Desperate for Attention

I was never one who believed that line my mom fed me about too much of a good thing is a bad thing. That was, until I grew up. You can have an overload of nearly anything. Even alcohol, but that kind of overload washes away with a sackful of Krystal Chiks and a hot shower.
I have to say that I am getting near the "F" line on my mental gas tank with Eva Longoria. Man-o-Man is that lady hot. But, Damn! Every time I turn around I see that pretty face. She sells underwear (nice), make-up, food, acne medicine, fights diseases and crime, encourages parents that its not too soon to talk to their kids about drugs, boats, tractors, carbolic smoke bombs or whatever. Its like having chocolate syrup on everything: I like the stuff but keep it off my steak.
Maybe I am being too hard on her (pun). Its not often that you see a positive characterization

of a Latino on television. Not that her character is a good person, but that they are a Latino couple that became wealthy through means other than PowerBall (yeah, I watch the show sometimes). And I guess if I had the media's eye and ear I would whore my mug out like I was running for President.

I dont really have a point here, I just thought it had been too long since my last post. Computer difficulties. Forgive the lameness of it all. We now return you to your regularly scheduled Facebooking.

Movie Review In 10 Words or Less

Nightwatch

I would rather shave my ass with glass. Twice.

NASCAR on Dubs

This post comes to you courtesy of myself, CP, BO'S and a little guy named Bushmill's. We were all philosophizing on the nature of man and we hit upon an interesting point that has stuck with me. There was the observation that it is quite common knowledge that many Rednecks have a disdain for 'gansta'-types and vice versa. The interesting thing is, they have sooo much in common as to render them indistinguishable from each other (except for the obvious pigmentary discrepencies). Not with me? Look at it this way; they both:
1. are known for their lack of social graces
2. love to fight, drink and get high
3. blast their music wherever they go (be it Brooks and Dunn or Triple 6)
4. tend to live in less than desirable housing (mobile or public)
5. are known for they way they treat their significant others
6. have the same attitudes toward religious devotion, education and homosexuality
7. make up the bulk of the stars of the TV series COPS
8. loove their guns
The list goes on and on (bad clothes, dental issues, lots of babies). We aren't so much different from each other as we suspect. I can hear a twangy rendition of "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp" on the winds. Yeehaw, ya feel me?

In Lieu of Listening in Class...Monkey Business

http://www.trunkmonkey.com/content/category/4/68/59/
If you have about 20 minutes of free time on your hands, or if you are at all like me and your ADD flairs up, making every class/meeting "free time", click on the above link. Warning: do NOT enter this site if you dread of the superiority/have a fear of our simian bretheren.

Whew!

Crisis Averted. The link below is the real one I meant to post. USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA USA!!! Whethere you want them homw or not, support them while they're there.

Support Your Troops!!!

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The Weather Is Fair

I have been hearing the most disturbing things lately. The whispers across campus lead me to believe that there is some disappointment attached to the recent performance of the UT Mens B-Ball team. What? How sad is that? The man has done an amazing job with this team over the course of a summer! So what if they lost a couple! I dont care if they dont win again this season/in the tournament. Look, you dont take a crippled kid, teach him/her how to walk, watch them sprint down the track and then criticize their stride! Be happy. This is a developing team that has dominated the SEC and is heading into the Big Show with some respect for the first time in YEARS. Jesus, people. I am glad Admissions didn't have your attitude, or I'd still be stacking boxes at FedEx.

God Awful

Last year I wrote a paper on religion. Long story short: Some people deny God's existence because the reality of God defies their concept of Him. There is no God. What if we, mankind, dont fit God's idea of how we were meant to be we He made the originals? There is no Man.

This got me thinking, that and the whole Lint/Ash wednesday thing. I am not Catholic or Church of England. But with all this God in season now, I have been asked "what faith are you?". Well, I really had no answer until now. I am declaring myself an Atheistic Baptist . I believe in God, just not the one I was raised to (i.e. fiery eyes and lightning fingers, too Greek). How mean is God supposed to be? Damning us all to Hell from Day 1 to Lakes of Fire and Demon lashings and unwanted ass-shagging for all eternity (too Babylonian). I admit that the denial of all that I was taught is likely fueled by my own inner desire to do what I want without being judged for it. I just don't like being afraid of a being who is proported to be "the Embodiment of Love".

I seem to not fit in to any of the available faiths, leaving me to be introspective about any issues I have. Catholicism seems cool in some respects. I just have issues with believing that a person in a booth can make my badness go away by giving me homework assignments because he has a hotline to the Big Guy (too tribal).
Baptists and all its offshoots miss me completely with its judgmental attitude, homophobia and rampant intrusiveness into other people's right to worship (too fascist).
I'd be a Buddhist if it weren't for my deep-down love for Hardee's and Nathan's hotdogs.
I really like Hinduism. They think of religion as a bicycle wheel (we are all on the rubber tire area, God is the center of the wheel, all the world's religions are the spokes. Any true religion will lead you to the center, so its all good). I just think some redneck would mistake me for a Muslim (just Banzai Christianity, which is funny cuz Christians hate them) and shoot me.
Do I really need a religion? A philosophy professor of mine asked our class to live a weekend as if we had no religion. It really didn't change a thing (I actually think I drank less that weekend than usual).
With no religion, I tend to stress less about Commandments on steps and gay shepherds.
I wonder if Festivus has a religious background. I can dig it!