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el presidente has been royally peeving me lately (since he started talking about something other than foreign policy.) I really wished he'd knock off his Regan complex and stop spending my money on bureaucratically moderated viagra. On a political level, I think he needs to realize the philosophical support he gets on foreign policy comes from the people like me. People who actually believe in the principles he uses as justification, and we don't like it when politics get in the way. We view our possessions as we view our lives; try to take either of them away and we get pissed.

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Insomnia 3: Demise of the Dreams

I had it beaten for the better part of the spring semester, and through nearly all of June, but it has come back. For those of you who don't already know, I was diagnosed with moderate insomnia last summer, apparently my prefrontal and frontal lobes don't always act in sync when it comes to sleep patterns. So every once in a while, if left alone, they will have a neurotic fight of some sorts and my sleep patterns get thrown out of whack for a week or so. There are drugs for this but I don't like taking them because they make me feel like I'm listening to life from a slightly staticy radio station, which isn't much better. So I'm going to try to fight this with shear will power.

Luck be a lady tonight!

Yes I'm listed, no big deal. But check out who's sitting at number 65 on the top players list right now.

(Here's a hint=it's me)

UPDATE: Now that it's July, the calculations have rolled over and I'm no longer listed, too bad so sad.

well it seems like everbody likes the new design...so it's time to change it. Not like a complete makeover, but It's still not exactly what I want. The color scheme pleases me enough, but I don't really like the side or title bars. Nor am I really pleased with the extended entry/comment pages, so be prepared for some minor changes.

I'm going to try and use CSS to spruce it up, and to eventrually become W3C verified, but thats aways off. So any of you with CSS or compliancey experience should feel free to lend a hand and/or advice.

Taking a cue from Bill Simmons, I bring you my own NBA draft diary. If you know nothing about NBA, this may be boring, but for those of you with some semblance of knowledge of professional basketball enjoy.

6:00 straight up: Nice montage of all the soon-to-be bo-zillionaires spliced with the legendary highlights covered with some dramatic music espn style.

6:05 Dick Vitale shows up and goes absolutely lipshitz over Carmelo & T.J, which prompts me to state to no one in particular, “Hey Dickie V, why don’t you go out into a field and sit on it”

6:08 Kirk “2.0 in accounting” Hinrich gives a friendly pre-recorded interview, and he still sounds like he cheated in class to get those marks.

6:11 Dickie V is back and has a tantric experience over LeBron’s essence of being, prompting me to say, “Go sit on a loaded shotgun whilst I pull the trigger 'till it goes ‘click’.” Man that guy is annoying.

6:30 Showtime! Knicks fans shout-down the commish and Cleveland goes on the clock, beginning the most pointless 5 minutes in all of sports. Seriously the Cavs won the 1st pick nearly a month ago, and the overall first pick has been known to everyone in the western hemisphere for the last 364 days, do they really need the extra 5 minutes to ponder this decision?

6:34 LeBron- Period. He’s playing up his whole “Franchise Savior” thing up pretty well in his angel-white suit

6:39 Darko-lanky white dude who definitely, “speaka da crappy English”

6:44 Melo- no surprise here except for his wardrobe, seriously, that suits got like 10 buttons and only the top one is buttoned, Mexican gangta style.

—and now it gets interesting—

6:49 “With the 4th pick of the draft, the Toronto Raptor select…” Chris Bosh!?! Who the crap are you? Oh, a freshman from Georgia Tech, or so Jay Bilas tells me. This guy will definitely challenge for the “biggest disappointment” of the 2003 draft, previous winners include: Kwame Brown, Marcus Camby, and Bryant Reeves.

7:03 Dwayne Wade goes to Miami and New York fans shout-down a jumbotron video of Pat Riley. No-muscles whitey Chris Kayman goes to the clippers, I could probably push this guy off the blocks

7:04 Kirk! Kirk! Kirk! Goes to the Bulls, ahead of T.J. Ford. To quote Stuart Scott, “Boo-yah!”

7:09 The Bucks take T.J. probably a good value at the 8th pick. But being 5’11” (with platform heals) and having no jump shot will not help you with the big boys.

—The Knicks are now on the clock, and their fans already hate their pick—

7:28 the Knicks have taken Mike “big ‘ol fatty” Sweetney. The wizards take Jarvis Hayes (bleh). And Golden State takes Mikael Pietrus (double Spanish bleh).

7:29 Nick Collison goes to Seattle, and two KU players have gone in the lottery for the second time in 5 years. Give it too me Stuart…Boo-yah!

7:48 Memphis takes Marcus Banks, Seattle takes Luke Ridnour, and Orlando takes Reece Gaines, who is an absolute steal this low. Orlando will really be something next year. Ridnour by the way, was dealt the insult of the night courtesy of Jay Bilas, “This guy couldn’t guard the chair I’m sitting in!” Zing!

8:20 the last half hour can be recapped like this: Bell from B.C. and Dahntay from Duke go to Boston. Foreigners go to Phoenix, Utah, Atlanta, and New Jersey. They’re all basically tall soft whities with a 3-point shots. David West goes to New Orleans, and I don’t care about any of it.

8:45 The bottom of the order roles on with each pick more uninteresting than the last. But for the sake of accuracy, here’s the rundown: Outlaw goes to Portland to play with the Jailblazers, Cook lands in la-la Land, foreign cookie cutter Carlos Delfino heads to Mo-Town. The T-wolves pick English schooler Ndubi Ebi, and Kendrick Perkins goes to Memphis. The only drama left is when Maciej Lampe, a.k.a. the last M.F.’er in the M.F.’n green room, will get bailed out of the most embarrassing experience of his young life. On with show!

8:50 San Antonio takes Leondro Barboso another foreigner trying to make it in the land of plenty. (Maciej has turned pale shade of white somewhere between Cher and Japanese Geisha)

8:55 “With the 29th pick (and the last of the first round) of the draft…(Maciej drops a pound of sweat)…the Dallas Maverick select…(there goes another one)…Josh Howard.” Maciej is spread eagle on his table, and the doctors have opened him up in a desparate attempt to rescue his receding ego. This has got to be the first time there has still been someone in the green room left undrafted after the first round. I should research this…if not only for my own amusement, then to hang something on this guy’s head.

8:57 Okay I’m tired of this and am stopping as soon as Maciej goes, just to see the look on his face.

8:59 Macij finally goes to the Knicks with the first pick of the second round. Yeah, playing under the biggest microscope in the world will really revive that newly revived but still fragile ego of his.

9:00 Two hours is enough for me, I’m tired of listening to the same clichés coming from the likes of Andy Katz, Jay Bilas, and the loathed Dick Vitale…shudder. So there you have it, the interesting part of the draft.

So mote it be!

One of the greatest novelties of modern democracy died yesterday at 100, and it's really too bad. He was a democrat when democrats were libertarians, and a republican when labels didn't matter anymore.

Welcome to the moved and improved version of "that other guy's thoughts" Now located on it's very own top level domain. So behold and observe thatotherguy.net in all it's wonderous glory! After a few technicial hold-ups courtesty of Blogger, Movable Type, and my own personal ineptitude, you now have a new hand-coded spectacle for your view pleasure.

So enjoy!

Cross another name off the list, Dick Gephardt, after he spewed this verbal filth at a shing-ding put on by our best good friend Jesse Jackson.

"When I'm president, we'll do executive orders to overcome any wrong thing the Supreme Court does tomorrow or any other day"

I'm only a 19-year old college student, but I can read, and I've read the constitution. And I'm confident that executive orders can't overrule supreme court decisions, it's the other way around. I would expect a lawyer like Gephardt too know this, and since he obviously doesn't, I don't trust him to "...preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States." (from the inaugural address)

But hey, that's just me, and I like my presidents capable of duty.

who can guess what I'm dealing with right now?

The COD has come to haunt my soul...or at least make my job harder.

Something just occured to me. Are there any professional athletes with naturally red hair? By all accounts, roughly 4-5% of the population of the US are natural red-heads.
The are approximately 4750 professional athletes in the major sports today (NBA, NFL, NHL, MLB) of these, approximately 1820 are white (105 in the NBA, 450 in MLB, 525 in the NFL, 740 in NHL), and I don't know a single one that has red hair. I've got a theory on this, but I'm not going to state it yet. Does anyone know of any? If you do please let me know. And I'm excluding the scottish national soccer team, so don't even go there.

the following personal update has been completed in less than 90 seconds. You have been warned

Really close to a slice of weblog suprise pie now. There are lots of people out there who have a distorted view of christianity. There are also some christians with the same problem. Boo on the Harry Potter fanatics! ahhh 10 seconds left! I judge the situation overall to be SNAFU...3...2...1...pencils down

I'm pretty sure I've already posted this article before, but I believe it bears mention again. I encourage you to read the whole thing, it kind of puts a different spin on Dem/Rep tax cut bickering. If you're truly intrigued and want to read something else concerning the national economics, try this piece on the debt, or this piece concerning the economics of the future. Both are enjoyable so you should all read them.

They're definitely out of season right now, but I'd still like to point out that they are exercises in futility. Hey, I'm all for people volunteering their time to help homeless druggies, but let me offer you a lesson in efficiency.

If you're going to build a house for left-handed, glue-huffing addicted, single mothers of inter-racial homosexual babies, why not build it next door? There is no need to travel to New York from Kansas, I'm sure somebody out of the 10 million will take your place. Save the money you would have spent on a ridiculously expensive airline ticket, and add another story to Uncle Charlie's home for the 1/8-crazed Albanian albino handicapped she-males. Thousands of college students are wasting their collective money by jaunting off to some remote location to help a disease ridden people who have recently been abandoned by their local college students who themselves have jaunted off to the hometown of the aforementioned college population, thus completing the cycle of futility.

You want to see the world and that's fine, but call it what it is, a vacation.

So come and talk to me on my computer screen
The best years of our lives aren't as easy as they seem
But one day we'll look back and then we'll have to laugh
They used to call us names now they want our autographs
To get the girl and make the grade
It's all a show
It's all a game
And I would lose it if I played
It's all the same

So I don't care what they say
I don't need them anyway
I'll just go about my day
But anyway

You go out on Friday night
I'll stay in but that's all right
'Cause I have found a clique
To call my own in-crowd
Out-crowd
I don't care your crowd
My crowd
We can't share
'Cause I have found a Clique to call my own

She says she'd call
But I know she won't
(She won't)
(She won't)

I don't care what you say
I don't need you anyway
I'll just go about my day
But anyway

-Good Charlotte, The Click

Did anybody else watch the Late Show tonight? Former head -o- the EPA Christie Todd Whitman was on, and to my suprise it was one of the best political interviews I have ever seen, bar none. Dave is actually smart and actually asked difficult questions, and Whitman cut the crap and actually answered them. In the next few days I'll see if I can find the transcript and link to it, so stayed tuned.

Special suprise concerning this blog coming relatively soon. I few thing to work out, but change is a coming.

Personal Update: I'm reveling in my new found militant role. Plotting such horrible deeds as not bossing people around, letting them keep their money, and looking the other way when they make their own choices. I'm also planning a membership drive, setting up schools for young militants, and obtaining external funds to finace my whole operation. Anybody else want to join?

okay, I can't take it anymore, I'm too pissed off at this anti-fatty people guy so I'm going to point out the idiocy in his article please bare with me

"As a nation, we have become so fat that we really do deserve to be called ugly Americans."
what does being fat have to do with being ugly? Stop your collectivism, and stop caring about what people call you

"statistics show that obesity causes 300,000 deaths each year and costs the economy $117 billion per year in additional health-care expenses"
people going to doctors doesn't "cost" the economy anything, it's the free exchange of services & wealth. Fat dude gives, doctor receives, therefore the value of the economy is the same.

"In today’s climate, it seems that voters would sooner accept a politician who sleeps with sheep than a politician who would willfully raise taxes or invent new ones"
Heck yeah! that bovine love affair neither costs me money nor affects me in any way.

"We already have special taxes on cigarettes and alcohol in hopes of discouraging widespread use of these deadly substances. Yet only a fringe group of militant anti-tax Libertarians (hey, some of my best friends are militant anti-tax Libertarians, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think they’re wackos) would fail to see their value."
Sweet, I now possess an adjective that I share only with Osama and his cronies. Boo-yah Militants!

"Americans don’t need government to be our Big Brother or, in this case, our Big Nanny. I would argue that we do"
Get out of my country you pinko-commie liberal crack whore! Move to a nursing home in sweden if you want to be cared for. The rest of us would like to run our own lives if you don't mind.

Now I'm going out to eat a 1/2 pound hamburger, a bucket of deep-fat fried fat, a gross of twinkies, and drink a gallon of Mountain Dew.

Cue the Demerest Laugh
Hah!

Some guy in New York wants a special tax on fatty foods, now Newsweek is in favor of it. I refer you all to my three previous posts on where this will take us. (special side note: if you read the whole newsweek article, the author calls me and all liberitarians wackos, which is the equivilent of calling the founding fathers wackos)

I present to you the corniest thing ever to be put on this website:

Anyway, on with the fun:

Just what I always wanted, the goods on Hilary's book.

Funniest "the onion" line ever: "just one man and a howitzer"

and an article about freedom and the not so-Patriot Act that's worth reading.

Also, I'm seriously considering purchasing my own top-level domain and moving to Movable Type so that I'll have to deal with neither Blogger’s unreliability nor KU's lack of amenities. This once again would require some effort on my part, so this idea will most likely fade out of existence, but at least it's out there. For those of you with actual expierence in this area (Juby, I'm looking in your direction) let me know what you think.

You know, a mobius strip, the 3-dimensional geometric shape that perpetually turns back on itself. Anyway in my daily musings around the internet, I've run into a quote by Max Hastings who is a "veteran war correspondent" or so 75% of the media tells me. I've never even heard of the guy. Anyway, on with the quote, "The Prime Minister committed British troops and sacrificed British lives on the basis of a deceit" which seems to be the over whelming critizism of all the anti-war-mongers (as mongering of all that is anti-war). So I'm putting all personal feelings aside (not really) and will apply some good old fashioned logic. Here we go:

If you were hell-bent on going to war, and needed an excuse to passify the public, there are too reasonings you can give. They are guilty of unspeakable evil, or they are getting ready to hurt us. Either way, you've got to pick up the tab at some point. You need proof of whatever excuse you used. It doesn't matter if you make it up or not, just as long as the masses believe you. After the war you have total control over the other country and can basically do whatever you want. So the only real question when waging war is, which reason do you give. This choice is futher simplified by what evidence you have to work with. Proving unspeakable evil is pretty easy, write some fiery speeches, find some heart-wrenching stories, and back it up with a bunch of dead people. Proving threat is more complicated, takes lots of military intelligence, and motice oporendi, and I'm not going to explain it here, suffice to say, it's pretty freaking hard. So your choice all depends on what you can prove, keeping in mind that nobody will allow you excuses because you control the whole country afterwards.

Thus logic dictates, that it's not wise to lie about intelligence in order to wage a war that will prove that you are lying. It's like shooting yourself in the foot, except the bullet takes a few months to get there. Tony Blair is a pretty smart guy, and by and large, so is the Bush administration. I'm going to assume they thought of this long ago, thus leaving me with but a few options of history.

1. The intelligence was total crap.
2. Intelligence was good and somewhere in Iraq there is a bunker full of anthrax
3. Blair and Bush lied, and should be classified as legally retarded.

Only time will tell, and I'm not off the WMD bandwagon yet.

I'm bored with it, so I killed it and something that fits my fancy. So I present you with an eulogy of recent results.

Who will will their respective sports world championship first?

Chicago Cubs: 6% (4)
Boston Red Sox: 93% (62)
U.S. Men's Soccer: 0% (0)
Cincinnati Bengals: 0% (0)
Clevland Cavaliers: 0% (0)

To which I say: Damn it Ben Affleck go smack J-Lo's butt or something.

I've had my present job for a full year now, and the guy who had it before me, Mark, got married while he was working here. Not too weird eh? there are lots of non-traditional students. Today I met the guy who had the job before Mark did, and he got married when he had the job too. Striking coicidence? that's what I figured, until Joe (the guy before Mark) started talking about the guy who had the job before him. Apparently this guy worked here for like 6 years earning both his bachelor's and master's degrees, and during his tenor, guess what? He got married too. So in keeping with the tradition, I've got 2 years to wine and dine the ladies, trick one of them into accepting my ineptitude in exchange for lots of money forever. I'd better get right on that...but not till after dinner.

mmm...hotpockets

looks like we're getting our new Athletic Director from UConn. Hopefully he didn't start out peddling used cars.

They shouldn’t advertise so much, or make there food so easy to get, or so yummy for that matter. It’s unfair that we’re forced to pay the doctors’ bills of these homegrown fatties”
So tobacco and fast-food companies fall by the way side forced into near obliteration by lawsuits and legal fees. And when there was no more money to be ripped from the carcasses of these companies, the friendly neighborhood public official moved on, hoping that he would quickly find new prey, so that no one would take the time to notice that he doesn’t actual produce anything, he merely redistributes the wealth with the help of a gun.

“Whose next? What’s next? Gun makers! People pull triggers and guns shoot bullets, fast moving bullets kill people! Stop killing innocent babies you evil gun companies! You willfully sell a product that can kill people. We’ll see you in court!

Oh, but they weren’t done

“What? You want a piece of this? Candle makers! Candles hold fire, fire burns houses, and people die in house fires! Stop killing innocent babies you evil candle companies! You willfully sell a product that can kill people. We’ll see you in court!

That’s never a pretty site, but you see where this is going so We’ll fast forward a little bit.

“Wh…?…..kill…..babies….sue….stop…money…force…”

“…and that my fellow citizens is why doctors are pure evil. Now I sign this law that requires them to save everyone regardless of injury, everyone has a right to life, not just those that don’t jump off 1000 ft cliffs onto jagged rocks, not just those who don’t set themselves a blaze, not just those who have working internal organs or the capability to bleed. We demand equality”

Alright, that’s about all I can stand, I’m going to go buy my own pacific island where I don’t have to live for the sake of another man.

This reminds me of my Final aerodynamics lab. WARNING: non-original explectives ahead

Last fall I took thermodynamics and used a friend of mine's text book. This spring Hullman used the same book. This summer guess who's borrowing the same exact book? My Stength-o=Materials TA, and that's kind of weird. Thus I inducted this situation into the first level of the DTFU hall-o-fame. Which is conviently know as the "Dude, that's messed up" level, or the realm of SNAFU.

Went out with Kristi last night and we had a gay old time (as in happy...It was fun...get your mind out of the gutter) went and saw Bruce Almighty, after being sold tickets to Finding Nemo by a pimply-faced 17-year old who aparently can't tell the difference between the words "Bruce" and "Nemo". Movie was good, went to Wally World afterwards to get Kristi boxes for packing. Chilled at her house for a while and came to the conclusion that the part of the brain that creates the romatic "spark" is on a entirely different space-time continuim than the rest of the universe. Fo Shizzle.

The continued history of health sayth by TOG

They're all real happy because their representing the little guy and lots of people are glad to help, and those that didn't want to pay somebody else bills get guilt tripped into acting like they want to so that they don't get stoned to death and they families kittens set ablaze and thrown through their kitchen window.
All's well on the face of things until somebody checks the numbers. Keeping the sickliest of the sicklies alive apparently cost real money, not the fake political promises money, because doctors can't deposit that in the back or use it to buy bread and milk at the grocery store. Then the guy who got elected by promising to keep everybody alive comes to the realization that he doesn't have the foggiest idea how to do it. So he's tripping hard-core one day because he knows he's screwed so what's the point, when he has a brain fart, which he mistakes for an idea. "Let's prevent people from getting all sickly like in the first place" he exclaims, nobody realizes what their getting into and he gets re-elected, using it as a "mandate from the masses" and sets out to cure the social ills that are people are killing themselves with.

So we pickup with the friendly neighborhood public official,
"First on the agenda, Dinosaurs. Oh, okay I guess they're already gone, good riddance, now they can't bite off any more legs or discharge any more foulness. Next on the agenda, Smoking. All right, tobacco companies make cigarettes, people that smoke cigarettes get sick, and we are forced to take care of them. Sue them, never mind the fact that nobody forced the people to smoke, or that we volunteered to distribute the wealth of the nation to these tobacco-ridden sicklies. People need somebody to blame, why not tobacco companies? They're just companies, nobody gets hurt, well except for the thousands of employee they can no longer afford to pay. Hey, will take care of them through unemployment benefits. Damn, somebody's got to pay for that too, You-who...Mr. productive citizen you can spare some wealth can't you, I thought so." You can see where this is going really fast, and we don't even get the frilly little hand basket. Anyway, back to the gov't official
"Ha ha, got those punks, now who else is performing actions responding to a consumer that I can misconstrue and a public enemy hell bent on killing each and every one of us? Ah-ha! Food! People who eat get fat, and fat people can become obese sickly people, down with the fast food menace! No, I don't care that food is required to live, or that people willing give up their $4.83 to sample a tasty Big Mac uber-huge fries and a Diet Coke. They should advertise so much, or make there food so easy to get, or so yummy for that matter. It’s unfair that we’re forced to pay the doctors’ bills of these homegrown fatties”

this interesting bit from Forbes about the anti-logic protesters,

Breaking camp after a weekend of violent protests in France and neighbouring Switzerland, activists were unsure about the effect their efforts were having on the tight circle of world leaders they denounce as heartless Masters of the Universe.

Boo-yah, He-man!

I'm getting quite iritated @ blogspot. I am frequently stuck with only having the background and top ad-banner load. I know this isn't a problem with my source code, becuase it happens to every other blog I visit on the blogspot domain. I'm contemplating moving the entire site over to my personal webspace on the University's server, and just put a pointer on blogspot. So to stick with my theme of late (i.e. insensate ramblings or pointless lists) I will type out a pointless list of the pro's and con's of moving the site.

pro
less flakeyness
no ads
more accesibility (actual access to server space)
good excuse to learn XML, some scripting, and the like
total control muah! muah-ha! muah-ha-ha-ha!!!

con
it actually takes effort
less memorable web address
it's not already done for me
I'd feel compelled to learn XML, some scripting, and the like
KU could get mad if I drop the F-bomb
I'm too lazy