Those that don't learn from the past...

Barbie just directed me to a website I haven't seen in years.


This was the old blog, back when blogger was shitty. Or shittier, depending on your opinion. I had some insights back then that surprise me today. Also some ideals that I've completely lost track of. But there's some comedy gems on there, if you take the time to look.

From Thursday, March 20, 2003

I'm in LAX with Barb and our flight to Seattle was cancelled. We are however rescheduled on a 3pm flight to SEA-TAC, and maybe on a sooner 2PM flight. Since I only have 2moreminuteson the crappy LAXpubliccomputer (space bar sucks),I'mout. I'lltry to postinseattle.goddammit.

Also, if I talked shit on you back then, I'm sorry... but you probably deserved it.

I have no one to blame, but myself.

I'm home from school. I'm tired as fuck, and my back hurts like a bitch. I think I got to sleep around 130 last night, to get up by 615. Also, I spent a fair portion of yesterday sitting hunched over on the bed, playing Final Fantasy VI. I played the shit out of this game on SNES when it came out in 1994. I was a freshman in HS. Well, 5 years after the initial US release, it was released again, this time on Playstation, and being the junkie for this game that I am, I bought it. Never really played through it on PSX, though. 7 years later, I decided to start it up again... now I'm addicted. It's one of those where you say "okay, at 9, I'll put it away... Ok, it's 9. This part won't take long, I'll just finish it... ok, it's 10 now, I gotta put this away, but I'm right in the middle of this. So just a little longer. Shit, it's 11. 12. 1." If you've got time to invest in a long RPG, I definitely recommend this game. I refuse to believe modern RPGs are better. It's easy enough to find as an SNES Rom. Anyway, now I'm tired, out of energy, and worn out.



I realized the other day that as much fun as 3 hour rock jam sessions are, there comes a point where one's lips stop cooperating. And if you keep pushing past that point, you begin to do more damage than good. I've been deliberating with the idea of picking up a second instrument, one where lips aren't necessary, so I can pick and choose between the trombone and something else. Maybe make cover songs a little more viable. In any case, I don't have many options in mind, since this is such a new thought. And it's not like I have any dough to just go out and buy something.

As it stands, our current instrumentation is as follows:


So since another wind instrument is out, that narrows it down to either something stringed, or percussion. Since I don't really have the dexterity for a stringed instrument (and playing rhythm guitar is gay, anyway), I've been thinking about percussion. Congas are my top choice, but I'm still open to suggestions. I own a sitar, but I really don't want to get that out and lug it around to gigs, cause it's incredibly fragile. Also, I'd need to buy mics or pick-ups and an amp, and I'm really not looking to invest that much into it. At least with congas, I could buy a cheap pair and resell 'em if it ended up being a bust. I'm just thinking out loud with this, anyway. If anyone's got any input, feel free to speak up. If anyone talks shit, I'll punch them in their balls... Ryan.


So how you YOU measure up?

I received this as email, taken from a MySpace forward:

all about SEX SEX SEX
Facts About Sex

1) 94% of men lie about their penis size.
According to condom manufacturers, only 6% of
men use extra large condoms.

2) The average man is 5 inches long when erect
(no matter what you have heard ladies, that's the

3) 80% of American men are circumsized. Even
though Pediatrics say it is not necessary.

4) No matter what all the ads say, nothing can
make your penis grow but time (most men reach
the end of their growth by the early 20's)

5) There is no correlation between penis size and
shoe size, hand size, or nose size.

6) Blue balls does exist! It's technically
called "prostatic congestion."

7) Only 16% of men shave their privates.

+Some stuff on the ladies+

1) Only 9% of women around the globe consider
themselves "attractive" (20% of British women
43% of women use the term "natural", 24% say
they have "average" looks, 8% prefer the
term "feminine", 7% say they are "good looking",
and 7% say they are "cute", and finally only 2% of
women say they are "sexy".

2) An estimated 85% of women wear the wrong
size bra.
3) 60% of women have had breast implants.
4) 75% of women dont like oral sex
5) 95% of women shave their privates.

1) Masturbation is healthy for both men and

2) 70% of highschoolers have had sex before
they have graduated. 27% loose their virginity senior
prom night. Only 3% wait until marriage.

3) 95% of men would have sex with a girl after 1
month of dating. Only 10% of women feel this way.

+5 Reasons Why Sex is Good+
1) It is a good workout. Sex burns about 150
calories every half an hour of it. It will lower your
cholesterol and improve breathing circulation.

2) You won't get sick. According to research if
you have sex 1-2 times a week you are less likely to
get sick.

3) You'll feel happier. You will feel a greater sense
of well-being. Women who have more sex were
clinically proven to be less depressed than women
who dont have sex.---- totally true.

4) Makes you look better - [ problem is, ugly people
don`t get any ]. Sex releases hormones in you which make your skin and
hair softer and shinier and tone your physique.

5) (The best reason) You will live longer. Studies
prove that sex makes you live longer. Men who
had sex 1-2 times a week had half the death rate
as those who did not indulge themselves at least
once a month. It also makes you look younger. If
you have sex 3 times a week you may look up to
10 years younger than you really are.

Did You Know?
1) Having sex 3 times a week for 1 year adds up
to running 75 miles!!!!

If you don't post this then you will have bad sex
for 7 years (who wants that?)

go get busy


Hits Update: 7000

I'm proud to annouce that we've reached 7000 visitors at the House of X!! Thanks you everyone who checks this silliness out on a regular basis. The site stats have been rockin lately, and I'm glad I can entertain, if even just a little bit.


Anyone Missing Rap Lyrics?

Eric over the last couple of days, Eric and I have been working to take the remnants of a hiphop studio out of one of the suites in the park, and in our effort to clean, we found pages and pages of rap lyrics cluttered among everything else that was there. Well, I looked through a few pages and brought one of the choice cuts home with me. Take a look at rap lyrics in the making, complete with crossouts. Spelling and grammar errors courtesy of the Los Angeles County school system:

I'm in the game somethin heavy man somethin heavy switchen lanes in the cheavy in the c wit the hemi man pushin wieght everyday I live my life to fullest [illegible] no lookin back no bullshit I'm the nigga all yo bitches be lookin at my daddy back in the days my daddy use ta cook up crack and aint nuttin changed I just do the new version callled hooks rap aint nuttin changed now I do it but we call it hooks and raps [illegible] I got that if you got the dollars it's hot as lava and already no comminback tommorrow it's the hood star shinnin bright like the wrappers on mr. goodbars so the pigs look hard and I never squashin beef wit pucks [?] I'll either beat you up riders heat you up tigers'll eat you up hommie you weak ass fuck you don't wanna see the errupts so don't beef wit cuz the beasts on it that never leavin wit out [illegible] I stay wit a peace on my like spik lee in a3 so please hommie dont make me squeeze on it

I've typed it out verbatim, btw.


Today, I am three things:

1) Poor
2) Lazy
3) Gay

1) I have something like $30 to last a week until I get paid. I wanted a beer so bad last night, I bought a tall boy with quarters. Today, my very, very nice dad left $5 out for me to eat on, but instead of using it to eat, I'm making lunch at home, which brings me to...

2) No class today. I slept til 11 (yay). When deciding on lunch, I was going between making a sandwich and cooking taquitos in the oven. A Sandwich would take much less time, but much more effort. Cooking: Preheat the oven, stick it in, take it out, let it cool (just like sex). So I take the 20-25 minutes to make taquitos. While I'm sitting here in the kitchen, I turned on the TV and started watching...

3) Dharma & Greg. For all you motherfuckers I've made fun of for watching Friends and Will & Grace and all that other girly shit, here's your chance for revenge. I lurve this show. They show it for something like 2 hours a day on a ladies' network, and I sometimes catch an episode when I get home from class. Well, there's no class today, and guess what's on.


Beautiful, isn't it?

And before you ask, yes I did eat all that Chinese food.

And before I forget...

Confucius say:


Workin' Up A Black Sweat!

I hear adds for the new Prince album, 3121, and I just feel like dancin'. There's so much fuckin' stank on that song, it's mind boggling. It's like when Prince wrote this song, he said "hmm, I've got this whole pile of stank just sitting here, what the fuck am I gonna do with it?" He brought the funk on this one. I'm tempted to DL this one until I get the dough to afford it. Shit! Just thinkin' about it makes me wanna dance...
but now, I can't dance,

You can't dance?
I got ants in my pants,
Ha, ha!
Now, I can't dance,
Now, you can't dance,
I got ants in my pants!
Ants in your pants!

Thank you, and good night.

Also, Eminem sucks my ass.

When will people learn?

A car chase just finished, here in the car chase capital of the World. Sunny Southern California. Some douche stole an SUV with LoJack, and once pursued, he thought he could outrun police. People, if you ever steal a car, or commit a crime and try to get away, and the cops are in hot pursuit, GIVE UP! You can't get away. This shit isn't Grand Theft Auto. Get a brain, go to college, and stop shiffin' cane. Assholes.


Today, I wrote a song.

My first song since 2002, or so. I've made attempts to write over the last few years, to little avail. I've been riffing on an ascending/descending 4ths pattern over the last couple of days, and it's been feeling pretty good. Today, I was playing something, thought of (of all things) comics. One in particular. And a decent tune (in my opinion) slowly flowed out of my King 3B. It started as a 12 bar blues, but quickly departed from blues changes. The sucky thing is that I've been trying to pound out the changes on my shitty Yamaha keyboard, and they sound like garbage. Tomorrow, I'm in for 7 periods of Middle School Band (no breaks except lunch), and in my minimal break time, I hope to stomp some chords out on a real piano, maybe make it sound a little better. The title? I'm embarrassed to say it, but "Ex Machina," tentatively. Tentatively. Anyway, that's my day. More productive than yesterday. I'm liking the net a little better again.

Sarcasm is so hard for me to convey through text.

The post previous to this one wasn't a warning letter. Don't worry, all, The House of X will never disappear. I just spent all of yesterday, in front of the computer, online, looking for SOMETHING interesting to happen, and not being productive. I just don't want to spend any more home days waiting for online entertainment. I thought I'd write a letter to my harsh mistress, the Internet, in the form of a high school break up letter, hoping to convey my juvenile frustration, and the "it's not you, it's me" aspect of my internet addiction. It seemed funnier last night when I wrote it, eyeballs stinging, bored of my search for tits and comic info.

No worries, all.


Open Letter to the Internet:

Dear Internet,

Please stop your all-too-alluring Siren's Song that keeps me coming back for more, for hours at a time. I hate to love you, but I do. We need some time apart. I need to see other visually stimulating things, like the outdoors and films. Practicing, meditating, reading, drawing, and maybe even exercise are all calling me. We're breaking up, if only for casual visits every now and then. Thanks for the memories. We had a lot of good times together. Lose my number... or IP address. Whatever.


Sweet Zombie Jesus Chef!

From FoxNews.com

Isaac Hayes' Quitting Controversy

Isaac Hayes did not quit "South Park." My sources say that someone quit it for him.

I can tell you that Hayes is in no position to have quit anything. Contrary to news reports, the great writer, singer and musician suffered a stroke on Jan. 17. At the time it was said that he was hospitalized and suffering from exhaustion.

It’s also absolutely ridiculous to think that Hayes, who loved playing Chef on "South Park," would suddenly turn against the show because they were poking fun at Scientology.

Last November, when the “Trapped in a Closet” episode of the comedy aired, I saw Hayes and spent time with him in Memphis for the annual Blues Ball.

If he hated the show so much, I doubt he would have performed his trademark hit song from the show, “Chocolate Salty Balls.” He tossed the song into the middle of one of his less salacious hits and got the whole audience in the Memphis Pyramid to sing along.

I can tell you, Hayes was very pleased with himself, was in a great mood and, as always, loved his fans' coming up to him and asking him about Chef.

As recently as early January, before his stroke, Hayes defended the "South Park" creators in an interview with “The AV Club,” the serious side of the satirical newspaper, The Onion.

AV Club: They did just do an episode that made fun of your religion, Scientology. Did that bother you?

Hayes: Well, I talked to Matt [Stone] and Trey [Parker] about that. They didn't let me know until it was done. I said, 'Guys, you have it all wrong. We're not like that. I know that's your thing, but get your information correct, because somebody might believe that [expletive], you know?' But I understand what they're doing. I told them to take a couple of Scientology courses and understand what we do. [Laughs.]

The truth is, Hayes has a sly sense of humor and loves everything about "South Park." It’s provided him a much-needed income stream since losing the royalties to the many hits he’s written, such as “Shaft” and “Soul Man,” in the mid-1970s.

Article continues at the link above.

Now I just feel bad about the whole thing. We'll see what transpires. I hated hating Isaac Hayes for that week or so, anyway. Hopefully Matt and Trey didn't burn their bridge with Hayes.


Futurama is back... With a vengeance!! ¡¡UPDATE!!

From this thread at BillyWest.com. Second post, Third paragraph. Spelling and grammar errors courtesy of Billy West, himself.

And the other good news is that they're doing 26 new episodes of
''Futurama'' for TV and we're hammering out the deal now.The original
plan was to have the DVD's first but that's no longer the case.I'm totaly
jammed dude.


Apparently Billy West, like the rest of us, is too eager to jump to conclusions. He'd repeat unconfirmed information in the hopes that it's true, instead of waiting for confirmation.

Hello new folks!

I want you to know that I heard from conflicting sources about the Futurama
news.I was set straight for now that it is NOT new TV episodes but the
original plan of making a few feature-length DVD's.Don't give up yet.I had
unsubstantiated info but there is a DVD project on the way.


Damn, but only just a little.

No, seriously

More High-larious T's found @ BustedTees.com


Look! Someone with a weirder license plate than me!

This chick must have weird sexual preferences...

Here's what I had in mind, without saying it out loud:

(If the creator of this image doesn't want me using it, she's more than ok to tell me so.)

St. Pat's Photo Journey

It was a good night. We ended up at Roscoe's around midnight. Chaser Plus is excellent, btw. I should've taken more pics.


You gotta diversify your bonds, Nigga'.

Happy 28th Birthday to Chris!

Happy 26th Birthday to Eric!

If there's one piece of advice I have for you guys, it's that you niggas gotta diversify your bonds!


Questions that need answering:

Who told the guy sitting behind up at Maggiano's last night, that it's ok to be balding and still use hair gel? This guys hair was grown out, too (2" or so). Don't get me wrong, I know hair falls out. Big fucking deal. Kudos to those that deal with it, instead of ignoring it, or pretending it's not happening. Just ask Barbie or Melissa. They saw this dude's hair. It was really freakin' ugly. The guy was on a date, too. The hair reminded me of playing Hide & Seek as a kid, and there was always that one kid that would hide behind vertical blinds, or under a hanging coat. Sure, you're hiding, but not very well. And now, you're it. Stupid ass.

When was it ok for Larry the Cable Guy to have his own movie? Has everyone seen the trailer for this? It looks too shitty for words. How come movies like this get made? There's got to be a ton of properties that could be made, instead of this. Also, since when are rednecks a prime movie watching demographic? Besides, this is fucking California. I shouldn't have to see anything with motherfucking Larry the Cable Guy. Get my balls done, Larry. Get my balls done.


RIP Chef: 1997-2006

In the worst thing to happen to America since the Iron Sheik put the Camel Clutch on Hulk Hogan back in '84, Isaac Hayes (my one time hero), voice of Chef on South Park has gotten a major case of what doctors call "sandy vagina." He's, much to my dismay, a Scientologist. If you all remember, a few months ago there was a South Park ep that made fun of Scientology and Scientologists. Apparently, that pushed Hayes into quitting the show.

From News.Yahoo.Com

"There is a place in this world for satire, but there is a time when satire ends and intolerance and bigotry towards religious beliefs of others begins," said Hayes.

What happened, Isaac? Was making fun of Jews, Christians, Mormons, Chinese, and Gays not enough? Whoops. I left out Black people. Apparently, it's okay to make fun of Blacks around Isaac Hayes, but not Scientologists. Maybe the head-ups of Scientology are responsible for this, and maybe Hayes is being compensated very well. Way to get that Thetan Level up one more notch, Isaac Hayes.

(What Would Chef Do?)


One of my students is in the Orange Unified School District Middle School Honor Band, and I'm going to the concert tonight. He had such trouble playing last August when he came to me, and he's come along SO much. He's first chair in his school band, and also first chair in Honor Band. I'm so proud!

Anyway, preceeding his band, there's two orchestras, and orchestras tend to put me ot sleep. If you all are any kind of friends, send me texts to stay awake. I'll have my phone on vibrate.

Not quite like Bubbe used to make...

I saw this at the yearly passover stand in Vons a couple weeks ago. The Jew in me couldn't resist the temptation of instant matzo ball soup. I made it for the first time today, and if REAL matzo ball soup gets 10 points for comfort, this gets 7. It's not bad, and a fair substitute (for something that can be made in three minutes). If you're looking to see what the big fuss is about in regard to matzo ball soup, find a Jewish Deli... or a Jewish Grandma, cause this isn't the real deal. But it is a decent alternative to ramen. And when in need of a hot, brothy soup, I can't complain.


Oatmeal Tsunami

I've been religiously watching Good Eats, and they showed a show on oatmeal recently. For the past week or so, I've been making oatmeal every other night, for the following two mornings. It makes life easy, gives me a decent breakfast without cooking in the morning. I've been cooking with Steel Cut oats (also known as Scotch oats, Irish oats, or Pinhead oats), and they've been tasty. Especially the next morning. Fuck Quaker oats! Fuck 'em! Well, in my infinite wisdom, I picked one of the containers, full of oatmeal, by the lid. Lid came off, the oatmeal did a triple sow cow, covering the floor and cupboard. Hoo-ray. I cleaned up the mess, ate what was left. That's my exciting night.


jack of spadesEford pickupfOne Letter / Y

I love my pet name, and thanks to Barbie, I've dropped the 'X' just for today. She found a kickass website that'll do this for whatever words you desire. Just type your name in, and hit 'spell.' The HTML is on the page. If you're feeling like it, leave your name in the comments section, as long as Blogger allows HTML in comments (I always forget). Spell With Flickr

Hypocracy at it's finest

How can I hate Arnold Schwarznegger so much, yet love watching True Lies?


F for Fucking Tired

I've been spending part of today trying to finish the V for Vendetta Graphic Novel before the movie comes out. I read about 100 or so pages into it months ago, when I bought the thing, cause I wanted to have a jump on the movie. The author, Alan Moore, is the most celebrated name in comicdom, and pretty much everything he writes becomes classic comic literature. He's also looney tunes, and hates Hollywood with a vengeance (for example, read League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, then watch the movie. Now, compare the two). He wrote a comic called Watchmen that I really enjoyed. Watchmen and V for Vendetta are among the highest eschelon of comic book literature. The fine people at TIME Magazine even regards V for Vendetta as one of the top 100 NOVELS since 1923. That includes real books, people. That said, I've been having a hell of a time getting through V. The subject matter is pretty deep, and it's good, but it just hasn't had the power to keep my attention for more than 20-30 pages at a time. I really want to finish it, and I'm 189 pages into its 265, and it's only now starting (for me) to get interesting enough to keep my attention. Once I finish it (hopefully by Friday), I'll be happy to open up the House Of X Sequential Art Library for those interested in reading it.***

I've also been watching a lot of Comedy Central today. The Drawn Together Marathon was on, and seeing as how I'm a lazy fuck, I watched a good part of it. Found a page on the ComedyCentral.com, with interviews with all the voice actors, and most of the clips are hilarious. Check it. The chick that does Ling Ling is awesome. Now I'm watching The Sweetest Thing, which is admittedly my favorite chick flick. It's funny as fuck. If you haven't seen it, do yourself a favor. If you have, watch it again.

In case you cared for an OC weather update, it's been intermittently hailing.

By the way, here's your Comic Book Movie Release Update! for the next few weeks, complete with links to trailers:

March 17 - V for Vendetta
March 19 - Over The Hedge
May 26 - X Men 3: The Last Stand
June 30 - Superman Returns

***To become a member of the HoX Seq. Art Library, you must be local.



If you are 13 years old and in a gang, does that make you a 'gangsta?'

Not that I'm an expert on gangs and gangsters, but one of the kids today said he was one. I said 13 year olds can't be gangsters. He then told me that his friend (also 13) is actually in a gang, and that makes him a gangster. To which I said "no, that makes him an idiot." If you're 13, you can't be a gangster (take note, all you 13 year old readers). My feelings on gangs are that people in them are seriously lacking. If daddy never told you bedtime stories, talk to him, not the vatos on your block. Maybe if mom was smart enough to get an abortion, or to keep her legs closed in the first place, we wouldn't have 13 year olds running around, trying to be Tupac. Also, if you live in Orange County, especially the rich parts (like Yorba Linda), you aren't allowed to start or be in a gang. Buena Park, Garden Grove, you're both exempt from this. How tough is your life that you need a gang to help make ends? Starbucks was out of caramel? Your maid didn't organize your shoes properly? Mommy only bought you 2 XBox 360 games instead of 3? Boofuckingwho.


"Maybe I am," "Yomigaeru Aiyan Sheffu!", Links stolen from other people.

Today, I subbed for my most hated grade in the schooling system: 7th. I have private lesson students who are in 7th, and they're wonderful, one-on-one. The 7th graders I sub for in public schools, however, are always fuckers. One of the more disruptive kids today started yelling

Kid: Mr. Long! Mr. Long! This guy just called me a queer!
Me: Okay...
Kid: He just called me a queer!
Me: ...maybe you are.
Kid: What?! Now you just called me a queer!
Me: No I didn't.
Kid: YES YOU DID! You called me 'queer!'
Me: I never said that word.
Kid: Oh yeah? Maybe you're a queer!
Me: ...maybe I am.
Kid and anyond else eavesdropping:


Match Point: Mr. Long

I also got into a "your mom" war with a couple of students in a different class than the one above. I'm so good at it, they never even knew what hit 'em. I'm like a Green Beret with that shit. Stealth...

How excited am I to have two hours of Iron Chef before bed?! The first was Iron Chef America, and a Kobe Beef Battle. The second is the original Japanese version, Sweetfish Battle. I just get so stoked to hear Kyoo no tema wa kore desu! before the ingredient is revealed. I'm such a dork.

Saw this link today on BKV.TV for The Slanket. The most incredible blanket I've ever seen. Take a look.

Ice Planet Hoth to host 2014 Olympic Winter Games.

Mazel Tov to Ryan & Jessica!

Speeaking of balls being cut off...
Just kidding, Ryan ;)

Eric and I met up with Ryan on Friday night. We got to talking, and he showed me a piece of merchandise he bought before we met up. A beautiful engagement ring for Jessica, his girl of 6 years. When I asked him when he's gonna pop the question, he said 'Sunday, up in Napa.' Wondering all last weekend when things were gonna happen, I received this text Sunday night:

"It's done. She said yes"

And as tough as I act, I couldn't help but get giddy for that guy. It's awesome to see how their relationship has grown from the beginning to engagement, and I'm looking forward to seeing what lies beyond. Much love to both of them, and everything they do together.


Men: Reproductive Rights no longer just means cutting off your balls.

I heard about the following organization today on (everyone's favorite) the Tom Leykis Show. For those that don't know who Tom is, he's an asshole. A self-proclaimed one, at that. His mantra is that he does a show for guys, but women are welcome to listen. His words are harsh. They are mean. They are the words on an asshole. And though I don't subscribe to everything he preaches/teaches on the radio, there is a fair amount I do agree with, and I think he has every right to say what he says over the radio. If you hate Tom, you probably have several good reasons. If you love Tom, you probably have several good reasons. But if you've listened, you're definitely in one category or the other.

Today, he had a representative from the National Center For Men (NCM) talking about a case they are representing out of Michigan where a 25 year old man had a sexual relationship with a woman. She told him that she couldn't get pregnant because a disease she had made it impossible, and they also both verbally agreed that neither wanted to have a child together, anyway. Well, you can guess what ended up happening. Now, she's after him for child support. What the NCM is supporting is this man's pre-coital choice to not be a father, and the woman agreeing to it. Women have a number of choices in the matter: Abortion, anonymus adoption, adoption, or raising the child. The law in this regard heavily supports women in terms of child support and divorce, while (most of the time) shafting men in the process. The NCM isn't looking to remove any rights for women, they're looking for the addition of men's rights in the legislature. They're dubbing this case Roe V Wade for Men™. If you truly support equal rights, or are interested in Men's rights, please take a look at the previous page. They've even created an affidavit that you can purchase (through donation) that both sexual parties can sign, that releases the man from any paternal obligations, since he made his intentions clear about parenting, as long as the woman agrees to it. This is to basically curb the type fraud perpetrated by the woman in the Michigan case, which happens quite a bit. Now, this agreement isn't meant for a man to defraud a woman if he agreed to be a father, only to get her into bed, and skip out part way into the pregnancy. The NCM rep said they neither condone, nor support the poor decisions of men in that case.

I'd love to start a discussion on this here, so feel free to leave comments, support, hate, or personal feelings on this.


Sounds about right... how depressing.

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Boycott South Dakota

Mike Rounds, governor of South Dakota, signed a bill yesterday that would ban abortion in nearly all cases, including those of rape and incest.

From This Place:

The bill signed by Rounds allows doctors to perform abortions only to save the lives of pregnant women, but even then encourages them to exercise "reasonable medical efforts" to both save mothers and continue pregnancies.

Anyone who performs an abortion under any other circumstance -- even in a case of rape or incest -- can be charged with a felony punishable by up to five years in prison. The mother cannot be charged.

In his statement, however, Rounds pointed out that the bill does not prohibit doctors from prescribing contraceptive drugs before a pregnancy is determined, such as in a rape or incest case.

State lawmakers had rejected proposed amendments that would have made exceptions for rape or incest.

"We must help each mother to see the value of the gift that is a child, and nurture the mother for her own sake and for the sake of her child," Rounds said in the statement.

The lawmakers of South Dakota are using this bill as a catalyst to overturn Roe V. Wade, citing that supreme court rulings have been overturned before. They liken their cause to that of civil rights:

"The reversal of a Supreme Court opinion is possible," Rounds said, pointing to the 1954 Brown v. Board of Education decision that reversed the 1896 ruling that states could segregate public facilities by race if equal facilities were offered.

The bill "will give the United States Supreme Court a similar opportunity to reconsider an earlier opinion."

I'd like to announce that the House of X officially supports a boycott of South Dakota. I can understand that the populace doesn't believe in abortion (though I'm furious about the fact that they won't allow it in rape and incest cases), but to compare this bullshit to Brown v. Board of Ed. is deplorable.

I <3 Jean Grey

Today's been a boring day. I practiced a little bit, but I spent a fair portion of the day sitting on my ass. There was poker tonight, and even though I'm still kinda sick, I had to get out of the house. I had a good run tonight, but didn't leave with any money. I was down to almost no chips, came back to lead the table for a while, then lost it all in three hands. C'est la vie

Here begins my random fanboy thesis on comics.
If you're not interested, move along.

Over the last few days, I've spent a little (or a lot, depending on the events of the day) reading comics. I've mostly been reading Grant Morrison's run on New X-Men (#'s 114-154) I think it's my third time reading it from beginning to end. All I've got left is the "Here Comes Tomorrow" arc. It's one of those things that, at face value, it's just a great group of stories. But when you go beyond what's on the page and get deep into the story, it's wrought with such minutae and detail, that it's a blast to reread. It really turned the X-Men mythos on it's head. Many fanboys consider it Morrison's Magnum Opus (at least until Seven Soldiers), and in the last ten years, it's one of the best X-Men runs. It's hard to believe it ended just over a year and a half ago. It started in July of 2001, during a time where Marvel decided to take out the fantastic superhero element and feature the X-Men in more day-to-day adventures. It's much less mundane than I describe it. Basically, they showed the X-Men out of costume; the run focused on a new batch of mutant students in Xavier's school, and had some heavy themes. The story seems to have pretty much been overshadowed and ignored in the last two years of continuity, which is what tends to happen to title-centric storylines in mainstream comics; unless it affects the entire (in this case, Marvel) universe. In his current Astonishing X-Men run, Joss Whedon is acknowledging the progress Morrison has achieved, and is continuing major aspects of the old story.

Anyway, if you're looking to secretly nerd out and read some groundbreaking X-Men, check out Morrison's New X-Men run, issues 114 through 154 (with a sort of wrap-up with issues 155 & 156, by Chuck Austen)

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Hulk's Diary That Is On The Internet

I found a link to this site a few weeks ago. It's pretty good. HUGE archive, too.


Happiness is...

...after deciding to head out at the last minute and spending some time with great people, coming home in a great mood and turning on the TV to find Jamie Oliver has JUST started on Food Network. Once I get my contact lenses out, I'll be in heaven.


Rain, Rain, Go Away: The Video

It's raining today, and I don't have class. I'm kinda stuck at home, but it's cool. I took my first video today, and it's pretty funny. I swear a little at the rain. As soon as I figure out how to upload these things, I'll start video-documenting things worth filming.


My new phone -or- Adventures wif Bluetoofs

I got this wonderful new phone last night, courtesy of Jon's friend John (this guy, with his dog) who works for T-Mobile (the guy, not the dog). Actually, he's the top T-Mobile manager for the state of Arizona (I think), and he's in something like the top 3 for the Southwest region. In any case, he said he'd hook the House of X Public Relations Dept. up with a new, new celly if the need for one were to arise. Well, the need arose, and John hooked my ass up. I'm now the proud owner of a brand new Samsung T809 (see pic)

I didn't mean to have the thug face in that pic, by the way.

After playing with the phone for a few minutes, I was chagrin to find that the phone isn't compatible with Mac OS X. It comes with Windows drivers for synching the phone to the comp, but not Mac drivers. There's a USB cable, but USB connectivity is sketchy at best. I was a little pissed. So I went on message boards, trying to find a hack, or a program to download (legally, of course...) but to no avail. I'm checking consumer review websites, Message boards, etc, and though the phone has good ratings, a few people went as far as to say "DO NOT BUY THIS PHONE IF YOU HAVE A MAC! IT WILL NOT WORK WITH MACS!" That's a little disconcerting, after you receive the product you're researching. Needless to say, I had instant regrets about this phone. I complained to Barbie, and in her infinite wisdom, she reminded me that Mac OS is superior to Windows, and that I might not need the crutches that I would need to connect to Windows. How right she was. I discovered that with Bluetooth, I can transfer whatever files I want directly through the "Public" folder on my HD. Fucking Sweet. I've even made up my own custom ringer. I ripped the audio from a Legend of Zelda ROM for NES (thanks, Eric), edited it to length, and transferred it through Bluetooth. Now, that song will play whenever I get a call. I M rØxxØr$!


Sick Day!!!!11!!1!!1

Well, yesterday and last night I felt like shit. Maybe I should've worn more clothes when I got home form work. I've felt a little crappy since this weekend, and the classroom I was in yesterday (plus the rain) really destroyed what little bit of an immune system I had left. I spent most of the night in bed, feeling gross. After 8 hours of sleep (instead of 4), and no class today, I woke up feeling sick, but aware and good. Not good, like well, but my body had energy. I couldn't complain. I've spent most of today coughing & resting. Star Trek: TNG and Morrison's run on New X-Men really helped to make the day easier. I got my new phone too (same number, though), finally. I've been playing with that the last hour or two. Before I go eat some dinner, I'll leave you with this. My new phone has a 1.3 Megapixel camera, my old phone doesn't. See if you can tell the difference between the two. Check the file names to see which is which: