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Maybe There Is No God...

...because I'm watching Notre Dame get beat up by USC. Though I don't want Michigan to play in the National Championship (stupid sports writers' east coast bias), I have to go for Catholic schools over all others (except for the Aggies of New Mexico State of course…and ha! Utah State has nothing on us).
I am so tired as we come up on the end of the semester. I seriously need to get back to running track and playing basketball so I can have more energy and lose some of the flab (it's not much, but it is more than I'm used to). And I don't want to hear about energy drinks because those things will kill you. I will be proved right.

Now, even though I don't have any money, I will start taking donations so I can go see "RFK." I'm hoping it's about Robert Kennedy who I've become interested in this semester. I can't tell if it is based on the trailers. Anybody with any information please call me on my brand new cell phone that I'm not …

My Favorite Singers

Otis Redding via I like the movie High Fidelity. In that movie, Rob Gordon makes many a list about anything and everything. I would like to make some of my own. So, without further ado, here are my favorite singers (each for a variety of reasons) and one song (Sam Cooke gets two) that demonstrates why I like their voice:

1) Otis Redding ("I've Been Loving You Too Long" by Otis Redding)
2) David Ruffin ("Ain't Too Proud to Beg" by The Temptations)
3) John Fogerty ("Ninety-Nine and a Half (Won't Do)" by Creedence Clearwater Revival)
4) John Lennon ("Mother" by John Lennon and the Plastic Ono Band)
6) Marvin Gaye ("Lets Get It On" by Marvin Gaye)
7) Jim Morrison ("Light My Fire" by The Doors)
8) Wilson Pickett ("Land of 1000 Dances" by Wilson Pickett)
9) Sam Cooke ("Summertime" or "Bring It On Home To Me" by Sam Cooke)
10) Bob Dylan ("Girl from the North Country" by Bob …

Who I'd Rather See

Alright, so I went to St. Louis last week (first time I've been on a plane) and I just happened to come upon the Cardinals winning the World Series and the celebration following. That's cool and everything, but what's better is the show I went to the night the Series was won. I saw Throw Rag, the Eagles of Death Metal and Joan Jett and the Blackhearts. That was so cool to me, you know, to see Joan Jett and to see the Eagles of Death Metal. That got me to thinking, "Who would I like to see even more than those?" Well, here's the (working) list:

1) Chuck Berry
2) Bob Dylan
3) The White Stripes
4) John Fogerty
5) Eric Clapton
6) Fats Domino

And that's about it. So...if anyone has any tickets to where any of those acts are playing please tell me so I can steal them from you. Carry on.

Oh, and by the way, I was in St. Louis for a college media conference. Not a pre-Thanksgiving break vacation. Now, carry on.

I Hate People and Why

I was at the NMSU-Hawaii football game today and I sat in the student section. Usually I don't sit in the student section because I do not like frats. The whole scene annoys me. You know, drunken idiots who know nothing about football and don't know how to act at a game (you don't yell the whole time, for example, when our offense has a third down), people whose uniform of too-small-for-an-infant shirts, torn jeans and shaggy or spiky hair make them look like as stupid as they sound. And, on top of me not liking them already, they boo the Pride. Their own school marching band. It wasn't everyone, but it was enough people for me to notice (I would estimate fourty-seven people) There are numerous reasons this pissed me off. First, my brother is in the band and I don't want people to boo him. Second, they are pretty good (I mean, I could see booing a band that sucks). Third, it's your own damn school you stupid jackasses. I should have told them to shut their damn…

This was actually printed in Housekeeping Monthly May 13, 1955.

The good wife's guide
Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.

Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.

Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.

Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives.
Gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper etc and then run a dustcloth over the tables.

Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Yo…

Too Much Thinking for One Day

I was supposed to be doing some homework for a sociology class last week when I asked my brother what he thought about some question. We ended up arguing for what seemed a couple of hours about the way people define the world. Pretty heavy stuff, right?

The arguements consisted of the wrong idea (my brother's) and the right one (mine). He said everyone is different and I said everyone is the same. What he disagreed on was the importance of the scope of our evaluations. While, of course, no two people are genetically the same, I fought for the position that because we can all make decisions, we can all come to the same conclusions about the humanity. Okay. That is to say people try to survive. It's just something we all do, naturally. Therefore, since everyone wants to survive, we should all be making decisions that work towards that end.

(Don't ask me how we got into this) Quite simply, the whole peace movement/ idea of the sixties is possible because we all want to survive.…

I Need to Be the Leader

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So the flag football team I'm on was destroyed again today. Real great. The other team laughed us off the field. I'm not kidding. They were laughing on the sideline. I hate that. My whole life I've tried not to be laughed at and it's done more bad than good I figure. So, I've decided to take an active role as the leader and yell at people. I can't take being laughed at again. I'm not very good at sports generally, but I can make people do what I want them to. I take power very well because (I think) I don't abuse it. I would be a good dictator. That's right. I try to please everyone, so even if I had all the power in the world I think I would be a good dictator. Not very many people have seen me take charge of things, but I will starting tomorrow. People should take charge of their life. Unless it butts heads with me. Then let me win. Let's see. What else.

At work everything is cool. The people are real nice and seem to like m…

You Know What I Don't Like...

Maybe nobody cares, but everyone is writing blogs and most of them suck (not anyone's who is reading this though). So I thought, "Why don't I write one?" Now here we are. I don't like the majority of blogs in the world. There are some very good bloggers out there (even on myspace), but most of them are horrible. Much of it is very superficial, like as if everyone doesn't have problems. I don't think anyone wants to hear me complain about my life (and I do frequently, albeit to myself...usually). Anyway, so there's that. Here are some other things I don't like (most of it is superficial):
1) Denver Broncos
3) Dallas Cowboys
4) Los Angeles Lakers
5) Girls who are pretty, beautiful, sexy, cute or hot and starve themselves, thus ending up UGLY (here's lookin' at you Christina Ricci)
6) The Raiders offensive line
7) Elitist bastards who think they know more than everyone else about something, whether it be music, sports, politics, etc.
8) Right…