Oct 14, 2005

Say it isn’t so!

She’s well-spoken, but her complaint is much the same as those of most every other girl I’ve spoken with: “SuicideGirls is the Wal-Mart of alt-porn.” She’s said the same at her page on the site, but you won’t find the comment there; it’s been purged, along with just about every other critical comment any Suicide Girl has made has made about SuicideGirls.

Alas the myth of Suicide Girls debunked.
Small pictures.

The image below is linked to a larger image but before clicking through be sure to read the entry below it.



I came across this website over the weekend. The website is called nowthatsf*ckedup.com. It’s basically a porn site in that it has pix of wives and girlfriends, pretty standard stuff. I’m sure everyone will be shocked that men actually like to look at pictures of naked women. Here’s the hook though, the site gives service personnel serving in combat free access in return for posting pictures taken during the course of combat ops.

Now, I think a lot of people here at home have this somewhat sanitized view of war and that’s a bit of a problem. I’ve seen some fairly gory things during the course of life even if I never worked as a part of the PD or EMS.

Three things that come to mind are:
1) Finding a detached limb while working at a metro area beach.

2) Seeing a women get decapitated right in front of me while walking along a Manhattan street.

3) The overall carnage surrounding a 30 plus vehicle accident that I was in the middle of but managed to walk away from totally unscathed.


My point is, I still carry these things around with me to this day. However, as gory as these things might have been, they pale by comparison to what a generation of Americans are experiencing on a daily basis in the service of this country. The reason this comes to mind is a conversation I had over the weekend with my friend Kevin. Summed up, it was about the current state of affairs domestically in this country and a general dissatisfaction with the direction our leadership has taken us.

Kevin expressed a very genuine fear whatever damage our nation incurred over these two terms of faltering stewardship would wind up being irreparable. I don’t think that’s the case though. First off, we’ve suffered through far worse during the course of the nation’s history. Second, there is going to be a generation of people who will be returning from all over the world after having served their country - in general, these will be people of conviction and a strong sense of what they think our country should be. These veterans will not suffer the fate of the Vietnam era veterans in that their contribution will be diminished because of an errant foreign policy decision. They will return, perhaps jaundiced by what they have seen, but determined to return to a society worth their efforts.

I imagine many of the next generation of leaders may in fact come from their ranks.

Kevin had referenced the movie Wall Street as a point in our society when the prevalent view of the rich changed (greed is good). Something we can recognize when The Apprentice or Survivor are the popular entertainment of the day. The question is can we really believe a generation of returning veterans who embraced the concept of personal sacrifice, will not challenge the values of an ethically vague society where greed is promoted as a positive trait?
Before she was Lost:

Want to see what Evangeline Lilly was up to before she became the star of Lost? Click on the image below and find out:

When worlds collide.

Andrew Parker, an urban planner and professor of public affairs at Baruch College, and his wife, Suzanne, a technology consultant for artists and arts organizations, have lived in the house since 1974, and raised two daughters there.

Short article about the Parker family of Forest Hills and how Spider Man impacted their life.
The glass is half full?

Yeah, I’m amazed at the days of unending overcast weather we’ve been having up here in the Northeast lately. Wednesday my neighbor was out in the street screaming at the village worker because of the two feet of water making it’s way into his garage (again, nothing new over the last decade). However, even though I count the days until we see the sun again - we needed the rain as local governments were just beginning to plan for ways to deal with the drought.

Friday kitty fun.

Shauna’s adventures part 2 continued from last week (click through for larger size).


Bought to you courtesy of the auteur:


The man responsible for bringing you the adventures of Shauna.

Oct 11, 2005

Waiting for the train.

So many overcast days in a row, a picture from a sunnier and warmer time.

Women like Avis?

They just try harder - I don’t imagine they’re out there with the same requests.

I came across this during my lurid wanderings and found it quite funny. If your prudish be forewarned and don’t click through but, the whole thing is humorous if you don’t take these kinds of things too seriously.

Via MissFuzzyBunny.

Dear Men of Craig’s List:

The membership of the National Federated Union of Porn Stars wishes to register an official complaint and related Cease and Desist request. Your incessant searching for a “girl who f***s like a porn star,” the somewhat similar “girl who s***s d**k like a porn star,” and the unending fake posts regaling how “she took my s*****g c** all over her face like a porn star” are interfering with the conduct of business in the legitimate porn industry. A recent study conclude that the prevalence of these requests and reports have in fact begun to convince a startling proportion of otherwise normal women that they should and must behave like porn stars. This is still a trend in its infancy but gentleman, should this phenomenon reach critical mass we, the real porn stars of America, will be shit out of luck, not to mention jobs.
Because you need to know:

Courtesy of the Monster blog...

Here are 10 “excuses” — five smart and five not-so-smart — to help you save face and your sanity.
Are we having fun yet?

More on Iraq.

Human Rights Watch has released a report based on conversations with three former members of the Army's 82nd Airborne Division that says they routinely beat and abused Iraqi detainees in Fallujah in 2003 and 2004.

Oct 8, 2005

I walk alone.



The Empire State is an innocuous presence in the middle of Manhattan. It’s the city’s tallest building and I pass it all the time but hardly give it a second thought.

I love the way it looks, it’s not that I don’t think it’s a beautiful building because it is, I just seem to take it for granted. It’s this thing which has always been there and I can’t think of life without it. I haven’t been up to the top in a long, long time. Not that I haven’t wanted to go but, when I have been in the building the line looks so incredibly long, I don’t see the use in waiting on, I keep thinking I’ll go the one day or time when the rest of the world is asleep or off doing other things and I’ll be able to really enjoy the experience.

Many years ago, a friend used the observation deck as the place to propose to his wife - it struck me as so very romantic and I’m sure there are a lot of stories similar to that one.

It just reminded me of the World Trade Center in a way and how everytime I’m outside of Manhattan looking at the skyline, it seems so unbalanced now. Whether I’m out in the Meadowlands, driving along the BQE, coming down from the Bronx, or just riding the Hudson line there is this big gaping absence, it’s like looking at one of those cartoons where your supposed to compare the differences between two pictures that look the same. In this instance, the image is the one I grew up with, the mental picture that is jarred when I look at the skyline now.

Anyway, I do find myself looking up at the ESB when I’m walking up Fifth Avenue sometimes and looking up seeing the telltale flashes of photo takers on the observation deck thinking how I have to get up there one of these days soon.

Double standard?

[I]f America holds something as the moral standard, it should be unacceptable for us as a people to change that moral standard based on fear. The measure of a person or a people’s character is not what they do when everything is comfortable. It’s what they do in an extremely trying and difficult situation, and if we want to claim that these are our ideals and our values then we need to hold to them no matter how dark the situation.

Testimony by US Army officers on torture in Iraq, the Human Rights Watch report.
More voices:

It’s interesting to hold an opposite position from nearly everyone you know. Especially about something politically divisive. Everyone assumes you think like they do, lots of offensive stuff gets emailed and linked, people nudge you about things and expect something other than a blank stare.

This is a snippet of an entry from Joe Maller’s blog (click through to read in its entirety). I know Joe vaguely in the sense our orbits have intersected occasionally - I worked with his wife. I can’t say I’ve really had an extensive, soul-baring conversation with Joe when we have bumped into each other, but reading his thoughts on his blog, he strikes me as a smart and fair-minded guy. His entry got me thinking about what I had written awhile back, ostensibly the increasing tendency to be dismissive of views not in agreement with our own.

I can’t say I know Joe’s opinions and wouldn’t presume to speak for the him but, his point reminded me of experiences I have had: being in a room full of people when the topic of discussion has turned to the events of the day (and the players), knowing speaking up with an opposing voice wouldn’t be the best thing for the ’ole career or another instance when I got an email from someone which begat to a series of emails ending that friendship.

The email concerned the 2004 election and it struck me out of left field but, the assumption of the person who sent it was, I would agree with the sentiments expressed wholeheartedly. When I didn’t and when I pointed out to the person I didn’t (asking not to receive further emails of this kind), the trouble began and what followed was volleys of emails going back and forth with of increasing intensity. I was tweaking the guy after a point. Truthfully, I knew he felt strongly but, I was disappointed in him, disappointed because he didn’t leave any room to disagree. While I liked him as a person (and he’s a good guy), I also knew to stay friends would mean journeying into the realm of the blank stare regularly. Spending far too much time there already, I can say I wasn’t as interested in increasing my stay so, there went that friendship.

I would have much rather bought him a drink and been able to disagree - which is the way Joe might have handled it. If I see Joe sometime down the road I’ll probably take him up on his invitation to buy him a beer or two because even if I don’t agree with the guy (and in some ways I’m sure I will) - at least he’ll be open minded enough to have a discussion and there aren’t enough people out there these days even willing to do that.

Of course, being a happy drunk helps too.

Oct 6, 2005

Tales from the workaday world.

Just some jewels from a variety of sources to reassure you that in fact working these days can truly be maddening:

Garrison, who lives in Highlands Ranch, Colorado, said he never thought he would be rewarded for getting fired. Then again, he never dreamed he would be fired after he ate two of the six pieces of pepperoni pizza left over from a company meeting.

Or this jewel from the Monster blog:

Workplace Mistakes to Avoid. To guard your job security, be sure to avoid the 10 common pitfalls on this checklist from Jennifer Star, a New York City-based corporate recruiter and trainer specializing in administrative-support personnel:

Or another one:

These kinds of firings open a dangerous can of worms for employees, whose once-deemed personal lives may now be subject to their employers’ scrutiny and, ultimately, may be grounds for termination. The one-time proverbial wall between economic church and state is being broken down. Fast.

And finally this jewel which reminded me of the client I had that had two kinds of deodorizer in the men’s bathroom.

Workplace Bathroom Etiquette. People tend to equate the bathroom with privacy. And although you can’t see anyone when you’re behind a closed stall door, that doesn’t mean you’re alone or that people can’t hear you.

Getting back to the deodorizer thingee, I couldn’t quite grasp why there were two different kinds of deodorizer in the bathroom. It implied that each spray would be used for a different purpose - perhaps one was for flatulent individuals and the other for cases of severe defecation?

I was just trying to make sense of the logic behind the decision for a variety. It appeared as if there was some serious thinking going on behind it.

Of course, that’s not to say any men’s restroom I’ve been in has ever been terrific although I do remember the executive loo from years back when I was a guard on a midnight shift and I can honestly say I know from personal experience that those corporate kings do in fact have their very own throne rooms.

Oct 2, 2005

Pretending to be Spidey:



How does he deal with the vertigo, I wonder?
ICU. Telemetry. ICU. Telemetry. ICU...

Three weeks and counting and that’s pretty much how it could all be summed up. We’re in the ICU, no we’re in telemetry. Three weeks and counting since the EYOC took the trip to the hospital.

It’s really amazing. There are times I’m sorry for bringing him to the hospital. Remembering how afraid he was before the journey, how terrified and trapped he felt - go to the hospital or just hope whatever is bothering him just goes away. Man, I tell you, wherever there is an opening on your body, once you’re in the hospital they find a way to put something in it. There are good days and there are bad days but, there are more days which there wouldn’t have been without the trip.

One day I go and EYOC can barely talk or move. He doesn’t seem to even be aware of where he’s at. Then. I get a surprise towards the end of last week when my sister calls and tells me EYOC will be discharged in the coming week!?!? Since I had been the day before, I was somewhat dumbstruck by the announcement. How can you release someone so very seriously ill? The next day I go down and EYOC looks better than he has in weeks. He’s awake. He appears to have his wits about him. He moves (albeit very slowly). The difference in his condition from my previous visit only 48 hours before is remarkable! I can hardly believe it, it’s as if a higher power has come down and breathed life back into his lungs again.

Afterward, I sit in the cafeteria with my sister, amazed and relieved at the change in his condition. Just glad to see him regaining some of his strength and beginning the progression back to normalcy.

Then the next day I get the phone call from the cardiologist that the EYOC has been shuttled back to the ICU after an unexplainable drop in both blood pressure and blood sugar - I imagine next week’s release date was a little too optimistic. So, I just keep puttering away. It’s this strange limbo not knowing what will happen and not being able to plan because it really depends on someone’s health. EYOC will be 82 next week and I can’t imagine he’ll be happy celebrating in the hospital. Ah, if only they’d let me bring the kitty for a visit.

Sep 30, 2005

Time to move?

Via BlogSensei (link at right).

Your personality type is RCUAI

You are moderately reserved, moderately calm, unstructured, moderately accommodating, and intellectual, and may prefer a city which matches those traits.

The largest representation of your personality type can be found in the these U.S. cities: Washington DC, Oklahoma City, Raleigh/Durham, Louisville, New Orleans, Greensboro, Austin, Albuquerque/Santa Fe, Sacramento, Salt Lake City, Denver and these international countries/regions Luxembourg, Iceland, Hungary, Kazakhstan, Slovenia, Netherlands, Greece, Puerto Rico, Denmark, Belgium, Croatia, Germany, Turkey, Sweden, Ireland

What Places In The World Match Your Personality?

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Kitty Friday.

I’m tempted to post the Adventures of Shauna which Brian has been emailing me of late. I’m a sucker for kitties. Until I get the permission to post it though, a picture of the furry beast will have to suffice: