Obiter Dictum

Woman's virtue is man's greatest invention --- Cornelia Otis Skinner

Monday, February 27

So. Wrong.

Yet, I laughed. I always do.

So will you.

Thursday, February 23

From the Comments to the Front Page

Where it belongs!

What TV show, old and off the air, do you absolutely love?

Tuesday, February 21

I'm a Dumbass

I should have bought a bigger Ipod!

Saturday, February 18


My 1000th post! It goes a little something like this:

A nasty secret of the adult world: Grownups work on Saturday.

they never told me. I want a refund.

Friday, February 17

Rising up......

The guy from Survivor thinks that Eye of the Tiger is still in the fabric of America.

Is he right?

Beyond Blessed

So, my nephew was driving home from work yesterday (in the Motherland) and managed to slip on a patch of ice and ended up flipping his car (Geo tracker) over. Windows busted out. Side mirrors gone. God only knows what the frame is like.

And he walked away without a scratch. Broken glass all over the place, and not even a scratch! Amazing.

The first MY dad insisted was that he was going too fast. (Aren't dads like that?) But, as there was a patrol car right behind him as he got on the ramp, they assured us all that no, he wasn't going too fast. It was just icy. No tickets were issued. No stern warnings.

They towed the car to our favorite dealer (since he was on the Iowa side of the river. I'm sure that had something to do with the problem in the first place.) and I'm pretty sure they'll total the car. The damage HAS to be more than the worth of a 1997 Geo Tracker.

The funniest part of the whole ordeal? My nephew says that he got out of the car (which was resting very comfortably on the passenger side door) and ran.

Ran. My sister asked why he did that (aren't moms like that?) His genius answer?

"I thought it was going to blow up. Hey, I've seen those movies!"

I still crack up just thinking about it. I'm glad he's okay so I don't feel bad about laughing at his silly behind.

Wednesday, February 15

Today's CD

Is one of my favorite Sting albums ever.


Coincidentally, or not, it was recorded on September 11, 2001.

Monday, February 13

I broke down

and bought an Ipod. Just a tiny one.

I feel so dirty.

A happy book for Valentine's Day

Nice touch with the candy hearts.


my sister and my dad and my aunt and uncle.....some cousins......

All went to the auto show today.

I'm at work.

Then I'll be at school.

Surely, you can see the unfairness of this.....

Yep, I got nothin

sorry, folks. Nothing much doing lately. Nothing much but LARC and illegal wiretaps, that is. Until that fun is over, it'll probably be pretty dull over this a-way. Other people have interesting things going on, though.

Chris, over at Cynical-C just got married! Congrats.

I would blog about Ozzie not doing the White House visit, but its too stupid to comment about. Mountain, meet molehill.

I would blog about Kwan's departure from the Olympics, but I'm sure Chuck will have that covered.

So, really, what's left?

Baseball starts in a few short weeks. Actually, I think pitchers report this week. THANK GOD!

Speaking of baseball, the one Cub I can actually root for signed a 1 year extension this week. I love it when Z is on the mound.

Wednesday, February 8

Now, I ain't sayin' she's a golddigger.....

This song always makes me think of my friend Georgia.

Both of them (the song and Georgia) crack me up.

Love the bands. I'm digging the Grammys. Are they this good every year?

Casting my lot with the grammys

You know, I haven't watched the Grammys -- from beginning to end-- since I was in high school. Despite my youthful appearance (stop laughing!) that was a long time ago.

So, I decided, tonight I'm going to do exactly that.

Right now, Sir Paul is on. I'm digging it. So far I have liked everyone except Coldplay. I know they're a big deal, but I don't get it. I don't.

Sir Paul has a great sense of humor.

I know its sacrilegious....but I like U2's Helter Skelter better. Not that I don't like the original..... its just a preference. Sir Paul is doing a damn good job with it, though. He said he wanted to rock, and rockin he is.

An hour and fifteen into the show and I'm not bored yet. This is a good thing.

Oh yes, one other thing. Kelly Clarkson's dress for her performance.......looked like a red reject from Gone with the Wind. I was NOT feeling that dress. I love her, though. She's fab.

2 junior cheeseburgers at Wendys......

Or a brand new, pristine copy of one of my favorite books. I think I got the better bargain this time.

I may have mentioned this book before. But, if I haven't, its basically a biography of Rick Bragg's mother. But, in a lot of ways, it is much more than that. Perhaps, given all the hoopla over James Frey's bio, I'd better call this a memoir. That's semantics, of course, but all the same....

Anyway, I can't tell you how I came across this book the first time, but I recommend it to everyone now. Bragg has a very quick, easy and hilarious way of writing. I would compare this book to Frank McCourt's Angela's Ashes.....although not quite as depressing as all that.

Give it a read if you're so inclined. But I was very stoked to get a brand new copy for 2 bucks!

Double Shot

Shot #1: To all those who are complaining about the "politicizing" of the Coretta Scott King funeral I say to you "Get over it."

Shot #2: A nice black history month post! All rolled into one.

This is Martin Luther King Jr's Eulogy for three of the four kids killed in the 16th Street Baptist Church bombing. Little bit of politicking going on here. I helpfully highlighted it for you.

Someone posted (probably over on Daily Kos) that there was an example of a great political eulogy. Act III s.2 of Julius Ceasar. Classic

The Eulogy:

This afternoon we gather in the quiet of this sanctuary to pay our last tribute of respect to these beautiful children of God. They entered the stage of history just a few years ago, and in the brief years that they were privileged to act on this mortal stage, they played their parts exceedingly well. Now the curtain falls; they move through the exit; the drama of their earthly life comes to a close. They are now committed back to that eternity from which they came.

These children-unoffending, innocent, and beautiful-were the victims of one of the most vicious and tragic crimes ever perpetrated against humanity.

And yet they died nobly. They are the martyred heroines of a holy crusade for freedom and human dignity. And so this afternoon in a real sense they have something to say to each of us in their death. They have something to say to every minister of the gospel who has remained silent behind the safe security of stained-glass windows. They have something to say to every politician [Audience:] (Yeah) who has fed his constituents with the stale bread of hatred and the spoiled meat of racism. They have something to say
to a federal government that has compromised with the undemocratic practices of southern Dixiecrats (Yeah) and the blatant hypocrisy of right-wing northern Republicans. (Speak) They have something to say to every Negro (Yeah) who has passively accepted the evil system of segregation and who has stood on the sidelines in a mighty struggle for justice. They say to each of us, black and white alike, that we must substitute courage for caution. They say to us that we must be concerned not merely about who murdered them, but about the system, the way of life, the philosophy which produced the murderers. Their death says to us that we must work passionately and unrelentingly for the realization of the American dream.

And so my friends, they did not die in vain. (Yeah) God still has a way of wringing good out of evil. (Oh yes) And history has proven over and over again that unmerited suffering is redemptive. The innocent blood of these little girls may well serve as a redemptive force (Yeah) that will bring new light to this dark city. (Yeah) The holy Scripture says, "A little child shall lead them." (Oh yeah) The death of these little children may lead our whole Southland (Yeah) from the low road of man's inhumanity to man to the high road of peace and brotherhood. (Yeah, Yes) These tragic deaths may lead our nation to substitute an aristocracy of character for an aristocracy of color. The spilled blood of these innocent girls may cause the whole citizenry of Birmingham (Yeah) to transform the negative extremes of a dark past into the positive extremes of a bright future. Indeed this tragic event may cause the white South to come to terms with its conscience. (Yeah)

And so I stand here to say this afternoon to all assembled here, that in spite of the darkness of this hour (Yeah Well), we must not despair. (Yeah, Well) We must not become bitter (Yeah, That's right), nor must we harbor the desire to retaliate with violence. No, we must not lose faith in our white brothers. (Yeah, Yes) Somehow we must believe that the most misguided among them can learn to respect the dignity and the worth of all human personality.

May I now say a word to you, the members of the bereaved families? It is almost impossible to say anything that can console you at this difficult hour and remove the deep clouds of disappointment which are floating in your mental skies. But I hope you can find a little consolation from the universality of this experience. Death comes to every individual. There is an amazing democracy about death. It is not aristocracy for some of the people, but a democracy for all of the people. Kings die and beggars die;
rich men and poor men die; old people die and young people die. Death comes to the innocent and it comes to the guilty. Death is the irreducible common denominator of all men.

I hope you can find some consolation from Christianity's affirmation that death is not the end. Death is not a period that ends the great sentence of life, but a comma that punctuates it to more lofty significance. Death is not a blind alley that leads the human race into a state of nothingness, but an open door which leads man into life eternal. Let this daring faith, this great invincible surmise, be your sustaining power during these trying days.

Now I say to you in conclusion, life is hard, at times as hard as crucible steel. It has its bleak and difficult moments. Like the ever-flowing waters of the river, life has its moments of drought and its moments of flood. (Yeah, Yes) Like the ever-changing cycle of the seasons, life has the soothing warmth of its summers and the piercing chill of its winters. (Yeah) And if one will hold on, he will discover that God walks with him (Yeah, Well), and that God is able (Yeah, Yes) to lift you from the fatigue of despair to the buoyancy of hope, and transform dark and desolate valleys into sunlit paths of inner peace.

And so today, you do not walk alone. You gave to this world wonderful children. [moans] They didn't live long lives, but they lived meaningful lives. (Well) Their lives were distressingly small in quantity, but
glowingly large in quality. (Yeah) And no greater tribute can be paid to you as parents, and no greater epitaph can come to them as children, than where they died and what they were doing when they died. (Yeah) They did not die

in the dives and dens of Birmingham (Yeah, Well), nor did they die discussing and listening to filthy jokes. (Yeah) They died between the sacred walls of the church of God (Yeah, Yes), and they were discussing the eternal meaning (Yes) of love. This stands out as a beautiful, beautiful thing for all generations. (Yes) Shakespeare had Horatio to say some beautiful words as he stood over the dead body of Hamlet. And today, as I stand over the remains of these beautiful, darling girls, I paraphrase the words of Shakespeare: (Yeah, Well): Good night, sweet princesses. Good night, those who symbolize a new day. (Yeah, Yes) And may the flight of angels (That's right) take thee to thy eternal rest. God bless you

Tuesday, February 7

Dolph, meet Jack.

I am NOT making it up. Stop saying that!

it is funny, though.

Monday, February 6

Still Crazy after all these years

I'm a hopeless optimist. I recognize the fault and you would think that, after all this time, I would have gotten over it.

But, I haven't. Which is why this story bothers me. These two have millions of dollars. And they are quibbling over over the price of an appearance? I understand that this is how they now make their money, and they need to protect the value of making personal appearances. I do understand that.

But, I don't like it. I think its greedy. I hope its not true.

And the fact that I'm willing to BELIEVE its not true reiterates the idea of perpetual optimism.

Sunday, February 5

All I did was type in my name!

You will go to jail for:
You claimed sex toys as a business expense on your tax forms

Take this quiz at

Saturday, February 4

Unlike Unnamed Source, I guessed on ALL of them. :o) Okay, maybe I knew one or two.... No, seriously.

You Passed 8th Grade Science

Congratulations, you got 8/8 correct!

damn shame

I don't have the money to go bidding on these on Ebay. They're gorgeous. They're my size. They're cheap.....ish. Certainly less than they would NORMALLY ($520) cost.

I will not choo....I will not chooo....I will not chooooooo.....

I TOLD you people I was normal!

Your Social Dysfunction:

Being average in terms of how social you are, as well as the amount of self-esteem you have, you're pretty much normal. Good on you.

Take this quiz at

Please note that we aren't, nor do we claim to be, psychologists. This quiz is for fun and entertainment only. Try not to freak out about your results.

Friday, February 3

Something (Else) New

The Sun Times had an interesting article/panel discussion on the movie with some women from the area.

Its a very interesting read.

In case you were wondering

Whatever happened to Dolph Lundgren

(yes you were. don't lie.)

Can you believe

we live in a world where there is a Big Momma's House 2?!

No, seriously.

I'm usually not a movie snob, but this is just......come on! First they ruin great cartoons with live action (Fat Albert, Scooby Doo, etc.) and now there is a sequel to Big Momma's House?! Because one wasn't bad enough?

And they're wondering why the box office has been sinking?

Something New

Well, I saw a preview of this movie last weekend and I meant to blog about it.


Anyway, its just out this weekend so its not like I'm late, right?

(Not that there is anything I can do about it now anyway.)

the movie was cute. It didn't hit any wrong notes, and it hit a lot of right notes. (Indy native Mike Epps, for one. Simon Baker for another....) It made me crack up in some places, and then crack up again in other places. Alfre Woodard can do no wrong.

Its not a must see, in my opinion, but it is cute.


I thought this would be stupid, but it actually made me cry I was laughing so hard.

Stupid, and laughing so hard you cry aren't mutually exclusive come to think of it.

I haven't had this much fun with a book since I ran across this one last year.

Happy Birthday, PPC!

Lots of people take their birthday off work. Smart is the woman who takes the entire WEEK of her birthday off!

Good job!

Thursday, February 2

Campaign Starts Now

To get Matt Dillon the Oscar he deserves for Crash.

(and I can't believe Thandie, Don and Michael Pena weren't nominated as well!)

Wednesday, February 1

I can't wait to see this one.

I love etiquette books. I can't wait to see this one.

I wonder

I wonder if I'll have time this week to blog about the death of Coretta Scott King.

I wonder if Crash will get the Academy Award that it deserves.

I wonder if I'll even watch the Academy Awards. (oh yeah, Jon Stewart is hosting. I forgot.)

I wonder if this dark period of American history will EVER end.

I wonder how many people watched the State of the Union last night.

I wonder whatever happened to the great "Social Security Reform" that was promised in LAST year's speech.

I wonder if anyone realizes how fucked up the new medicare drug program is. State admins know, but does anyone else?

I wonder if I'll get all my cases for my brief read over the weekend.

Happy February!