Seen on the back of a dump truck in Parkville: “Dumpin With The Lord.” Or maybe it was for the Lord. I can’t remember.
Still — weird, no?
Monthly Archives: March 2004
When the news is not actually the news
I’ve heard about this a lot over the last week, but this issue is still bothering me: The phony news spot the Bush administration is pushing on broadcast news stations.
The Bushies offered the propaganda as a convenient, pre-packaged “news segment,” when actually it uses actors pretending to be journalists to praise Dubya’s Medicare law. Also, it was produced using taxpayer money and contains nothing indicating it is goverment-produced [NYT story, LAT story].
I consider this not only outrageous but criminal. Shame on the TV stations who aired it hoping to save a buck, and pity the senior citizens it preys on. But the most shame goes to the White House hooligans who thought this was a good idea.
Welcoming The Baltiblog
Today is the premiere of The Baltiblog: “A forum for blogging on all things Baltimore related. Call it a group blog on Baltimore or an open source newsroom, the goal is to allow as many people as desire to contribute or highlight news, reviews, or events relating to Baltimore.”
Awesome.
Celtic pride, yo
Damn, I have regular-colored beer, but no green beer.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day anyhow. You know I’m representin’.
America’s Next Hot President
Well, boys and girls, the state of American politics today is such that not one but two hot chicks are running against the good ol’ boys.
That’s right, hot chicks.
Now, as per the Constitution of the United States of America, neither is actually old enough to run. No matter. What matters is that we’re giving you, the American People, an actual choice in this election:
Who will be your choice for America’s First Chick President? My press secretary and advisers are working around the clock to identify key platform issues and make cute banners with my picture on them. Stay tuned.
MB For President!
Now accepting campaign contributions for the candidacy of America’s First Chick President.
Would that make a good reality TV show or what?
Other good stuff in the works to look forward to:
- Chillaxing at the cabin in West Virginia
- Hard-core Mary Kay party in Ohio next weekend
- Mandy’s bridal shower
- Kyle’s bachelorette party
- All the weddings
- Florida and my grandparents
Viva la revolution!
Blog Baltimore happy hour!
Kelly over at i spy gemini has a brilliant idea: Hump Day Happy Hour for Baltimore Bloggers on Wednesday, March 31.
Who else is up for it? Location is still up in the air, but I think this is a good idea. Spread the word.
Update: I keep moving this post to the top so Baltimore bloggers can keep updated with the comment thread going on within. If this works out, maybe we can do it again somewhere else and rotate locations. Also: Consider subscribing to Dean McKenzie’s Baltimore Webloggers mailing list.
Good Day Sunshine
Prepare to be amazed: I went to bed at 9:30 p.m. last night. For real, no shit. I don’t know why, but it just happened.
And I woke up this morning when my alarm clock went off at 10:37 a.m. It’s so funky! My circadian rhythm is almost … normal! Well, except for sleeping 13 hours, but hell.
So then I checked my e-mail and had some Frosted Flakes and read the paper and took a shower and ironed some shirts and checked my e-mail again. Somehow that all took like four hours. And I don’t even have to be at work for another hour.
What a great day.
This post brought to you by: Daylight from the album “A Rush of Blood to the Head” by Coldplay.
To make you feel my love.
See this here bag? I made it just now out of an old pair of boy’s skater cargos that I don’t wear anymore because they make me look like — well, like a 12-year-old skater boy. I just sewed it up the bottom and used some from the leg to make the strap. Voila! More crafty kick-assiness.
Must say that I was inspired by reading this month’s issue of ReadyMade. Speaking of reading, Rev. Spork was right, Tina Fey is looking hot on the cover of Bust this month. In special honor of my heroine, I’m going to watch SNL tonight.
Speaking of dreamy covers, my best friend Hal Sparks is on the front of the Advocate. And inside, he’s NAKED! Too bad he’s not actually my best friend, because he’s rilly rilly kool.
Speaking of Rilly Kool, my ma told me today that I should get my writing published. Oh, and that I should be more egotistical and less modest. Hell yeah, Moms. I rock the fucking world. I’m the best thing to happen to Baltimore since Natty Boh. All this and brains, too, as they say.
I kick ass. Well, sometimes I do. And sometimes I’m riddled with existential angst and unfounded self-loathing, but not today! No, for today I am awesome! I made my own pocketbook out of a pair of pants!
This egotistical, crafty, lusty post brought to you by the entire third volume of Billy Joel’s Greatest Hits.
It’s Official
On Crablogs:
“Hump Day Happy Hour
When: March 31, 2004 at 6:30pm.
Where: Brewer’s Art
Your Hosts: MB and Kelly.
Have a beer for me and be sure to take pictures!”
Thanks for listing it, Amanda!