My mother was not a skilled cook. So as a child I was raised on Mcdonalds, Kraft Mac n Cheese, and Spaghetti O’s n meatballs. That probably explains why today I’m morbidly obese and have greezy hands. (Kidding! Kidding! I am not fat in anyway shape or form.) But I digress, the point is that when I was a kid I loved Kraft Mac n Cheese, I literally ate it all the time. As I grew older and became a man I moved on to grown up food, like Velveeta Shells and Cheese. But something was not right. Velveeta Shells and Chesse never quite satisfied me. Deep inside I always longed to return to the love of my youth, Kraft Mac n Cheese. Believe it or not, I only recently began eating it again, and when I say recently I mean like a month ago. The first box was not so great, but that was because I used store brand margarine. My second go at it turned out great. My third box was pretty good too, but I could see that the love affair was ending and that soon Kraft Mac n Cheese and I would have to go our separate ways.
And that brings us to tonight. Tonight I decided to eat what would be my last box of Kraft Mac n Cheese. I must admit, I was hesitant throughout the whole process. I didn’t even have a taste for it, and I wasn’t that hungry at the time. But I forced myself. It had to be done. You see, the most disturbing aspect of Kraft Mac n Cheese is that it is made with a half of stick of margarine. A half a fucking stick! No human being should eat a half a stick of butter or margarine for any reason at anytime. That’s like asking for a heart attack. Then of course there is the packet of orange cheese dust. That crap is the definition of processed food and all things unhealthy. I ate this shit tonight. By the second spoon full I wanted to barf and throw the whole bowl out. But this was a good thing. It was like the parent who catches you smoking and makes you smoke a whole pack and now the very thought of a cigarette makes you gag. That is what I did to myself tonight. I forced that fake cheesy margarine filled shit down my throat. I ate it to the point where I hated it. And now I can honestly say, the very thought of Kraft Mac n Cheese makes me want to vomit.
Behold thine stupid ass from Focus on the Family who asked his right wing evangelical psycho followers to pray for rain during Barack Obama’s nomination speech. Well, well, well now it looks like the Republican National Convention in Minnesota is going to have a little rain problem. Isn’t it ironic, don’t cha think…
My thoughts go out to the people of New Orleans. Hopefully the Bush regime doesn’t cause another disaster after the disaster.
While Obama was speaking I was actually distracted and doing something else on the internets. But when I heard him forcefully say “enough”, it really caught my ear. Something about it was very powerful. Like a firm statement of righteous indignation after bearing witness to eight years of corruption and incompetance.
Another winning line was “individual responsibility and mutual responsibility“. Obviously that is a critique of the Republican’s “personal responsibility” nonsense. The whole problem with the Republican version of personal responsibility is that whenever they’re personally responsible for crime, they take the personal responsibility of making sure that no one holds them personally responsible for what they’ve personally done.
All in all I think Obama delivered a great speech, and took some hard shots at old man Mccain. I had my doubts about the whole open air stadium thing, but it seems to have come off well. I’m sure it must have looked impressive in HD.
btw- I’ve never liked the song “Born in the USA” until I heard it tonight.
That was my first thought tonight when I tuned into the online broadcast of the Dem convention from corporate sponsorship stadium field. While Bill Richardson was speaking it sure looked like there were alot of empty seats in the house. I guess it’s a late arriving crowd seeing as the real show doesn’t start till 10pm. And why the hell are the democrats having their convention in a freaking stadium? Hell, it’s not like they’ve done a damn thing worth mentioning over the past eight years. Yesterday some of the right wing websites were all up in arms about the stage and backdrop for Obama’s speech. Some idiot on Drudge went as far as to say it looks like a temple, and blah blah blah messiah complex. When I saw the thing I was offended at the fact that it looked so unstylish, and so uninspired, like some form of corporate approved faux art. Kind of like Starbucks meets Rome meets made for TV politics.
As per the request of (ac), here is my dog. It’s a cocker spaniel named Puppyface. Don’t be fooled by this dogs cuteness and seemingly pleasant demeanor. I know this dog, and it is a violent, irrational, angry little creature that loves to make a mess.
I monitor my blog stats very closely. For the most part I usually get around 40+ clicks per day. Depending on how many articles I write in a day it’s not uncommon to see 50-100 clicks. But something very interesting has happened since last friday. My post titled “If Obama choses Biden (Then he deserves to lose)” has been read by over 600 people in 3 days. That’s kinda crazy to think about. It serves to remind me about how much I enjoy writing and it also reminds me that I’m somewhat good at it. I’ve written op eds for school newspapers before, and I was always amazed and sort of honored that anyone would even read any of the shit that I write.
