What can I say? I'm hopping on the bandwagon. I just moved to North Dakota, and along with getting my life back together and focusing on my career, I'm going to try to reconnect with friends from years past via the internet. Plus, you know, I like to talk about myself and stuff.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Same Shit, Different Day

I figure after the weekend I had, not that it was exciting or anything, I should probably check in with my blog readers.

Most of my weekend was spent at a high school girls hockey sports tournament if you can believe it. I think I checked out a game on Thursday, but maybe not, who can remember things that happened four days ago?

Then, Saturday I was pretty much a waste of life, until I hung around the hockey tournament with Cindy and Aarhus (the sports writer thinking of moving here) and Brian. I had the pleasure of watching the entire (3 periods and 2.5 overtimes) state tournament without a goal, only to take the tv reporter's daughter to the bathroom during the only (and sudden death) score of the game. On the bright side of things, I totally saw the score coming, so I expected the buzzer of a goal while I was politely waiting for the daughter. Still, for as much as I'll probably complain about it, it's not like it was anything more than a high school hockey tourney and I wasn't doing anything more than bullshitting, so I could afford to get away while people who were actually working probably couldn't. Then, Cindy and Aarhus needed dinner after a hard day at work and I like beer, so we went to Applebee's and then the bar in the hotel Aarhus was staying at. I lost pathetically in a game of pool and then I had the pleasure of chatting with my favorite ad department girl and her fiance. She also has cats so I think we bonded. Plus, I learned from her that a pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea is only $8 at that bar. Woo.

Tonight, Sunday, I read some of my Rolling Stone magazine, oh and don't tell anyone but Entertainment Weekly too. I'm currently reading something about a mission to Mars in RS. It's not that interesting but I don't like space that much. Go figure. Then, I cleaned, kind of. Then, I cooked myself a nice dinner. And then Nate called while I was watching Junebug. I like movies but I love Nate, so I took the call. When I finally got back to the movie, I bawled and bawled. Amy Adams is absolutely precious. I'm a straight female and I just loved her. Despite my emotional problems, I would recommend it to anyone. It's not really a downer, well, not that much anyway, but it was just very sincere. Much better than Thumbsucker, the other 2005 Sundance movie I've recently watched. That movie was pretty lame and felt like it lasted forever even though that's impossible. I still haven't watched Murderball or Vanilla Sky but I will try to get to them this week.

Probably not tomorrow, though, when the best show on TV is on. Yay 24. Plus, I'll be at work late. Not that you need to know this but I have a ladies doctor appointment tomorrow, so I'm going to work a little late. Ugh.

Anyway, on that note, I'm off to read a little of The Sandman (so I can read V is for Vendetta before the movie comes out...oh, and I also ordered books on half.com - one of which was Y: The Last Man) before bed.

Monday, February 20, 2006

Seven years of college down the drain...

I'm sitting at my computer, checking in on my friends' blogs and listening to a mix I recently made. And then it hits me, I'm reading Casey's blog, and understanding every bit of the comic nerdiness he's spouting off about, and listening to Andrew Bird's new album, and I realize that I am who my college friends have made me. It gets worse when I relive the experiences of the wine and cheese party at Shayna's. Not that the college friends haven't seen this, but for the rest of you:

Anyway, it made me all nostalgic tonight, in part, but then I was really thankful for the people, who outside of my family, really shaped what I am today.

Or put in a less sentimental way, they're the people that somewhere down the line I was bound to find, because we have so much in common. Casey and I have always threatened to read comics, and now, apart from one another, we've finally made good on those promises. Casey's starting with different basics than me, but I guess ultimately I'm still a product of my father, because I'm starting with Frank Miller's Batman comics. Though, Alan Moore is soon to cross my path.

Don't tell Casey this but I'm a little worried about my comic obsession. I think I might be opening up myself to a new addiction, one where I will spend more money than I have and stay up later than I should to enjoy it.

Okay, now that I'm talking about it, I'm just going to finish up reading my daily political readings (thanks, Dad, for getting me back into that habit) so that I can get to The Dark Knight Returns (so I can get to The Sandman, so I can get to Y: The Last Man, so I can go buy V is for Vendetta before it comes out in theaters). Oh, and some day, I plan to get to all of those historical books Casey has been telling me about for decades.

Oh, and speaking of Casey, I love his friend Pete. I have no idea who this kid is, and all I know is that he lives in Chicago. But anybody who has a slightly bad day and finishes the sentence with "I need a beer..." has got to be a good friend of mine. How does Casey find these people and I don't? Why is Casey so much more interesting than me? Damn him...anyway, off to comics.

Oh, by the way (goddamnit), my mom broke two bones in her shoulder skiing. God, now my mom and my dad are more kick-ass than I am. All the more reason to delve into the world of comic books...

When did I become a 15-year-old boy?

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Cab & Brie on a Sunday

I'm not snobby, but I sound like it on my blog...

This has been a Sunday to remember, but not really in a good way. It's a Sunday that feels like a Monday. When you wake up early and anxious for no reason, you know the Sunday isn't going to be a good one.

The good news is that both Brie and my favorite crackers were on sale at the grocery store, so now I have both. And anyway, it's fun to be tied for the snobbiest person in North Dakota.

Oh, the details on my Sunday are not exciting. Nothing happened, it's just one of those days where you get ideas in your head of accomplishing things and instead squandering the day.

Aside from Grocery Shopping, I managed to accomplish the noble task of watching Thumbsucker. I have to say it wasn't quite a waste of time, but I probably could have better spent my time by reading The Dark Knight Returns. Still, I saw a preview for Junebug, which made me put the movie at number one, so I can watch it by the end of the week. I need to finally suck it up and watch Murderball, because I know I'll like it; I just know it won't be as fun to watch as Hitch, which I never got. Oops, all this movie talk reminds me that I need to start getting a pool together for the Oscars. Where are all my good friends who do this for me?

Even though I could carry on a lot longer (out of boredom), and probably should (since I have to imagine something interesting happened this week and since I did have a pretty action-packed Saturday), I'm going to end here....after I tell you about my three new favorite songs:

1. I Will Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab - Best song they've had since, well, before most people started listening to Death Cab, and certainly since they were made famous on The O.C.
2. Handle With Care - Jenny Lewis - Okay, Okay, this features Ben Gibbard of Death Cab too, and I should probably hate it, but I have to say that the song reminded me how much I like the original and how maybe I have found some bands worth sticking with...if they grew up with the classics that I did, they're going to be all right.
3. Feels Good Being Somebody Else - Dios Malos - Is there a better first line than: "I'm self-absorbed and I'm lazy"? It's a catchy one, and I don't mind saying I quite like it.

Anyway, back to wine and cancelled television shows.

I'll try to write more often, but you can blame my dad, who made me start reading about politics again, for my recent absence.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Good, I love that guy...

(Thanks to Nate for the title.)

I just watched Crash.

Without getting too much into it, I thought it was good, sad (judge it based on the tracks of the tears running off my face) and thought-provoking. But that's not why I'm here. If you are a person who reads my blog, you'll either have already seen the movie or not be surprised at all that I like an Oscar-nominated drama.

I'm here, because I love Ryan Phillippe. How many good performances does this guy have to give before someone recognizes that he's a good actor? Seriously, I don't know whatever happened in the gossip columns so I don't know if he's still with Reese Witherspoon, but good lord, he deserves more praise than her. Two things you should know: 1) I actually kind of like Reese Witherspoon. 2) While I think he deserves a lot of credit, while they were together, I did think it was cool of Phillippe to be a man about staying home and letting his wife be the breadwinner. Yay the 21st century! All right, back to ragging on Reese: she's seriously played the pretty blonde/ doe-eyed girl and June Carter. That's it. It's not exactly like she's branched out until this last role as Mrs. Cash. Ryan Phillippe on the other hand has played a punk kid with AIDS, a well-intentioned Popular Kid, a Criminal and a cop. Plus, seriously, he's gorgeous. Why does everybody recognize everybody else in the movie but him? I mean, didn't Matt Dillon get an Oscar nomination as well? Everybody loves Don Cheadle (okay, rightfully so). And well, Sandra Bullock and Brendan Fraser have given their most serious performances in years. And well, it's always newsworthy when a rapper can actually act (sorry, but Will Smith, we were surprised at your skills, and well, 50 cent, you are exactly what the world expected from rappers trying to act). Good job Ludacris. Anyway, with all that competition, it is less surprising that Ryan Phillippe went overlooked, but seriously that man has some acting chops and it's time he got some recognition from the rest of the world. Phillippe, man, Nate and I salute you. Someday when we make movies together, we'll help make you the star you deserve to be.

Validation (Sorry, Dad) and yet another Rant

I'm about three weeks behind everyone else in the world, but I'm finally reading and watching things talking about the State of the Union. I'm sorry, Dad, your comments were reaffirming but you're more optimistic than most.

To validate my post on the State of the Union, I offer you:

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/02/08/politics/08dems.html?ex=1140238800&en=89621d7ca81fa820&ei=5070&emc=eta1 (an article from the New York Times--you know, the really liberal media--on how Democrats need a platform on which to stand)

And This:

http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/the_daily_show/videos/most_recent/index.jhtml?start=17 (no, it's not just for stoners--The Daily Show--on the State of the Union. Most memorably, Jon Stewart edits the Democratic Response to show how many times Kaine said "There's a Better Way" and then said something to the effect of, "If you have this better way, please send it to Democratic Headquarters; PO Box 18; and remember, the elections are only 9 months away.")

So, I'm not completely off-base. I will say, though, that maybe like me the dems are just procrastinators and they'll pull it together in time. After all, they've got the right idea.

Anyway, enough politics, let's talk crudely.

Ever since Bob Saget said in Half Baked, "I used to suck dick for coke. Now that's an addiction. You ever suck some dick for marijuana?" I have loved the man. I'm not knocking the man that Bob Saget used to be. I love Danny Tanner. Though, I do have to say that America's Funniest Home Videos was pretty cheesy.

Anyway, some douchebag writes in to Rolling Stone, about how Bob Saget is falling for comedic peer pressure to be so crude. After all, it's not like the man could change his mind, or grow up. To whatever idiot wrote the article, I say, "Fuck You." Bob Saget can do what Bob Saget wants, and frankly, he's funnier now and he's even a little cooler. And what's more, heaven forbid one comedian should go from clean to dirty. How many comedians have we lost to the fact that they had kids and stopped being crude? So, you keep your Damon Wayans, Rosie O'Donnell, Whoopi Goldberg, and the like. We'll take Bob Saget and the two or three other comedians who swing the other way as they get older. You, sir or ma'am, can keep being an idiot.

That's all for this edition of rants about things that no one cares about, except me.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

My Democratic Response...

Two things before this post begins: 1) I wanted to do this as a column for my paper, but I was talked out of it. I was talked out of it because I am the political reporter for our paper, and even if it's not The New York Times, it's probably best that my biases don't come out that easily. So, if the writing seems like more column-y that's because it was my original intention. 2) This is the most intellectual post I've done, so please feel free to open that good bottle of cab and drink it while nibbling on some brie and cracked pepper crackers.

Without further ado, my response to the democratic response (from Tuesday's State of the Union Address):

A few weeks ago, in an effort to rile me up, Pete defended the conservative movement in the government and had the audacity to ask me what the democrats stood for.

I was shocked and appalled. Then, as if it were a staring contest, I blinked.

Despite my left-leaning tendencies, I could not prattle off any tenets that my party has.

Pete then started listing at least three principles that the GOP has stood for in the past decade under their majority. I'm sure he could have spouted off more but he quit when he heard the sound of my heart breaking.

In my head, which was also throbbing, I was still trying to recall from civics lessons in high school or from 2004's presidential election, just what democrats stood for. I remembered from high school that they were the party of big government, to provide help to every American. Then, I remembered that the republicans had gotten the country to forget this fact by allegedly appealing to middle America's moral values. I remembered from high school that they were the party that helped the little guy, the little guy meaning America's many blue collar workers and being supportive of workers unions. Again, by appealing to the Christian values, the republicans had taken that away from us too.

Was there anything else the democrats stood for? Did I miss something? We had to have some platform didn't we? Apparently not. I googled both the republicans and democrats and went to their official sites for closer inspection. While when you look at their histories, both are pretty vague, the republicans do actually list a couple of their tenets. "Individuals, not government, can make the best decisions; all people are entitled to equal rights; and decisions are best made close to home." Sure, it's not definitive, but pretty clearly you understand they're not a party that's pro-big government. When Dubya ran in 2004, the republicans came out with a 92-page platform. It talked about republican heroes of years past: Reagan, Teddy Roosevelt and Honest Abe (the founder). It also outlined five areas W. was going to focus on. Maybe it's because we lost, but the democrats website didn't contain a platform. And our "about us" page online says, "Over 200 years ago, our party's founders decided that wealth and social status were not an entitlement to rule." What a great statement! Seriously. But that was 200 years ago. What are we doing now? Well, it seems in the last 200 years, we've had some good leaders who've stood for some good things. Again, according to the site: FDR (social programs like social security and WPA); Truman (NATO, early civil rights); JFK (progressive space program, gorgeous); Johnson (war on poverty, civil rights, Medicare); Carter (ending conflict in the middle east); Clinton (working for the poor and lower middle class). But we never come out and say what we stand for. How has the party progressed? How have we taken these great leaders and modified our vision? As a party it seems we haven't gotten that far yet. In the last paragraph of our vision: "While we have accomplished a great deal -- as a nation and a party, we must continue to move forward in the 21st century." No hows, just that it must be done.

So, I'm already feeling a little down. And not to give away the ending, but no, I'm not declaring myself a republican. But I am eagerly awaiting the State of the Union, because of the impact it could have on the midterm elections this year. I had hope the democratic response would offer some insight as to what the democrats were going to stand for in '06.

"Had" is the operative word in the previous sentence, because I quickly lost faith in my party, despite an inspirational speech. Virginia Gov. Timothy Kaine gave the response. It was a perfect set up: no one up for election in the house or senate, and a fresh new face for the party and one who had made some real reforms for the commonwealth of Virginia. I was excited. Then, as I'm listening, I'm only looking for a theme or a tenet. And all I'm hearing is, "There's a better way." I don't disagree with Kaine. I think this Bush administration isn't helping America. In fact, I think he's hurting it. So, yes, there is a better way. Preach on, Kaine. Oh wait, you don't offer the better way. Oh wait, you spout off what is wrong, and that it can be done to be better. But how? Obviously it's working in Virginia, but how can the whole nation work like it's going in your state? Nothing but "There's a better way." It not only pissed me off, but it broke my heart again.

Our party knows that the current administration isn't good. People, like me, who follow along with the party, know that Bush isn't right for America. But we're having a real hard time selling it. Part of that is the loss of our spine. More often then not, when they call us on something, we cower. When they claim that we're pro-big government, we shouldn't apologize. We should say, "Fuck yeah, we are." Big government doesn't mean clusterfucks like the disaster relief of Hurricane Katrina unless you put cronies in those positions. Big government does mean helping other Americans. It does mean that we may have to raise taxes on the people who have the money to give. It does mean that we'll help others in need, because that is what America stands for. And none of this trickle-down bullshit. If Bush really wanted to make trickle-down economics work, the oil and gas companies who are making the most money they've ever made, would be forced to lower the gas prices so the rest of us aren't getting anally raped when we fill up our tanks.

If anything, I don't think my party necessarily needs to change its tenets, but it definitely needs to stand up for them. Yeah, so Ted Kennedy is for health care reform, and Rep. Sanders is against most of the Patriot Act, and, while I disagree, Lieberman is for parental advisory labels, at least stand up and regain your back-bone and say we're for something. We do have some tenets. No apologies from democratic liberals who are both religious and pro-choice. No apologies for raising taxes if it means the poor and the sick and those affected by horrible natural disasters are helped by it. Hooray for higher taxes because it means when I retire I'm going to be taken care of, and hooray for higher taxes because if I have kids that I don't abort (because I should have the right to abort them) they'll be taken care of by their children. I think democrats would be surprised to learn that if they didn't apologize for what they stood for they might have some real supporters.

Bush knows that there is a lot of partisanship. He knows that there are a lot of people who strongly disagree with him. He doesn't sweep it under the rug, though. He calls us on it.

At his speech on Tuesday, the smartest thing he said (that had some truth to it: because, hell yeah, our dependence on foreign oil is bad and we should look at hybrid cars etc., but I highly doubt W. will fund any of those programs well enough) was that "Hindsight alone is not wisdom, and second-guessing is not a strategy."

He called democrats out on our spinelessness and our bullshit. He's right. We don't like the war in Iraq or his health care reform or the way he does Medicare or his environmental policy. In fact, we're against most things he does, hence the partisan clapping at his speech. But, fuck, if we offered anything other than apologies maybe more people would respect us. If we had a plan, more people might follow. If we keep saying that there's a better way, and not offering a way, then we're in danger of dying. This doesn't make me agree with the current administration and their Christian conservatism, but it does make me wonder what the future of my party is.

On Tuesday, for the first time, despite two crushing presidential losses, I was worried about the future of my democratic party.

And I'm not saying I have all the answers. I have a few tenets I'd like to run on (should I ever run for office, though there are a few things I've done that could have me dragged through the mud) but I'd support my party if they were at least willling to stand up for those principles or evolve theirs from 200 years ago.

It's a sad day when one loses faith in his vision of America. It's a sadder day when one loses his faith in his party. It's the saddest day when one loses faith in his party to uphold that American ideal.

Good luck democrats in 2006, in coming up with a vision and gaining the support of the Americans. I hope the best for you, but I'm losing that faith, despite a corrupt republican party.

So, to you snooty bloggers who have made it through this, good night and good luck.