Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

In case anyone’s interested, here are my responses to the afore-mentioned quiz.
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Interesting. Following a link from Cogicophony, I took the Presidential candidate selection quiz to see who my perfect candidate is. Short answer? I don’t have one. If there were a true Libertarian candidate out there, that’s who I would agree most closely with – on the par of 100% agreement. Here are my top ten:

1. Libertarian Candidate   (100%)
2. Buchanan, Patrick J. – Reform/Republican   (64%)
3. Dean, Gov. Howard, VT – Democrat   (56%)
4. Bush, George W. – US President   (53%) 
5. Phillips, Howard – Constitution   (53%)
6. Edwards, Senator John, NC – Democrat   (52%)
7. Sharpton, Reverend Al – Democrat   (46%)
8. Biden, Senator Joe, DE – Democrat   (43%) 
9. Feingold, Senator Russ, WI – Democrat   (41%) 
10. Kerry, Senator John, MA – Democrat   (41%)

No wonder I hate all politicians. None of them agree with me. Which of course means that none of them are reasonable.

Addlepated in 2004!

RIP, Barry White. And Katharine Hepburn and Buddy Hackett. What a sad week.

I took Jo to see Finding Nemo this afternoon. She lasted 15 minutes, then wanted to leave. The scuba diver part freaked her out. She said maybe she’d like another movie better.

We watched a few movies this weekend. Punch Drunk Love, a Paul Thomas Anderson flick starring Adam Sandler. I loved it, and thought Sandler was incredible. Everyone else ranged from lukewarm to icy. Hub conceded that maybe he’d like it more if he watched it again.

Catch Me if You Can, with DiCaprio. Very good movie, entertaining, light, a happy way to spend a couple of hours.

The Hours, with Nicole Kidman, Julianne Moore, and Meryl Streep, was supposed to be a tour de force tearjerker and won Kidman an Oscar. I twiddled my fingers, fidgeted, and yawned through it. I thought it was a real yawner, although there were some moments that stuck with me (Kidman with the dead bird, Moore in the hotel room).

I’m falling out of love with Out of Order on Showtime.

We took the dogs swimming yesterday – Kona’s first swim. Cuervo is part otter; we have a hard time getting him out of the water, but Kona is ten times worse. When she wasn’t swimming, she was sitting in the water. Then today we visited some of my family in San Antonio and the dogs went swimming in two different swimming pools. I bet they sleep well tonight. Cuervo decided to dine in the trash pit all weekend and had the pukes yesterday, at which time it really hit home that the ranch house was out of paper towels. Cleaning up a mound of dog puke with paper napkins is not a pretty sight, folks.

We’re home now, and set to pick up the girls tomorrow. Jo, the 3 year old, wanted to stay longer, but Caroline, the 1.5 year old, wants to come home.

I got totally frustrated while shooting. Hub had the sights on his Glock redone, and I could not get the hang of them to save my life. I mean, I could not hit the target from 7 yards away. That’s bad. Maybe I should just get my own and get sights the way I like them. I did enjoy shooting the Uzi quite a lot, and the new Aimpoint sights on my AR-15 almost makes it too easy to be insanely accurate. We took some glow sticks out to the trash pit last night and I hammered the hell out of them, hitting them probably 30 out of 32 shots. That was fun.

Next stop is for my AR-15, in order to make it look absolutely ludicrous. As it is, now it’s olive green and highly decorated with happy faces and peace signs.

And speaking of guns, make sure to clear your calendar for GunStock 2003, near Waco, TX on October 10-12. Hub and I will be there with bells on!

Today was not a good day to be my left hand.

First, in a fit of frenzied cleaning, I decided to give the screened in porch a major sweeping which took about 30 minutes, after which I had a dime-sized blister on my thumb.

Then, as I was cooking myself some spaghetti squash in the microwave, I thought I had turned up the edge of the plastic wrap with the point of a knife to let out steam, but turns out I didn’t, and I burned the living fuck out of my finger, which now has blisters from the second knuckle to the fingertip.

Yeah, I’m in pain. I can’t imagine the agony those people who get third degree burns over 50% of thair body endure.

Did anyone notice the clever reference to Godwin’s Law in last night’s season premiere of Sex and the City? I thought it was hilarious.

Well the new Harry Potter book is pretty gppd, although I don’t think anything could have lived up to the massive amount of hype surrounding it. It was a good read with some interesting developments, but really no plot, just plot devices.

The kids are at each others’ throats every single minute they are in the same room. Jo managed to line up some toys in this order: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. She did it on her own without ever knowing about Roy G. Biv. Caroline started singing “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” during the Aragog scene in Chamber of Secrets.

In all, I really don’t have much to say, but I feel guilty when there are too many blank days.

Am I the only one who’s got her knickers in a twist about this weekend? I just re-read all the Harry Potters in anticipation of the release of book 5 on Saturday. Amazon had a deal where you could order it before June 17 and they will have it at your door on Saturday. Meanwhile I’ve found a couple of spoilers, the most important of which is Dudley Dursley gets the dementor’s kiss. (highlight to read) Boggle!