McCain makes cheap pitch for women

McCain and the republicans think this will do it for them?
I think this is actually pretty insulting to women. They think women will vote for them just because there's a woman on the ticket? A former beauty queen whose previous political highpoint was receiving 114,697 votes to become governor of Alaska? Prior to that, this Tina Fey knockoff was mayor of a city of maybe 8,000 people.
What the republicans don't understand is that Hillary Clinton was actually qualified to be President. She could do the job.
This lady? Do you really want her to be a heartbeat away from being the leader of the free world? With McCain's age, that's a distinct possibility.
Nice move, republicans. Thank you very much.

Take 45 and watch our next President

Now watch my highlight of the night, Barney Smith.

Ferrets: The Pursuit of Excellence

After the big night at the Democratic convention Wednesday, I tuned in to a very special program on PBS, "Ferrets: The Pursuit of Excellence."
I'm a big fan of Christopher Guest's faux documentaries ("Waiting for Guffman," "Best in Show" and "A Mighty Wind"), but this is the real deal.
It's all about ferrets and the people who own them, and culminates with the big ferret pageant, "The Buckeye Bash" in Ohio.
Here's a sampling:

It is a pubic park

I like how excited the reporter is to show random people the porn he found on his laptop.
I also think it's interesting that once they've identified the exact location of the pubis, the first lady is more upset with the video's star than the fact a porno was filmed at the park. "She's a tramp. She's just nasty."

I need to go back to work

I'm watching Larry the Cable Guy on Rachel Ray.

It's 3 a.m.

Remember those Hillary ads that tried to scare us into thinking only she would be up to answer the Oval Office's red rotary phone and save our little white families?

Well, now we know what Barack's doing at 3 a.m.

He's texting us.

That's right. Woke up this morning to find a text sent at 3:29 a.m. that said Sen. Joe Biden is the pick for vice president.

I'm sure it won't be long before we see our first Republican ad featuring some criticism Biden made of Obama while they were still opponents in the primaries.

Remember the hub-bub about Biden saying Barack was "clean" and "articulate"?

I'm sure Obama's people saw that coming.

I like the pick. Biden's experienced, smart, tough-talking and clean.

Let's get it on.

Dr. Ronald Chevalier

Please note the jacket and the bluetooth.

Thanks to my friends, the Robinsons, for introducing me to the wonderful world of scientist, author, artist Dr. Ronald Chevalier. He's the future.
Here's his shocking video, "The Art of Relaxating." And by shocking, I mean erect.



Go to his web site here.
Or for more accurate information, try here.

Screw going green

Let's turn the lights back on!

Pick me up

It's been a little depressing around here lately.
The other day I finished an Otis Redding biography, which of course ended with the death of the 26-year-old genius soul sensation in a plane crash in Madison, Wisconsin, along with four members of his backing band, The Bar-Kays, who were all under 20 years old.
I knew it was going to happen, but I didn't know Redding's first and only number one hit didn't come until after his death, with the posthumous release of "(Sittin' on) The Dock of the Bay."
Things got even sadder later that night when I decided to watch "Control," the 2007 biopic of Ian Curtis, lead singer of the influential British band Joy Division. As the band gained fame, he was diagnosed with epilepsy, developed severe depression and hanged himself in his kitchen. He was 23 with a wife and daughter.
The book and the movie were both great, but damn. I think I'm going to get a Meatlovers' Pizza and watch "Tommy Boy" or something.
Actually, this video of Otis live at the infamous Monterey Pop Festival ought to do the trick:



Here's Joy Division doing "Transmission"

Phelps sisters

I have a minor crush on the Phelps sisters.
They're Whitney and Hilary, and they're just so cute and supportive.
And apparently, they're responsible for all of this craziness.

Spitz

I like Michael Phelps as much anybody, well, maybe not as much as NBC, but I can't help but hope that he doesn't beat Mark Spitz's record of seven gold medals in a single Olympics.
Maybe it's just because he's an Indiana Hoosier like me, or maybe it's because he won all those medals in '72 with a badass moustache.
Also, Spitz never had a NASA-designed suit. Although from the picture above, it looks like he was toting some kind of rocket.
Go USA!

Electric Feel

I felt like I needed to share this video this morning.

It's a greasy looking band doing their best Prince impersonation backed by Billy Bob and The Rock-afire Explosion.

Olympic fever

Our President continues the search for WMDs

President Bush tallied another presidential first this week, becoming the first U.S. President to attend a beach volleyball match. We're so proud.

Meanwhile, I spent my Sunday night struggling to make dirty sentences by pairing the names of British swimmer Liam Tancock and Russian gymnast Ksenia Semenova.

Any help?

August 11, 2008 7:17 PM Update:
It took some brainstorming, but here's what I got:

I was hoping we'd hear the Al Trautwig, Elfi Schlegel or Tim Daggett say, "We've got Semenova here on the balance beam."Or, "Let's leave Semenova on the uneven bars and watch Tancock in the pool."

Two Americas and a couple of women

This just in.
We should have known he wasn't getting $1,000 haircuts for his wife.

Woah.

I know I slacked off on Peruvian Culture Week, and I promise we'll get back to that, but I had to post this news story from the Associated Press. How did I miss this?
It may be the scariest thing I've ever read.
If that's not enough, here's the recorded police communication from the scene: