apparently the MBTA has some fancy new hey-hey-look-at-me-i'm-driving-a-bus simulator.
yeah that's nice, but what i want to know is can it simulate all of my favorite scenes from the 'this could only happen on public transportation' series?
can it simulate the distractingly unsanitary click-click of someone cutting their nails on the t?
flashdanceworkoutmomma?
how about the man who threw up into his own pants? is there a button for that one?
g-book
3.27.2009
3.26.2009
i do (?)
there was a tiny little article on boston.com this morning about our neighbors to the north (new hampshire) voting on gay marriage today.
while california may have put gay marriage on a string and then yanked it back, at least it's still alive and well in two states, MA and CT. i was excited when i saw earlier this week that vermont was wrestling with upping their trailblazing civil union legislation a big pink notch to full marriage. and then today's news snippit re: NH... how great would it be if new england (and possibly *all* of it) managed to show the rest of the country how to be forward-thinking? (we won't wait on rhode island, since everyone knows it's just connecticuts's unsightly spare appendage, no one likes to aknowledge it exists... but i've seen it).
well, i was feeling all content until i got to this line of the article-ette, which then pissed me off:
'Opponents argue same-sex marriage is morally wrong and would cheapen marriage.'
i couldn't care less about the morality stuff. that arguement really is looking a little lame these days and just sounds like a lot of born-again-noise from someone with a stripped down chevy 'flowerbox' up on blocks in their front yard.
but same-sex marriage would cheapen marriage? cheapen it? oh you know, you're right. we would't want to tarnish all those most sacred of breeder matrimonial customs- drive through vow exchanges in vegas, garter tosses (because that's sanitary), plastic fountains gurgling pink champagne, mashing cake into the face of your partner (ok, i like that part), and the ever klassy reception line dancing. so much to cherish. so much on the line. i can see why they've got their republican-issued falwell-blessed knickers in a queerbunch.
while california may have put gay marriage on a string and then yanked it back, at least it's still alive and well in two states, MA and CT. i was excited when i saw earlier this week that vermont was wrestling with upping their trailblazing civil union legislation a big pink notch to full marriage. and then today's news snippit re: NH... how great would it be if new england (and possibly *all* of it) managed to show the rest of the country how to be forward-thinking? (we won't wait on rhode island, since everyone knows it's just connecticuts's unsightly spare appendage, no one likes to aknowledge it exists... but i've seen it).
well, i was feeling all content until i got to this line of the article-ette, which then pissed me off:
'Opponents argue same-sex marriage is morally wrong and would cheapen marriage.'
i couldn't care less about the morality stuff. that arguement really is looking a little lame these days and just sounds like a lot of born-again-noise from someone with a stripped down chevy 'flowerbox' up on blocks in their front yard.
but same-sex marriage would cheapen marriage? cheapen it? oh you know, you're right. we would't want to tarnish all those most sacred of breeder matrimonial customs- drive through vow exchanges in vegas, garter tosses (because that's sanitary), plastic fountains gurgling pink champagne, mashing cake into the face of your partner (ok, i like that part), and the ever klassy reception line dancing. so much to cherish. so much on the line. i can see why they've got their republican-issued falwell-blessed knickers in a queerbunch.
3.25.2009
not a shockah...
i must confess, surprised i wasn't when i reached for the soy milk this morning and noticed the US economy is featured as this month's carton-side missing person:
i would put a call in to crimestoppers with a tip on a recent sighting (US economy, last seen drinking mouthwash and clipping coupons at the JFK t station), but all i had left for the AIG bonus fund were my rollover minutes, now rendering me incommunicado.
it does all kinda makes sense: last week i had to issue an amber alert for the other half of my 401k. maybe if we leave a little plate of TARP by the front door she'll find her way back home...
seriously, what a mess. i love how the republicans continue their praisethelordgaysarebad spendnotchickensquawk when it was all their 'let's-fight-two-wars-with-no-money-down-no-payments-for-a-year' economic strip-mining that landed us in this financialshitstorm. everything else? healthcare? education? haphazard lending? let's just pretend this is a 1984 caldor's and put it all on layaway.
while it is terrifying for a million different reasons, there is one potential good thing that can come out of all of this. i wholeheartedly believe this country needed a reality check on the topic of unconscious consumption. and perhaps given the dramatic turn of events (namely the fact the economy is running around with no pants on) people will actually examine their daily lives and start paying attention to some of the unsustainable wastefulness that has led to double-wide SUV's full of diabetic americans on their way to a bigboxstripmall for another 25lb bag of frozen mozzarella cheese sticks. not that i have anything against fried cheese. i believe 'moderation' is the word i'm looking for.
while j.mo and i already live pretty responsibly, the current climate got us thinking there was more we could do- we swapped our expensive cable tv and internet for slower & cheaper options, cutting our monthly bill in half. not exactly a big sacrifice, but still financially helpful in leaner times.
larger in scale and savings, we're also selling our car. paying almost $600 a month for a car payment, insurance, and gas when more often than not, the only driving we do is to the grocery store just doesn't seem all that smaht anymore. we both love our car, especially j.mo-carboy. but i think there is a difference between loving the *idea* of having a car and actually needing one. we ride the T to work and usually take the T for non-work-related happenings too. once it's sold, we'll be zipcar-ing for the one or two trips a week that require wheels. otherwise it's all about the MBTA. better for the budget, better for the environment. it just makes sense. it will be an adjustment, but i think it will work just fine.
so i'm hoping that with this post i might get back to regular blogging. i miss it. and while facebook is fun, fast, and friend-ful, it's not nearly the same as a good ol' fashioned blog post. i've been neglectful of blogging duties and wonder if anyone even bothers to check for updates anymore?
i would put a call in to crimestoppers with a tip on a recent sighting (US economy, last seen drinking mouthwash and clipping coupons at the JFK t station), but all i had left for the AIG bonus fund were my rollover minutes, now rendering me incommunicado.
it does all kinda makes sense: last week i had to issue an amber alert for the other half of my 401k. maybe if we leave a little plate of TARP by the front door she'll find her way back home...
seriously, what a mess. i love how the republicans continue their praisethelordgaysarebad spendnotchickensquawk when it was all their 'let's-fight-two-wars-with-no-money-down-no-payments-for-a-year' economic strip-mining that landed us in this financialshitstorm. everything else? healthcare? education? haphazard lending? let's just pretend this is a 1984 caldor's and put it all on layaway.
while it is terrifying for a million different reasons, there is one potential good thing that can come out of all of this. i wholeheartedly believe this country needed a reality check on the topic of unconscious consumption. and perhaps given the dramatic turn of events (namely the fact the economy is running around with no pants on) people will actually examine their daily lives and start paying attention to some of the unsustainable wastefulness that has led to double-wide SUV's full of diabetic americans on their way to a bigboxstripmall for another 25lb bag of frozen mozzarella cheese sticks. not that i have anything against fried cheese. i believe 'moderation' is the word i'm looking for.
while j.mo and i already live pretty responsibly, the current climate got us thinking there was more we could do- we swapped our expensive cable tv and internet for slower & cheaper options, cutting our monthly bill in half. not exactly a big sacrifice, but still financially helpful in leaner times.
larger in scale and savings, we're also selling our car. paying almost $600 a month for a car payment, insurance, and gas when more often than not, the only driving we do is to the grocery store just doesn't seem all that smaht anymore. we both love our car, especially j.mo-carboy. but i think there is a difference between loving the *idea* of having a car and actually needing one. we ride the T to work and usually take the T for non-work-related happenings too. once it's sold, we'll be zipcar-ing for the one or two trips a week that require wheels. otherwise it's all about the MBTA. better for the budget, better for the environment. it just makes sense. it will be an adjustment, but i think it will work just fine.
so i'm hoping that with this post i might get back to regular blogging. i miss it. and while facebook is fun, fast, and friend-ful, it's not nearly the same as a good ol' fashioned blog post. i've been neglectful of blogging duties and wonder if anyone even bothers to check for updates anymore?
11.30.2008
fauxturkey recap
hope everyone had a gluttonheavy t-day. there were six of us gathered round for an extended stay in the starchzone, but of course we cooked enough food for double that. it really is the best holiday. and it has been so lovely to get those extra few days off from the regular routine. nothing overly exciting to report from the rest of the long weekend- as if thursday's pile of food wasn't enough, we managed to go out for pizza, japanese and indian take-away from our neighborhood chickpea-pusher. wandered around the city, caffeinated, got lost in a bookstore, went to the movies (would highly recommend seeing slumdog millionaire- great film!). my mac died (went to hard drive heaven), venturing into the apple store on black friday wasn't exactly what i had planned, but it wasn't too painful thanks to a healthy dose of recessionaryrestraint on the part of the consuming masses. and even though the warranty was expired, they fixed it for free.
a few pics-
'straight from the bog' really, which marketing genius thought this was gonna work? personally, i would have opted for 'what UTI?'
where bread is reincarnated as j.mo's famous stuffing:
blimps making sure margarine, the festive gravyboat (yes, we own a gravyboat *and* it has a name), doesn't act up:
the first victims of the diabetic coma that eventually hit us all:
at the feeding trough:
trough shot II:
working the kitchenmojo:
a few others:
a few pics-
'straight from the bog' really, which marketing genius thought this was gonna work? personally, i would have opted for 'what UTI?'
where bread is reincarnated as j.mo's famous stuffing:
blimps making sure margarine, the festive gravyboat (yes, we own a gravyboat *and* it has a name), doesn't act up:
the first victims of the diabetic coma that eventually hit us all:
at the feeding trough:
trough shot II:
working the kitchenmojo:
a few others:
11.23.2008
it won't be safe for much longer...
i think today the window of semi-safe pre-holiday shopping has just about closed. i ventured over to our neighborhood targhetto this evening, partially for caffeine (stahbies may not have invaded the hood yet, but they are hiding out inside target... so now you can conveniently get amped up on soy chai as you fill your cart full of gallon-sized-double-pump-my-hands-be-ashy-lotion and 40lbs of kitty litter), and partially to get some xmas fixins, knowing full well that soon it will be an all out combat zone. that tinseltweak was already in the air, but not quite upped to 5-candy- cane-chaos-status just yet.
on my list of things to acquire, j.mo needed a new 'round the house hoodie- his current one has nearly detachable sleeves (as in falling apart at the seams), so it was time. i was wandering around in the clothing section, looking for an appropriately priced fabrique en cambodia vêtement. sniff, sniff... wow- sure does smell like liquor up in here. and then i rounded the corner and stumbled upon 3 very inebriated amigos from the far side of the rio grande, heatedly debating which sweatpants to buy as they removed their own pantalones and tried them on right there in the middle of the store. couldn't have been a couple of olympic divers, nope. it had to be a trio of pot-bellied muchachos looking for some elastic waistband action... for a moment i thought i had been transported back to 2001 when said target did not yet exist and in its place was the most god-awful kmart on the planet. this once-upon-a-kmart was definitely the last respite of implosion-oriented-bottle-friendly-urban-humanity. a couple of drunk guys trying on sweatpants in the middle of the men's section wouldn't have even raised an eyebrow from the fully armed security force stationed at the exitfrisk.
'tis the season for happy shopping- it only gets better from here on out.
on my list of things to acquire, j.mo needed a new 'round the house hoodie- his current one has nearly detachable sleeves (as in falling apart at the seams), so it was time. i was wandering around in the clothing section, looking for an appropriately priced fabrique en cambodia vêtement. sniff, sniff... wow- sure does smell like liquor up in here. and then i rounded the corner and stumbled upon 3 very inebriated amigos from the far side of the rio grande, heatedly debating which sweatpants to buy as they removed their own pantalones and tried them on right there in the middle of the store. couldn't have been a couple of olympic divers, nope. it had to be a trio of pot-bellied muchachos looking for some elastic waistband action... for a moment i thought i had been transported back to 2001 when said target did not yet exist and in its place was the most god-awful kmart on the planet. this once-upon-a-kmart was definitely the last respite of implosion-oriented-bottle-friendly-urban-humanity. a couple of drunk guys trying on sweatpants in the middle of the men's section wouldn't have even raised an eyebrow from the fully armed security force stationed at the exitfrisk.
'tis the season for happy shopping- it only gets better from here on out.
11.22.2008
11.21.2008
it's the meatfairy!
from boston.com:
FRAMINGHAM - The evidence: a 5-pound shoulder cut, a scrap cut, covered in gristle, a 10-pound roast, and a slice of liver.
The crime scene: the town green.
For five weeks, butcher-quality cuts of red meat - it appears to be beef - have been appearing regularly beneath a tree in the historic Town Centre Common, and the caper has perplexed just about everybody in town. Police and town health officials are investigating. Residents are bewildered, even worried.
"I hear the meat might be poisonous," said Taryn Fusco, who has spied the meat on recent walks through the park with her Shih Tzu-Yorkie-mix. "I feel unsafe bringing my dog to the park."
Authorities have inspected the meat and sent samples to the state public health lab in Boston to determine whether it's been tampered with. They are pursuing every lead they can find, though those have been in short supply.
"It's our mission to get to the bottom of why these pieces of meat are being left," said Lieutenant Paul Shastany of the Framingham Police Department. "Why? Who? And what is it? What kind of meat?"
The mystery began in early October, when dog walkers began finding slabs of raw meat, seemingly carefully arranged at the base of a large evergreen.
FRAMINGHAM - The evidence: a 5-pound shoulder cut, a scrap cut, covered in gristle, a 10-pound roast, and a slice of liver.
The crime scene: the town green.
For five weeks, butcher-quality cuts of red meat - it appears to be beef - have been appearing regularly beneath a tree in the historic Town Centre Common, and the caper has perplexed just about everybody in town. Police and town health officials are investigating. Residents are bewildered, even worried.
"I hear the meat might be poisonous," said Taryn Fusco, who has spied the meat on recent walks through the park with her Shih Tzu-Yorkie-mix. "I feel unsafe bringing my dog to the park."
Authorities have inspected the meat and sent samples to the state public health lab in Boston to determine whether it's been tampered with. They are pursuing every lead they can find, though those have been in short supply.
"It's our mission to get to the bottom of why these pieces of meat are being left," said Lieutenant Paul Shastany of the Framingham Police Department. "Why? Who? And what is it? What kind of meat?"
The mystery began in early October, when dog walkers began finding slabs of raw meat, seemingly carefully arranged at the base of a large evergreen.
11.02.2008
reveille
as anyone who still checks in will attest, i've been a wickid slackah with blogging. i was thinking that once school was over (which was done more than 5 months now!) i would get back to regular posts, updates, pics, commentary- all the things i used to enjoy. but it's just not happening. maybe i'm still recovering from years of the wear'n'tear routine of full time work + school at night and this is some sort of writing PTSD. it used to be that blogger was my best bet for wasting time online. but now i can easily lose an hour poking around on facebook. we'll see, maybe i'll get to back to it. maybe not. upwards and onwards for now.
so daylight savings time ended last night. ahhhh, an extra hour of sleep. or not- perhaps instead the dog will get up at his 'usual time' which is now conveniently one hour earlier than normal. i was hopeful that if we ignored him he would go back to bed. normally it works, but not today. it was 6.45am and we were up and prepping for a frosty early morning walk. blimpie, our resident mensa material cat and all around dog disser, was curled up on the bed- one eye scathingly watching him pace back and forth, undoubtedly saying to herself: 'ugh, of course this cretin's circadian circuitry doesn't know the difference between daylight savings time and the cat poop he occasionally tries to fish out of my litter box.'
speaking of circadian short circuits... i'm beginning to think i may have a diagnosable case of some sort of syndrome. i've always had a healthy appetite for sleep. but it's been way worse than usual the past few days thanks to my trip to israel tossing everything into a tailspin as far as the eating/sleeping/exercising routine goes. if this keeps up, i may need to ask santa for an espresso machine and shade grown coffee plantation for xmas.
how excited are we all for tuesday? somehow, someway, we've managed to be lost in the Bush for 8 years. while i do appreciate the elevation of status french fries received when they were re-branded freedom fries, that is the single solitary one and only accomplishment of the bush administration that merits applause in my book. i have high expectations for tuesday and may be irreversibly disenfranchised if something with a '-D' fails to land at the white house. so much so that come thanksgiving we'll be munching our tofurky north of the border if need be.
on a quasi-related political topic, i've been catching up on the scandal with massachusetts state senator dianne wilkerson and find it all very sad. she defied some serious odds to get where she was (woman, single mom, african american etc), only to find herself at a rather classy boston restaurant, stuffing a wad of bribedollars into her bra:
oopsies.
and again:
but wait, there's more:
and to think she didn't think she needed to pay any attention to the resounding call for her resignation?
moving right along....
so my trip to israel was definitely an experience. it was jam-packed with mostly work stuff, but i did get to trek around and see some of the essentials. i didn't really know what to expect- and in a lot of ways, i think i'm still kinda mulling over what i saw and what it was like. it's the first place i've been that has proven really hard to describe in any kind of succinct way. from the moment you arrive, politics and religion are front and center. guns, fences, walls, and barbed wire seem to be everywhere. but equally present were normal people, living normal lives... especially in tel aviv. i guess it's probably best to let the pics do the talking:
jerusalem, near the old city:
guess we're not going that way:
the wailing (western) wall:
tel aviv:
our armed guide:
akko:
masada- kind of looks like something out of 6 feet under, huh?
me floating in the dead sea:
and covering up in dead sea mud:
here are the rest of the pics...
so daylight savings time ended last night. ahhhh, an extra hour of sleep. or not- perhaps instead the dog will get up at his 'usual time' which is now conveniently one hour earlier than normal. i was hopeful that if we ignored him he would go back to bed. normally it works, but not today. it was 6.45am and we were up and prepping for a frosty early morning walk. blimpie, our resident mensa material cat and all around dog disser, was curled up on the bed- one eye scathingly watching him pace back and forth, undoubtedly saying to herself: 'ugh, of course this cretin's circadian circuitry doesn't know the difference between daylight savings time and the cat poop he occasionally tries to fish out of my litter box.'
speaking of circadian short circuits... i'm beginning to think i may have a diagnosable case of some sort of syndrome. i've always had a healthy appetite for sleep. but it's been way worse than usual the past few days thanks to my trip to israel tossing everything into a tailspin as far as the eating/sleeping/exercising routine goes. if this keeps up, i may need to ask santa for an espresso machine and shade grown coffee plantation for xmas.
how excited are we all for tuesday? somehow, someway, we've managed to be lost in the Bush for 8 years. while i do appreciate the elevation of status french fries received when they were re-branded freedom fries, that is the single solitary one and only accomplishment of the bush administration that merits applause in my book. i have high expectations for tuesday and may be irreversibly disenfranchised if something with a '-D' fails to land at the white house. so much so that come thanksgiving we'll be munching our tofurky north of the border if need be.
on a quasi-related political topic, i've been catching up on the scandal with massachusetts state senator dianne wilkerson and find it all very sad. she defied some serious odds to get where she was (woman, single mom, african american etc), only to find herself at a rather classy boston restaurant, stuffing a wad of bribedollars into her bra:
oopsies.
and again:
but wait, there's more:
and to think she didn't think she needed to pay any attention to the resounding call for her resignation?
moving right along....
so my trip to israel was definitely an experience. it was jam-packed with mostly work stuff, but i did get to trek around and see some of the essentials. i didn't really know what to expect- and in a lot of ways, i think i'm still kinda mulling over what i saw and what it was like. it's the first place i've been that has proven really hard to describe in any kind of succinct way. from the moment you arrive, politics and religion are front and center. guns, fences, walls, and barbed wire seem to be everywhere. but equally present were normal people, living normal lives... especially in tel aviv. i guess it's probably best to let the pics do the talking:
jerusalem, near the old city:
guess we're not going that way:
the wailing (western) wall:
tel aviv:
our armed guide:
akko:
masada- kind of looks like something out of 6 feet under, huh?
me floating in the dead sea:
and covering up in dead sea mud:
here are the rest of the pics...
10.24.2008
a sneak preview...
israel has been amazing... a few pics for now, and plenty more when i get back next week...
10.13.2008
cape-tober
j.mo and i just got home from a lovely couple of days on the cape with mags & jon. the weather was beyond gorgeous- i could nearly be sold on this being the best time of the year. as usual for our cape trips, it was all about food, the fireplace, beach, reading, and just hanging out.
and check out our fierce guard dog, keeping us safe from the surf:
the rest of the pics are here
and check out our fierce guard dog, keeping us safe from the surf:
the rest of the pics are here
9.04.2008
while the entire country watched on...
one of the minipalin's (i forget her name, but assume it's something like twig or thumper) decided it was time to 'groom' her infant baby brother.
national television.
amazing.
national television.
amazing.
8.30.2008
hey!market
confession: i've been a vegetarian for 14 years, the past 8 of which have been spent living in boston. and i have never, not once, done any fruit&veggie shopping at haymarket. for the non-boston-sorts, haymarket is an old school, open-air, weekend produce market that's open year-round. i had wandered through once or twice before, but never really took the time to go shopping.
continuing our recent theme of city re-discovery, we grabbed a couple of shopping bags and hopped on the T earlier today to finally visit the market and do some shopping.
it was packed, but awesome- not only were the bargain prices enough to make you want to take up arms the next time you're poking around the priced-up pallid produce piles at the neighborhood supermarket, but the experience of being amongst the crowd, buying uberfreshyums from the hard-working crew was fabulous- i'd much rather leave my $ there. we parted with a whopping $18 and look at what we got:
unbelievable. and we're completely lame for not doing this sooner. i think a weekend trip to haymarket will now be a permanent feature. gotta go, time to get me some strawberries :P
continuing our recent theme of city re-discovery, we grabbed a couple of shopping bags and hopped on the T earlier today to finally visit the market and do some shopping.
it was packed, but awesome- not only were the bargain prices enough to make you want to take up arms the next time you're poking around the priced-up pallid produce piles at the neighborhood supermarket, but the experience of being amongst the crowd, buying uberfreshyums from the hard-working crew was fabulous- i'd much rather leave my $ there. we parted with a whopping $18 and look at what we got:
unbelievable. and we're completely lame for not doing this sooner. i think a weekend trip to haymarket will now be a permanent feature. gotta go, time to get me some strawberries :P
8.29.2008
let us join hands and pray for an iceberg.
unreal. palin? who?
today was a little busy at work so i didn't have any spare time to check out the hubbub surrounding mccain's choice of vice presidential running mate. with pizza and ore ida happily sizzling away at 425 degrees for 20mins, i had just enough time to kill online with a quick read of reaction to mccain's selection for minime08. and am i glad that i refrained from passing bluestate judgment without all my facts.
boston.com had these bits in their coverage of her nomination:
___________________________________________
"Some of life's greatest opportunities come unexpectedly," said Palin, describing herself as "just your average hockey mom in Alaska."
She told the crowd of her career in public office, starting as a mayor, then a state ethics commission, and now governor.
"As governor I've stood up to the old politics as usual," she said, citing her record in office, including passing ethics reform and returning oil revenues to Alaska taxpayers.
"It's safer in politics to avoid risk," she said about her career, though she could have easily been talking about her own selection. "A ship in harbor is safe, but that's not why a ship is built."
_________________________________________
hold
stop
wait a minute.
that last line- why did that stop me in my tracks? where have i heard it before? ships, safety, why it's built? hmmmmmm....
no fucking way! while i was finishing up grad school and working at the travelgulag, i used to roll my eyes every time i walked past this gem of fresh squeezed corpricana 'art' hung between the photocopier and big-banged, denim-on-denim, twelve year associate with the personality of one of those shaky raisin-sized chihuahuas:
oh yeah, that's just what we need- a vice presidential hopeful that spouts off a b-grade mass produced motivational corporate-ism as if she was the bigbrained inventor that brought us the not available in stores salad shooter. you were just asked to run as a vice presidential candidate (!) and all you have to offer up is something i could have pulled out of a stale grouptravelfortunecookie? you have to be kidding me? i wonder if anyone else in the blog/media world is going to point this out?
she may be america's 'hottest governor'
but she sure ins't our brightest, most articulate bulb. well done, mccain- clearly you've got it going on. how in the world will obama ever manage to compete with the sheer genius that is the mccain-palin senility-hockeymom superteam?? hopefully the hms republicana will run into one of the last globally-warmed breakaway icebergs before they all disappear. november 4th can't get here fast enough- big money, no whammies.
today was a little busy at work so i didn't have any spare time to check out the hubbub surrounding mccain's choice of vice presidential running mate. with pizza and ore ida happily sizzling away at 425 degrees for 20mins, i had just enough time to kill online with a quick read of reaction to mccain's selection for minime08. and am i glad that i refrained from passing bluestate judgment without all my facts.
boston.com had these bits in their coverage of her nomination:
___________________________________________
"Some of life's greatest opportunities come unexpectedly," said Palin, describing herself as "just your average hockey mom in Alaska."
She told the crowd of her career in public office, starting as a mayor, then a state ethics commission, and now governor.
"As governor I've stood up to the old politics as usual," she said, citing her record in office, including passing ethics reform and returning oil revenues to Alaska taxpayers.
"It's safer in politics to avoid risk," she said about her career, though she could have easily been talking about her own selection. "A ship in harbor is safe, but that's not why a ship is built."
_________________________________________
hold
stop
wait a minute.
that last line- why did that stop me in my tracks? where have i heard it before? ships, safety, why it's built? hmmmmmm....
no fucking way! while i was finishing up grad school and working at the travelgulag, i used to roll my eyes every time i walked past this gem of fresh squeezed corpricana 'art' hung between the photocopier and big-banged, denim-on-denim, twelve year associate with the personality of one of those shaky raisin-sized chihuahuas:
oh yeah, that's just what we need- a vice presidential hopeful that spouts off a b-grade mass produced motivational corporate-ism as if she was the bigbrained inventor that brought us the not available in stores salad shooter. you were just asked to run as a vice presidential candidate (!) and all you have to offer up is something i could have pulled out of a stale grouptravelfortunecookie? you have to be kidding me? i wonder if anyone else in the blog/media world is going to point this out?
she may be america's 'hottest governor'
but she sure ins't our brightest, most articulate bulb. well done, mccain- clearly you've got it going on. how in the world will obama ever manage to compete with the sheer genius that is the mccain-palin senility-hockeymom superteam?? hopefully the hms republicana will run into one of the last globally-warmed breakaway icebergs before they all disappear. november 4th can't get here fast enough- big money, no whammies.
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