Oh shit....

Between this post, and this one, I went over 2000 visitors.

Let me thank you all right now. Each and every one of you. Especially Jin, who, I think still visits (thanks to stat counter), and was the first person to link me permanently on her blog. She brought many a person over here in the early days of this year.

BoyFromTroi brought a few people over during a contest I won on his site, so long ago. I appreciate that too. He's a damn site smarter than I am, so most of his readers didn't stick around, though.

But, as I mentioned here, this person brought the most people over here. It just happens that he brought them over in the last week or so, I'm sure thats just a coincidence. He has a fucking blog!! And I still want to see his penis, preferably angry, as that's how I like to see a man's penis.


/navelgazing for the month. I promise.

Humanity Plaza?

Excuse me, but I don't really understand.

I know you are trying to help, really I do... but uhm...

If you are going to build houses for the people devistated by the wrath of Hurricanes Katrina and Rita, wouldn't it be better than to build them out of sticks?

I lived through three hurricanes last year. Our house did very well, thank goodness, mostly because we didn't have any tall trees in our neighborhood. But also because our house is made out of cinder block. I do understand that, if we lived in a flood area, that wouldn't have done us a bit of good, so it matters not for the people who lived in Ward 9 of New Orleans, but most of the people who lived in Mississippi, for example, lost their houses because they blew over, not in flooding.

Stats and an update

I do not normally talk about my stats, like others in the bloggersphere. It's not that I think it is bad, or wrong, or ungentlemanly, it's because I don't understand most of the stuff that my stat counter is telling me. I've figured out enough to know where they are coming from, so I guess that is all that matters for this post.

I am constantly amazed by how many people find their way here by google and this post. I'd kinda like that to stop, truth be told.

I'm still getting some google searches about "under arm abcesses". Update on this, no new lumps.

But honestly, I've gotten about three hundred visits because I read this, then I wrote this, then this was written. My friends, he has a fucking blog!

As I mentioned here, I am disappointed that so many have stopped posting lately. Two of them have even taken down their blogs. (I've finally given up and removed them from my blogroll.)

I understand it, though. I went through a similar thought process about two months ago, and again two weeks ago. It isn't that I don't have anything to say... it's that what I want to say can't possibly be of interest to anyone else out there. I enjoy reading other people's blogs. I read more that the ones posted in my links to the right. A lot more. Sometimes two and three times a day (I really need to get a life!), but they all don't make it to my links here.

I'm just a high school grad. I am not politically active (anymore) and I'm just not that interesting.

I sooooooooo want to see this...

"My penis is so gargantuan that I occasionally let it write entire posts."

Really!

Not because I don't think it happens, but because I believe it DOES!

Did I mention he's HOT? Assuming, of course, that this is his picture...

Breaking News - Jet Blue Emergency Landing

At LAX. Jetblue flight 292 will attempt emergecy landing in Los Angeles.

Jetblue flight with 145 passengers has landing gear problems. It's flying around and around in circles, dumping fuel into the ocean so that it can attempt a landing.

Something about the landing gear. It wouldn't go up, now it won't come down.

Hope no one is planning on landing at LAX for the next eight hours or so, 'cause your ass is about to be diverted.

Hope everything turns out okay for the crew and passengers.

UPDATE: I've taken this picture with my camera phone, from my TV. It's quite obvious how the wheels are facing the wrong direction.

UPDATE 2: Pilot has landed safely. Give him a raise. See him on the Today show tomorrow morning...

You are kidding, right?

A Big White Lie
For 26 years, Dave Myers was told he was white. Learning the truth, that his father was black, sent him on a quest for his identity and leaves him estranged from his family.

Every family has its secrets. There are things parents never tell children. There are lies that become family legend. There are stories that were never meant to be told.

Judith Hartmann's secret, when she married Bill Myers in 1959, was that she was pregnant by a black man.

When the baby born to two white parents came out black, the secret became a lie.

Throughout his childhood, David Myers was told that his skin color was a disease called melanism. He was lucky, his mother said, because the skin discoloration was all over his body, instead of just splotches of brown like most people had.

So despite his dark skin, Myers grew up in white, middle-class neighborhoods in Ohio and New York believing he was white.

"For many years I thought I was white. I thought like a white kid. There was a feeling in me that I didn't want to be associated with blacks. I wanted the story to be true," says Myers, a 45-year-old Orlando tennis teacher.

The secret shrouded in a lie lasted 26 years. Keeping it hidden all those years would turn Judy Myers into a hard, angry, unhappy woman, her family says. It made Dave Myers a defiant, rebellious, hostile child who would grow estranged from his parents, sisters and brother.

Learning the truth would send Myers on a search for identity. And it would convince him that his story is the story of America -- a white America that has been lied to, a black America oppressed and discriminated against, and a society unable or unwilling to discuss race.

When Judy Hartmann told Bill Myers that she was pregnant, he believed it was his.

And when the baby was born on Feb. 28, 1960 -- five months after their marriage -- he thought his son's skin color was jaundice. And then he thought there might have been a mix-up at the hospital.

And when his wife told him the doctors said it was a skin disease that had turned their boy's skin dark, he thought she was telling the truth. No questions asked.

Because that is the kind of man Bill Myers is. He is soft and gentle and pliable, his children say. He accepts life as it comes, assumes the responsibilities of a man, a husband, a father.

As far as he was concerned, Dave Myers was as much his child as the three daughters and son who followed.

If Judy said it was a skin disease, that was the end of the discussion.

Uhm... were there no mirrors in his house?



UPDATE Since I wrote this, I realized that I may come across as a bit of a racist. Trust me when I say that I am not.

My beautiful sister, the pastey white red-head that she is (with lots of frekles) has two, count 'em, two bi-racial children. Their (the kids) father is black as the Ace of Spades. A jerk, to be sure, but she never has a bad thing to say about him in front of her kids.

One boy, and one girl. And, my only nephew. I love them both dearly.

But I cannot adopt a child in this state...

... simply because I am a gay man.

Couple Pleads No Contest To Torturing Kids

INVERNESS, Fla. -- A couple pleaded no contest Wednesday to torturing and starving five of their seven adopted children, including yanking out their toenails with pliers, and were sentenced to 15 years each in prison.

John and Linda Dollar's plea to five counts of aggravated child abuse avoids a scheduled Oct. 31 trial and saves the children from an on-camera deposition documenting their misery.

The five abused children were so severely underfed that twin 14-year-old brothers weighed just 36 and 38 pounds each -- about 80 pounds below normal. Police compared their conditions to victims of Nazi concentration camps.

The Inverness couple also tortured the children with an electric cattle prod and bondage equipment. The two children who were not mistreated were favored by the Dollars and had no physical injuries.

The allegations surfaced Jan. 21 when the couple's 16-year-old son was admitted to a hospital with a head wound and red marks on his neck.

He weighed less than 60 pounds. The family lived in a secluded home and the children were home schooled, so no one outside the family knew their conditions.

The Dollars were arrested in Utah in February after leaving the state when the investigation began.

They had moved to Florida about two years earlier from Tennessee.

The children who range in age from 12 to 17 have been placed in foster care under the supervision of the state Department of Children & Families.

15 years? Not enough. I will say that the only correct choice they ever made was to plead no contest, to keep the children from having to testify.

Houston, we have a problem...

... sorry kids. I've tried to find a link to this comment, but I cannot.

I was watching Lou Dobb's show on CNN this evening. Someone interviewed a young woman that had been evacuated from the Super Dome in New Orleans to the Astro Dome in Houston. Because I can't find her exact words, I'll have to paraphrase what she said.

Something to the affect of ...

There is nothing left in New Orleans for us now. We have no reason to go back to New Orleans. We will probably stay here in Houston.

Dude. If I am a city manager in Houston, I am one worried son of a bitch right now.

I could become a U.S. Citizen...

... if I hadn't been born here, I mean.

You Passed the US Citizenship Test

Congratulations - you got 9 out of 10 correct!

Could You Pass the US Citizenship Test?

-via Michael

I think I know which one I got wrong... I had to offer a guess. But it doesn't tell you what you missed or what the correct answer is. But at least I know that I'd be allowed to raise my right hand and stick around a while.