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In the name of security for the Olympics, I fully subscribe to the sarcastic tone of the article. This should make you feel very uncomfortable. Watch the news for the stories of interest that tell you of the directions we shouldn’t be going down.

Imagine if Philly or Chicago had gotten the Olympics in any recent bidding? Not counting the fact that it, like the Superbowl generally leaves cities poorer and worse for wear. An opportunity to overwhelmingly wire, install, view, and track massive populations and a too-easy situation in which to abuse power.

There’s no American ideal to present overseas when our biggest faces are emblazoned with logos instead of seals.

China Finds Eager Allies for Olympic Security (NY Times, subscription may be required…it’s free)

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After years of consideration I have shat, wiped and am now getting off the pot. I’ve decided to learn how to play the electric organ. Billy Preston waaaaaaaaaa!!!!

That said, I need to know if it’s much wiser to learn the basic piano first and then graduate to the organ. No point in fucking about with the I’m praying for a Hammond if I can do a 1.5 fer. Expert advice solicited.

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All sorts of things going back to Octoberish

Ric and I went to the poker room in Melbourne and found this guy sneaking around the parking lot of a restaurant.
The Cabildo in Jackson Square, New Orleans French Quarter. Went there with Dad and Poppy for a few days.
First attempt at baked Macaroni and Cheese. I had rigatoni and it didn’t work out great. The bechamel wasn’t smooth enough along with too much red pepper and gruyere. Next time simplicity and complete preparedness will be observed.
Goat Cheese and dried Herbs de Provence Quiche
Smoked Chicken and Cheese Quiche
Side view of a slice
Indian spiced, pan fried tiger shrimp. Amchur + Turmeric + Chile Powder + Paprika + AP Flour + Salt + Pepper
Calyn created her own scar appliance with stage makeup. Looked great and realistic from a normal distance.
Ric went as Wesley from The Princess Bride. Calyn went as a zombie bitten cheerleader. Ric looked a pedo with that mustache brewing all month
Jack

For my trip to Israel next month I just bought a Sandisk Sansa e260 4gb player and now need the phones. Haven’t had the urge or need to buy some in a long time and need budget suggestions.

Things I’ll be listening to may have deep bass and the need for clear mids and highs. If they’re earphones, please testify to their comfort because I can’t go through the desert bitching and kvetching. It would be untoward and unlike my people.

Makes sense to me. In LA it’s a major religion and one that has specific programs that they will enroll you in to cure what ails ya. Get the drugs out, get the drink out, compartmentalize the crazy and she’s their biggest and most relevant conversion story to date. Technology is going to be a part of the next religion to step out of crazy cult status and into position next to the magic undies friends.

This is entertainment. I sat on a newspaper machine and watched him scare people for 2 hours. I think he makes a decent living.

There’s too many headlines above the fold of cnn.com right now that are ripe bananas. It’s supposed to have been the hottest year on record and I can attest to it being just short of 70F outside right now in Orlando and a cold front is coming through in the 40s-60s. For two days. End ballgame, but it still gets dark out early as hell.

Going down the list starting with the Mitchell Report :

1. The report was what we refer to as Denny Green, it was who we thought it was going to be. Allegations dogged Clemens for years and the report comes from far more secondhand information than it does from the primary source Jason “Sammy the Bull” Giambi aka Henry Hill. But, it was a nice trip down memory lane with players who are no longer around. I hope this dies before Spring Training, but Clemens may not come back just to avoid having to deal with the press. Bonds is still a press nightmare and running the show his way which so far has not produced anything of reporting interest from his side.

2. Oprah has troubles lately and injecting herself into politics was not a good way to shore up support, especially if Obama is not the Democratic candidate. Her South African school having “show me on the doll where…” issues haven’t keep her in a positive light and she reeks of opportunist right now. Fuck what you’ve heard Obama/Winfrey? For real? Who else would move to wield power like Cheney from the VP’s desk? Sheeeeeit.

3. No shit, they didn’t convict the terrorists? A gang of idiots dupes themselves into setting up a potential crime. I think the record is 1-700, Star Chamber trailing, but showing resilience.

4. Jodie Foster coming out publicly and anything having to do with Paris Hilton. Her coming out is sorta like when some of my fraternity brothers did. Everyone gave them a sarcastic Word? or Oh Shit, For Real? No surprise, thanks for making it formal. Get creative, like one of those banners pulled from planes over the beach. Rep Ft. Lauderdale if you’ve seen the Jungle Queen fly-bys.

I’ve been able to listen to a pre-release of the Lupe Fiasco upcoming The Cool. Below is a listen to Go Go Gadget Flow and Streets on Fire.

On “The Coolest” he sounds like Kanye & Weezy merging ala Station from Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey. Hi Definition features Snoop who is doing his best Bob Horry impression recently alongside Sensual Seduction. Gold Watch intros like a Sublime track. Streets on Fire = Lupe fronts an electronic orchestra channeling U2/Linkin Park conducted by Kruder & Dorfmeister.

Definitely worth a buy : tight flow, changes up style, good production values. still a bit kanye invoking in rap singing which isn’t my bag.

Searching around for old basketball memorabilia on the bay, I got smacked in the face with fashion for Barcelona 1992. I remember seeing the commercials for Kellogg’s cereal advertising this jacket which you could only get by sending in a proof of purchase(s) and some generally small amount of money…think under $25.00 and this beauty could be yours.

I was not dying for one in having to own one, but like Guitar Hero, I needed to see it in person to make an informed decision. When that day finally came somewhere in Pembroke Lakes, FLA I was presented with a unique piece to say the least. Imagine a pillowy, matte white trash bag with elastic round both sleeves and the waistband all crimped up and ready to endure suffering through Blossom to watch the Fresh Prince[||]. The cheapest part of this getup? They used the exact same pictures on teh front and back! Looks like Stockton, Bird, Malone, Robinson and Mullin.

Now check out who made the jacket in conjunction with Big Bran? TYVEK!

These are the same folks that make the plastic sheets that go around new houses under construction and all the other goodness that comes with a dwelling. This is DuPont mother bitches. These guys have their fingers in everything including all of the secret societies that everyone seems to know about these days: Skull and Bones, Freemasons, Knights Templar, Bilderberger, Trilateral Commission, Council on Foreign Relations, The O-Jays, occassional touring members of Parliament Funkadelic in the 1990s (this didn’t include a Cameo (n. Word Up! re: Korn sucks) in PCU), Separate Ways (a Journey cover band), S.C.U.M. (we’re the Planeteers, you can be one too) or S.P.E.C.T.R.E.

What they have done is stepped up the level of fashion possible when it’s time to not inhale some kind of avian death. God help us all if that shit breaks out at Pollo Tropical because Florida will just up and fall off the map altogether. The country will be geographically circumcised and we’ll be floating back to Cuba…

This is the Tychem CPF 4. Biggest benefit? Level B splash protective. I’m thinking in my world this would translate to necessary kit after any trip to McDonald’s for breakfast. Never, ever eat the Steak and Egg Bagel. That thing got me sick enough in 2 hours that I had to go home and crap that stomach guy from Total Recall.

Tychem Reflector. This is for going into space with. By space I mean reenacting the scene in Rocket Man where dude farts in his moon suit. Drug up a friend, slip them in here and create the world’s most perfect dutch oven. Next Halloween go as future Marty scaring the shit out of his dad with Van Halen.

To keep it old school, for the discerning germophobe.

We’re just lucky they didn’t make Magic wear one of these against Angola.