December 2011
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Reblog if you love CHEESE
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It's 1:30AM.
I’ve been in some form of “go” since 7AM. I’m not tired. I wanted Taco Bell but had no one to get it with and didn’t want to face the shame alone. I got home and turned on the opening ceremonies of the 2010 Vancouver Winter Olympics. I’m in a weird mood.
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You know what? I thought 'More as the Story...
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There, I said it.
“More as the Story Develops” is really tough to market, though. And without an audience, the show won’t make it past one HBO-sized mini-season. Ultimately, the title won’t matter. As long as there’s enough dialogue to choke two small babies and enough walking to make me feel like I’ve been on a treadmill all day, I’ll be...
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2012 Travel Plans
{pending the world does not end}
Hawaii. Try out Aulani. Spend 2 seconds in Waikiki. Hike Diamond Head. Eat at Zippys. See some lava.
Carsland opens in 2012, right? I’ll be spending a fair amount of time in Anaheim.
Would really like to go to DLP or HKDL. Someplace where my maingate works. Though, with Jaws closing soon, and BTTF already well-gone, it makes a lot of sense to visit USJ...
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“I’m not sick. My nose is just overflowing with awesome and I had to get some of...”
– How I feel today.
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An Open Letter to Las Vegas
Dear Las Vegas,
As a child who grew up visiting your street of debauchery during the tried and failed “family era”, I have some thoughts on your little town that I garnered from some recent visits. Here goes:
When did your town become so infiltrated with high-end retail? Didn’t we used to come to Vegas to play the most sophisticated gambling games, see the most elaborate...
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I spend most of my time on Tumblr looking at...
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Vegas Part Deux - Itinerary
Here’s the plan.
Wednesday 11am - Arrive
Lunch - Four Kegs Sports Bar - Check out their Triple D Video. Supposedly the best Stromboli’s in the West.
After lunch - Get to Treasure Island. Check in. Obnoxiously complain that Sirens of TI is down for refurb.
Jump on hotel room bed.
Wednesday Afternoon - Visit Excalibur for Polar Express 4D / Check MGM Grand for BTTF Slots and also...
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The Hilarious Jeff Moment
Me: Elena's sound okay?
Jeff: Yeah. We're gonna eat there, too?
Me: Sure?
Jeff: Okay. Ooh, you missed Zankou's Chicken.
[I begin to turn the car around.]
Jeff: Where are we going?
Me: Zankou's Chicken!
Jeff: UGH, WE'RE GONNA EAT THERE, TOO? ::brief pause:: Alright, lemme tell you what they got.
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I could kiss Aaron Sorkin on the mouth.
BARACK OBAMA knocks on the front door of a 300-year-old New Hampshire farmhouse while his Secret Service detail waits in the driveway. The door opens and OBAMA is standing face to face with former President JED BARTLET.
BARTLET: Senator.
OBAMA: Mr. President.
BARTLET: You seem startled.
OBAMA: I didn’t expect you to answer the door yourself.
BARTLET: I didn’t expect you to be getting beat by John McCain and a Lancôme rep who thinks “The Flintstones” was based on a true story, so let’s call it even.
OBAMA: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: Come on in.
BARTLET leads OBAMA into his study.
BARTLET: That was a hell of a convention.
OBAMA: Thank you, I was proud of it.
BARTLET: I meant the Republicans. The Us versus Them-a-thon. As a Democrat I was surprised to learn that I don’t like small towns, God, people with jobs or America. I’ve been a little out of touch but is there a mandate that the vice president be skilled at field dressing a moose —
OBAMA: Look —
BARTLET: — and selling Air Force Two on eBay?
OBAMA: Joke all you want, Mr. President, but it worked.
BARTLET: Imagine my surprise. What can I do for you, kid?
OBAMA: I’m interested in your advice.
BARTLET: I can’t give it to you.
OBAMA: Why not?
BARTLET: I’m supporting McCain.
OBAMA: Why?
BARTLET: He’s promised to eradicate evil and that was always on my “to do” list.
OBAMA: O.K. —
BARTLET: And he’s surrounded himself, I think, with the best possible team to get us out of an economic crisis. Why, Sarah Palin just said Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac had “gotten too big and too expensive to the taxpayers.” Can you spot the error in that statement?
OBAMA: Yes, Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac aren’t funded by taxpayers.
BARTLET: Well, at least they are now. Kind of reminds you of the time Bush said that Social Security wasn’t a government program. He was only off by a little — Social Security is the largest government program.
OBAMA: I appreciate your sense of humor, sir, but I really could use your advice.
BARTLET: Well, it seems to me your problem is a lot like the problem I had twice.
OBAMA: Which was?
BARTLET: A huge number of Americans thought I thought I was superior to them.
OBAMA: And?
BARTLET: I was.
OBAMA: I mean, how did you overcome that?
BARTLET: I won’t lie to you, being fictional was a big advantage.
OBAMA: What do you mean?
BARTLET: I’m a fictional president. You’re dreaming right now, Senator.
OBAMA: I’m asleep?
BARTLET: Yes, and you’re losing a ton of white women.
OBAMA: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: I mean tons.
OBAMA: I understand.
BARTLET: I didn’t even think there were that many white women.
OBAMA: I see the numbers, sir. What do they want from me?
BARTLET: I’ve been married to a white woman for 40 years and I still don’t know what she wants from me.
OBAMA: How did you do it?
BARTLET: Well, I say I’m sorry a lot.
OBAMA: I don’t mean your marriage, sir. I mean how did you get America on your side?
BARTLET: There again, I didn’t have to be president of America, I just had to be president of the people who watched “The West Wing.”
OBAMA: That would make it easier.
BARTLET: You’d do very well on NBC. Thursday nights in the old “ER” time slot with “30 Rock” as your lead-in, you’d get seven, seven-five in the demo with a 20, 22 share — you’d be selling $450,000 minutes.
OBAMA: What the hell does that mean?
BARTLET: TV talk. I thought you’d be interested.
OBAMA: I’m not. They pivoted off the argument that I was inexperienced to the criticism that I’m — wait for it — the Messiah, who, by the way, was a community organizer. When I speak I try to lead with inspiration and aptitude. How is that a liability?
BARTLET: Because the idea of American exceptionalism doesn’t extend to Americans being exceptional. If you excelled academically and are able to casually use 690 SAT words then you might as well have the press shoot video of you giving the finger to the Statue of Liberty while the Dixie Chicks sing the University of the Taliban fight song. The people who want English to be the official language of the United States are uncomfortable with their leaders being fluent in it.
OBAMA: You’re saying race doesn’t have anything to do with it?
BARTLET: I wouldn’t go that far. Brains made me look arrogant but they make you look uppity. Plus, if you had a black daughter —
OBAMA: I have two.
BARTLET: — who was 17 and pregnant and unmarried and the father was a teenager hoping to launch a rap career with “Thug Life” inked across his chest, you’d come in fifth behind Bob Barr, Ralph Nader and a ficus.
OBAMA: You’re not cheering me up.
BARTLET: Is that what you came here for?
OBAMA: No, but it wouldn’t kill you.
BARTLET: Have you tried doing a two-hour special or a really good Christmas show?
OBAMA: Sir —
BARTLET: Hang on. Home run. Right here. Is there any chance you could get Michelle pregnant before the fall sweeps?
OBAMA: The problem is we can’t appear angry. Bush called us the angry left. Did you see anyone in Denver who was angry?
BARTLET: Well ... let me think. ...We went to war against the wrong country, Osama bin Laden just celebrated his seventh anniversary of not being caught either dead or alive, my family’s less safe than it was eight years ago, we’ve lost trillions of dollars, millions of jobs, thousands of lives and we lost an entire city due to bad weather. So, you know ... I’m a little angry.
OBAMA: What would you do?
BARTLET: GET ANGRIER! Call them liars, because that’s what they are. Sarah Palin didn’t say “thanks but no thanks” to the Bridge to Nowhere. She just said “Thanks.” You were raised by a single mother on food stamps — where does a guy with eight houses who was legacied into Annapolis get off calling you an elitist? And by the way, if you do nothing else, take that word back. Elite is a good word, it means well above average. I’d ask them what their problem is with excellence. While you’re at it, I want the word “patriot” back. McCain can say that the transcendent issue of our time is the spread of Islamic fanaticism or he can choose a running mate who doesn’t know the Bush doctrine from the Monroe Doctrine, but he can’t do both at the same time and call it patriotic. They have to lie — the truth isn’t their friend right now. Get angry. Mock them mercilessly; they’ve earned it. McCain decried agents of intolerance, then chose a running mate who had to ask if she was allowed to ban books from a public library. It’s not bad enough she thinks the planet Earth was created in six days 6,000 years ago complete with a man, a woman and a talking snake, she wants schools to teach the rest of our kids to deny geology, anthropology, archaeology and common sense too? It’s not bad enough she’s forcing her own daughter into a loveless marriage to a teenage hood, she wants the rest of us to guide our daughters in that direction too? It’s not enough that a woman shouldn’t have the right to choose, it should be the law of the land that she has to carry and deliver her rapist’s baby too? I don’t know whether or not Governor Palin has the tenacity of a pit bull, but I know for sure she’s got the qualifications of one. And you’re worried about seeming angry? You could eat their lunch, make them cry and tell their mamas about it and God himself would call it restrained. There are times when you are simply required to be impolite. There are times when condescension is called for!
OBAMA: Good to get that off your chest?
BARTLET: Am I keeping you from something?
OBAMA: Well, it’s not as if I didn’t know all of that and it took you like 20 minutes to say.
BARTLET: I know, I have a problem, but admitting it is the first step.
OBAMA: What’s the second step?
BARTLET: I don’t care.
OBAMA: So what about hope? Chuck it for outrage and put-downs?
BARTLET: No. You’re elite, you can do both. Four weeks ago you had the best week of your campaign, followed — granted, inexplicably — by the worst week of your campaign. And you’re still in a statistical dead heat. You’re a 47-year-old black man with a foreign-sounding name who went to Harvard and thinks devotion to your country and lapel pins aren’t the same thing and you’re in a statistical tie with a war hero and a Cinemax heroine. To these aged eyes, Senator, that’s what progress looks like. You guys got four debates. Get out of my house and go back to work.
OBAMA: Wait, what is it you always used to say? When you hit a bump on the show and your people were down and frustrated? You’d give them a pep talk and then you’d always end it with something. What was it ...?
BARTLET: “Break’s over.”