Hitting the road

Well, now that Robb called me out in his latest post (thanks buddy, the check's in the mail) I better add a new post, even if it's just to let anyone who's bored enough to read this that I'm going out of town on business and won't be reading or posting until Sunday at the earliest. But until I get back, I'll throw out a question - how many people really want to see what me & Robb looked like back in high school? I'm warning you, it's not pretty.

Speaking of San Andreas...

And is it just me, or do Hillary Clinton's claims of outrage about the "Hot Coffee" hack/mod for GTA:San Andreas seem like, oh, I don't know, so much oppurtunistic bullshit? The Yellow Line summed it up beautifully in this post. I mean come on, if you've played San Andreas, or even heard about it, you know that the game lets you simulate all kinds of wholesome activity - killing people (in lots of interesting ways), selling drugs, blowing things up, having sex with interns...I mean prostitutes. But god forbid you show graphic depictions of sexual activity, because then we need to mobilize the country to protect the children! So it's OK to show the bloody ending to every Baghdad suicide bombing on TV 24 hours a day but a naked breast during the Superbowl is a national crisis?

So what do you think Hillary's really pissed off about - that she can't get Bill to stop playing San Andreas or that the game only depicts heterosexual sex???

Life imitates art

I was trying to be all clever with the name of my blog, yet ironically it's now an hour later and all I've accomplished is setting up the main page, starting my profile, and replying to Robb's post on the inner workings of the male mind, which is the only reason I set up this site in the first place. And I thought I wasted a lot of time playing GTA: San Andreas! I unfortunately have one of those addictive personalities that wastes time doing useless things like reading EVERY single review of a movie on Amazon.com - like I really care if some teenager from Sri Lanka caught the deep social commentary of "Mean Girls"

An hour and 10 minutes and counting...

Let's get this started

So I get dragged into the world of blogging just so I can post to my buddy's blog- like Joe Pesci said, "they f##k you at the drive-thru!" Now I guess I have to give up my smug belief that only incredibly annoying people who can't get people to listen to them face-to-face in the real world write - and read - blogs. Another of my fundamental beliefs shattered. What's next - am I going to find out size really doesn't matter?