's Ninth of blogs. It will be achieved someday some time, so just wait. Di di Mau!
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Spring, then Winter, then Spring again
It was a wonderful warm shorts and sandals spring until yesterday, when we fell back into the 30s and got a kind of a sleet rain afternoon, and today it is getting warm again. When it gets really cold in Iowa in April people start remembering a bad sudden blizzard we got hit with in 1973, which buried the state in about 2 feet of snow the day after everyone had to get their studded snow tires taken off. So, no one could drive and we were buried for about 3 days and then the sun came out and all the snow was gone in a few days.
I found a tape the other day of the 1972 western The Great Northfield Minnesota Raid, with Cliff Robertson and Robt. Duvall (as Frank and Jessie James.) I had seen a chopped up version of it years ago on late night TV, and had never seen the whole movie. Good movie, but somewhat from the hippie era in its outlook and visuals. Pretty much the same story as The Long Riders which came out a few years later. I should rent that one and watch it again. Not much else going on in reading and movie watching so far this spring. I have a rented DVD of The Ice Harvest with John Cusack I should view tonight or tomorrow. I hope Cusack can shed some of his Lloyd Dobler mannerisms and quirks he had made a career out of over the years.
Watched a segment the other night of a press conference held by Amadinejad gloating about how no one will ever push Iran around. The guy is a serious and dangerous character, but he was in front of a huge backdrop of downtown Tehran, that looked a lot like Letterman's set at the Sullivan Theatre. Hard not to teehee while watching the guy. Probably people had the same feelings watching newsreels of the Kaiser, Hitler and Mussolini.
Fox News had a segment a while ago about the families of the people on Flight 93 watching an advance screening of the movie. I don't think I can watch the movie when it is released. Everything that happened on 9-11 is still too raw to relive. I had the same situation for years when it came to watching films of JFK's funeral. I could not watch the stuff.
(This part is being written later:) One good show on the tube tonight. My Name is Earl was all about him trying to return a stolen police badge to the cop he stole it from. Silly show but funny. I tried to get through Survivor, The O.C., and Supernatural, but could not do it.
Cavuto had some economic honchos on talking about the gas crisis, and they contended that we all will just have to drive less. If you live in DC or NYC you could travel by cab, but the rest of us live in a country 3 thousand miles wide. It might be hard to just sit home and not move around the big spaces in the US.
This is going to be all for right now. More next time. Di di mau!
I found a tape the other day of the 1972 western The Great Northfield Minnesota Raid, with Cliff Robertson and Robt. Duvall (as Frank and Jessie James.) I had seen a chopped up version of it years ago on late night TV, and had never seen the whole movie. Good movie, but somewhat from the hippie era in its outlook and visuals. Pretty much the same story as The Long Riders which came out a few years later. I should rent that one and watch it again. Not much else going on in reading and movie watching so far this spring. I have a rented DVD of The Ice Harvest with John Cusack I should view tonight or tomorrow. I hope Cusack can shed some of his Lloyd Dobler mannerisms and quirks he had made a career out of over the years.
Watched a segment the other night of a press conference held by Amadinejad gloating about how no one will ever push Iran around. The guy is a serious and dangerous character, but he was in front of a huge backdrop of downtown Tehran, that looked a lot like Letterman's set at the Sullivan Theatre. Hard not to teehee while watching the guy. Probably people had the same feelings watching newsreels of the Kaiser, Hitler and Mussolini.
Fox News had a segment a while ago about the families of the people on Flight 93 watching an advance screening of the movie. I don't think I can watch the movie when it is released. Everything that happened on 9-11 is still too raw to relive. I had the same situation for years when it came to watching films of JFK's funeral. I could not watch the stuff.
(This part is being written later:) One good show on the tube tonight. My Name is Earl was all about him trying to return a stolen police badge to the cop he stole it from. Silly show but funny. I tried to get through Survivor, The O.C., and Supernatural, but could not do it.
Cavuto had some economic honchos on talking about the gas crisis, and they contended that we all will just have to drive less. If you live in DC or NYC you could travel by cab, but the rest of us live in a country 3 thousand miles wide. It might be hard to just sit home and not move around the big spaces in the US.
This is going to be all for right now. More next time. Di di mau!
Thursday, April 20, 2006
A Blog of a Sort To Present to the the World
It would have been interesting if Alexander Pope had had his own blog in 1730, in which he could rave about the people he was mad at, and he could have practiced his ryming couplets online, and he might have let us know what the trouble between him and Mary Wortley Montague actually was. But he just wrote lots of letters to his friends, and trashed his enemies in the Dunciad, and never got into cyberspace. We miss you, Al.
This is a nice but windy afternoon, and a long-predicted storm is supposed to be on the way. After the sneak tornado that suddenly appeared in Iowa City last week everyone is a little gunshy about the weather around this part of the heartland.
The news of the afternoon seems to be the Chinese woman who got into the press section at the White House and yelled at W and Hu. I should turn on Fox to get a story on the story, but I feel like leaving the tube off this afternoon. Will probably catch all the news at 5 p.m. Drudge has an LATimes statement by Pelosi, deploring Chinese human rights crimes. Well, where has she been since 1949? I have a feeling that China is becoming Japan of the 1930s--they are building up for a conquest campaign. Do they want to take over the world, militarily, or just economically? Does Chinese Communism amount to anything any more, or is it just an oligarchy in power? We will see.
Thursday night is the night for The O.C., and Earl. Two bad shows I am hooked on. And Survivor is also on. According to the new and improved TV Guide a guy gets his face cut up with a machete. I have not been following this edition of Survivor very closely. I know Shane is the crazy one, but I have not been able to sink my mind into this series. Something mental I guess. I have lost interest in American Chopper, and tried to watch King of Cars, with Chop trying to become the used car king of Vegas, but I can't get interested in it either. Man, is this an enthusiastic blog this time around.
I assume gas prices will hit 3 a gallon around here fairly soon. I had hopes to do some driving around Iowa this summer to see the rural parts of the state and get away from Des Moines' concrete jungle for one summer, but maybe I need to hog as much money as I can, and paying 40+ bucks for a fillup could easily drain my bank account. Magazines and videos are going out of the budget, and books as well. Maybe some simplicity and lack of googaws would do my soul some good--but it will be painful.
This is going to be all for right now. I need to take an afternoon snooze, and I know my myriad fans and devotees will want me to rest for a few hours. So, Di di mau!
This is a nice but windy afternoon, and a long-predicted storm is supposed to be on the way. After the sneak tornado that suddenly appeared in Iowa City last week everyone is a little gunshy about the weather around this part of the heartland.
The news of the afternoon seems to be the Chinese woman who got into the press section at the White House and yelled at W and Hu. I should turn on Fox to get a story on the story, but I feel like leaving the tube off this afternoon. Will probably catch all the news at 5 p.m. Drudge has an LATimes statement by Pelosi, deploring Chinese human rights crimes. Well, where has she been since 1949? I have a feeling that China is becoming Japan of the 1930s--they are building up for a conquest campaign. Do they want to take over the world, militarily, or just economically? Does Chinese Communism amount to anything any more, or is it just an oligarchy in power? We will see.
Thursday night is the night for The O.C., and Earl. Two bad shows I am hooked on. And Survivor is also on. According to the new and improved TV Guide a guy gets his face cut up with a machete. I have not been following this edition of Survivor very closely. I know Shane is the crazy one, but I have not been able to sink my mind into this series. Something mental I guess. I have lost interest in American Chopper, and tried to watch King of Cars, with Chop trying to become the used car king of Vegas, but I can't get interested in it either. Man, is this an enthusiastic blog this time around.
I assume gas prices will hit 3 a gallon around here fairly soon. I had hopes to do some driving around Iowa this summer to see the rural parts of the state and get away from Des Moines' concrete jungle for one summer, but maybe I need to hog as much money as I can, and paying 40+ bucks for a fillup could easily drain my bank account. Magazines and videos are going out of the budget, and books as well. Maybe some simplicity and lack of googaws would do my soul some good--but it will be painful.
This is going to be all for right now. I need to take an afternoon snooze, and I know my myriad fans and devotees will want me to rest for a few hours. So, Di di mau!
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Easter Sunday Night Thoughts
Somewhat gloomy and humid day today, on Easter Sunday. Tornadoes came through the midwest last night, hitting Beatrice, Nebraska and Lenox, Iowa. It is supposed to rain in Iowa on Monday. I caught up on some sleep last night, and piddled around much of today. Gas prices keep going up and up and will probably get to 3 bucks a gallon soon. Drudge was ranting on his website and on the radio tonight about the CEO of Exxon getting a retirement package of 450 million, and gas prices going up on Easter Sunday. Nejad is still ranting about destroying Israel, and Matthews and his liberal crew tonight are holding that there is nothing we can do about Iran. While searching through some blogs I found a mention of something Hitler had in '37 called the Hossbach Conference in which he gave his head generals his plans for conquering Europe and getting rid of everybody not aryan in order to achieve lebensraum. The idea from the blogs seems to be that if some leader says he is going to smash his enemies you should take him seriously. I read some stuff in McClure's old book on Abe Lincoln on Lincoln and how he dealt with Stanton, who had the whole Union Army officer crew hating him. Some similarity to Rumsfeld and the generals who want to get rid of him.
This is the birthdays of Sylvia Plathe (who would have been 74) and Nikita Krushchev(who would have been 112.) There are still some people in San Francisco, who were got together for a party, who were old enough to remember the 1906 earthquake (including one lady who is 108.)
A bad tornado last Thursday night came through Iowa City and did a job on the University of Iowa area, smashing a big church and a lot of student housing, as well as a lot of businesses around campus town.
I have been spending Easter week reading the gospels, the book of Acts, and Paul's letters to Timothy and Titus. Acts is much more interesting than I thought it would be, and 1st Timothy has some interesting stuff Paul wrote on Money. I have been using the Jerusalem Bible translation, which I have to read with my fingers crossed, but the translation does make Paul jump off the page and become a real human being, more than the King James version does.
This is going to be all for right now. It is time for bed. So, Di di mau.
This is the birthdays of Sylvia Plathe (who would have been 74) and Nikita Krushchev(who would have been 112.) There are still some people in San Francisco, who were got together for a party, who were old enough to remember the 1906 earthquake (including one lady who is 108.)
A bad tornado last Thursday night came through Iowa City and did a job on the University of Iowa area, smashing a big church and a lot of student housing, as well as a lot of businesses around campus town.
I have been spending Easter week reading the gospels, the book of Acts, and Paul's letters to Timothy and Titus. Acts is much more interesting than I thought it would be, and 1st Timothy has some interesting stuff Paul wrote on Money. I have been using the Jerusalem Bible translation, which I have to read with my fingers crossed, but the translation does make Paul jump off the page and become a real human being, more than the King James version does.
This is going to be all for right now. It is time for bed. So, Di di mau.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Bloggin is a cummin in; lude sing cuku
I know that all 20 million bloggers on spaceship earth have been waiting for my next blog entry--and here it is. I started one a few days ago, but never got it finished, so the date on this one may be wrong. It is 11:45 p.m on 12 April right now. I am currently overwhelmed by the current events of the world, and am finally getting over that flu I had for a week or more at the end of March, but spring is finally here, and it may get up to 80 by the end 0f this week, so a certain amount of happiness is due. Iraq and Iran and the Duke U. lacrosse team rape case, and the Mexican immigrant demonstrations are the issues of the week.
There is a mess going on in Iowa right now, involving a number of people who were in charge of a state jobs training agency, who were discovered to have been making very large salaries it did not seem seemly for them to have been making. And this has opened up a lot of Iowa social class and political grudges involving a number of local political figures someone or other has had grudges against for years. The lady at the center of the scandal is a high school dropout with a GED, and several local blue collar and Italian-American politicians are getting slimed, and a local black activist is in on the situation, and it is score-settling time in Iowa, especially since at least one guy at the center of the situation has had people mad at him since some stuff he pulled during the flood of '93. Des Moines has a somewhat irritating social class system, which ever so often comes to the surface. It is now.
In 1749 Lord Chesterfield wrote to his son, telling him to keep himself clean and to dress properly, or he would be a fop at 20, slovenly at 40, and stink at 50. And keep your hair powdered when you go out in public.
I am going to let my fans and readers go to bed now, even though this has been a fairly short blog entry, and it has been several days since I have typed anything. Some time I may pour out all my political and social opinions, and let Everybody have it, but it may turn out that I have opinions and no hard cold facts to suport them, and just have a lot of rants. So, you all take care. Di di mau!
There is a mess going on in Iowa right now, involving a number of people who were in charge of a state jobs training agency, who were discovered to have been making very large salaries it did not seem seemly for them to have been making. And this has opened up a lot of Iowa social class and political grudges involving a number of local political figures someone or other has had grudges against for years. The lady at the center of the scandal is a high school dropout with a GED, and several local blue collar and Italian-American politicians are getting slimed, and a local black activist is in on the situation, and it is score-settling time in Iowa, especially since at least one guy at the center of the situation has had people mad at him since some stuff he pulled during the flood of '93. Des Moines has a somewhat irritating social class system, which ever so often comes to the surface. It is now.
In 1749 Lord Chesterfield wrote to his son, telling him to keep himself clean and to dress properly, or he would be a fop at 20, slovenly at 40, and stink at 50. And keep your hair powdered when you go out in public.
I am going to let my fans and readers go to bed now, even though this has been a fairly short blog entry, and it has been several days since I have typed anything. Some time I may pour out all my political and social opinions, and let Everybody have it, but it may turn out that I have opinions and no hard cold facts to suport them, and just have a lot of rants. So, you all take care. Di di mau!
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
As the General Blog Turns
Well, a couple hours ago it was 1:02:o3 on 4-o5-06. In a couple of months there will a time and date of 6:06:06 on 6-06-06.
My health has been improving all day and I must be finally getting over this week-long flu bout which has just about decommissioned me. I know all my fans really want to know this.
Have been looking into opera websites and chatsites and the big news in operaland is the sudden arrival on the scene of Erika Sunnegardh, a blond lady who was put into a Met broadcast Saturday of Fidelio, Beethoven's only opera, and a very demanding vocal part. No one seems to have known anything about Ms. S., and she wowed the opera house audience and got wild applause and a big write-up in the NY Times, and overseas. The Met publicity machine seems to have pulled out all the stops to get the lady famous. The radio broadcast is generating great controversy as to whether the lady can really sing or not, and who she really is. The chatrooms are burning up with debate about what went on April 1.
A big flap brewing in Iowa concerning some people at the top of a state employment agency and the somewhat large salaries they have been receiving. Much less salary than several college coaches are getting, but it has struck a nerve among various state citizens. Maybe a storm in a tea pot, but a kind of a scandal. We are shocked--shocked!
You know, I am going to bed, and will continue all of this sometime tomorrow. I hope you understand. I know you will. So, Di di mau!
My health has been improving all day and I must be finally getting over this week-long flu bout which has just about decommissioned me. I know all my fans really want to know this.
Have been looking into opera websites and chatsites and the big news in operaland is the sudden arrival on the scene of Erika Sunnegardh, a blond lady who was put into a Met broadcast Saturday of Fidelio, Beethoven's only opera, and a very demanding vocal part. No one seems to have known anything about Ms. S., and she wowed the opera house audience and got wild applause and a big write-up in the NY Times, and overseas. The Met publicity machine seems to have pulled out all the stops to get the lady famous. The radio broadcast is generating great controversy as to whether the lady can really sing or not, and who she really is. The chatrooms are burning up with debate about what went on April 1.
A big flap brewing in Iowa concerning some people at the top of a state employment agency and the somewhat large salaries they have been receiving. Much less salary than several college coaches are getting, but it has struck a nerve among various state citizens. Maybe a storm in a tea pot, but a kind of a scandal. We are shocked--shocked!
You know, I am going to bed, and will continue all of this sometime tomorrow. I hope you understand. I know you will. So, Di di mau!
Monday, April 03, 2006
After the Storms Comes the Spring
OK, the title of this opus comes from the last section of Beethoven's sixth symphony. A big musical storm section, and then the sun is supposed to come out and there is a lilting folk tune that builds into one of Bs hymns of joy, and all is lovely in the world. I think B was trying to convey a When Napoleon is Gone All Will be Peace message. Anyway it is nice in the midwest tonight after a stormy weekend all over the US.
This has been the third bad-sick in bed session I have had in life since the end of '98 when I had a bad flu bout. Then in '02 I had the diabetic heart attack, and this weekend when I did another flu spell that came on Wed. night, and finally put me flat on my back, and I am still in the final stages of shaking it. So, my health is what is on my mind, even though I know Iran now has underwater missiles, and Florida whupped UCLA tonight and a stupid Indian girl won a lot of money on Howie's Deal...show. She irritated me because she looked too much like M. Lewinsky. And I know the immigration issue gets uglier as more people get to open their mouths about it.
This actually is going to be all in this blog for right now. My fingers are not working good at all, and Jimmy Kimmel is coming on in a little while, and when I am just as healthy as a peach I will be funny and will have a blog that all my countless fans will think is the happiest thing they have ever read in cybspace. So you all wait and I will be back. Di di mau!
This has been the third bad-sick in bed session I have had in life since the end of '98 when I had a bad flu bout. Then in '02 I had the diabetic heart attack, and this weekend when I did another flu spell that came on Wed. night, and finally put me flat on my back, and I am still in the final stages of shaking it. So, my health is what is on my mind, even though I know Iran now has underwater missiles, and Florida whupped UCLA tonight and a stupid Indian girl won a lot of money on Howie's Deal...show. She irritated me because she looked too much like M. Lewinsky. And I know the immigration issue gets uglier as more people get to open their mouths about it.
This actually is going to be all in this blog for right now. My fingers are not working good at all, and Jimmy Kimmel is coming on in a little while, and when I am just as healthy as a peach I will be funny and will have a blog that all my countless fans will think is the happiest thing they have ever read in cybspace. So you all wait and I will be back. Di di mau!
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Where Do You Hurt? Everwhere!
There is not much to report on dealing with the woes of the world. Not that human events have stopped--but I have spent 2.5 days in bed with a really wicked April Fools flu, and Fox and CBS and the other MSM have actually been shut off for much of that time, and I have been Sleeping. All day and all night, and an occassional trip to the peepee can, and then back to bed. My back hurts, my eyes are out of focus, my feet hurt, and this typing is a mess because I cannot control my fingers on the keyboard. Ain't this interesting to read? I do hope that tomorrow I will cast off what ever is making me a woeful thing, and will jump up happy and healthy. In fact my typing is getting so bad as I go along that I may just let this be my blog for the night. More tomorrow or when I get to feeling better. I had a bunch of stuff about today's Met opera broadcast, but I should check with La Cieca first. You all be good. Di di mau!
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