Fingers Crossed

The reality obsession continues....

On American Idol tonight, we'll see if Constantine Maroulis (who was Jesus in the production of Superstar where I was Herod... and should have been Judas) and his mediocre "Kiss From A Rose" survives to sing again next week. My roomie and I have decided that even though he's a jerk, and his performance Monday wasn't sterling, we'd still like to see him advance. Just so we'll have another week to make fun of him or enjoy his progress. Basically to bask in the reflected glow of his success. (And if you're counting, his fame clock is at about 31 minutes.)

But of FAR greater importance tonight is the Project Runway finale! Where we'll see (I'm watching with 's sister-in-law) if our beloved Jay wins the big prize. Personally, if Jay doesn't win, I won't be crushed, cause I know he's still got a future ahead of him. I'm not even rooting against the show's "villain", Wendy. She's done her best to play the game to win. People have accused her of using tactics and chicanery. I think people are jealous that she's gotten herself to the finals. Wendy's not as good as some of the designers she's left in her wake, but she didn't make the stupid, fatal mistakes they all seemed to make. Sucks for them.

In other news, I watched Conan tonight to see Rufus Wainwright perform his cover of "Stairway to Paradise" - not to be confused with "Stairway to Heaven", mind you. It's a Gershwin tune he recorded for The Aviator soundtrack (and performs in the movie, I hear). Always nice to see Rufus, this time wearing black tie and tails and backed by a swinging rag band.

Ah well, off to bed...

A quick chortle...

Something some of you know about me is that I'm all about my Xbox. I love playing online and have made some very good friends via Xbox Live.
These friends maintain a message board so we can chat, swap ideas, schedule games, things like that. Apparently, when these guys get board, they just spam the crap out of this board. Today produced this gem:
The topic was "Your gay"
And the entire body of the message was " :o "

Now - I understand that boys will be boys, and that "fag", "faggot", and "gay" are insulting words of choice among the immature, but this got my dander up a bit. I can tolerate all sorts of slights, especially minor one where no harm is intended, but seriously, was this even worth this guy's thirty seconds?

So I replied to the post:

"Here's a fun little trick I like to try sometimes - proper grammar.
For instance, "Your gay" is either misspelled or incomplete.
A correct spelling may have been "You're gay", or the more formal, "You, sir, are gay". "You are all gay" or the more vulgar "Y'all are gay" would also have been alright. "Y'all's is gay" would not have been acceptable.
The other option is that you submitted your post before completing it. Some possibilities that crossed my mind are, "Your gay floral arrangement" or "Your gay '90s retrospective is lacking". Personally, though, I think you probably meant to type, "Your gay cousin told me I gave the best blowjob he'd ever had, but he wished I wasn't so loose in the trunk."
Was that what you were saying?"

The guy still hasn't replied....

It's the small things that make us happy sometimes.

Doing Our Part

Due to financial constraints and as a demonstration against the outlandish
prices for heating oil (well, ALL petroleum products) this season, my
roommate and I have been keeping the thermostats low. We've been
extraordinarily successful so far, using roughly 60% of what we used last
year. It's been a very rewarding experiment.
But it's so f$%#ing cold tonight!!!
Sheesh - what's next?
(The answer from weather.com: Snow. 3-5 inches tomorrow evening.)
Stupid winter.
Stupid seasons.
(That will end my rant about the weather. As everyone knows, it's not nice
to fool with Mother Nature.)

What a week...

Lessee...
1) The NHL cancelled their season.
Of course, I'd know this was coming all along, I mean - how could you not
have seen this coming. Of course, knowing my readership, I imagine you've
already moved to the next paragraph.

2) The Jeff Gannon/Jim Guckert fiasco.
How GREAT and TERRIBLE is all this?! For those who may not have been
following this unbelievable bit of news, href=http://americablog.blogspot.com/2005/02/man-called-jeff.html>this
link will get you up to date on what's happened (up till Monday), visit
the stupendous Americablog website
for more information about this and other news-type items you won't see on
Fox News.
Anyway - it's a fascinating tale of deception, tax evasion, White House
Press Passes, and gay escorts. (Really. It is. You can't make this stuff
up.)

3) Frank's Dead!!
Holy crap - that kid with the brain tumor who sold the "Frank Must Die"
bumper sticker on eBay for $10k beat the cancer! Amazing story - you can
read a tad more about it href=http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEALTH/conditions/02/15/frank.tumor.ap/index.ht
ml>here.

Not too terribly much going on around here, just the normal BS.

I don't know why this makes me laugh

there are some truly troubled people in the world.
I support them with my laughter.
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/kittycat.php

The song is much more amusing than the flash, I think.

Ann Coulter: Right Wing Sexpot, Moron

In addition to cool health care laws and a more relaxed attitude towards
marijuana, here's something else Canada has going for it: Giving Ann Coulter
the Smack Down.
Ms. Coulter is a celebrated author and political pundit. She is a fervent
supporter of the President and of his policies. She has frequently come
down hard on those people or entities who do not share her beliefs. Among
her victims is Canada, who have criticized the War in Iraq and refused to
participate in the coalition (US! And Great Britain! And, um, Poland! And
um... uh...). She recently granted an interview with Canadian
Broadcasting's Bob McKeown (a news man). Here's a fun excerpt:

Coulter: "Canada used to be one of our most loyal friends and vice-versa. I mean Canada sent troops to Vietnam - was Vietnam less containable and more of a threat than Saddam Hussein?"
McKeown interrupts: "Canada didn't send troops to Vietnam."
Coulter: "I don't think that's right."
McKeown: "Canada did not send troops to Vietnam."
Coulter (looking desperate): "Indochina?"
McKeown: "Uh no. Canada ...second World War of course. Korea. Yes. Vietnam No."
Coulter: "I think you're wrong."
McKeown: "No, took a pass on Vietnam."
Coulter: "I think you're wrong."
McKeown: "No, Australia was there, not Canada."
Coulter: "I think Canada sent troops."
McKeown: "No."
Coulter: "Well. I'll get back to you on that."

McKeown tags out in script:
"Coulter never got back to us -- but for the record, like Iraq, Canada sent no troops to Vietnam."

My guess is they cut out the part where she mentioned the war over Terrence and Phillip.
Hooray Canada!

Ahhh... My Halo obsession...

It hurts to want it so badly.
Ohhhh, Master Chief, with your mirrored visor and armor plating, how I wish
you could be mine.
Okay, not really, but I've definitely played far too much Halo 2 online with
my Xbox cronies.
I think it might be responsible for my bedsores and the fact that I twitch
throughout the night. The fact that I'm constantly harassed by 12 year-olds
with mouths that make truck drivers blush doesn't get me too down. It gets
me down when they beat me (but not too much - I can still drive a car and
buy liquor).
Anyway - I've been lax in my journal writing, and I wanted to make a quick
post between matches to explain my absence.
This will fade soon enough, I suspect. Then I'll get back to reading,
emailing, watching television - all the truly interesting things that drive
me to write here. And maybe I'll get me some kind of a social life, too.
One can only hope.