So I’ve recently realized that there are two categories of people in the world – no, not just Marx’s haves and have-nots.. It’s the bumper-sticker-people, and the not-so-bumper-sticker-people. It’s truly surprising that the two can co-exist at all. I realize that I am not as fanatical as some other bumper-sticker-people.. considering some have covered large portions of their vehicles with them, but .. I admit that I enjoy being able to learn a bit about other drivers just by seeing what causes inspire, or irritate them.
The first thing I did after picking out my car was I got online and ordered two bumper stickers. I like the idea of my vehicle matching me. Maybe I’m also a bit opinionated and want the world to know what is important to me. So in honor of my new car.. here they are.. (I know all you fellow Middle-Eastern-political-followers will especially enjoy them).
What kind of bumper stickers do you have – if any?
I just finished watching the movie Born Into Brothels and am at a loss for words. “To whom much is given – much is required.” I have been given too much – I am simply at a loss.
The movie follows a photojournalist who lives in the red light district of Calcutta – and inadvertently falls in love with a group of sex workers’ children and begins teaching them photography. The documentary shows life in the ghetto through their eyes. With no hope – all the female children will begin servicing the men soon.
This stuff gets under my skin in a way I just feel unable to bear. Who am I to have it so good?
You know what I was stressed out about today? Making sure I could get an appointment to get my eyebrows waxed. No joke.
That’s what I worry about while children as young as five and six have their bodies sold for $0.25.
Anyways.. I recommend this movie – I think it’s really important. Few movies are important – but this is one of them.
I noticed Nick’s comments are on the low side.. and so this is a shameless plug to go visit his site. He’s been traveling around New Zealand doing a ton of amazing things the rest of us only wish we were doing. So – go check it out… he’s got several video clips that are pretty sweet too. =)
The hunt for a used-car has officially begun.
I’ve been driving Green Bean – otherwise known as my moped – around town for about five months now. Although I love her, she is making me very, very cold and wet. I have a feeling that my friends and family are tiring of driving me around and lending me their cars. So – I’m reaching deep into my savings to purchase a vehicle.
Now… “deep into my savings” may make you think I’m spending $5,000 or $10,000… oh no…. my savings only dreams of being that deep. I’m all about the $1,500 – $2,000 beater cars. (Can I get a what, what?)
So, my plan of attack is this:
4) Try and find a mechanic in Portland who will give them a quick thumbs up or down
5) Drive back to Corvallis in my very own new (to me) car that hopefully won’t die anytime soon
Warning: If you are easily offended by political-religious satire I advise not reading on because this precious little piece will definitely push buttons. It will be offensive and sacrilegious if you take yourself, or your belief system very seriously.
Personally, I enjoy this kind of humor. So, for the not-so-faint of heart – enjoy! =)
The Parable of Jesus and the Rubber Chicken
What if Christ spoke at a Republican Party fund-raiser?
By Tom Peyer
TRANSCRIPT OF JESUS CHRIST’S REMARKS AT A REPUBLICAN PARTY FUND-RAISER, CRAWFORD, TEXAS, AUGUST 2005
Thank you, Mr. Chairman. I’m going to have a hard time living up to an introduction like that. (LAUGHTER)
First, let Me express My gratitude for your support over the last few years. It’s nice to be thought of as a winner for a change. If I had known we’d get the House, the Senate, and two consecutive terms in the White House (APPLAUSE)—if I’d known all that, I would have had an easier time that Friday on the Cross, let me tell you. (LAUGHTER, APPLAUSE)
But seriously, folks (LAUGHTER)—no, seriously, that day did pass, and then two more. Then I rose from the dead. (CHEERS, APPLAUSE) Thank you. I rose from the dead and I flew up to Heaven. But first, you’ll remember, I made a little side trip to Hell (SCATTERED BOOS) just to get a look at how they do things. And I’m here to tell you, Hell is just like Heaven (AUDIBLE GASPS)—but with taxes. (LAUGHTER, CHEERS, APPLAUSE)
I’d especially like to thank President Bush, who gave me a free Pioneer membership. (AUDIBLE GASPS, MUTTERING) Was I not supposed to say that? Sorry. My point is, the president’s a good man. The only real difference between Me and him is his daddy found a way to forgive Bill Clinton. (WILD APPLAUSE)
Ken Mehlman asked me to come down here today to meet with you good people and clear up a few things you’ve been wondering about. I told him I’d be glad to eat a little crow for a good cause. You’ll forgive me if I read a brief prepared statement, but Ken and my Dad want me to get this just right. (LAUGHTER) Here goes.
“In My youth, I made certain ill-advised statements that I now regret. If I offended anyone, I apologize. I want to clarify that it is easy for a rich man to enter the kingdom of Heaven. (CHEERS, WILD APPLAUSE)
“I’d like to apologize specifically to the money-changers. It is My sincere hope that you will come back into the Temple free of charge as My guests.” (WILD APPLAUSE, CHANT OF “U.S.A! U.S.A!”)
Finally—and this is Me speaking for Myself now—I want to say to the meek: Once we finally get rid of the death tax, you’re not inheriting anything. Not while you’re meek, so buck up. (CHEERS) And that goes double for you peacemakers. (LAUGHTER) Good night and Dad bless America. (CHEERS, WILD APPLAUSE)
