According to Yahoo News, CIA Director George Tenet is history . According to the article, Tenet resigned, predictably for "personal reasons". I'm sure he's suddenly decided he wants to spend a hell of a lot more time with his family. Of course it has
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For the last couple of days, I've been thinking about the Dancing Baby a lot. As I mentioned before, I jog; mainly so that I can eat lots of unhealthy processed food. You think I'm joking, but I'm not. Back in college, my school (go UC Santa Cruz, go Banana Slugs!) sent home a questionaire asking for parents to send in the recipe for the child's favorite food
"The Venga Bus is coming..." Six Flags Amusement is running a curious commercial on New York television. A bus pulls up to the curb, and out jumps this hyper old guy, except it's obvious he's wearing one of those fake bald-skin caps. Like a swimming cap, but flesh colored. This techno dance tune beings playing, and the guy just starts jumping around
Jennifer (the wife) and I went out to walk the street fairs, today. When the weather is good, New York is rampant with street fairs, every weekend day. Of course, all the street fairs have the same kinds of junk. Crystal cubes with silvery air bubble buildings, airbrushes of the World Trade Center, and the pickle place. The pickle place has great pickles, thr
After much looking, I've found my next job: "Psychotherapy center seeks an attractive woman to do sex/surrogate therapy work.The technique consists of a combination of massage, sensual healing and energy work, incorporating the Masters and Johnson method. Training is provided and the work is therapeutic, legal and legitimate. Compensation: $50.00
That's funny. Actually, in the New York City market, Al Franken's show on Air America Radio is now beating Rush Limbaugh's, during the hours they go head to head; according to the Arbitron rating service.
I was listening to Air America Radio this morning. They announced a new show from a guy with the unlikely name "Bobby Kennedy Jr.". Since I'm lazy, I'm not going to bother checking if he's the BKjr, but I'm guessing no. On the other hand, he is a crank. So far, AAR has been good about having funny hosts, but this guy just sounds nuts. Like he's stepp
Anyway, my last post talked about stalemated wars. As I mentioned, I've been listening to Ice T's "Colors", imagining Crips and Bloods trying like beasts to get at each other, grasping through prison bars. That's what our country's come to. I live in the East Village of New York City. Everyone around me is liberal, and we demonize the people living i
Interesting. I didn't know that. I do think that since Europe needs Middle Eastern oil just like the U.S., Europe is as much a long term target of Al Queda as the U.S. is. As I understand it, Al Queda wants the Western presence to be gone from the Middle East, and as long as the First World needs oil, that's not going to happen.
Reply To: Poetmom99 Well, I agree that I should try to make every card personal, but I find myself drifting into the same sentence constructions for many notes, and I've received enough thank you notes to know I'm not the only one with this problem. On top of that, the really important thing to me is that these people came to my wedding. I guess I feel that the gifts get too much attention in general. The wedding should be about two people
I've been listening to Ice-T's "Colors" the last day or two, on endless repeat. Predictably, that's led to lots of thinking about stalemated wars. By the way, I don't remember how good the movie is (although I do remember that it has a long love scene in the middle, that seems to go on for over 20 minutes, yawwwwn...), but an early scene has the camera view
That's really funny! If I were really concerned, I'd listen to "Sweet Caroline". I don't love the song, but I know that once I play it, I'll be hearing it in my head for the next two days.
Man, it's a hard knock life. I sometimes listen to songs on endless repeat. I think Jennifer sometimes wants to kill me, hearing the same notes and lyrics, time after time after time. It's my way to get back at her for playing Sunday public radio. NPR is like slow torture on Sundays. And I hate the fucking musical interludes. Anyway, the pro
I'm at home today, gray skies outside my apartment, working on thank you notes. The good news is that guest were generous were their gifts. The bad news is that I have to thank them. I'm genuinely thankful, but I hate writing the same stuff over and over again. It reminds me of when I was a teaching assistant and wrote the same stupid comments on nearly ever
Well, my guess is that I suffer from a mild case of megalomania. I joke about it with my wife, but I think that's what fills my spiritual needs. I guess there are worse psychological disorders.
I guess that won't come as a shock to anyone reading this. By the way, I am agnostic. I have no opinion on whether God does or doesn't exist, and perhaps He does me the pleasure of having no opinion on whether I do or do not exist. I've never any religious or spiritual hole in my life. When people talk about feeling His presence, or feeling a spiritual empti
For the record, and I don't even know whose record that would be, I'm Jewish, but about as unreligious as you can get. When Jennifer and I got pre-marriage counseling, I was honest with the rabbi and told him that I wasn't familiar with religious practice. Naturally, he started talking about how I could lead our (future, not yet!) children in personal prayer.
Ugh, that sounds a little too much like broccoli. I was just looking for a catchy subject. Okay, so I failed. Anyway, if you look at my last two entries, you'll see I'm analogizing between natural ecosystems, cities, and personalities. I think of my personality as being an ecosystem, much of which I still don't understand. I know that one compu
One of the reason's I've been thinking about maturity is that my life has been going through major changes. Only three weeks ago I got married, and late last year, I moved to New York City. I feel settled, and more or less at peace with myself. A little less than ten years ago I began an extended period of stress, depression, and change. It sta
That's hilarious. I think it's kind of true: the city is perpetually trying to hit rock bottom, but keeps missing.
I find my thinking keeps returning to the theme of maturity. My guess is that I'll talk about it more, in this blog. There's a scene in Jurassic Park where the scientists look down the hill at a large water hold, with various dinosaurs clustered around it. I'm doing this from memory, but I think there are apatosauri at the waters edge, pteradactyls flocking
Yeah, I need to switch to happier music. Actually, I just listened to a few Brady Bunch songs. Sure, they're annoying, but they're about as far from pessimistic as you can get.
Here I am, drinking instant coffee and browsing the NY Times and Craig's list job listings. I'm listening to music from "The Lord of the Rings": The Breaking of the Fellowship. Well, here's a surprise, the music is depressing. I guess there aren't many songs with "break" in the title that are happy. Anyway, the music is getting me all moody and sad, which is
For me, one of the hardest things about writing a blog entry is that I usually don't know say what I'm thinking about. I have a certain thought/feeling in my head, but I don't know how to set it down. I guess that distinguishes writers from the rest of us. For example, I listen to the rock musical "Jesus Christ: Superstar" periodically. I've listened a lot to
I live in the East Village, although that sounds better than the reality. People who know New York think divey bars and great unknown restaurants. Instead, think a big cheesy nightclub and a fast food place called "Roll 'N Roaster" on the corner. R&R just opened. For months, they've been working on remodeling that building, and Jennifer was all excited about