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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Happy Birthday to . . well, me!

I'm now 3 minutes into my 34th birthday. As usual, the phone rang at midnight.

"Ugh. I can't believe work would call you again this late." Lisa said.

"What are you talking about? It's midnight," I said. Duh!

As anticipated, it was my Mom, who always calls at midnight at the start and end of my birthday to wish me well.

And thus, the annual celebration of what will [eventually] become a national holiday begins anew.

I'll fill you in on all the fun later.

[Quote of the day: Lisa looked over one of the kids schoolwork. "You Catholics are a trip. Look at this coloring book - twelve pages about "Jesus fell", "Jesus was whipped" and "Jesus was nailed to the cross" and then what's on the last page? "Benny the Bunny has a huge Easter egg. Can you help him color it? Happy Easter!" LOL . In fairness, I think the teacher added the bunny pic ;)]

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In the meantime . . .

I thought I'd start the day with some pictures taken in September of 1975, when I was eighteen months old. The pics were taken by my Godmother's husband (Uncle George) as part of a photography course he was taking at the time.

Take a look at this next one and tell me Smiley doesn't resemble his Daddy!

Check out the pants in these proofs! The girl in the photos is my sister Katie, six months old at the time.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Smiley's 1st Field trip 3/18/08

Having joined the class midyear, Smiley was treated to his first field trip a mere week into his scholastic career. He went to the zoo, and Lisa chaperoned.

For the day Lis bought him a Spiderman lunchbox, which he went nuts over. He also went nuts over FINALLY riding a school bus!

According to Lisa the animals were in rare form, coming right up to the edge of the exhibits.

At the zoo the group split up. Technically Lisa was in charge only of Smiley, but in practice several parents and their kids grouped together.

Note the signs around the kids necks. They  put a sticker on each animal on the sign when they saw it in person.

Smiley had a blast, was well behaved, enjoyed the animals, and walked the whole day without complaint. Of course, he fell asleep on the bus on the way home!

A great introduction to field trips for the little guy!

Monday, March 17, 2008

On Obama, Rev. Wright, and my objection to restrictions on speech

Notice anything funny about this picture? Here's Barrack Hussein Obama, likely nominee for President, at age 46  . . .

and my daughter, recent candidate for K4 lunch line leader, at age 4

It is very old fashioned, but I do put an empasis on respecting the flag. I fly it from my front porch. I fly it at work. And I get disgusted by anyone careless or stupid enough to treat it like its just a colored piece of cloth. I don't let it touch the ground and I teach my kids to treat it the same.

If you are running for President, you should have no moral or social qualms about pledging allegiance to the nation you're trying to rule.

Period.

I'm perplexed by the recent controversy over Obama's spiritual leader and how relatively quietly the whole mess was settled.

On one blog I read a verbatim back and forth that took place on a university newsgroup. The Obama supporter continued to dismiss the importance of Rev. Wright's comments by comparing it to her own casual dismissal of Catholic teachings on birth control and the like.

Hmm. Whatever your stance on birth control I don't see how that compares to:

- stating  "No, no, no, not God bless America - God D**n America!"

- preaching that HIV is a plot to kill Blacks

- spouting various other rants against this country and both Caucasians and Jews 

Remember, up until this latest barrage Obama publicly embraced Wright as "like an old uncle who says things I don't always agree with". 

Nu-uh. He might get a pass on this issue because most of America wishes to avoid discussing race, no matter the cost, but I don't buy it. Put the shoe on the other foot; what if Hillary attended a church that routinely preached against Blacks, Hispanics, and denounced America; think it would all blow over within a week or two?

If he really objected to these sermons, as anyone of right mind, much less a Presidential candidate, should, then he should have left the church. Hypocritically, that's what the Obama supporter admitted she did - she left the Catholic church over disagreements with their preaching on birth control and abortion.

But Obama didn't think of leaving a church that preached hate and anti-American sentiment? As late as December of last year Obama was still appointing Wright to a campaign leadership committee.

Really???

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I am glad Wright was asked to move out of the limelight of the Obama campaign because of all the reasons listed above.

Aside from that, I  whole-heartedly object to the recent spate of forced resignations on both sides.

Someone says something harsh about their candidates opponent, the media and the opposition have a tizzy, a resignation is accepted. It's happened for both Obama and Clinton (with the most famous being the Ferraro backlash).

Here's my take:

A. This is America. Let 'em talk.

B. This is American politics. Like it or hate it, aggressive attacks are part of the game. Live with it.

C. None of these people (again, Wright isn't part of this equation) said anything so horrible as to warrant the attention they've received. Frankly, I don't think they're saying anything a vast number of their supporters haven't already thought.

So far the motto of the year is "shut your mouth, don't mention race or gender, and if you dare speak, have your resume ready".

Way to promote free speech. Woo-hoo!

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

Picture with the Easter Bunny 2008

We took the kids to have their picture taken with the Easter Bunny at the local Walgreens this Saturday. It went surprisingly well. 1-2-3-Cheese and click, that was it. Simple as pie.

Picking up the free 5x7 today was a different experience, but who cares.

If you're a family member that wants a hard copy of the picture I'd be happy to email you the file. I don't believe it's covered under any copyright laws, since it was rather an informal setup. Just let me know.

Stupid Human Tricks Dept.- Here's an odd talent of LuLu's

She can jam a complete crayon between her top and bottom lips, to the point wher she resembles a fish. Neat huh?


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Some Comedy Sites to Check out

Has anyone noticed that the AOL people connection page, which lists 'recently updated blogs' has been taken over by spam? Twice in the last day the list of blogs was dominated by spam generating journals. AOL needs to get on the ball.

Anyway, I wanted to introduce you, fair reader, to two new sites of note. Both are humourous but probably an aquired taste. Proceed at your own risk. .

The first, Stuff White People Like, is either a self-deprecating, tongue in cheek creation of a white guy, or a mildy insulting, very funning page written by a minority. Either way, it's a great read. I'm kind of hoping it is written by a minority, because then my acceptance of the humour, as I shrug off the insult without overreacting, would definitely fall among the life habits White People Like.

"It is also worth noting that a gay friendship of any sort allows white people to feel as though they are a part of the gay rights movement. While white people love being a part of any movement,  . .

Gay friends are an essential part of a white person’s all-star diversity roster. But they are always on the lookout for the ultimate friend; a gay minority.

It is generally accepted that a gay black friend with a child is considered a once in a lifetime opportunity - like a quarterback who can pass, run, kick, and play linebacker. White people will crawl over each other for the opportunity to claim this person as a friend and add them to their roster of diversity.

Once a white person has told you about their gay friends, it is recommended that you say “I wish more people were like you,” every few months. This will allow them to feel good about their progressive choice of friends and remind them that they are better than other white people."

OR

The most time and cost efficient way of gaining a white person’s trust and friendship is to talk to them about their time in high school.

Virtually every white person you meet was a nerd in a high school-it it is how they were able to get into a good arts program and law school. As such, their memories of high school are painful, but not tragic since they were able to eventually find success in the real world. . .

If you cannot properly gauge the type of music a white person liked in high school, you should always say that you were really into The Cure. All white people know that liking The Cure in high school is an invitation to be tortured by the cool kids.  . .

It is also acceptable to discuss how you were in love with a cool kid who never loved you back."

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I'd also recommend A Site of Jean's Own, featuring the world renowned wisdom of Jean Teasdale, long time columnist for the renowned Onion, America's Finest News Source.

"If you're considering starting your own business, keep a few things in mind. First, you can't call in sick, and you may have to work very long hours, even if no customers show up for the entire day. Second, be prepared for weeks, or even months, to go by before you clear $50 a week in sales. Third, consider that you may have to rethink your business plan, even though you devoted a whole month to creating it.

I gotta say, Jeanketeers, after two months of helping my dad run his Off-Season Santa store, I'm ready to throw in the towel—and the giant plastic candy canes, and the colored lights, and anything else in our store that isn't nailed down! Frankly, Dad and I overestimated the level of year-round yuletide cheer in our community. We're lucky if we get three serious customers a day (and by serious, I mean people willing to pose for a photo with Dad/Santa or buy a Christmas knickknack). Mostly, Dad and I sit around in our costumes playing Go Fish and Crazy Eights.

I don't get it. We've made Santa Claus' lap available seven days a week, 365 days a year, but no one seems to care! You'd think, what with the war, that people would be chomping at the bit for a little whimsy and delight! True, we're located in a dilapidated strip mall in a seedy part of town, but people have cars, don't they?"

It's a pip!

Oh, andI love this article from the Onion:

Novelists Strike Fails To Affect Nation Whatsoever

LOS ANGELES—The Novelists Guild of America strike, now entering its fourth month, has had no impact on the nation at all, sources reported Tuesday.

The strike, which scholars say could be the longest since 1951, when American novelists may or may not have voluntarily committed to a six-month work stoppage, has brought an immediate halt to all new novels, novellas, and novelettes from coast to coast, affecting no one.

Nor has America's economy seen any adverse effects whatsoever, as consumers easily adjust to the sudden cessation of any bold new sprawling works of fiction or taut psychological character studies.

"There's a novelists strike?" Ames, IA consumer Carl Hailes said. "That's terrible. When is it scheduled to begin?"

 

Saturday, March 15, 2008

On the legalization of marijuana

You’re going to start reading this and think its political; it’s not. Then you’re going to keep reading and think it’s about pot.

It is.

This was written weeks ago and held at bay because I wasn't sure it was kosher for a site that, right or wrong, is now largely seen as a Daddy blog.

Read on at your discretion.

 

I spent a good part of the evening at The Socialist's house on Wednesday. For those of you who question his rather unusual nickname, it's simply his professed political belief. I've known the guy since '93 and roomed with him for a year or so. Great guy, good friend, groomsman at my wedding. Self professed left-wing, non-violent Socialist, tho’ I think he’s mainly just a left of center Democrat.

It takes all kinds, as they say.

Inevitably we went through the usual political rigamarole. Let me see . . Bush is a moron, but paradoxically he's a moron that orchestrated the largest, most complex conspiracy in history (Iraq) to drive up the price of oil. And don't even get him started on Cheney, etc etc.

Socialist put more thought into all of this then I'm letting on, as he is an intelligent and thoughtful man, but by and large it was the same stuff you hear nightly from sports anchor turned respected(?) political commentator Keith Olbermann.

Naturally, I debated him point by point, largely referencing the works of my own political gurus, John Madden and the late Harry Carey, and by the end he was screaming and waving his arms and professing that I was just 'too smart' of a man to actually believe what I was saying, God *(&*(& it.

So, a pretty typical get together for the two of us.

And then wouldn't you know it, we came across something we both agreed upon.

I mentioned a customer of mine who sat down and told me about how he spent the mid-'90's engaged, while in the military, in the identification and destruction of marijuana fields in Texas. It seems his unit would fly around, spot a field, then dispatch raider teams to confiscate and destroy the plants and arrest the growers, in many cases old Willie Nelson wanna-be's.

Here's my opinion: what a [redacted] ridiculous waste of my tax money.

Yes, I know. The government can do whatever it sees fit to do with my dollars, being a constitutionally elected body and all. Lord knows there are plenty of people reading this who, contrary to me, despise the idea of one red cent heading to Baghdad. There's enough bitter little pills out there for all of us to share.

But . .

You can argue about the validity and effectiveness of the overall war on drugs all you want, but concede this: the 'war' against Marijuana isn't just lost, it's been lost for so long and so overwhelmingly that you have to wonder how we even remember where the front lines are anymore.

Claiming the result hasn't already been decided is no more logical than wondering if Ross and Rachael will ever get back together, or standing outside Rome and announcing you'll turn back Atilla any day now.

It's OVER.

You might not like the stuff, or approve of it. I’m not saying you have to, because this isnt an issue of what vice you personally enjoy or detest. I don’t drink (and frankly, am a bit contemptuous of those who do in excess) but I don’t advocate a return to prohibition; it isn’t practical.

I think the world as a whole would agree marijuana has no place in the hands of minors. I would rather it not be allowed in public places, other than perhaps designated bars. I'd prefer that you don't pilot my plane with a doobie in your shirt pocket, if you don’t mind.

But I do not believe, nor does anyone I know believe (even the most ardent anti-weed advocate) that it is addictive, physically dangerous* or on par with meth, coke, or crack.

In my opinion, alcohol has ruined the health and relationships of more people than marijuana ever could, from drunk driving to broken marriages and more. I have encountered many a drunk fool who's turned violent. In my experience, the worst that will happen with an intoxicated pothead is that the potato chips vanish too quickly.

- If something relatively benign penetrates your culture to the extent that it becomes a common denominator of most (tho' certainly not all) people across multiple generations

-  if its nicknames and its terminology, and the methods of its use, all become part of the national consciousness;

- if most places have de-criminalized personal use;

- if you can go to a party of normal, middle aged overweight bookeepers and know that there is a strong likelihood that every single person in the room tried it at some point in their life

Then its time to give up the ghost and legalize it.

Prohibition, right or wrong, failed. This is nothing more than more of the same.

Ah, but I'm too flippant you say, too quick to minimize its risks and effects? I honestly don't think so, and I think neutral researchsupports my position, but either way legalization is the only feasible solution. Certainly the vain and costly method of criminalization isn’t doing the job.

[Ironically, I think national legalization would temporarily drive up the price of illegal weed, as the government would probably do it's darndest at first to pay lip service to the notion while regulating it right back onto the black market - low THC levels, no purchase with a prior criminal record, only approved sellers, extraordinarily high taxation, etc. Only with time would things level off]

Legalize it, but tax it (taking care not to re-create the example I make above). In theory, put the tax revenue and the money saved on law enforcement and incarceration aside for drug education and rehabilitation programs, if that suits your wishes, and more aggressive attacks on harmful street drugs.

{I am, however, a realist. For every dime diverted to those projects, no matter what is promised, another 90 cents will go to defense, pork barrel projects, and Bridges to Nowhere.}

What about the slippery slope argument? Does legalizing marijuana imply that somewhere down the line we’ll do the same for meth or coke? I doubt it, unless those drugs suddenly lose their addictive and destructive nature. Apples to apples folks.

So there you have it, another reason why Dan S. will never get elected to public office. Let me know your thoughts.

* lung cancer from heavy long term use being the exception

 

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A brief update on our week thru the Ides of March

Quite honestly, this week has been pretty anti-climatic around here, coming as it did on the heels of Smiley's 3rd birthday and his first day of school.

Other than the countdown for my birthday (next Wednesday) the most interesting event 'round here was the morning where we were all a half hour late for school/work. Why? Because Lu had fallen asleep with gum in her mouth and woke up with it plastered to the side of her skull.

We were a breath away from having to chop her hair into a mullet before Lisa hit the internet and came up with a household tip to do the trick; olive oil.

She made it to school having lost less hair than I do in the shower.

Other than that . . beautiful weather all week, almost all the snow is gone. (so naturally, I'm coming down with a chest cold). We cleared off the trampoline again and Lu was a Godsend, singlehandly pushing blocks of ice from the middle of the mat (where I couldn't reach them) to my waiting hands. I think the trampoline just might survive the winter after all.

BTW - it's officially the snowiest winter of my lifetime, according to reports in the paper this week.

Smiley continues to grow his own homemade sign-language vocabulary and said his first ever two word combination: 'buh-bye momma'. Other than that, still at the grunt and scream stage.

The baby was a terror all week, and an upper tooth broke through a few days back (that puts it out of sequence).

YaYa is addicted to a Disney online game, like World of Warcraft but obivously non-violent and more Mario World-like than anything. She knows the 'world' inside and out, and lately I've taken to logging in and earning coins for her by playing the games myself.

Tonight she is at her Grandma Jeanne's and had her IM to ask me to please log off so she could go on.

"In a minute!" I tersely replied. I was in the middle of a aqua-grabber game, people. Hello! What was I supposed to do, give up the 50 coins I'd earned? The gall!

For those concerned about her time online: in addition to AOL parental controls and our physical presence a room away, there's the fact that it's a moderated Disney site so I'm not overly concerned.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Follow Up to The Legend Trip

If you paid close attention, you'll notice that one of the folks involved in the movie I reviewed earlier in the week must have picked up the review's existence via Google and read it.

No less than the director of the movie left a comment on the entry.

 Comment from jasons@... | Email jasons@XXX
3/13/08 4:04 PM | Permalink
How bizarre that someone gave you a copy of the film from a craigs list posting.  I'd be curious to know who's giving out our film.  

I've read and appreciate your comments about the film- and I think you've hit the nail on the head.  I really wish that people had the chance to see the story as it was intended rather than suffer through what quickly became a rather disjointed mess story wise.  

Most of the good reviews that the film has gotten were based on production value, (at least it doesn't look like an $8000.00 movie).  I think plenty of people give it a pass just because making a film in Wisconsin isn't the easiest undertaking and they appreciate the attempt.  I think the film has a lot of great "moments"  - but unfortunately some great moments don't equal a great film.  

Although I directed the film, (might be a little biased) I'm proud of what the small crew accomplished and only too aware of the faults.  Thanks for watching and hopefully our next offering will make up for your disappointment in THE LEGEND TRIP.
 
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My response:
 
Jason,
 
Thank you for your generous response to my review of The Legend Trip. As you may have read in the post I was hesitant to critique the film as I was proud it was made right here in Wisconsin, and I respect how much effort it must have taken to pull a feature length film together.
 
I didn't realize the movie was produced on such a limited budget. You're right, it doesn't look anything like a $8000 production. You have a right to brag about the work you did directing the film - as I mentioned in the review, some of the shots were staged with a great eye.
 
I stand by my comments on the script and plot development and hope that area improves in the future.
 
I'm more than willing to give your next film a look, and I look forward to hearing from you again.
 
Thanks
 
Dan
 
ps: I believe I received the film from the man identified on the DVD cover as 'Supreme Overlord'

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Lost: Ji Yeon (Season 4, Episode 7) Spoiler Alert!

Right up until around 8:55 central time, I'd have started this post with a complaint about how my parent's dropped off my kids in the middle of the show, causing me to miss a chunk of my self-described 'sacred hour'.

Instead, I can only open with 'Wow'.

For the first time in a very long time, Lost floored me. I have been surprised before, and shocked, and in awe of the writers ability to spin a tale, but never at the same time. Not until tonight.

Throughout the episode we witness a 'flash forward' to Sun giving birth to her child in Korea. It is very clearly the future, as a nurse identifies her as a member of the 'Oceanic Six'. Throughout the labor she calls for her husband In , but he is encountering a series of mishaps. He purchases a panda bear toy on his way to the hospital, but it vanishes in a taxi just as he drops his cell phone and has it broken by a passing motorist. He wishes to purchase another but it is on hold for someone else.

It seems he will never get to the hospital in time.

Meanwhile back on the island Sun is convinced the newcomers are up to no good and wants to join Locke's camp. In a scorched earth bid to stop her and improve Sun's chances to leave the island, Juliet tells Jin about Sun's affair.

He is angry and hurt. Still not speaking to her, he  ventures offshore with Bernard to go fishing.

Sensing the pair are fighting Bernard gives one of the wisest and most memorable monologues I've seen on the show. [Once a transcript appears online I'll try to come back and post the actual dialogue.]

He speaks of the difficulties of marriage, and about how, in opposition to her own health, Rose has chosen to stay with Jack's group. Why? Jin asks. Why not join Locke and stay on the island that has cured her of her cancer?

"It was the right thing to do", Bernard says. "Locke is a murderer." He then describes his own philosophy of karma. "if you do bad things, bad things happen to you" he says. Unaware of Jin's past he labels them both good guys.

Later, in a beautifully written moment, Jin reconciles with Sun. He demands no apology or explanation from her for the affair. He says that before the island he was a different man, a bad man who withheld his own affections and pushed her to her actions. What she did, he explained, she did to that man, not the Jin before her at that moment. He asks only if the baby is his, although by that point the viewer (and Sun) knows that he will stay regardless of the answer. She tearfully replies that it is. 

UPDATE: Transcript

(On the beach, Sun is in her tent, Jin comes in with food) <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

JIN: I made... dinner.

SUN: (in Korean) I thought you had left me. Will you let me try to explain?

JIN: (in Korean) It won't matter.

SUN: (in Korean) Just listen, maybe--

JIN: (in Korean) I know why you did it. I know the man... I used to be. Before this island, I withheld my affections... And I know... that whatever you did... you did it to that man. His actions caused this. So I forgive you.

In the future, Sun gives birth to a baby girl, as Jin predicted. It appears he will arrive only a moment too late, but the audience learns he is not on his way to Sun; his journey is a flashback to a time before the island, when he was still a member of the Korean mafia and running an errand on their behalf.

THEN Just as the episode concludes, Sun, her daughter, and a visiting Hurley visit a centograph (tombstone over an empty grave).

It is Jin; he is dead, and Sun tearfully ''introduces' him to his daughter Ji Yeon.

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I bought the Jin storyline completely. It was seamlessly integrated with Sun's labor and the romantic reconciliation on the island. Moreover, the buildup was such that the viewer has no choice but to be filled with regret and horror for the loss of this man.

I do not look forward to the episode where we watch Jin's fate.

There were some clues that things were fishy, and I caught them prior to the revelation but misinterpreted them.

1. The shop owner identified it as the year of the Dragon. I recognized this as a means of identifying the year in the future. In truth, the year of the Dragon had to be either 2000 or 2012.

2. The cell phone looked awfully old for a current model.

3. Jin reacted with menace to both the shopkeeper and with threats of violence to the cabdriver, ala his old self.

Going back to the post-isle 'present' note that the monument carried the date of the crash. In their story, Jin must have 'died' aboard the plane The possibility exists that he is still alive on the isle, but it is unlikely the spiritual visit with the baby would have taken place if that were true.

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In other plot areas of the episode, the not so secret surprise return was Michael, now calling himself Kevin. Desmond, Sayid, and Michael all kept up the pretense of his alias for the moment.

I have no idea why the woman committed suicide, why the captain is not to be trusted, who's blood was on the wall, and what happened to the kitchen aboard the ship.

I didn't really care tonight.

I returned from shooing the kids upstairs to overhear the tale of the 815 crash site being a completely staged setting, allegedly orchestrated by Ben.

Who is that freak?????

Note Juliet's line from last week, which I caught on the replay tonight: "they're here to wage war against Ben. And Ben will win Jack."

Next week, for the final pre-strike episode: one cast member will die.

 

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