9-11 Truther Reax to South Park

The snarky WuzzaDem wades into the bongwater swamp and gets 9-11 Truther reactions to this past Wedesday's episode of South Park that took on the Kooky Konspiracy Kidz and their nonsense (which they proclaim as THE TRUTH, AND YOU NEED TO OPEN YOUR EYES AND DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH ABOUT IT AND BUY INTO WHAT WE SELL. REALLY, MAN! YOU SHEEPLE CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH. ESPECIALLY YOU, BILL O'REILLY. Hey, dude, put some fresh water in that thing and pass it around again) about 9-11.

(h/t: The Political Pit Bull, who has the entire episode, broken into three video segments, here)

My Goal For This Blog. . .

Is to have it mentioned in Playboy as one of the best of the blogs. Just like the good Captain was named recently.

To be sure, CQ was named as one of the best political blogs. Maybe mine can be in another category. Something like Blogs Containing Random Sporadic Nonsense.

Wouldn't mind being at the awards ceremony though. Here are the presenters going through orientation:











Okay, so they're actually a group of Bunny Blackjack Dealers getting their training at the new Playboy Club Casino in Las Vegas. Its going to operate out of the Palms Casino and Resort.

And guys will visit it just for the outstanding wireless service. Just like they read the magazine for the articles.

And maybe some of these ladies will stop by.

"My Opponent Basically Sucks Old Sour Dishrags"

Our TV was on early Monday evening, but neither my wife and I paid much attention to it. She was busy editing some pictures she had taken while a delicious dinner simmered on the stove. I had just finished a shower after cutting the grass for the final time this year (I hope). I glanced at it while walking back to the bedroom. A political ad was on. Not surprising, since they're now running nearly non-stop and back-to-back on local TV, just in case we've forgotten that there's an election in November. And by the way, my opponent basically sucks old sour dishrags. Consider that when you go to vote.

Yes, we know. You've told us that. Many times. Thanks for the reminder. No, it probably won't change my mind.

But the station we had on ran back-to-back-to-back-to-back ads for incumbents and their opponents in a three-minute block. And now I'm officially disgusted. Not even anywhere close to being amused.

Here in our area there are three important Congressional races: the Second and Third districts in Kentucky, and the Ninth in Indiana. All seats are currenly held by Republicans (Ron Lewis, Anne Northup, and Mike Sodrel, respectively). To be honest, all six are running MOBSOSD ads. But at this point, for me, I already know who will get my vote in about four weeks. And I think the same is true of other voters, too. So I don't care if a candidate thinks his or her opponent BSOSD. . .with or without much skill.

I like what James Lileks said in this fine piece for the Minneapolis Star-Tribune:

"I often vote for people based on lawn signs, just like I find myself frequently bidding on houses that have For Sale signs."

For those of us whose minds are made up, Ignore Your TV.

New Louisville Music News Out 'n About

Forgot to mention it earlier this month. Pick it up at your favorite music place in Louisville. Or check it out at www.louisvillemusic.net.

I took a month off from writing the cover feature, so my contributions this month are minimal. You'll find my review of works from two Louisville musicians: Basic Needs from Leigh Ann Yost, and Thenceforward, from Tom Staley and Rick Harper. Click here to read. Click here and here for more information about the musicians.

Worn Out

Plain beat to the socks, Daddy-O. Saturday was one of the Days-Full-o'-Stuff-to-Do: cash-up, gas up for a trip out to Buckner, KY (in the next county east of here) so my daughter could cheerlead for a youth-league football team, but not before a stop at Meijer to get her a white turtleneck to wear under her uniform (she's already outgrown the ones she's had here). Her team lost, again (0-6 on the season so far - I know it's youth-league football, but, jeez, these kids have been klonked around week after week).

Then it was back home, but not before stopping at the grocery for a few items. We had a late lunch/early dinner, then we took the daughter to her grandparents' house for an overnight visit while wife and I went to see Matt Nathanson and Carbon Leaf.

Nathanson combined some sweet singer-songwriter power pop with a bit of a blue stand-up routine. Carbon Leaf didn't bother with the between-song conversation and chatter and played a solid 90-minute set.

We creeped home close to 12:30 a.m. and each showered the second-hand smoke odor off, then fell into bed around 2:00 a.m.

And all this after an exhausting week at work dealing with a company identity change and pushed-up deadlines.

So blogging's been sparse. If you regularly, check in: sorry. I know I promised the first installment of my Underrated Album Project more than a month ago. As they say in business, "It's on my to-do list," one of the many dismissive fibs that fly around a company every hour, along with "I'm not set up to do that" (an easy way to get out of a task you don't want to do) and "the network's down, I can't print that (or "send that" or "find that").

Of course, the capper for the weekend was this. Comments on it at Little Green Footballs are plenty.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend. I know I'll try.