Who would have thought that I'd be getting my daily giggle over at The Huffington Post?

March 19th will forever be celebrated as Ca-Ca Day. (at least in my diaper weary corner of the globe).

Someone answer me this, Where has Ralph Nader been these past eight years? I haven't heard much more than a peep out of him since the 2000 elections. What has he been doing to help fix The United States? Anything? Anything at all? I know that he used to be a tireless crusader for the rights of the individual but now he seems more concerned with his own ego.

So why now Ralph? Why is he on TV pontificating about how bad politics are and citing right wing polls that he could get the votes of disenchanted Republicans and win this time? Seriously?

If he wants to help clean up George Bush's mess maybe he should throw in his support for one of the Democratic candidates. I just don't understand why he feels that suddenly popping up at the last minute to enter an election is going to help the country in any way. He has to know he can't win. I don't think he even got 1% of the vote in 2000; though that particular election was lost by about that much. Certainly makes me wonder; especially the part about where the vast majority of his campaign contributions in 2000 came from seriously wealthy Republican donors.

Oh well, it's his right to run but it's my right to question his motives and I most certainly do.

edit: He got 2.47% in 2000

Cleaning your closet is harder than it sounds. Everything slows down when you open that box filled with letters and mementos, written but never sent postcards, and all the materials you used to cull from to create things to send your friends. I think long unthought memories must be stored in the brain near the same area affected by pot. That same slowing effect focuses your world through a very small lens, like bullet time in your brain.

It was hard to keep moving, to keep my hands sifting and piling. Every little chicken scratch in the margins of a text or envelope of forgotten poetry edited by Ms. Spring; each one of them trying to drag my head under. Not sinking was hard.

But there it was, an empty tattered old box, held together with masking tape. And then the whole bubble popped. There I was with some part of my brain barfed out all over my bed. I have to admit to you I'm kinda weak and at this point my stomach hurt so I got my brain sorted and gave up on cleaning my closet tonight.

My wife decided on something a little bit different for our son's fourth birthday cake.

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Next month he turns four. This month all he can talk about is How he wants it to be x mas *today* and how much he misses Halloween.

Montana must have something in the air and water that makes beards grow faster. Discounting days spent traveling, I was only in Montana four days but I think my facial hair grew about three weeks worth. Maybe I'll take a pic before I set it back to default but in any case I am back in California. Did I mention I love California huge flaws and all?

I'll be off the net probably for a week or so as we slowly lumber northeast towards Montana. The trip was supposed to start a week ago but every day has brought a new delay; enough that I am now worried that something really bad will happen once we get out of Sacramento. I'm already depressed from lack of my medication and the inability to have time to work on my NaNo so maybe my feelings of foreboding are just the fuzzy edges of depression mistakenly identified as clairvoyance?

In any case, if you never hear from me again, I probably died on the way to Montana.

He was a sweet gentleman of a dog who survived being the runt of his litter to become the biggest Shelty I have ever seen. Hopefully that old movie is right and all dogs do go to heaven. Goodbye Kobi, You will be missed.

Just a few days left until November 1st and while I still feel confidant about finishing this time, I am getting more nervous and anxious with each passing day. I've put down my notes and scribblings for a couple days in an attempt to get my mind off the whole thing but no dice.

Also, it looks like I'll be up in a cabin in remote western Montana for the first day or two and how author-ish is that? =P

Well in any case I just wanted to say hello to you folk while I was thinking about it.

I've been working on my story, taking notes and trying to solve obvious plot problems, for about a month now. I feel confidant that if I can just get out of my own way I will finally finish a NaNo, a novel.

Just typing that out scared me. Hahaha I am so skittish.

via bixie



These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing's users (as of today). Bold what you have read, italicise that you started but couldn't finish, and strike through what you couldn't stand. Add an asterisk* to those you've read more than once. Underline those on your to-read list.

EDIT: why does HTML work in comments but not in my post? Oh well I am way too fucking lazy to go through and do that all over again.

reedit: I figured it out.

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
Anna Karenina
Crime and Punishment
Catch-22
One Hundred Years of Solitude
Wuthering Heights
The Silmarillion*
Life of Pi
The Name of the Rose
Don Quixote
Moby Dick
Ulysses
Madame Bovary
The Odyssey
Pride and Prejudice
Jane Eyre
A Tale of Two Cities
The Brothers Karamazov
Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies
War and Peace
Vanity Fair
The Time Traveler's Wife*
The Iliad
Emma
The Blind Assassin
The Kite Runner
Mrs. Dalloway
Great Expectations*
American Gods
Atlas Shrugged
Reading Lolita in Tehran
Memoirs of a Geisha
Middlesex
Quicksilver
Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
The Canterbury Tales*
The Historian
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Love in the Time of Cholera
Brave New World
The Fountainhead
Foucault's Pendulum
Middlemarch
Frankenstein*
The Count of Monte Cristo*
Dracula
A Clockwork Orange
Anansi Boys
The Once and Future King
The Grapes of Wrath
The Poisonwood Bible
1984
Angels & Demons
The Inferno
The Satanic Verses
Sense and Sensibility*
The Picture of Dorian Gray
Mansfield Park
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
To the Lighthouse
Tess of the D'Urbervilles
Oliver Twist
Gulliver's Travels*
Les Misérables
The Corrections
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time
Dune*
The Prince
The Sound and the Fury
Angela's Ashes
The God of Small Things
A People's History of the United States:1492-Present
Cryptonomicon
Neverwhere*
A Confederacy of Dunces
A Short history of Nearly Everything
Dubliners
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Beloved
Slaughterhouse-Five
The Scarlet Letter
Eats, Shoots, and Leaves
The Mists of Avalon
Oryx and Crake
Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed
Cloud Atlas
The Confusion
Lolita
Persuasion
Northhanger Abbey
The Catcher In the Rye
On the Road
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Freakanomics: A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance:An Inquiry Into Values
The Aeneid
Watership Down*
Gravity's Rainbow
The Hobbit*
In Cold Blood: A True Account of a Multiple Murder and It's Consequences
White Teeth
Treasure Island*
David Copperfield
The Three Musketeers*

I meant HEIGHT and WEIGHT.

Just wanted to make a note here so I don't forget. Finally convinced Jackson that using the scale and tape measure were fun so we've got our first measurements on him since last January. Wish I had those measurements handy to compare. Oh well, I'll edit them in if I can locate them.

Age: 3 years 9 months
Height: 42.5 inches or 3' 6.5"
Weight: 37 pounds

songs I can't currently listen to enough:

Muse - Super Massive Black Hole
Paramore - Misery Business
Mutemath - Typical
Rise Against - The Good Left Undone
Cold War Kids - Hang Me Up to Dry

Maybe this is old news but a Robotech movie is being made and Spiderman is producing and probably starring as Rick Hunter. Wow. I have no idea what I think/feel about this.

If you read the last line in that story, you get blasted with even more evidence that my generation are the ones deciding what movies get made. Frickin Voltron? Are they serious?

This is just a note for me to record the date:

Randomly and most definitely on his own schedule, Jackson finally started using the toilet for his BMs. I'm sure you're all glad to hear it and I hope no one was eating chocolate pudding while reading their friends' lists today. =)

Looks like the contents of my Gringotts vault but really it was just my way of saying thanks to some friends who helped me out in World of Warcraft. The cookies were Cinnamon Chip. I figured a golden cookie was in order for a golden coin.


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So I was driving into the Ventura Harbor a couple weeks ago and came across this Marclar,

























named MARCLAR!


I swear I almost cried marclared.