In Appreciation of Bill Murray

I was killing some time today and I started jotting down Bill Murray movies I liked. (My roommate and I have discussed a couple of Bill Murray’s appearances lately. That’s what started it.) So here’s the list of movies Bill’s been in that I liked, and a few words where I feel like it… Enjoy!  (List is in no particular order.)

  1. Meatballs – Probably my favorite of his movies.  I typically watch it once or twice every Summer.  Come to think of it, I’m about due for it!
  2. Ghostbusters, obviously
  3. Ghostbusters 2 – Which is in some ways superior to the original.  Blasphemy, I know.
  4. Stripes
  5. Little Shop of Horrors – Only had a bit part, so to speak…but he was in it!
  6. Royal Tenenbaums – Actually didn’t love the movie, but liked him in it.
  7. Groundhog Day
  8. The Life Aquatic
  9. What About Bob?
  10. Scrooged – One of only a handful of Christmas movies I like.
  11. Garfield – Terrible movie, but he did well with the voice-role.  A little free voiceover history.  Bill Murray voice Garfield, who was previously voiced in the cartoon world by Lorenzo Music.  Lorenzo Music also voiced Peter Venkman in the Real Ghostbusters cartoon show.  The Venkman character was, of course, played by Bill Murray in the movies.  So when Murray did the voice of Garfield, he was voicing a character that had been voiced by someone who provided the voice of a character he himself had previously voiced!  Also, side note, rest in peace Lorenzo Music.  He died in 2001…and I wasn’t blogging then…so retroactively, rest in peace.
  12. Coffee and Cigarettes – Sure, Tom Waits chatting with Iggy Pop was better…but Bill’s segment with a couple of the guys from the Wu Tang Clan is definitely worth it.
  13. Rushmore – Again, didn’t love the movie, but he was good.
  14. Ed Wood – EXCELLENT movie and an equally excellent role for Murray.
  15. Quick Change – I’m not sure if this one’s better than it gets credit for, or if I’m giving it too much credit.  Either way, I like it.  🙂

…and of course, there’s his TV career.  Let’s all take just a second to appreciate Bill Murray tonight.  Thanks for the laughs (and so on), Bill!

In which I address the elephant in the room…

I also wrote a much less weighty post a few moments ago that shows up just below this one on the blog…but I have to get this off my chest and onto the Internet.  So I’m posting TWO posts today, for the price of one.  (If “free” is a price…)


I have been a Batman fan for as long as I can remember.  Even before the 1989 movie, I loved the series with Adam West.  And I loved the comic books.  (In my view, nothing can top the Batman of the comic books, though the Nolan flicks come close at times.)  I was devastated to hear about the mass murder in Aurora, CO.

I refuse to give the gunman the dignity of stating his name or even learning it.  To me he’s just another pig with a gun.  (And I’m not saying that in the “down with all guns” way.  But if you use your gun to intentionally plan and calculate to take life, you’re a pig to me.  For further discourse on the subject, see Rollins Band song “Civilized.”)  As I’ve said before, sometimes a person’s life is summarized by the worst thing that they did…and the summary of the gunman’s life is that he is a mass murdering, nameless piece of shit.  I can’t be told otherwise.

I heard about the murders and grew immediately angry.  Angry as a human being.  Angry as a member of society.  Angry as a comic book fan.  The man ruined countless lives.  Of course there are the dead.  There are the wounded.  But there are the wound-less who were simply present.  Their lives are changed now.  So are the families of everyone involved.  So are the friends.  So are everybody’s.  He made it so people are now afraid to go into crowded theatres.  (Perhaps not so bad a problem to have in Fred Willard’s case, but I digress.)  One batshit crazy, would-be comic book super-villian ruined it for everybody.

Batman has been a source of joy in my life since I was a kid.  When the girl across the street and I would play boyish games (rather than the “house” she would often want to play), Batman would often be involved. When I wanted a cheap laugh at bad acting and cheesy dialogue…Batman TV series.  The Christmas the first Burton flick came out, every item on my list was Batman themed.  When I wanted cartoonish escapism, Batman movies or the animated series.  When I wanted intense, often troubling reads…Batman graphic novels and comic books…and sometimes even the short-story based books—I remember a particularly good one about the Penguin.  When I wanted to see the power of a human being triumphing over unfathomable evil…Batman.  And when my mom died suddenly in 1994—this is going to sound stupid to some of you—I knew Bruce Wayne knew how I felt.  And if he could still be good, couldn’t I?

And this guy had to go and fuck up Batman for people.

There’s a special place in Hell for the people who choose it.  This man—this coward hiding behind a gun—has chosen Hell.  And though I believe in the redemptive powers of Jesus, sometimes if someone CHOOSES it, as far as I’m concerned they’re welcome to it.  People can be redeemed for their mistakes…but in cases like this, I find difficulty feeling pity when they choose not to be.

I didn’t realize how angry I was about it until Sunday morning at church.  Oh, I knew I was mad.  But it didn’t sink in until I was up there singing praise songs and thinking about it.  It started sinking in while we were singing “Nothing But the Blood of Jesus.”  “All that blood…” I kept thinking…  There must have been SO much blood.  None of it redemptive.  All of it slaughter for the sake of madness.

Like I said, it’s the elephant in the room…and I briefly addressed it during a prayer at church—going very much AGAINST my better instincts. We’d just sung a song praising God for BEING God…and all I could think to say was, “Thank you that even when a guy guns down a bunch of people in a movie theatre, You are still God and You are still doing what You have always done.”  And my voice cracked, and I knew how angry I was, and I’m still working it out.

And I think what I’m going to do is this…  I’m going to be a Batman fan.  I’m going to know that good triumphs over evil.  That good doesn’t need to hide behind power granted only through terror and bullets.  That when evil raises its head, it will be brought to justice—and the lives will be avenged.  And I’m going to see the movie, possibly multiple times IN THE THEATRE (because damn it, that’s where it belongs) and I’m going to match the cost of my tickets in a donation to the Red Cross in Colorado.  And I encourage you to do the same, if you are so-lead.  (Credit to some guy on Twitter for the idea.)

Hang in there, Aurora.  Batman isn’t real, but the lesson is.  There is a dark night…but there will also be a dawn.  Good WILL triumph over evil. The lives can not be restored, but they can MEAN something.  Their losses can make us all better.  Their blood stains us, but we can make those stains a tribute to how GOOD humanity can be in the face of evil.  Steve Martin tweeted, “The photos of the victims seem like the faces of kindness.”  And maybe that’s about right.  Your loved ones should not, can not, and will not have died for no reason.  We will overcome, we will become BETTER, and we will speak THEIR names while we do it.

I’m just so, so sorry it had to happen that way.

A Summary of Maiden Day

It has been FOREVER since I last wrote.  (Or at least over a week or so…)  Sorry about that.  For some reason I’ve been viewing writing as a chore lately.  Didn’t used to be that way, and I’m not sure why it is now.  I don’t care for that.  I want to LIKE doing it, and the way to do that is probably to DO it.  So I’m giving it a shot by telling you about the awesome concert I went to this week.

Anyone who knows me knows that I’ve been excited about the Iron Maiden/Alice Cooper show for MONTHS.  Well, it came and went.  My brother Dave (who incidentally has a NEW blog, since Google locked him out of his old ones because they’re power-hungry and evil) and I went to Indianapolis to see the show.  It took place on the day after his 40th birthday.  Figured I’d come back with a couple of road stories…and boy did I.  Let’s do this point-by-point.

  • The drive up.
    • Playlist:
      • Alice Cooper – “Welcome 2 My Nightmare”
      • Rush – “Clockwork Angels”
      • Queen – “Greatest Hits”
      • Deep Purple – “Best of the 80s” (or something similar)
    • In all it was a decent drive.  We were advised in advance that Indiana has some serious road construction going on so we allowed plenty of time.  We hit one or two major slow-downs.  At one point a complete jackass endangered MANY lives by driving down the side of the road on the shoulder trying to cut off several different vehicles—ours included.  A friend of mine looks at those situations with the attitude of “Well, I don’t know what’s going on with him.  Maybe he’s got someone dying in his backseat and he’s trying to get to a hospital.”  Whereas I take the more realistic view…the guy was an asshole and I was hoping to put HIM in a hospital, if humanly possible.  In fact, I’ll say it now, I have NEVER encountered the kind of intentionally reckless driving I saw throughout this trip, particularly as we got closer to Indianapolis.  And I’m from St. Louis!  But at least along the way I discovered that Barq’s apparently has been making a red cream soda for a couple of decades that just hasn’t ever been offered in St. Louis for some reason.  And it was delicious.
  • The hotel
    • We stayed in the 4-star Omni Severin.  It was a beautiful hotel with all of the bells and whistles…and each one of them cost money.  Seriously.  I checked for a price tag on the toilet before I peed in it, just in case.  To log onto their internet for one day would have been $10…whereas it’s free at every Best Western or Motel 6 I’ve ever been to.  And the bottle of (WARM) water sitting on the desk would have been $7.  A 10 oz can of Coke was $3.  Just complete nonsense…but otherwise, VERY nice facility and I really liked the bed and pillows.  Why can I never find pillows as nice in real life as I find in hotels???
    • I posted that I was staying in Indy and my friend Shara Lyn replied to it from Haiti, saying that if she were there we’d have to go get coffee somewhere…but as it was she’d have some tea and think of me.  That was very nice, and pretty awesome.  I’m not really going anywhere with this story…  It’s just the little things that make life awesome sometimes…and this was one of those, so I wanted to note it.
    • We had a valet service.  First for me.  Some debate about what to tip.  Think Dave landed on somewhere between $2-5 on average.
    • The people at the hotel were very nice as well.  For the duration of our stay we both wore Iron Maiden shirts.  That’s kind of conspicuous in a four-star hotel.  But I didn’t spot even one person looking at us suspiciously or judgementally.  So good for them!
  • At the venue.
    • After grabbing some food at the hotel-adjacent mall, it was time to leave for the show.  We piled in the car and got lost because Google doesn’t know the difference between a “slight right” and an ACTUAL right turn…and then got to the venue…
    • I don’t know how else to say this…  The venue sucked.  If you have the option, do NOT patronize the Klipsch Music Center.  Don’t give them your money.  Ever.  First of all the parking was awful…we were parking on GRASS, which promptly became MUD when it rained…and rain it DID.  It was a BIG storm and we were soaked through so badly that our clothes didn’t dry until the next day (while we were wearing them home, no less).  That part isn’t the venue’s fault…however it IS their fault that as we were walking up to the front gate, we were hearing people yelling that they weren’t letting anyone in.  (This was at almost 7:00 at a show scheduled to start at 7:30–with tickets that clearly read “RAIN OR SHINE.”)  They closed their gates and were on bullhorns shouting to people to go back to their cars, and to wait to be admitted after the rain passed.  They created a VERY dangerous situation both on the level of putting the crowd in danger and also created the potential for a riot.  Everyone was angry.  Everyone was soaking wet.  They screwed up BIG time, and the review I wrote to Live Nation made that clear.  After we were eventually let in (an hour late) we were treated to an excellent show (with Maiden seeming irritated by the experience—so well done there as well Kilpsch).  However leaving, they had grossly inadequate lighting that did not allow us to see where we were going very well, trusting that the throngs of people knew their way.  I’ve been to literally hundreds of shows.  The Klipsch Music Center in Noblesville, IN is by far the WORST venue and WORST concert-going experience I have ever had.  Avoid at all costs…  But there were some good things that had nothing to do with the venue…
    • One of the people we met while standing outside of the gates (after the storm had tapered off, by the way) was going to his first Maiden show that night and we got to welcome him to the fraternity.  Always fun.  And it turns out he had lived in St. Louis and drove in from somewhere in Illinois for this one.  Small world.
    • The merch booth made me happy in a way only a merch booth can.  Walked away with two Maiden shirts and one Alice.  So that’s good.
    • I was pleased to see how many people brought their kids with them to the show, passing on the legacy.  It’s nice to go to a Maiden/Alice show and be in the upper 10-20% of the age groupings.  Gives me hope for the next generation.
    • Okay…let’s talk about the actual SHOW.
  • Alice Cooper
    • Alice came out and did a GREAT set.  Opened with “The Black Widow” very effectively commanding that we love him from moment one…and we did.  Made some unusual and cool choices in the set.  Played both “Brutal Planet” and “Wicked Young Man” from the “Brutal Planet” record.  (Incidentally, any time someone asks me what my favorite Christian record is, I say “Alice Cooper’s ‘Brutal Planet'” and I’m not joking.)  And of course there were the standards–the “Nightmare” and “Eighteen” and whatnot.  Really fun, high energy set.  We even got to see the “Franken-Cooper” brought to life at the end of “Feed My Frankenstein.”  Difficult to explain…but fun and stupid and perfect.  If I’m honest, Alice probably had a better set than Maiden did—even though he ended up having to cut a song due to the venue’s choice to keep the audience away and start late.
  • Iron Maiden was, of course the main event.  In all honesty, I’ve seen them do better.  They seemed as though being pushed back an hour threw them a little.  There were some pacing problems throughout and Bruce Dickenson just seemed angry for most of the set—at one point apologizing for the rain delay and in the next breath saying “…but I don’t know why I’m apologizing; it’s nothing to do with me!”  And he also ended the set with a terse, “Thank you! Fuck the rain!” and just seemed a little put out for the whole show.  Still, it was an excellent job from the Boys from the Beast (no one has ever called them that, and with good reason).  It was really cool to hear some of the old, rarer songs.  They played my favorite, “The Prisoner,” which I had never seen them do.  There were some pacing issues during it, but that didn’t bother me…I was just so glad to hear it!  They played a bunch of stuff off the “Seventh Son of a Seventh Son” record (my favorite Maiden record) and it was great to hear the title track, though the prog-rock breakdown in the middle kind of—err—broke down.  If nothing else, it was amazing to hear Bruce hold the note going into the bridge for what must have been close to a solid minute, blowing away the crowd and bringing up a spontaneous, well deserved round of applause.  He’s still got it.  And he’s also got balls of steel, and to prove it, he stood over one of the fire-pots on the stage during “Aces High” and demanded that it be set off, engulfing himself in flames.  Cool trick…but it also terrified an audience that remembers James Hetfield almost dying from a similar (though in his case unintentional) moment.  I still wonder if he fully knew what was going to happen—but he walked out apparently barely even singed.
  • As a special side note, I just want to pay a compliment to Maiden guitarist Dave Murray.  On the way to the show, my brother and I were talking about how Murray had put on some weight the last time we saw him, even opting to wear a coat in the middle of triple-digit heat in Chicago back in 2010.  But at this show, he came out in a sleeveless t-shirt and had obviously dropped a LOT of weight.  Some of the first words out of my mouth to my brother during Maiden’s set were, “Wow!  Dave looks GREAT!”  So congratulations to him.
  • We went back to the hotel at the end of the show, fighting terrible traffic getting out of the place.  (In their defense, we DID have to turn around, having gone the wrong way at first…but even still, I’d liken the traffic situation to pouring too much water into a glass and not being able to find a towel.)  Upon getting back, we apologized to the valet for the seats being soaked from our still-wet clothes, then went inside.  Off to the side, they had some chilled water sitting out for free.  One was lemon flavored and the other was cucumber flavored.  And that’s how I discovered that I love cucumber water…which I’ll have to make sometime.  After getting semi-settled, we walked down the block looking for food and eventually landed in the slowest, most incompetent Steak n’ Shake I’ve ever seen.  To be fair, they were dealing with a pathetic drunk, apparently well-to-do yuppie who was trying to order a “chicken cheese steak” which isn’t a thing…but even once it was suggested (by my brother) that they serve us since he didn’t know what the hell he was talking about, they still got our order wrong.  But we ate and we slept in really nice beds with really great pillows and it was a very nice hotel.  According to Dave, their breakfast buffet was excellent too, but I did not partake.
  • The drive back was kind of quiet.  We stopped at a KFC, then at a Best Buy…but all in all, it was a standard drive home after an awesome rock show.
  • Playlist for the trip home:
    • Tenacious D – “Rise of the Fenix”
    • Johnny Cash – At Folsom Prison
    • Wilson Pickett – Greatest Hits
    • Drive-By Truckers – “Southern Rock Opera”

If I had my way, I’d change some of the particulars…but all in all it was a good time and I’ll remember the fun stuff way longer than I’ll remember the irritants.  And the rain story is kind of a cool concert story, now that it’s over.  When it’s all said and done, my brother and I got to see a couple of our favorite bands and hang out together.  So that’s no bad thing.


Song-list from church this weekend:

  • Praise Adonai
  • Nothing But the Blood
  • Sing to the King
  • God of Wonders
  • God of Wonders, reprised to end the service.
    T-shirt worn – Alice Cooper from the show.
    Guitar played – Fender Stratacoustic

I’m still alive

…and I will post a lengthy write-up of the Iron Maiden/Alice Cooper show later in the day (probably). I’m in the middle of writing it, and it’s 3 a.m. I have to be at work at 9:00, so I need to go to bed. I’ll finish it and post it soon.

But for now…hello. I’ve missed you. 🙂

On the Subject of Liquor…kinda…

I have a China Cabinet at my house. I don’t know why either. Basically, it came with the house. It DOES have China in it. My parents’ wedding China…which I never use because of…reasons… So the cabinet is largely unused. I plan to change that by loading the bastard up with liquor.

Following is a list of liquors I would love to see in my cabinet. Now, I’m not going to buy these all at once–that would be VERY costly. I’m also not going to drink them all at once–that would be deadly. Some I may not ever buy at ALL because I mainly drink whiskey and I’m not really into mixed drinks. And even THAT I don’t drink very often because it’s expensive and I think of whiskey as sort of a sophisticated treat for every once in a while…not as something to pour down your gullet at every opportunity. (Plus, if I drank whiskey as often as I would ENJOY drinking it, I’d blow out my kidneys pretty quickly.) A couple of the below selections would/will likely just sit around, waiting for friends to request them at parties or what have you. But this is more or less my wish list, with a few explanations of why or what I particularly like about the liquor in question.

  • Whiskey: Maker’s Mark – Already in the cabinet–and in fact the only one so far. My favorite American whiskey. Especially on the rocks.
  • Whiskey: Paddy – My all time favorite whiskey. A little tough to find because it has to be imported from Ireland and not everybody’s willing to do that…so it also costs too much…but it’s excellent.
  • Whiskey: Bushmills – Most people know this one. I like it. Sort of the poor-man’s Paddy.
  • Bailey’s Irish Cream – For coffee mostly. Or in case my friend Tara finds herself in Florissant with a drinking emergency.
  • Tequila: Cabo Wabo – Only tequila I like. Particularly partial to the blue bottle. Almost bought some today, except the grocery store had it locked up in a case and I didn’t feel like flagging down someone who worked there to get it for me.
  • Vodka: Grey Goose – Got to have SOME kind of vodka, and this is the one I know…
  • Rum: Malibu – Mainly for my dad… I don’t care for rum.
  • Scotch: Laphroaig – If you’re going to have a liquor cabinet, you’ve GOT to have some Scotch, and this is a good Scotch.
  • Gin: Tanqueray – Friend of mine drinks it…and it was either this or Gilbey’s…
  • Some kind of brandy – Because I’ve never had it, and it seems like I should have by now.

…and that’s the wish list.  I’ll be glad to accept any donations!  🙂

Maiden Countdown: 8 Days!

What it is, you jiiiiiiiiiive turkeys!

Hello.  I suck at updating…and I’ll probably still suck at it this week…  But I’ll probably suck at it less before the month is out.  (And if you’re wondering why all of the “I’s” in “jive,” it’s because you’ve got to SASS it!)  Fair warning…the spell-check on the blog is majorly misfiring right now.  It underlined “my” as being misspelled, but missed “r0ganized” (which was supposed to be “organized”).  So I don’t know what might be wrong in here.  But I digress…

I’m going to be spending the rest of this week running between my house and my dad’s condo.  I’m in the process of moving all of my stuff back over to the house full time.  It’s a big job.  Didn’t realize how much I had over there.  It’s been a long road from repairs to replacements to whatever…but I’m finally completely back in the house.

Also in the house is my roommate Jeremy.  He moved the bulk of his furniture and whatnots over today.  I need to bring him up to speed on a few of the intricacies of how the house works.  (That is to say that I need to tell him about the various shit that’s broken…like his bedroom door, which I noticed is slightly ajar as I walked by because he doesn’t know there’s a trick to it…you’ve got to pull upward and to the right a little bit to get it to close all the way.  It’s a bad hinge at the top.)  Anyhoo…he’s all moved in and that’s cool.

Additionally, my dad is presently sleeping on my couch.  Dad’s air conditioner went out yesterday, in a feat of extremely bad timing.  It’s like a million degrees in St. Louis right now so he can’t stay there without the AC.  I’ve got a couch…so there he is for a few nights—I believe it’s being fixed on Tuesday.  Fortunately, he’s always nice to friends of mine and is basically easy to get along with.

So lots of stuff is changing and moving forward.  I still have a lot to accomplish at the house, one room at a time…but it’s moving.  My main project right now is getting the master bedroom—my bedroom in top-shape and also getting the livingroom/diningroom in order.  Sounds like a bigger project than it is.  I’m not gutting these rooms like I did the bathroom and kitchen before them.  I’m basically just cleaning and organizing…and hopefully getting a new diningroom set, or at least some chairs, since there are presently only two chairs in there, and they’ve seen better days.  I’ll be posting some kitchen before-and-after pics on the tumblr soon.  I just had to dig up the “befores” which were saved on an external drive.  Now it’s just editing and posting…once I get the motivation.

So yeah…it has been busy.  But once I’ve got all of my stuff packed up, cleaned up, and brought over from Dad’s, it’ll settle a little…and maybe it’ll feel like I have a blog again.  I miss when I used to write every day…  Sigh…

Oh, and also, I played at Pursuit again today.  Here’s the song-list and so-on:

  • Water
  • Jesus, All for Jesus
  • How Deep the Father’s Love for Us
  • Be Thou My Vision
  • Come Thou Fount
    Guitar Played: Parkwood acoustic
    T-Shirt Worn: Frank Black (Which led to me finding out that the pastor of the church is familiar with his work!)


Current Listening: …And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead – “The Century of Self”

“If you don’t like your job you don’t strike. You just go in every day and do it really half-assed. That’s the American way.” – Homer Simpson

Well, this is just becoming a Sunday night thing, isn’t it?  Not intentional.  If it helps anyone who wonders where I am between writings (weirdos), I haven’t been writing in my personal journals much either.  Just lazy about writing lately—probably because I’ve been so busy my freaking FINGERS hurt!

So here’s where we’ve ended up since the last time we spoke…or read…or whatever the hell you’re doing over there.  Frankly, I’m just hoping you’ve got pants on.

  1. First and foremost, congratulations are in order to my cousin Cory.  He got married last night and is probably officially honeymooning it right now.  He’s a good kid (and by “kid” I mean full-grown man who is like 10 years younger than I am) and I’m happy for him.  And welcome to the family, new-cousin Alyssa!
  2. Close to ready for my new roommate (Jeremy) to move in.  We were thinking about moving him in tomorrow, but I’ve just hit a couple of snags in getting the room/house ready.  A brief summary of things I’ve done in the past week…
    • Cleaned out all the stuff I had in there since my twenties…or even teens.
    • Moved out all the furniture.
    • Messed up a different room that was previously clean.
    • Attempted to clean the carpeting in the room.
    • Got pissed off at the carpet cleaner not working and ripped up the carpet.
    • Pulled 73 staples out of the floor, which were doing TOO good a job holding down the carpet pad.
    • Spackled and sanded.
    • Painted one of the walls of the room a weird pear color that I’m hoping works out once I get the area rug in there.
    • Got an area rug.
    • Ruined at least one pair of pants with the spackling and sanding and painting.  Good thing I wear Wranglers.  Only $15 to replace them!
  3. Getting more and more excited about seeing Iron Maiden and Alice Cooper in a couple weeks!
  4. Played at church today.  Jeremy led and a guy called Dave (who I don’t think I’ve mentioned here before—but he’s a really great guy) played a conga, which was a new addition.  It went really well.  On the last song, I screwed up and played the wrong intro chord and Jeremy started singing it and it was a little higher than it should’ve been…but he sang it so well, no one knew.  On the plus side, I discovered that I can still transpose in my head, since I changed the key by like three steps and had to fake it.  🙂  Anyway, I think I’m forgetting one of the songs, but I clearly remember playing:
    • How Great Thou Art
    • Center
    • Jesus Messiah
    • How Great is Our God
    • I Exalt Thee
      Guitar played: Parkwood acoustic.
      T-shirt worn: The Flash — Logo from Flashpoint.
  5. I’ve been trying to be fair and kind about it, so I won’t go on a massive tirade…  But if anyone was wondering, I’m very pleased with how the Supreme Court decision on Obamacare went.  And I hope the people talking about how much it’s going to cost all of us in taxes [sic] will actually read the thing sometime and find out the truth.  But even if they were right, I’d still support it.  I’m glad to pay my part if I have to for the good of helping the friends and family members I have with pre-existing conditions, poor income, or unfortunate circumstances.  I don’t know why some people aren’t.  But I’m getting close to that tirade I said I’d avoid.  So I’ll stop now.
  6. Happy Canada Day, by the way!
  7. Been reading the “Before Watchmen” series that DC Comics has been putting out.  The geek world was pissy about it when it was first announced.  The four issues that have come out have been great and I think the people who were preemptively complaining about it have all been shut up.  The first “Comedian” and “Nite Owl” issues are particularly good.
  8. Discovered Garden Ridge today.  It’s kind of like what would happen if Pier 1 had a yard sale.  My kind of place.  Staff could be friendlier…but all in all, I like the place.
  9. On the way to my cousin’s wedding reception, we stopped in at a pub called Shamrock’s.  I ordered a BlackSmith (Guinness with a Smithwick’s head).  It was excellent—usually that one proves a struggle for a bartender, but they got it right.  So they made it onto the blog.

And that’ll do it.  I’ve sat with this window open for about an hour and I can’t think of anything else to write!  🙂