The problem with these journals is that by the time you find the time to write something in them, so much has happened that you don’t know where to start. Or finish. Besides that, Salome says I’ve been talking too much about the war. This past Monday’s show couldn’t have worked out better than if
I don’t know what’s more frustrating: arguing the war with people that agree with it, or arguing how best to protest the war with people against it! I’ve successfully avoided the subject at work where I’m literally surrounded by people blindly in favor of the war who say things like, “We have to get them
A friend forwarded me this letter to the editor from the Syracuse New Times: Beating the Bushes Has anyone considered that the impending pre-emptive war on Iraq sets a dangerous historical precedent, given that our motive for attack is based on the notion that we “think” Saddam Hussein will use his weapons of mass destruction
Unlike most people, I usually look forward to Mondays. At least for the past 5 years or so. But this morning got off to one of the worst starts in memory and I’m just hating life right now. It started last night when, after a great family weekend, we had to play catchup on things
The differences(or lack thereof) between Kuwait, Saudi Arabia & Iraq from the CIA’s World FactBook (last updated 2/13/03) Government type K: nominal constitutional monarchy SA: monarchy I: republic Constitution K: approved and promulgated 11 November 1962 SA: governed according to Shari’a (Islamic law); the Basic Law that articulates the government’s rights and responsibilities was introduced
From the random thoughts department: I can’t help but think that there’s something terribly repulsive about this Josh Gracin kid being on American Idol instead of with his Marine unit awating deployment, while thousands of RESERVISTS have been activated, dragged away from their families and their jobs to honor their committment to Uncle Sam. That
I’m still awake when I should damn well be in bed. It’s a rare opportunity that I can go to sleep before 11pm and I let it slip, anxious about this war we’ve finally begun. The bombs have started to fall – a target of opportunity, apparently – and from here on out, the world
This past Monday night was incredibly long and fun but, by the end, an incredible feeling of sadness came over me. It felt like September 10, 2001 again, but this time KNOWING something bad is coming next. Ironically, our feature that night was Evert Eden, one of Morris Stegosaurus’ – Monday’s feature – favorite poets.
I hate cars. H-A-T-E! I resent having to have one, having to have insurance on it, having insurance be so damn expensive up here. I hate that cheap gas is almost $2/gallon and that that’s still so much cheaper than in the rest of the world. I hate their convenience and how you come to
NOTE: I am permanently tired. Figure it’s going to last until India’s at least one years old. There’s just no getting around it. Tuesday at Acentos was amazing. I mean really. It’s been ages since I’ve done a full-on 30-minute feature, much less here in NY. Nowadays, many more people know me as a host