As odd as it may be for someone on the Internet to write this, I'm going to keep it in my pants.

Libs are already all excited about getting angry about the Obama-Orange Goblin deal, but I'm adopting a "wait and see and may as well start the squat thrusts in preparation for what's to come" attitude.

A few things are going to be certain if a deal is struck: a) firebaggers won't like it; b) teabaggers won't like it; c) the media will not point out that Republicans brought the entire financial world to a panic over what used to be a basic procedural vote and d) Obama will come out of it as the only grown-up in the room.

And as much as I can understand the libs' frustration over d), I say thank fucking Christ there's a grown-up left in Washington.

Well, it's official...our congressman is an idiot.

And apparently proud of it.

His predecessor took a lot of tough votes that actually did some good and created jobs in our district but paid a political price for it. This joker seems to be content to wank off the Tea Party and waste everyone's time with a bill that will never become law.

I'd like to think he'd be ashamed of this charade, but judging from what I could stomach to read from that press release, he's not. So here's a book you can send him...

If our society has to end, at least let it end with a Cantor smackdown...

I've got no problem with Obama shoving it right back in Cantor's oh-so-punchable face.

At the same time, I have no idea how it's going to play out. Will the corporate overlords eventually yank Cantor's leash back and tell him to behave, or has he gone all in with the teatards?

All I know, is if Glenn Beck can make a buck off the crazies, why can't I? So please tell your idiot neighbors to come here and click on the link below so they can stock up their survival bunkers!

You know we're fucked, right?

I mean, if it's true that Eric Cantor has veto power over the debt deal, we may as well stock up on iodine pills now.

It's not simply that he's a hyperpartisan and an idiot, it's that he has financial interest in the U.S.'s economic collapse.

Needless to say, when we're scurrying out gathering roots to take back to our basement bunkers, someone will mention that Obama should have been a better negotiator...

Slouching towards idiocracy...

It seems that the Republican plan to make sure nothing gets done so they can run on Obama getting nothing done is working, and the truly sad thing is they're not getting called on it. I've argued so many times with my liberal friends about Obama that I may as well repeat it here, how the fuck do you negotiate on an economic deal when one side is perfectly willing to let the country go to shit to "prove a point"? Especially when the Repubs can just as easily blame Obama for it?

Just back from vacay and a little wiped...

...so let's just make this another edition of what John Cole said.

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And anyone who still calls themselves a Republican is just an asshole. Really, you’ve had ample time to figure out your party is run by maniacs. If you’re still sticking around because the “Democrats are worse” or you think the party can turn it around or because you fancy yourself a small “c” conservative or you are a glibertarian or because you hate taxes or you think Dennis Kucinich is weird (he is), you’re just an asshole. And incredibly stupid.
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It is a little harsh but...no, wait, I take that back, it's fine.

Don't worry Michelle, I'll help you out...

It seems you're having trouble with your campaign songs, with Tom Petty and Katrina...er, Waves getting all huffy just because you're taking their songs without permission.

I've found a song for you. I think it fits the tone of your campaign quite nicely, and the singer's no longer with us, so you don't have to worry about lawyers.

8 Bits O' Nevsky - Shut Up And Take My Money Edition

I've complained in the past that some of the most beautiful and interesting-looking Wii games have yet to be released in the US despite my nerdly cravings. And not unlike Sting's castaway protagonist in "Message In A Bottle", it seems I'm not alone in being alone. Operation Rainfall is a new movement designed to get Nintendo to release three JRPGs for the Wii in the U.S., giving us fans one last gasp before the Wii U comes out.

And although my other post on this referred to The Last Story, the first focus in OpRain's campaign is Xenoblade Chronicles, and the way they've gone about is particularly fun, by preordering the game (as the then working-title Monado) on Amazon to the point where it enjoyed a brief run as the #1 game sold.

After seeing this clip, I was convinced:



Let's face it, I bought Final Fantasy XIII, a game that really has only looks going for it, and this is just as beautiful, has free-roaming, a combat system where you actually do something besides pushing the X button over and over and use flanking tactics to boot. So I happily preordered. Ball's in your court, Nintendo.

And if you're interested in getting some good games out for the Wii as well, feel free to check Operation Rainfall's blog and click on the Amazon link below...

Hey, Cole, you got some balls there talking about Palin that way...

You've got nerve to insinuate that she would just up and quit something once it was no longer the focus of media attention or remuneration of said activity wasn't immediately obvious.

Better watch yourself there, buddy...

You better run...

Kudos to all those who participated in the Charlottesville Men's Four-Miler today! You're all definitely more hardcore than me!

I mean that literally. I was all set to run this race, but in the morning I made the executive decision to bag it. Why? It was raining. Sorry, I like running, don't like running in the rain, and didn't see the need to prove the point.

And thanks to all the guys in C-Ville today, I didn't have to!

Here's a clip for all of you who went out there today...

Now that I've run my first 5K, I'm made some dietary adjustments as well...

Of course, Sarah, you never mess up...

If one actually bothered to read my posts from years past, and unless you're me, I hope you wouldn't, a recurring comment I used to make about Dubya was that it never bothered me that he was an idiot, I wasn't even entirely sure that he was an idiot, but what really pissed me off was his insistence on talking to you as if YOU were the idiot.

In the same vein, I didn't really think too much about Palin's Paul Revere word salad. She might have been tired, it might have been hot, she might have taken an extra Sudafed or something, so what? That doesn't bother me, people make mistakes.

But her Nathan-Thurmesque refusal to cop to it is really f***ing childish...

Run fatboy run...

As I've alluded to in the past, in the ongoing efforts to not die as quickly as I might I went back on the ol' diet and exercise regimen. My efforts culminated in the completion of my first 5K, as I ran in the "4 The Wounded" race held at UVa's Research Park yesterday.

As someone who went through the "From Couch to 5K" program in spirit but not in detail, I had a few go-to sources to keep inspired. #1? Definitely check out the Facebook pages of your insanely-intense Facebook friends. I had two out of my modest stash who I could always count on to promote the latest regimen or diet tip, or mention their latest accomplishment. They were more than happy to respond whenever I had a question about a sticking point as well.

My second source? Rocky III. Never failed to pump me up. The music, the great lines ("the worst thing that could happen to a fighter happened to you. You got civilzed.") And of course, the scene where Sly and Carl Weathers frolic together on the beach in shallow surf. Oh, that scene...

Sorry, lost my train of thought...

Things That Make Me Want To Die (non-heat edition)

Maybe the awful, stifling mid-90s weather has just magnified my inherent despair, but seeing that Trump and Palin had pizza and held a meeting of the Insufferable Ego-Maniacal Charlatans didn't make chuckle as such a meeting normally would. No, more of a "why can't there be a Rapture when you REALLY want one" sort of feeling...

Cup of coffee in the big time...

Going through some old youtubes of Macho Man promos, this one sticks out. Truly, we lost a genius...

I'm sure God called you early because She needs you to drop the Big Elbow on evildoers...

I'm really getting sick and fucking tired of bits of my childhood dying. RIP, Macho Man.

It's especially tragic because unlike many of his peers, and even in the case of the lovely Elizabeth, drugs apparently only played a peripheral part of his passing.

I remember coming to school after WrestleMania III; although the main event was the iconic Hogan/Andre battle, everyone at school was talking about Savage/Steamboat. The match has a bit of an inflated reputation (the Flair/Steamboat matches of '89 put it to shame), but it still holds up as an exciting match between two awesome workers.

More local business fluffery...

Because great businesses run by nice people should always be promoted, I give you, Quinn's Barbecue, the new operation run by the faboo owners of the Horse & Hound Gastropub, one of my favorite C-Ville eateries.

Keep them in mind for your next function...

Today's news, in sonnet.

All that shit and Trump's not running?
Who will be our racist jerk?
Ah, for that spot Newt is gunning.
C'mon, Romney, get to work!

Huckabee is out as well?
Damn you Michael, straight to hell!
You might think privacy's swell,
but some of us have shirts to sell!

Hawking says no afterlife
And we will all just die some day
Relax, Christians, stop the strife
What's he, some smart guy, anyway?

Hey nerds, PSN is working!
Let's wipe our hands and stop the jerking!

The video description says it's a border collie...

...but I knows me a corgi when I see one.

Of course Palin's going to have a problem with a guy who goes by the name Common Sense...

I don't really have the energy to deal with Palin's race-baiting bullshit, except to say that anyone with even a passing knowledge of Common's work sees the ridiculousness of the complaints. Of course, to the right-wing base any rapper who's not Will Smith equals N.W.A.

Which is why I think the next MC Obama invites to the White House should be Dead Mike: