GOP Bumper Stickers (Thanks, Dad)
Bush/Cheney '04: Four More Wars!
Bush/Cheney '04: Assimilate. Resistance is Futile.
Bush/Cheney '04: Apocalypse Now!
Bush/Cheney '04: Because the truth just isn't good enough
Bush/Cheney '04: Compassionate Colonialism
Bush/Cheney '04: Deja-voodoo all over again!
Bush/Cheney '04: Get used to it!
Bush/Cheney '04: In your heart, you know they're technically correct.
Bush/Cheney '04: Leave no billionaire behind
Bush/Cheney '04: Less CIA -- More CYA
Bush/Cheney '04: Lies and videotape but no sex!
Bush/Cheney '04: Making the world a better place, one country at a time.
Bush/Cheney '04: Or else.
Bush/Cheney '04: Over a billion Whoppers served.
Bush/Cheney '04: Putting the "con" in conservatism
Bush/Cheney '04: Thank you for not paying attention
Bush/Cheney '04: The last vote you'll ever have to cast.
Bush/Cheney '04: This time, elect us!
Bush/Cheney '04: We're Gooder!
Bush/Cheney '04: Asses of Evil
Bush/Cheney '04: The economy's stupid!
George W. Bush: A brainwave away from the presidency
George W. Bush: It takes a village idiot
George W. Bush: Leadership without a doubt
George W. Bush: The buck stops Over There
Vote Bush in '04: "I Has Incumbentory Advantitude"
Vote Bush in '04: "Because every vote counts -- for me!"
Vote Bush in '04: "Because I'm the President, that's why!"
Vote Bush in '04: Because dictatorship is easier
Vote Bush in '04: It's a no-brainer! Don't think.
Vote Bush! God Save the King! Let Them Eat Yellowcake!
Vote Bush! Peace & Prosperity Suck -- Big-Time
BU__SH__!
Vote for Bush & You Get Dick!
Who Would Jesus Bomb?
P.S. If you have read this far, under Section 17 H(2)a.3 of the Patriot Act, you are under arrest.
A record of the life and times of one brown shirt-wearing university student, struggling to escape his fear of intimacy, overcome his hunger for eternal supremacy in every aspect, and never have to write a description of his life like this again.
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Saturday, September 13, 2003
Iowa
I heart Bill Clinton and Howard Dean. And Tom Harkin's pretty nifty too.
I had a great time visiting Allison at Grinnell this weekend--it was about time she and I got to know each oher a bit better. While my car is quite broken, it managed to get Theo and I to and from Iowa.
I have a gross, disgusting cold.
I heart Bill Clinton and Howard Dean. And Tom Harkin's pretty nifty too.
I had a great time visiting Allison at Grinnell this weekend--it was about time she and I got to know each oher a bit better. While my car is quite broken, it managed to get Theo and I to and from Iowa.
I have a gross, disgusting cold.
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
Media Reviews
I knew I'd have to start Blogging again eventually. This seemed like a logical way to do it without keeping myself up for hours trying to recall everything that has happened recently.
Books
I'd been reding Dave Eggers' You Shall Know Our Velocity!, until I was at Barnes and Noble one night, and it happened to be the night before Jhumpa Lahiri's new book The Namesake was released. So, I purchased, read, and enjoyed that. (Lahiri won the Pulitzer for fiction a few years ago, and is a great Indian-American author.) Then, I picked up Eggers' book again, which I soon lost interest with (even though Eggers is one of my favorite authors from the past ten years) because Zoe told me about a "surprise" about 3/4 of the way into the book, and when I got to that surprise, I was disappointed. So, I started reading Jennifer Finney Boylan's She's Not There, which is a collection of autobiographical short stories charting the Colby professor's evolution "from a man named Jim to a woman named Jenny." I never knew much about transsexuality, and even though I'd call this book self-indulgent fluff (for the most part), I did learn quite a bit about the "tranny" thing. I thought about returning to Eggers, but instead decided to start on Mark Haddon's The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, a book written in first-person by a 15-year-old autistic boy. Really quite entertaining and well-written so far. I should be done with that by the end of tomorrow.
Films
This evening, Theo and I saw Party Monster, a film about two gay "club kids" (played amusingly by Macaluay Culkin and Seth Green) involved in drugs, sex, party hosting, and other fun things. My favorite lines? "I'm not addicted to drugs...I'm addicted to glamour." "I thought of a wonderful sentence today." The plot was just as thin as the spandex club outfits worn throughout the film, but I found mself laughing quite a bit. I rented Raising Victor Vargas a few nights ago, which was "cute," and Theo and I saw Freaky Friday last weekend (I think), and it was also "cute."
Music
I've been frightened by the RIAA, so I'm no longer file sharing, which means I'm no longer finding new songs. I do like Black Eyed Peas' "Where is the Love?", which isn't surprising because they are great. And the soundtrack to Camp should be arriving in the mail soon, along with the rest of my textbooks.
Otherwise, I've fully submerged myself in the semester, and with working at least 16 hours each weekend, I've had little time for relaxation. There are so many people I need to contact, socially. Three good things about the week ahead:
1. Friday: H&M opens on Michigan Ave. at noon. Well of COURSE I'll be there.
2. Weekend: Theo and I are driving out to Iowa to attend Sen. Tom Harkin's Steak Fry, a political event that will feature Bill Clinton and all nine Democratic presidential candidates as speakers. We're staying with Allison, Theo's friend, who goes to Grinnell. (This really really excites me, in case my lack of extraneous exclamation points confuses anyone.)
3. Monday: I get to pick up my nifty jacket from Polo, after having (free) alterations worked on this week.
Need sleep.
I knew I'd have to start Blogging again eventually. This seemed like a logical way to do it without keeping myself up for hours trying to recall everything that has happened recently.
Books
I'd been reding Dave Eggers' You Shall Know Our Velocity!, until I was at Barnes and Noble one night, and it happened to be the night before Jhumpa Lahiri's new book The Namesake was released. So, I purchased, read, and enjoyed that. (Lahiri won the Pulitzer for fiction a few years ago, and is a great Indian-American author.) Then, I picked up Eggers' book again, which I soon lost interest with (even though Eggers is one of my favorite authors from the past ten years) because Zoe told me about a "surprise" about 3/4 of the way into the book, and when I got to that surprise, I was disappointed. So, I started reading Jennifer Finney Boylan's She's Not There, which is a collection of autobiographical short stories charting the Colby professor's evolution "from a man named Jim to a woman named Jenny." I never knew much about transsexuality, and even though I'd call this book self-indulgent fluff (for the most part), I did learn quite a bit about the "tranny" thing. I thought about returning to Eggers, but instead decided to start on Mark Haddon's The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, a book written in first-person by a 15-year-old autistic boy. Really quite entertaining and well-written so far. I should be done with that by the end of tomorrow.
Films
This evening, Theo and I saw Party Monster, a film about two gay "club kids" (played amusingly by Macaluay Culkin and Seth Green) involved in drugs, sex, party hosting, and other fun things. My favorite lines? "I'm not addicted to drugs...I'm addicted to glamour." "I thought of a wonderful sentence today." The plot was just as thin as the spandex club outfits worn throughout the film, but I found mself laughing quite a bit. I rented Raising Victor Vargas a few nights ago, which was "cute," and Theo and I saw Freaky Friday last weekend (I think), and it was also "cute."
Music
I've been frightened by the RIAA, so I'm no longer file sharing, which means I'm no longer finding new songs. I do like Black Eyed Peas' "Where is the Love?", which isn't surprising because they are great. And the soundtrack to Camp should be arriving in the mail soon, along with the rest of my textbooks.
Otherwise, I've fully submerged myself in the semester, and with working at least 16 hours each weekend, I've had little time for relaxation. There are so many people I need to contact, socially. Three good things about the week ahead:
1. Friday: H&M opens on Michigan Ave. at noon. Well of COURSE I'll be there.
2. Weekend: Theo and I are driving out to Iowa to attend Sen. Tom Harkin's Steak Fry, a political event that will feature Bill Clinton and all nine Democratic presidential candidates as speakers. We're staying with Allison, Theo's friend, who goes to Grinnell. (This really really excites me, in case my lack of extraneous exclamation points confuses anyone.)
3. Monday: I get to pick up my nifty jacket from Polo, after having (free) alterations worked on this week.
Need sleep.