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Archive of Thoughtlessness - July '03 |
| 07/01/2003 |
Spent four hours, last night, attempting to edit to edit the Constitution Center piece. Sadly, the editing software I'm using thought the piece wasn't long enough so it kept attempting to add three hours to it (turning a 30 meg file into a 5 gig file). I'll try again tonight. If your hungry for some fine reportin', Paul has uploaded my shocking expose on shoes along with a friendly chat with Sam Katz. Wish me luck, tonight, folks and tune in tomorrow night for What To Do and What To Rent. |
| 07/02/2003 |
The Constitution Center piece has been delayed due to software problems, so it won't air on Friday. Paul does, however, plan to post it on his web site. I've also got to edit the Elizabeth Fiend piece (for which, the Preying Hands will be covering Bowie's Fame). I've still found time to come up with another 'tater filled Life With The Poor, which I'll post tomorrow. |
| 07/03/2003 |
I seriously need to drop some pounds. I'm teetering dangerously on the edge of Orson Wells / Marlin Brando territory, folks. Hell, you've seen the pictures. Last year, around this time, I weighed about 120 lbs. True, I was on there verge of dying, but I was thin - and that's what counts. This situation is worsened by the fact that I'm married to a woman who can eat any damn thing she wants and not gain a pound. Sometimes, my wife'll wake up in the middle of the night and eat five or six bowls of ice cream. Speaking of people who could stand to drop a few pounds, Anne Nicole Smith once co-starred with Joey Travolta in ?Would you please stop screaming and let me continue? in an amazing piece of sh? cinema entitled "To The Limit". Channel 48 was kind enough to air this masterpiece the other night. Sadly, I only caught the last 15 minutes of this celluloid kick to the groin, so today (my boss has the day off) I headed on over to the IMDB to read as many external reviews of To The Limit as I could before some nosy "employee" could swing by and say "Oh, I guess your boss isn't in today" (No, assmonkey, I'm with the company's Film Department. This is my motherscratching job and if you hinder me any longer in my duties I shall be forced to smite you about the head and neck.) Where was I? Oh, yeah - To The Limit. While reading up on a film that Cimamax would refuse to show at three am, I learned that one of the films "stars", Kathy Shower, is known in many circles as "The Worst Actress In Hollywood" WTF? Candice Bergen is the worst actress in Hollywood. The best actress in Hollywood, or anywhere else for that matter, is Sadie Frost. Trust me on this one, folks. After all, back in the eighties, I dated one of the stars of Screen Test. Anyhoo, if you bump into Kathy Shower, please tell her that she's a really good actress (even, if like me, you've never seen one of her movies). After all, it's not her fault that the only scripts she gets handed are for films with titles like Cyber-CHIC and Erotic Boundaries. Hell, she's just playing the hand that life's dealt her. Just like the rest of us. As promised, a new Life With The Poor |
| 07/04/2003 |
Happy Fourth of July, Comrades. I spent the whole day in bed, so I didn't have a lot of time to come up with a new thoughtless, which is OK since it allows me to turn to five day Jeopardy champion, Babu. Here's Babu's new map of the middle east as drawn up by George Bush Jr. ![]() |
| 07/05/2003 |
I ran into my friend, David Deneen, today as he was returing from a canceled sword-fighting practice (he was carrying three or four swords in his backpack). Dave's started up a new website, here it is: ![]() I'm still working on the piece about the Constitution Center - the one that tried to kill the Mayor, a Senator, and a Supreme Court Justice yesterday. |
| 07/06/2003 |
Way back in the dawn of time, when I was in college, our campus would occasionally be visited by a fiery preacher known as Brother Stephen. We all looked forward to Brother Stephen's visits. We all truly enjoyed being called "Whore mongers" since it made us feel a little like the libertines we wished we were. I truly miss those lazy afternoons - sitting around and mocking Brother Stephen until he, and his followers, stormed off in disgust. Well, imagine my total lack of surprise when I opened up the paper, yesterday, and read that Brother Stephen had been arrested for propositioning a teenage boy. |
| 07/07/2003 |
![]() You're my Heroin/All the other women are/ Just my methadone. If a woman can drive you to this level of despair/ introspection/feeling, you should:
You tell me-I'm thoughtless today. Thank You, DJF Hey, Doc, the Cramps said it best - "All Women Are Bad." - Rodney |
| 07/08/2003 |
![]() Point: A gentleman would never toss a drink into a lady's face. Counter-point: I'm no gentleman and Anne Coulter, going by the strictest definition of the word, is no lady. Point: A man should never strike a woman. Counter-point: Define "strike". Point: Tossing a drink in a woman's face counts as "striking". Let's say it was a martini ? that olive could blind someone. Counter-point: Don't women want to be equal to men? Well, if I saw Bill O'Reilly or Dan/Michael Savage, I'd toss on drink in their faces. Coulter is eviler than both of them joined at the hip. Point: Couldn't you get your wife to toss the drink? Counter-point: Vienna? Christ, she hates Anne Coulter more than I do. No way she'll stop with tossing a drink. Point: You could do it on behalf of someone else. Counter-point: What? You mean walk up to her and say "Theodore Kaghan would like to buy you drink" and then toss the drink? I can see that. Point: This is the way I'd do it: I'd walk up to her and say "Hey, I really enjoyed your book. Did you get a chance to read Brendan Nyhan's review of it?" And then, just as she realized I wasn't a fan, I'd say "Roy Cohn was Ronald Reagan's 'Love-monkey'", toss the drink and run like Hell. Counter-point: Run? Isn't that kind of cowardly? Counter-counter-point: Do you want to spend the night in jail like Jarvis Cocker? Conclusion: Although it would seem to be morally permissible to toss your dink into Anne Coulter's face, why waste a drink on that crazy bitch? |
| 07/09/2003 |
Damn it, I left the house again without bringing along a Dionysus pamphlet. So, when two wholesome teenagers outside of the Borders on Broad and Chestnut today waylaid me, I was forced to accept their lousy pamphlet and move on. I swear that I'll never let this happen again. I'd have loved to have handed them back a Dionyus pamphlet and said "Did you know that Dionysus loves you more than Jesus does?" If I had any ambition what so ever, I'd kick this Dionysus thing into high gear by standing on a street corner handing out tracts and haranguing Xtians. Hell, I'd even try to raise money to build a temple. |
| 07/10/2003 |
Are we (and be "we" I mean myself ? duh ? and those of you who regularly visit this site.) out of tough with the average American? And, if so, is that such a bad thing?
The good news is that the following people are in the minority. The bad news - they're a large minority..
Feel better about being out of tough with the Average American? Me too. Feel really, really scared? Me too. |
| 07/11/2003 |
Food poisoning. I spent all of last night either on or hugging the toilet (Nice visual, eh?). I think Vienna's Grandmother may've been trying to punish me for not being Italian. Either that or it was some kind of karmic payback for all the crap I've pulled in life. Seriously, I'm not a very good person and neither are most of my friends. Once, when I was a teenager, a friend of mine and I were sitting in McDonald's (I haven't eaten in one in almost eight years, by the way) looking and a display of crappy children's drawings when we noticed that the drawings not only included the kids' names but, also, their phone numbers. My friend and I booked back to his folk's house and began calling the numbers (This was back in the days before Caller-ID.). If we got a parent we claimed to be child-psychologists who happened to be eating in McDonald's when we noticed a drawing by what was obviously a disturbed child. Then we'd try to parents into getting theirs kids into therapy - primal scream therapy. If one of the "artists" answered the phone, one of us would claim to be Ronald McDonald, himself, and begin berating the child for his poor artwork. "What do you mean you tried to stay within the lines, Billy? Next time, don't try - do. Or don't try at all. Got that? Good, now repeat it back to me." Like I said, I'm not a very good person and neither are most of my friends. Anne Coulter gets her Comeuppance. |
| 07/12/2003 |
I wish I was feeling better so that I could list all of the reasons why this is so, so very wrong: Susan Smith (yes, the woman who murdered her children and then tried to place the blame on a mysterious Puerto Rican) is looking for pen pals. But what does she have to offer a would-be pen pal, you might ask? "During my spare time, I enjoy reading, working puzzles, and writing. I love rainbows, Mickey Mouse, the beach, the mountains, and waterfalls. My favorite color is navy blue and my favorite flower is the daisy. I am a Christian and I enjoy attending church. I consider myself to be sensitive, caring, and kind-hearted. I´m currently serving a life sentence on the charge of murder." ![]() The beach?!!!???? WTF? Personally, I'd rather correspond with Vikki "No Photo Available" Scott: "I spend most of my time watching TV and listening to the radio, but can't do it anymore. I'm in the hole for fighting, but I will go to grounds soon in October" |
07/14/2003 |
![]() Damn it, I lost a whole weekend to a stomach virus. In fact, I still feeling kind of run down (but, at least I'll be able to purchase a gift for that special Romanian in my life), so I hope you'll excuse me while I take a nap. |
When I was in Junior High, some mildly retarded school official made the disastrous decision to change the brand of milk sold in our cafeteria from "Hellerdale Farm's" to something called "HOMO 2". Of course, anyone caught drinking " HOMO Too?" as it came to be called within the first ten minutes of its appearance was teased to the breaking point. Even the girls who didn't "get it" refused to the stuff. By the end of the first week of "HOMO Too?"'s arrival, the cafeteria's trash cans were began to fill with unopened cartons of milk. This all calumniated in one of the most bizarre incidents of my youth - our Junior High Principal calling an assembly where he demanded to know what was so funny about "Homo milk". Since my friend, Smitty, wouldn't drink the milk (no one would), he embarked on a bold series of experiments that would make Archemedes proud. By using one straw to create a vacuum within another one (see fig. 1A), Smitty was able to spray the entire cafeteria with "Homo milk." ![]() |
| 07/16/2003 |
Today's thoughtless seems to have disappeared when I emailed it to myself from work (with my luck, I sent it to my boss). You're not missing much; it was about how much I enjoyed the ABC Movie of the Week back in the Seventies. ![]() |
| 07/17/2003 |
I was attempting to do the "pamphlet exchange" with a fundie on the corner of 16th and Chestnut today, when the guy actually tried to hand the Dionysus pamphlet back to me. "Look, buddy, I took your pamphlet and didn't bitch did I? Well, you've gotta take mine." Speaking of Dionysus, Paul played my Dionysus inspired (I was drunk) piece on the Constitution Center on the air, yesterday. He may be playing it again tomorrow. Also speaking of Dionysus, the first thing I plan to do, once I actually get some free time, is to create a "Temple of Dionysus" page, chock full o' nifty Dionysus related activities and links. ![]() Time educates the wise |
| 07/18/2003 |
I've been working on an "ethereal" cover of Bowie's Fame for a piece I'm doing about Elizabeth Fiend for Paul's show, and I can't help but be puzzled by the line "Is it any wonder that I reject your breasts?". What the Holy Hell is that about? If I ever meet David Bowie, I know what the first question I ask him is gonna be. Speaking of rejection, I'll be swinging by AnthroCon (Warning: Unintentionally hilarious web site. Do not miss the "fursuit parade" post on the message board) tomorrow. No, I am not a Furry. It's for another piece for Paul's show. So don't miss tomorrow night's Thoughtless, 'cause there should be some scary photos. |
| 07/19/2003 |
![]() As I said yesterday, I was supposed to cover AnthroCon today for Paul's show. After interviewing about a dozen Furries, I was informed by security (AnthroCon volunteer security - not real security) that reporters are not welcome at AnthroCon. The reason? The media tends to make fun of grow people running around in animal costumes. Go figure. Or, as the head of AnthroCon (yes, I got to "meet" him. Meet is in quotes because he didn't seem to be very happy to be talking to me), put it "We're at a point where the Trekkies were 20 years ago - people like to make fun of us." Newsflash - people still make fun of Trekkies. As the Furry Gestapo was walking me to the exit, he made sure to inform me that I would face legal action (I'm picturing an attorney dressed like a badger - "You're badgering the witness, Mr. Badger.") if I used any of the material I'd gathered in my story. I'll be asking the show's lawyer about that. The sad thing is that my piece was actually going to be fairly balanced. Sure, furries are an easy target, but the few that I'd interviewed seemed like genuinely nice people. I'd like to think that they thought the same of me. ![]() Artist's recreation of what I saw inside AnthroCon |
| 07/20/2003 |
My little stunt at AnthroCon has turned into a full scale pissing match over at POE. Don't miss the attack on me by Nick C., a man whose greatest claim to fame is…um…well, he posts on POE a lot. I have to edit the Elizabeth Fiend piece tonight, and then I should really get some sleep. |
| 07/22/2003 |
I don't know why this bothers me so much but it does? As I was exiting AnthroCon, I hung three or four homemade signs on the some of the trashcans in the parking lot that read "Portal Of Evil Welcomes You to AnthroCon". I'm hoping that you're all familiar with POE ? anyone who isn't will be beaten by the minute I can squeeze some free time into my schedule. Anyhoo, I had the signs because someone had suggested in one of the POE forums, a few months earlier, had suggested that it would be fun to get a picture of some furries holding up POE signs (Again, you have to be familiar with the POE). It's always amazed me how easily I can be talked into something. Well, after I got kicked out AnthroCon, I hung the signs and took pictures of them, then ran home to post on POE. What I didn't expect was a bunch of venomous posts calling me an asshole for hanging a few signs. Granted, it was a stupid thing to do (Please note that you are free to hang "RATYHTL Welcomes you to?" signs anywhere you want ? Klan rallies, Nation of Islam gatherings ? I don't care.). I should've, at the very least, asked the site owners for permission. What also amazed me was that almost nobody could understand that some of replies (The "I should be your hero" one was my favorite) were tongue-in-cheek. I swear, reading comprehension in America has hit an all-time low. I'd like to take some credit for that? The F. Scott Fitzgerald of our generation, Seanbaby, once wrote that getting upset about what someone writes about you on a message board is like getting upset by seeing "Fuck you" written on a men's room wall. And that's the way I should feel. I should be able to shrug this thing off (Looking back on some of the reviews of DM CD's, you'd think I'd have tougher skin) - but for some reason I can't. Yesterday, I took a cheap shot at a guy who calls himself "Nick C" by mentioning him in the Thoughtless. I say it was a cheap shot because he's not famous (Which would immediately open him up to ridicule around here.) and because I'm sure he doesn't read this site, so it's not like he can defend himself. I was just floored by the anger in his posts to me. At first I thought "Well, maybe this guy's entire life is based around posting on a web site? Maybe I'm endangering his only pipeline to the world?" Kind of the way that I'd feel if anything ever happened to the Spice Channel. I'm not so sure now. I've actually enjoyed reading the guy's posts over the years and I once took at his profile. We seem to like the same books, movies, and music.Maybe this guy would be a good match if I ever needed a kidney.Besides, it's just possible that he was having a shitty day and my little stunt was the last straw. I'm (now) willing to give him the benefit of a doubt. In a world full of Adam Sandler fans, this is not somebody that I should be making war on. The feeling of having a bunch of people gang up on you on a message board is oddly reminiscent of getting the shit kicked out of you on a playground. And if you know anything about my childhood?. And therein lies the rub. I think this is one of those deep-rooted "need to be accepted" things that a forty-year-old should be way past dealing with. Part of me wants to check the POE "Friends" forum to see if anybody is gonna have my back. Honestly, though, I haven't read any of the new posts (if there are any) because I'm pretty sure that it's gonna be more of the same "What an asshole" stuff. Actually, I'm not so much interested in what people are writing about me (For all I know, all of the other posters could be eleven-year-old mongoloids) as Why I care about what people are writing about me. That's just not me. All of you armchair shrinks feel free to chime in. That wasn't nearly as cathartic as I thought it would be. But it did help a little, and that's a start. OK, I'm done writing about this whole POE thing. Never again, I promise. Tomorrow, I'll get back to bitchin' about how long it takes the guy at the coffee shop to make my latte. ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: Catheudaw - to sleep. Learn it. Use it. Then go bald. |
| 07/23/2003 |
The great thing about the Discovery Channel is that they aren't even preteding any more that their shows have any sort of education value. Case-in-point, last night's groundbreaking comedy Facelifts From Hell. In case you missed it, the show centered around people how had flown to Warsaw in order to order to obtain cheap facelifts and then were amazed to discover that that they now bore a striking resemblance to Ed Asner. Tip: If a cosmetic surgery center (or any surgery center, for that matter) is located in the back of a bus terminal, you should probably avoid it. ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: anoaytos - foolish. Learn it. Use it. Then die. |
07/24/2003 |
Yesterday was the 20th anniversary of the very first Dead Milkmen show. I mention this mainly because I'll be joining the other members of the band in the studio this weekend to add commentary tracks to our new DVD. My thoughts? Well, I'm kind of divided on this. Part of me is asking if the world really needs a Dead Milkmen DVD. After all, isn't this the sort of flogging a dead horse that raged against for so many years? On the other hand, I joined the Milkmen in order to get women and avoid getting a job. Do I have a right to be sanctimonious? Hell no. Secretly I was kind of hoping that we'd get back together (Although we never really disbanded. We just "took a break" from being musicians in order to explore tedium and poverty.). I don't care if we ever tour again, but I'd love to make another CD - a good one, or none at all. Honestly, I thought that after the other guys heard the Burn Witch Burn CD they'd forgive me for all those songs about 'Tards and snot. ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: paleye - long ago. Learn it. Use it. Then learn it again. |
07/25/2003 |
The Darryl Worley message board ("message" and "board" are two words I was hoping never to use in the same sentence again.) is still down and I'm starting to feel a little guilty. I know we weren't the only ones expressing the opinion that Darryl's parents met at a family reunion, but we were the loudest Cubans on the raft. If Darryl's message board ever reappears, we should just enjoy it for what it is - A bunch inbred Hillbillies who never tire of bad-mouthing the Dixie Chicks and were completely confused by the concept of "Spell Checker". Speaking of message boards? The dumbest post that I ever saw was not on the Darryl Worley's message board, but on Michael Moore's. It went a little something like this: "Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins are big stars. Maybe they could go on TV and tell everybody to vote for Democrats." Retarded people don't say things that are even mildly that retarded. By the way, I say, "It went a little something like this" because Michael Moore no longer has a message board from which I could copy the original text. As this article explains, Mr. Moore apparently posted an essay in which he predicted Republicans would take a beating in the Congressional elections. When they didn't, Moore pulled the piece with explanation. People began posting copies of the piece on Mike's message board and, not long afterwards, the board disappeared robbing me of hours of "Cut and Paste Comedy." Look for a review of T.S. Elliot's The Wasteland before the end of this weekend. then copy it and send it to me ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: matayn - in vain; without reason. Learn it. Use it. Woodchuck. |
| 07/26/2003 |
![]() ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: tettaraconta - forty. Learn it. Use it. And use it again. |
| 07/27/2003 |
![]() No, the mikes aren't there just to prove that we're all still on speaking terms. ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: coinos - common, shared. Learn it. Use it. And then bite me. |
| 07/28/2003 |
One of the over 7,000 drawbacks to working for a pharmaceutical company is that I'm constantly being bombarded with public service messages. Today there was a huge poster in the lobby reminding everyone to have their children immunized. Have their children immunized? No wonder today's kids are so lazy. I don't know about you, but it seems to me that by the time a child is two or three years old, they should be able to take care of something like that on their own. My parents never stood for such mollycoddling. In order to afford my booster shoots; I got a paper route. My lemonade stand paid for my immunization against whooping cough. Have them immunized, indeed. ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: aspis - shield. Learn it. Use it. Or don't. |
| 07/29/2003 |
The review of The Wasteland is turning into a novel. This is the second time that one of my reviews has turned out to be longer than the book I'm reviewing. I hope to have it wrapped up before the weekend. One man's Historic Education Center is another man's bar. Paul's posted my visit to the Constitution Center ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: laystricos - belonging to pirates. Learn it. Use it. Use it some more. |
| 07/30/2003 |
On his last day in office, Jimmy Carter should've pardoned Charles Manson. Then he should've gone on TV and see "See? This is what you get for electing a senile Nazi dungbag over me. Now Charles Manson is on the streets again. Don't blame me, you brought it on yourselves." Here's a list of things I missed out on because they happened "after my time":
![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: prosballaw - attack. Learn it. Use it. Act superior to those around you. |
| 07/31/2003 |
What I find the most depressing are TV shows about people looking for Bigfoot or the Loch Ness Monster. The Discovery Channel loves to air these and the Outdoor Network has a series on "Monster Hunters" in the works. I think it's terribly sad to see footage of a guy sitting by a lake, day-after-day, waiting for some mythical beast to raise its head. Maybe I find it depressing because, in a way, it's a metaphor for humanity. We are all sitting in the woods for Sassuatch, folks, but Sasquatch isn't coming. Speaking of fur covered beasts, I'll be on Paul's show (610 on yer AM dial) tomorrow at 3:30pm to talk about my adventures at AnthroCon. ![]() The ancient Greek word of the day is: schayma - form, shape. Learn it. Use it. Move to Greece. |