DATELINE: My Couch


Hey everybody,

I hope y'all had some good times over the weekend. We were in TCB mode, organizing closets, taking out all of the recycling, doing lots of laundry. We also managed to go for a few walks on Sunday because the weather was so nice. I'm glad I didn't get booed while throwing out the first pitch of a baseball game like W did.

I just found out one of the jobs I was going to apply for in Austin has been filled. Lame. I've got another one down there that I'm getting everything together for right now.

Did you see this NY Post article on the Jackson Family? They are in bad straights (no pun intended). No money, no jobs. Michael hates his family and over the years has refused to help them. Marlon, for example, lives in San Diego, where he works stocking groceries at a Vons supermarket, lost his home to foreclosure & lives with his wife in an Extended Stay America hotel. In case you don't know, Extended Stay is not a executive approved hotel.

Hey Y'all,

What's up? I've been trying to get another job application out (meaning re-working my resume & job letter). Did I mention that I hate writing job letters?

Did you see the new studies about the RFK assassination? The official story of his killing is, if you can believe it, even more unbelievable than the official story of the assassination of his brother JFK. For years it's been known that the official autopsy of RFK stated that the bullets entered RFK from behind, including on at point blank range behind his ear, while every eye witness puts the so-called assassin Sirhan Sirhan 2-5 feet in front of RFK!

Another glaring problem from the official story is that although Sirhan Sirhan's revolver only holds 8 bullets and he did not re-load (he was tackled almost immediately after RFK was shot) , it appears that more than 8 bullets were fired (from bullet holes in the room and bullet wounds to bystanders) even though the police concluded that no other person fired a weapon other than Sirhan Sirhan.

The new studies are conformation's of these long standing problems in the official story. The studies are part of a new book by lawyer/former municipal judge/past President of the American Academy of Forensic Sciences and a dude who is an expert in the forensic study of audio recordings. The lawyer/forensic science guy looks at the autopsy report & concludes the shots have to have come from behind RFK - nothing new - but the exciting part if the study of a newly discovered audio recording of the assassination. A freelance reporter unknowingly made a recording of the assassination that was recently discovered & put through new high-tech analyses that argue for 10+ shots during the assassination, including several that were fired so close together that they could not have been fired from the same gun.

If you're interested, here are some more detailed articles on the assassination.

Anyhooters, not much exciting is going on. We might go bowling this weekend.

Click here to see a video of Willie Nelson's daughter kicking a drunk off the stage at her own gig at the Saxon Pub in Austin.

I found the picture above on Boing Boing, and Joe, god love his pervert soul, sent me the picture below. He says, "it reminded me of an image I scooped up a few years ago. I think it's from an essay on sex killers in the mid-20th c.; about how media whipped up hysteria" and adds "Jack is a coward."


Maybe by re-visiting the Ethics of Sinistar we can accept what role this all-powerful evil could play in our lives. From The Philosophical Revelations of Sinistar:

One of the great, unrecognized, philosophical geniuses of this century or any other is a figure known by some as Sinistar. Sinistar left behind a legacy of seven phrases that encompass his minimalist philosophy. We are fortunate enough to have with us audio records of what he said, so that we may greater comprehend his intent.

Sinistar will always be an enigma, as nothing is known of his life. It seems as if he lived a life filled with motivation and direction, as if desperately yearning to accomplish all that he could, before he could be brought low by those who would destroy him. Sinistar's revelations follow, with an interpretation of their intent.

1. I am Sinistar. Here, Sinistar clearly makes two ideas known. First, that he exists; he is aware and he thinks. The second is that he has a singular identity. He is unique, and, in a sense, alone. Some have argued that this may imply a sense of self-determination, but Sinistar's perspective on the free will debate is unknown. I believe that, with what little is known about his life, Sinistar would be a determinist. People are destined to act out their lives guided by the hand of another force. The rest of us are mere automatons, carrying out algorithms.

I Too Give Praise to the Wise Ones

I Have Risen


and pretty early for a Sunday, too. We're rolling out to Adale's parents for easter. I may have some video of the day's events to post later tonight or tomorrow. Adios.

DATELINE: My Couch, Pittsburgh , PA


As some of you may have already guessed, there have been some major changes at Business n'at HQ that have caused a slow down in blog posts. The big news is that I got shit-canned from my job and am now unemployed. My big adventure in executive realness is over.

The good news is that I don't have to kill myself anymore from traveling and the stress - hopefully the hives will go away, I should be able to cut my daily Tums intake down from 10-20, and I will be able to slowly recover from all those horrible meals on the road - I can spend more time with Adale, the cats, and my tv, and it should open up new opportunities for developing a much more thoughtful and strategically planned Netflix queue.

The bad news is that I don't have a job.

In addition to watching Jackie Chan's 1985 classic Police Story, I am applying for jobs in Pittsburgh as well as a town near you.

This is the old & busted; click on the picture to see the new hotness

Boing! Boing! Mexican bottled beverage

Boing! Boing!, originally uploaded by El Grande Mono.

NEXT POST WILL BE LATE TOMORROW NIGHT.

DATELINE: Baltimore, MD

I'm packing up & driving home in about an hour. It's been a good week that's gone pretty quickly. I got to meet up with Kristen & my friend Dan (from the Bingo anthro department). Kristen & I met at a fancy pizza place in the parking lot of some random mall. Dan & I went to a bar near his apartment and as we were walking in I realized it was across the street from the cake shop on the "Ace of Cakes" show. I peeked in the window & saw a slightly larger-than-life sized human spine cake. Very exciting.

Because I was driving around outside of downtown Baltimore I didn't see any other interesting sights, except for a soul food restaurant that advertised Pigs Feet, Hogs Maws, and Chittlin's. Yuck.

I want to thank everyone who sent notes or I talked too after we took Mr. Droolface to the big tuna fish buffet in the sky. Your thoughts helped me so much in dealing with the loss of Droolsy, aka ODB, aka Brian, aka Big Baby Jesus, aka Sir Stinks-a-lot, aka Old Man Kitty, aka Yellie.

I'mm off to the Pennsylvania Turnpike!

Here's the Lindsay photos I mentioned Wednesday in case you didn't see them (NSFW).

Did you guys see the Lindsy Lohan as Marylin Monroe pix? They just released a few new ones and she isn't looking too good.

I've put some of my travel pictures up on Flickr if y'all want to relive the excitement of the first time you saw the magical piece of pizza.

I'm about to head off to work so there won't be any posts until. later tonight. In the meantime you can browse this pretty big pop culture auction. This is what I want. Adios.

DATELINE: Charm City, USA

I'm in Baltimore for just one week and am looking forward to a week of filth. This should be a good week for a number of reasons, including:

• I'm driving a Chrysler 300. To give you an idea of the status this car provides, at the Taco Bell drive-through yesterday the gal at the window said "nice riiiiiide!" and gave me a few extra hot sauces.
• I'm staying at a nicer hotel than normal, a Raddison. Why is that special? Three words - Sleep Number Bed.
• I'll be able to see Kristen, my friend Dan from grad school, and maybe a few of Adale's former students.
• Crabs!