Friday, January 29, 2010
Get all the details here.
I think the real story here is that bin Laden has learned this lesson from Obama: you can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar. Sure he praised an attempted bombing over Detroit in a tape released a few days back, but now he’s coming forward and buttering us up with reason. Granted, it’s a no-brainer that the developed nations ruined the earth, and yes, we should have signed the Kyoto Protocol, we’re jerks. But to bin Laden, I will say, 1. nice to know what you think, and 2. you are a bit exaggerated in your blanked hatred of U.S. citizens. Many of us are responsible and intelligent, we recycle and conserve energy and water, we walk when we can, and we have sent hundreds, if not thousands of letters to government officials encouraging them to protect the earth over the years. If you are so committed to the environment, I think one thing to consider is that blowing things up is NOT good for the ozone, nor for air quality or plants or animals, etc. I think there’s a gap in logic there somewhere. A huge gap.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
There was no human I wanted to meet more in this world. I remember that I would get anxious just thinking that I would never be able to meet or see this brilliant recluse in person. Over the years, my obsession waned. I grew up and Holden Caulfield wasn't as strong a defining presence in my life anymore. No matter how many times I've reread a Salinger book, I still can feel those initial sensations I had as a kid. I daresay that there has never been a more enduring literary character than Holden, with his hunting cap, taking a step off the curb and not knowing if he'll reach the other side.
I guess I'll never see Salinger in this life. May he rest in peace.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
This somewhat subtle fashion spread reveals a certain other side of men. I think the inspiration came from the site "Awkward Boners." After years of watching women sexualized in the media, it's nice to have the switch flipped for a change. Hooray for chubs!
Monday, January 25, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
On a very exciting note, Kim, formerly of Real Housewives of Atlanta fame, and now of the "hit" single, "Don't Be Tardy for the Party" popularity will be performing tonight in Ft. Lauderdale at Living Room. I just wish I had heard about this earlier and I wish I had a gay best friend still in Miami to force me to go to this. Did you hear that, gays? I'm available.
Anyway, Jason, hit me up. I also have 2 first names, love driving the country, have a free couch and a hankering for boys with not much going on but a little ambition.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
He did manage to lose some weight, as far as I can tell by looking at him and cuddling him, after first gaining a stunning 4 lbs. in 4 months, while living with Nathan and I.
We like to feed, we like to eat.
I recently bought him some Paul Neuman organic food and he loathed it; thus he didn't eat much. Starvation diet! Just kidding. He ate it, but in a more healthy manner. He's looking trimmer and I'm pretty pleased, even though I loved him at his largest.
This was pointless, but I was inspired by the images in that article.
This is why I hate myself, Eddie! This is why!
Anyway, his death is being investigated as a homicide.
Here's the word on Flavorpill.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Here's a good quote from Secretary of State Hillary Clinton:
But this is — I don’t want to mislead anybody. This is a devastating catastrophe. And just to figure out what steps to take so we don’t make the situation worse — I mean, it’s like looking at these collapsed buildings, Meredith. You know, you pull out one, you know, piece of wood; you may cause more damage than if you just let it stay there and went in a different way. This is incredibly complex work. We have some of the best people in the world from the United States down there, and we’re just going to do everything we can to be helpful.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
In an age of extreme communication, with Skype, GPS, Twitter and cell phones, it's always surprising to realize how truly limited we are to the space in which we stand. Destructive world events make us realize how very far we actually are from each other and how much we rely on technology to connect us. Situations like this just point to how absolutely isolated we all are, tied to the present moment and present time.
I think the need to think about the way of life in impoverished countries is apparent, too. Haitians have long struggled with poverty, government corruption, coups, deforestation and so many other extreme conditions. Maybe this will shed a bit of light on the already terrible conditions in Port-au-Prince? The truth is, it's kind of too late, just like in New Orleans. I'm not going to get into a rant on race, Haitian history and the effect it had on the present situation, nor can I speculate on the results. I just want to express my sadness.
For up to date information on humanitarian relief, firsthand accounts and the international reaction to this disaster, check here.
To all of my Haitian friends and my Haitian cousins, I hope your loved ones are alive and well. If you are a Haitian-American looking for your loved ones, contact the State Department at 888-407-4747.
Read more here about those looking for relatives.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Today, one of the last heroes of an era of intrigue and fascination was struck down and killed by a minivan. Joe Rollino, former strongman, and what sounds like one hell of a storyteller, died today at 104 years old. His story is amazing for its extreme tales of unbelievable physical strength and also the tragic, yet somewhat darkly comical details of his demise: that it was a minivan, that he was 104 and still going strong, that he could still bend a quarter in his teeth at an age where most have no teeth of their own. This sort of "real" life is more intriguing than literature (except in the case of John Irving). I wish there were more people still like Joe Rollino out there, telling their versions of the truth to make others' jaws drop. Every story encouraging the logical to say, "no way," while secretly, some small part of them, that faithful part, the young child inside, wants to believe, does still believe, that the incredible could possibly be a reality.
Read the NY Times story here.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Every morning, when I cross the Julia Tuttle Causeway, I take a peek over at the sex offenders. I don't know enough about them, but since the temperature dropped, I started wondering about their comfort level. I sometimes think, in my shallowest mind, that it's not such a terrible place to live. They have beachfront property and they're not on the streets. It's a bit of a community, so maybe there's some room for interpersonal relationships, bonding and such. It gets hot, sure, but at least it's not cold. Well, now it is cold and that's a problem.
The Miami Herald posted a story about these poor bastards, shivering in the 40 degree weather with little warm themselves. I was impressed by the empathetic and non-judgemental tone of the article. No one likes sex offenders, I don't even think they like themselves, but they are human beings and deserve to be treated with some respect. I think all those "Christians" out there need to leave their heated mini-mansions and drive their SUVs to Julia Tuttle and love thy neighbors. Oh, but seriously, leave your kids at home (bad joke!!!).
Here's some background on the situation. It's crazy that the government encourages/enforces this living situation. I can't even wrap my brain around it to commentate.