Monthly Archives: June 2007

This’ll get ‘em talking:

To be or not to have been … written?

One of the memes floating around the blogosphere is the ever-popular book meme. You know, it’s the series of questions that ask what book you’d take with you on a deserted island, what book changed your life, etc. I’ve seen it on several blogs, but with my life being ruled by a benevolent dictator these days, I haven’t had a chance to answer the questions myself.

However, one of the questions of the meme has been bothering me lately, and I’m not sure how I would answer it. That question is:

One book that you wish had never been written?

How would I answer that? I’m not sure. This is one of the more revealing answers of the meme, and one that has larger implications than a silly getting-to-know-you type of exercise.

Are there any books that should have never been written? While there are some vile books out there, each serves a purpose — if only to alert others to the inherent sicknesses of the authors who write these atrocities. (and for the record, I’m thinking books that encourage the destruction of others)

While I can think of several sarcastic books I could insert as an answer, I’m not so sure I could think of a legitimate way of addressing the question of which book should have never existed.


God for President: Finally, A Candidate Who is More than the Lesser of Two Evils by Jim Gerard

But if I were Karl Rove and wanted to secure the party’s base and lock up the election, why would I mess around with mortal candidates, especially the motley crew of unhinged megalomaniacs currently vying for the presidential nomination? Why not tap a higher power?

That’s right — God himself.

God — and I’m talking about the wrathful, Old Testament Lord, not Jesus or the Holy Ghost – is the perfect Republican candidate.

First of all, his Q rating is off the charts. Everybody knows God. So Rove and the Gang don’t have to spend any time making him known to the American people. No campaign trail, no baby kissing, no press conferences. He’ll do even less than Bush.

Second, according to every poll, God has an approval rating of probably 80 percent. Besides, millions of voters pray to this guy whenever they have a problem. Don’t you think they owe him something in return?

Third, there is no better candidate to carry the Republican’s fear-based message than the omnipotent power who threatens fire and brimstone whenever mortals displease him. Moreover, He could use his intimidation tactics on independent voters, centrists — even card-carrying Democrats. (Sample campaign slogan: “Vote Democratic and spend the rest of eternity in a burning pit listening to John Kerry’s stump speech.” Yikes. That’s enough to scare even Noam Chomsky into jumping parties.)

Fourth, God backs up his threats with action — mostly smiting.

Read the rest of the reasons here.


Emma meets the Atlantic

Happy mama, not so happy baby, originally uploaded by becky b..

My favorite picture from our vacation.

Now that’s what I call underage drinking!

Toddler served margarita in a sippy cup

Kim Mayorga was confused when her 2-year-old started making funny faces and pushing away the apple juice he had ordered at Applebee’s. The explanation came when she opened the lid of the sippy cup and was hit by the smell of tequila and Triple Sec.

The restaurant staff accidentally gave Julian Mayorga a margarita Monday. He grew drowsy and started vomiting a few hours later and was rushed to the hospital.

“I wasn’t going to make a big deal about it,” the mother told the Contra Costa Times on Thursday, “but then he got sick.”

The apple juice and margarita mix were stored in identical plastic bottles, and the manager mistakenly grabbed the margarita container to pour the boy’s drink, said Randy Tei, vice president for Apple Bay East Inc., which owns the franchise restaurant and nine other Applebee’s in the San Francisco Bay area.

Catch it while you can:

Michael Moore’s latest flick, Sicko — now on Google Video.


Nothing says "Welcome Home" like…

3 week overdue milk in your fridge. Yum!

(we’re baaaaa-ack)