Monday, 30 August 2004
|1006 - Two TV notes|
The August 9th episode of Jimmy Kimmel Live, with Quentin Tarantino, Lenny Kravitz, and me, will rerun Friday, September 3. If you missed it (because the football game ran long, or just because), here's your chance to get it on tape.
The dating contest continues...and there's apparently more interest out there than I thought. There's a message on the Jimmy Kimmel Live message board from a lady hoping to get a date today, on her birthday. I'm sorry to say she'll be disappointed about the day, although I don't know anything more about whether she (or anyone else) will be selected.
current mood: pleased
|1203 - A normal weekend|
This past weekend was the first one in a while that I wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. I got home from LA Friday afternoon, with no hassles. Saturday was for recovering. We didn't do much of anything at all.
Sunday was at the Minnesota Renaissance Festival. We spent quite a bit of time talking to rillaspins and melissasutton, and the rest of it wandering around and not being even a little famous. For me, the highlight of the day was when Zilch the Torysteller played what he said was the most-requested song at faire: Free Bird. He did a credible job of it, complete with lyrics that had been rewritten to be period-appropriate. (Aside to my non-rennie friends: For some weird reason, it seems to be a standard thing to ask a musician - any musician - "Play Free Bird!". Anyone have any idea why?)
It started raining about 4; when it slacked off about 4:30, we headed home, with a stop for Chinese food. "Did you go to the Renaissance festival?" "No, we always dress like this." One of these days, someone will believe us...
current mood: relaxed
current music: Lynyrd Skynyrd - Free Bird
|1457 - Buying shoes can be a pain|
I need a pair of shoes. For various reasons, these need to be styled like dress oxfords, in black, but with steel toes and slip-resistant soles (and the more obviously non-standard for dress oxfords, the better). I also need to be able to spit-shine them to within an inch of their lives - yes, to the military standard "see your reflection in them".
Several companies make almost the right thing. Red Wing and Dickies have stuff that will almost work, plus or minus the shine (the texture of the surface isn't quite smooth enough to make me comfortable with them, although I suspect they will work). I even found some at a local store, but, this being Fairmont, the size selection was limited to everything but my size.
My feet are a bit hard to fit. I have very tall arches, and short and wide soles - 7-1/2 to 8, in E-EE width. I can find something to wear, usually, but if I'm looking for a specific shoe, it gets harder. I suspect I'm going to have to go visit the Red Wing store in Mankato to find what I'm looking for. If I were going to visit Paul's parents in Merrill, Wisconsin, I'd go hit the factory store of a manufacturer there, but that's a 6-hour drive that I don't have any other plans to make before Christmas, and I need them sooner than that.
Addendum: Looks like the Red Wing 4408 is what I'm looking for...
current mood: annoyed
|1959 - Whole lot of hating going on|
I'm getting really depressed at the level of hatred and invective directed at President Bush. Not because I think that the guy's the savior of the world - no man is - but simply because I believe that it portends a lurch back to the far left in the White House, and that scares me to the depths of my soul.
The latest is the hatred sent his way by folks in New York City. Now, I would have thought that a city that, in many ways, is still recovering, both financially and emotionally, from 9/11 would welcome the massive infusion of people, bringing massive amounts of money to spend, and the show of support from a major political party. Not so. It appears to me that NYC doesn't want all that from folks that it disagrees with politically.
I'm unashamedly a conservative Republican. On 9/12/2001, I bought an expensive camera in NYC, rather than waiting till I got home and mail-ordering, because I felt that the city could use the tax revenue...just my small contribution. I'm regretting that decision now. If the city doesn't want Republicans' money, why should I help?
There's a lot of complaining about security measures that are no worse than the measures Boston had to put up with just a month ago, and a lot of generalized hatred. "We don't want them here!" Would you want them there if the same mass of people came, not associated with a convention? Is it just that you object to their policies? Do they not have a right to congregate and advocate their viewpoints? Those same security measures would be needed wherever the convention was to be held. In case folks have forgotten, there's a bunch of people out there who would love nothing better than to turn a few thousand more deaths - especially of those associated with the party currently holding the White House - into their special political statement.
Folks I know, like, and respect have joined in this orgy of hate. I'm really saddened to see it. It really doesn't make any sense to me. My opinion of them hasn't changed, but I'm not going to get into the discussion with them any more because all I do is get depressed.
I'm terrified of a Kerry Presidency because I believe he would lead this country in exactly the wrong direction where it counts most: defense and the economy. He'd institute measures to stop sending jobs offshore without a single thought for the industries he'd destroy. He'd abdicate critical decisions on our foreign policy to our putative allies, never caring that their interests are often at odds with our own. He'd jack up taxes on the average American in order to buy votes by giving the money away to those who would not work for it. He'd drive as many more nails in the coffin of the Second Amendment as he thought he could get away with, not only by overt legislative action, but by insidious and illegal regulations of the kind the Clinton Administration committed, and by supporting anti-gun senators like Charles Schumer and Diane Feinstein in their quest to make sure the federal bench is packed with those who do not recognize that it means what it says.
Even so, we survived eight years of Bill Clinton. We will probably survive four years (or, merciful $DEITY, even eight) of John Kerry. We won't be better off at the end of it, but we'll survive it. I simply would rather not have to do so.
current mood: depressed