Not writing much, because I'm intimidated.

By people who can write much better than I.

Like Danielle Belton


http://blacksnob.com/snob_blog/2009/12/9/a-love-worth-dying-for.html

ABB strikes again

I know I just pointed you all to this blog a little bit ago, but this entry is great.

http://angryblackbitch.blogspot.com/2009/12/pondering-transgressions-and.html

I wish I were half the writer she was.

Nolie ROCKS!

Ok, another winner

http://treelobsters.blogspot.com/

How have I missed this blog?

http://angryblackbitch.blogspot.com/

Now, this woman can flat out WRITE!

Damn.

A litle philosophy with your Post Toasties this morning

Beware of blogger thinking deep thoughts!

It occurs to me that the process of discovering your own insignificance in the grand scheme of things is not just a sign of maturity, but the very definition of maturity.

A newborn baby really has no knowledge of anything outside himself or herself. They are a self-contained world. Then the baby realizes that the nipple is outside them. Then Mommy and Daddy. Then maybe a mobile or a toy. Isn't the acting out of the "terrible two's" a manifestation of the frustration we feel when we find out the the world really doesn't revolve around us? That's the age (usually) when the kid hears and processes the word "no" for the first time. Then we go to school, and come into contact with a group of people like us, all of which have to be accomodated in one way or another. Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera...

And this process shouldn't stop. Ever.

Isn't "self-absorbed" a pretty good synonym for "immature"?

Maturity (n) : The level to which a person realizes that it's not all about them.

Later,
Curt

Happy Birthday Nolie!

Ok, her birthday was Tuesday, but I have her tonight


And yeah, she can breakdance

Truly disturbing...

http://suicidefood.blogspot.com/2007/10/corruption-of-childhood.html

Awesome blog, about depictions of animals that are welcoming their fate as our foodstuff. Now, I'm a carnivore, but man, this is making me a vegan.

Not really.

Nolie's 5 tomorrow! Had a great moment yesterday -- Her huge stuffed giraffe became a motorcycle, and the following exchange ensued:

"I ride a motorcycle! Anyone messes with me, I'm gonna go crazy!"
"Oh really, what are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna jump around and dance and play and everything!"
"Wow, that's scary!"

(Pause)

"Not with you, though. Not with any big people. Just little kids."


At that point, I wasn't sure whether to admonish her for picking on little kids, or laud her for having the sense not to mess with big people.

Wonderfully creepy.

From the awesome Homemade Hilarity
http://homemadehilarity.blogspot.com/

Ceramic cats that just... stare... unblinking... plotting your demise...

A long weekend, and a small tribute...

There's something to be said for having a Daddy weekend "ruined" by the child being sick. There's a closeness engendered by being the caretaker.

As long as you don't get sick yourself. (There I go again, tempting fate)

There's a good Daddy feeling, when she comes to me at 2AM because she doesn't feel good. Daddy will always take care of her.




On another note, today is 4 months since my first date with Gina.

And they've been a great 4 months. It's been a constant revelation to me. First, the sheer awesomeness that is Gina, who is one of the most impressive people I've ever met. Smart, funny, sexy, and very together.

But it's also what she brings out in me. I've been a very closed person for all of my life, and that's all changed now. She gives me a safe place emotionally. So, I can allow myself to feel, and not only feel, but indulge my feelings. And actually (gasp) enjoy them. Something I would have thought impossible a very short time ago.

So, thanks, babe. I am so enjoying the ride with you, wherever it takes us. You've given me an incredible gift, the gift of safety and security. And the amazing thing is that you've convinced me that I actually AM safe and secure with you. What an accomplishment.

Friday surfing

Stuff I'm linking to today:

http://absurdgallery.blogspot.com/

http://homemadehilarity.blogspot.com/

http://curioussigns.blogspot.com/

Happy Birthday

I had started a long post to commemorate my brother Eric's 49th birthday, but it was far too sappy.

So, let me just say that as facile as I may be with the language, there is no way for me to adequately express how proud I am of Eric, and how proud I am to be his brother.

Happy birthday, man. I love you.

--Curt

Under ObamaCare...

I love Jeph Jacques. These are not all his, but from his Twitter... Evidently, it was the rage yesterday on Twitter.


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RT @soundguynick Barack Obama is a ghola born from an axlotl tank SHOW US THE BIRTH CERTIFICATE BARACK OBAMA

Under ObamaCare, all medical procedures will be conducted by Bene Gesserit witches #obamacarefacts

people, this is meant to be SATIRE making fun of the insane lies the anti-ObamaCare people are telling. #sadthathehadtoexplainthejoke

Under ObamaCare HE WHO CONTROLS THE SPICE CONTROLS ARRAKIS

Under ObamaCare, bloodmobiles will be replaced with government-subsidized Chevy Volts (which actually run on blood)

@jonrosenberg fuck yeah (ObamaCare will reduce this phrase to "darn tootin'"

#obamacarefacts )26 minutes ago from Twitterrific in reply to jonrosenberg
Under ObamaCare you will be forced to compete for your medication in a combination Double Dare/Thunderdome arena.

Under ObamaCare I will be 1000 times more amused when people ragequit my Twitter account because of my opinions

under ObamaCare, Twitter will be replaced by a button on your computer that MURDERS THE INFIRM

PS blame/heap praise upon @jonrosenberg for this #obamacarefacts

Under ObamaCare, it will be legal for me to do what I just did to your grandparents.

Under ObamaCare activites that damage your health will also be socialized. Other people will drink all your beers.

@happymrlocust under ObamaCare, I will get a nickel every time I am a pedantic asshole

@happymrlocust under ObamaCare, Orlando will be a state and not a city in the state of Florida

Under ObamaCare all choice will be outlawed. Every action will be decided by the random quantum fluctuations of quarks.

under ObamaCare ALL DEAD HERE. ALL DEAD. KEEP MOVING IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE. HEAD EAST.

under ObamaCare chemotherapy will be replaced by Hillary Clinton cackling madly as your loved ones slowly die of cancer

under ObamaCare, you will have to go to Canada in order to be a fearmongering racist shitdick

Under ObamaCare, the CIA will replace the prozac in your tap water with its generic

Under ObamaCare, all firearms will be melted down, recast as plowshares and given to Afgani opium farmers

Nothing much new

Gina's still great, but she's in Jacksonville this week.

I've recovered from the Vegas trip finally.

My daughter is still the Golden Child.

Juvenile, but funny

Not suitable for work, or little kids :)


Sex Advice For Teens:
How To Hide An Unwanted Erection

A plug for my awesome cousin

http://www.snapsbykristin.blogspot.com/

She's starting her own photography business, wish her luck!

What happens in Vegas?

Work, work and more work. This isn't a pleasure trip by any stretch of the imagination.

Up to 58 hours worked since Monday.

Missing the Empress Gina terribly.

A little more upbeat...

1) My ex went on vacation, so I have Nolie all this week...

2) Gina got a new job, big promotion, which is completely awesome (as is she, of course)

3) This means that she will be moving closer soon...

Nolie rocks her new swimsuit...

Kind of a downer post...

http://www.mapthefallen.org/

You have to have Google Earth 5.0 to use this. Every soldier who has died in Iraq and Afghanistan is mapped, both their hometown and where they died.

Screw the politics in this case (not something I usually say). These people deserve to be remembered.

And yes, there was one young man from my small hometown.

And I'm in tears, although I have no idea who he is, and haven't been in Massachusetts for 21 years. It just doesn't seem right that someone from Norfolk, MA should have died in Iraq.

Or that anyone should.

Take care
Curt

I love the Onion...

OK, it's an old one, but this is hysterical


China Paper Bites on Onion Gag
Reuters 06.07.02
BEIJING -- Beijing's most popular newspaper has unwittingly republished a bogus story about U.S. Congress threats to skip town for Memphis or Charlotte unless Washington builds them a new Capitol building with a retractable dome.
The source? America's celebrated spoof tabloid, the Onion.
The Beijing Evening News, which claims a circulation of 1.25 million, translated portions of the Onion's tall tale word-for-word in the international news page of its June 3 edition.
The reprinted version of the May 29 article, which parodies Congress as a major league baseball team, also copied the Onion's would-be blueprint for a new legislative home that resembles a ballpark.
"Don't get us wrong: We love the drafty old building," the Onion jestingly quoted House Speaker Dennis Hastert saying.
"But the hard reality is, it's no longer suitable for a world-class legislative branch. The sight lines are bad, there aren't enough concession stands or bathrooms, and the parking is miserable."
The spoof from the brazen entertainment tabloid, which dubs itself "America's finest news source," apparently took in the Evening News.
"The story was written by one of our freelance writers," an editor at the Evening New told Reuters on Friday. "His stuff has been pretty much reliable before."
The editor said he had received other calls from readers about the article. "They were also suspicious of the contents."
Told the story came from the Onion and was not true, the editor said, "We would first have to check that out. If it's indeed fake, I'm sure there will be some form of correction."

I have a life?

Interesting what happens when you actually have a life, you know, when you're seeing someone... I'm used to a lot of free time, just hanging around talking to my cats (and various appliances), but since I met Gina, that's all out the window.

From July 2 throuh July 19, between my daughter and Gina, I've got three "alone" days out of 18! I mean, WTF is going on?

I don't have time even to sit around and get all depressed!

Adventures in surfing

1) Look to see if anyone's looked at this blog or the haiku blog.
2) Find that someone in Senegal(!) looked at the haiku blog.
3) Click "referring link" to see how they got there.
4) Realize that if you google "Dating Haiku", that Gina's "Bad Dating Haiku" entry is first on the list (Way to go, G!)
5) Click on the second entry on google's list for "Dating Haiku"
6) Get totally lost in http://www.madkane.com/humor_blog/

It's a website with her limericks and haikus, and they're great. Almost as good as Gina's :)

Onward,
Curt

Warning! Sappiness zone! Evacuate!

Temporarily here so Gina's awesome haiku can stay at the top of that page for a while:

Kiss me again, please
Sentimental effusions
Just pour out of me

Kiss me again, please
Show me how good it can be
To want something so

Kiss me again, please
Let us romp through Cupid's grove
Staking out our place

Kiss me again, please
When you do, there is nothing
Except you and me

Kiss me again, please
Our two bodies become one
Intense fireworks

WTF?

You know, I'm supposed to be someone who is "distant", "reserved", "detached", and "remote"...
But.

I miss someone a LOT... and I just saw her Sunday, and I'm seeing her tomorrow.

What the hell, people? Seriously? (I'm even lapsing into Gina-speak) It's been two months since the first e-mail contact.

I mean, I'm enjoying the hell out of her, but man, this is scary sometimes.

While I should be working...

http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com

Warning -- gigglefest may ensue...

Also, an all time favorite:

www.engrish.com

Pure Awesome

Came across this blog this morning:

http://bentobjects.blogspot.com/

He's an artist who works with found materials and wire. Brilliant stuff...

Oh, and The Empress G is made of pure awesome, as well... Granted, I haven't gotten to the Tootsie Roll center of that particular Tootsie Pop, but I'm surely enjoying the journey.

Feel free to extrapolate the 7 or 8 fun/disturbing/entendric meanings of that. Sounded a lot less creepy in my head...

She likes me? part Two

"Curt, I find you significantly less irritating than any other man on the planet..."

::swoon::

Someone who can actually squelch me and make me laugh while doing it... wow...

Gee, she likes me?

"You're not boring, Curt."

"It's just the things you talk about that are boring..."


:)

Bad news and good news

The Bad News:
1) Check Engine Light
2) No money to take care of said light.
3) A friend of mine is having man issues, don'cha love it when someone doesn't take a hint?
4) My San Diego dove is currently on a cruise to Europe (and I'm green)
5) My daughter has a urinary tract infection that of course is my fault...

The Good News:
1 through 100) Gina comes home tomorrow...


Too sentimental? Sue me.

My little existentialist...

My daughter and I were playing with balloons in her room and the following exchange occurred...

"Daddy, don't you wish you could do what I just did?"
"I sure do, honey"
"Well, maybe when the world starts over..."

Fun with haikus

Gina has started a new blog, dedicated to bad haiku... The two of us are hooked on doing them, and it shows no sign of stopping...

So we now have a repository for them

http://seriouslybadhaiku.blogspot.com/

Read and enjoy...

Any wonder I like her?

Anyone who I can drop the word "cannibulimia" on and A) gets the pun, and B) thinks it's funny, is definitely worth it :)

Edit: -- And then she writes cannibulemic haiku? ::swoon::

Haiku madness, for my friend

Read and liked my blog
What kind of nut could she be?
She's in Virginia!

E-mails back and forth
Funny, smart, and likable
She'd be quite a catch

Connect with mind first
Always the best way with me
Not just eye candy

Sent me her picture
Guys would think of nothing else
But how hot she is.

Learn more about her
Converse with her on the phone
Connect even more

She's quite a good friend
I can talk to her about
Things that bother me

And things that I like
I told her about Gina
She's rooting for us

And what are friends for?
Giving me her perspective
Things I might not think

She's been through some crap
That people shouldn't have to
She should be so proud

Holding together
Keeping her head about her
I'm proud of her too

And her sweet daughter
She will be a heartbreaker
Just like her mom is

Keep your chin up, babe
The Putz is not typical
We're not all assholes

Know that I care for
My friend and her happiness
More than I can say

Ahhhh, bachelorhood...

I had a great laundry mishap... I washed my sheets with something I evidently should not have washed them with.

Now my sheets look like I'm either a very sloppy axe murderer or someone looking to do a bedroom Rohrschach test...

"Do you see the elephant?" "Good, clearly, we must have sex."

I've been e-mailing and talking with a woman from Virginia, I'm like her online big brother since she's relatively new to the online dating thing.

She has a suitor who we're calling "Professor Putz", becuase he's pretty full of himself. She was going to forward one of his e-mails to me with her commentary about his general putziness.

And what did she do?

You guessed it.

She sent it back to him, instead of me.

And the guy's such a putz that he bought her explanation that her commentary was for another guy's e-mail.

Oy vey!

Oh my God this is funny

http://whywomenhatemen.blogspot.com/

As an online dating veteran, this cheers me -- that I have never done any of this stuff.

Warning -- probably not suitable for work.

OK, I've been a pompous intellectual ass at times, but the rest I've never done.

Well, most of the rest.

Talking about ex's

There's an unwritten rule of dating that says "Don't discuss your ex at all..." While I understand that constant talk about ex's can be off-putting (to where you really wonder if the other person has let go, or is incredibly bitter towards all members of the opposite sex), there's another side to it.

Especially among us over 30 to 40, you're often talking about ex-spouses, or ex-long term relationships. And these play a part in who we are today. I'm almost in favor of talking about the ex's right away, to kind of get it on the table. Add children to the mix, and it's almost a necessity, because you can glean quite a bit about someone and/or their situation by how they talk about their child's other parent. If it's obviously an adversarial relationship, it might not be something you want to get involved in too deeply, because that can be a real hairball.

Maybe I'm just saying this because I have a decent friendship going with my ex. We do well as friends and co-parents, and we're never getting back together in any physical/romantic way, but friends works.

Also, an update on the golden child -- she has a hidden talent. She can speak birdie. A couple of barn swallows have made a nest in my porch at my apartment, and the chicks have hatched. My daughter stands outside and waves and says "Tweet! Tweet!" "Oh, do you speak birdie?" "Yes I do -- Tweet! Tweet!"

Proof that she speaks birdie...

--Curt

For fans of good writing

www.websnark.com

It's a blog that was ostensibly about webcomics, but the guy (and his wife) branch out into different areas...

and...

they both can REALLY write.

On the main page, on the right hand side, there's a link for "Philosophical snarks"... and there are some real gems there. Sometimes, what they write about doesn't interest me and I pass it by, but when they hit it, they really hit it. Also, the comments are well thought-out for the most part, evenwhen they disagree.

It's great stuff -- if you like to think, give it a shot.

Well, hell, if Jenn can update, so can I

Being a bad blogger again...

Actually, not much going on (HAH!). Nothing I wanted to write about anyway. Stressland is not necessarily a good place to write from. Money is tight, not that I'm alone there. My daughter is still incredibly awesome.

We get pretty sickening sometimes -- We were playing the "I love you bluer than the sky" "I love you greener than the grass" game, and she got me...

"I love you bigger than a giant!"
"Daddy, I love you bigger than a giant's DADDY!"

Win. Because, you know, Daddies are pretty freaking big...