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If this resembles your Facebook profile page, you are wrong.  You are a no-go at life.

I have 71 pictures, which, honestly, is 70 too many.  All you really need is a profile picture.

What really grinds my gears are people who have thousands of photos online and feel even slightly indignant when one of them ends of getting that person in trouble.

This concludes my public service announcement.

My Trip to Austria

Facebook is being rediculous so I'll share these pictures here.

Why aren't there more vampire shows and movies?

So yeah, vampires must exist, since what else could have been able to resurrect Cory Feldman's career with their never-ending popularity.

I really don't have much to go on here, but it's getting ridiculous. Between Twilight, True Blood, and The Vampire Diaries, dramas about vampires will soon out-breed and overwhelm the previously dominant crime drama, and I don't trust Gary Sinise or Ice-T to be able to shoot wooden stakes in as straight of a line as their plots progress.

Fuck it.

An Apology

Posting has been sparse lately due to a general lack of things that are currently pissing me off, besides Baumholder weather.

Recently, however, the vicious killing of Kelly Ann Walz by a loving, caring, 350 pound black bear struck me as completely unwarranted and extremely unexpected for a wild animal that can run at 30 miles per hour and kill an elk with a single bear-judo chop to the neck.  I mean, who doesn't want an apex predator confined in a 15'x15' cage on their property?

        

 

Killer

Not a Killer. Also, not a real bear. 

The more I read this story, humanity as a species appears to grow dumber.  I'd like to believe that if I was a 350 pound aggressive predator and someone kidnapped me, I would be given some leniency in any bloodshed involved in my escape attempt.  Especially if that escape attempt lead to my captor receiving a Darwin Award. 

Allentown, PA. authorities say the incident is still under investigation, and I agree with their sticktoitiveness, because I would love to know why a completely innocent black bear was shot.  I'm not an animal lover, but I'm definitely a huge proponent of defending our gene pool.

In other animal news:

It would seem that the Recession doesn't discriminate amongst the species.  When, during simpler days, dumpster diving would have satiated even the most ravenous scavengers, Raccoons in Florida have fallen upon such harsh times they've grown a taste for human flesh, formed hunting gangs, and resorted to brutally assaulting the elderly such as 74 year old Gretchen Whitted from Lakeland.  At press time, the police have yet to determine this gang's motivation or regional affiliation, but the level of wanton disregard for human life would suggest Columbian or Russian ties.

Somewhere, a black bear just shit its pants.

Chicagoans (and no one else) shocked at Olympic Bid Loss

As the city of Chicago licks its wounds on the heels of a stunning(?) rejection by the IOC, one can only wonder if the tragic beating death of Derrion Albert - days before the IOC came to a vote - had anything at all to do with the decision.  

 

Chicago eagerly awaits memorial Derrion Albert T-shirts. Until then, crying over not hosting the Olympics will suffice

 

Having been born in Chicago, I would feel embarrassed at the obvious lack of priorities if I could remember anything about the city except HOLY FUCK IT'S COLD. (Also getting stuck in an elevator at age 5. Great memories. No I'll take the stairs, thanks.)

On a lighter note, failure to secure the bid for 2016 has left my Commander in Chief in the Doghouse:

 

"Mmmm...No. Tell me, does that tie also taste like a candy-cane?"

It's a Nice Day for a Walmart Wedding

Giving us yet another reason why America is absolutely awesome, Walmart has now made itself available for weddings.  The ability to purchase wedding presents at the ceremony should significantly reduce the number of post-wedding re-giftings.  In exchange for the chance to be married at your 24-hour convenience, the presiding Priest/Rabbi/Officer of the Peace is required to include a new amendment to the vows, that the couple promise "to provide each other with always low prices, always, in sickness and in health, 'til death do us part."

Whoopi Goldberg reminded everyone she's still alive by clarifying, for all of those out there who are confused on the issue of sexual assault, that Roman Polanski did not commit "rape rape".  She went on to say that it was something else, (something rape-ish?) But getting a 13-year-old boozed up and then drugging her pre-coitus is outside the legal definition of rape-rape. Right? Yeah, and they say Elisabeth Hasselbeck is the crazy woman on The View.  I think Charles Manson just found his new attorney.  Your Honor, I know my client Mr. Manson committed something, not "multiple-homicide multiple-homicide," but maybe it was something else?  Legal scholars are eagerly awaiting what indeed may become a new precedent.

The St. Louis Cardinals have quickly turned their playoff-clinching winning streak into a 6-10 slide in their last 16 games.  Hopefully Albert Pujols will be healthy enough before the regular season ends so that his teammates, or at least the middle of the lineup and the starting rotation, can drink sufficient quantities of his blood, the effects of which include ridiculously high offensive numbers and the ability to increase the pity one must feel for the Chicago Cubs.  Seriously, maybe Chicago needs a new stadium? It worked for the Yankees after one season. They are even thinking about hosting a bowl game in 2010, so fans from Iowa and Kansas can enjoy the smug looks that only NYY season ticket-holders can afford to give you.

A Daily Roundup

Firstly, I would like to congratulate Sarah Palin for writing the first memoir of her illustrious non-career, "Going Rogue," which has already sold 1.5 million copies.  Personally I would imagine that any Jack London novel would cover the topics of ... well, anything having to do with hunting, snow, snow dogs, and Alaska in significantly better prose than Palin (read: Palin speechwriters.)  Fans of down-home folksy "you betchya's" would be better off buying the Palin memoir.  A major selling point for London, however, is that his books are currently available in eBook format, while Palin fans will be forced to endure the agonizing wait for the Going Rogue eBook until after Christmas, a major blow for eager GOP eGift givers.

Also this week, Tufts University took a hard line on roommate relations when it announced that sex is prohibited if roommates are present.  Many Tufts students who often resort to a combination of noise isolating headphones and foam earplugs in order to block out the live-action National Geographic documentaries frequently occurring in their rooms believe the policy to be a godsend.  Most, however, think these aforementioned students should learn to read the not-so-subtle codes on their door-mounted dry erase board.

As the debate on health care (without a doubt the most pressing, has-to-be-done-right-now issue currently facing our nation) continues in Congress, Americans rejoice at the possibility of enjoying a DMV-like atmosphere at their local hospital:

Hold on, I'm sure I have that form in here somewhere.  What...signed and notarized in TRIPLICATE?!

If the Democrats cannot pass a bill on the Eighth Circle of Hell through a vote, they will settle for the Fifth Circle by exercising Budget Reconciliation.

In lighter-headed news, I recently viewed the video of Tim Tebow being smoked, first by Kentucky's Taylor Wyndham, and nanoseconds later by the massive leg of his O-Lineman Marcus Gilbert.  
(I  now have a mild concussion.)  Instantly, the church-going intentions of Gator fans quadrupled, so in reality Tebow should be thankful, and would have pointed to the sky in praise if he had any fucking idea where that was.  He later recalled that after the hit, he had seen Jesus, but I've seen a lot of paintings of Jesus, none of which feature Him in blue wearing number 94.