i’ll tell you how, shes got a better job than me.

and a bigger dick.

although today karisa came over and i was simply wearing a towel and the girl is still losing weight on account of not having a drop to drink since the begining of the year

and i was all, dude you have no ass

and she was like, i have an ass, trust me.

but she has no ass.

but she kept turning around making me look at it.

and lil tone wanted to take a lil peekey boo but its sunday so i had to get up and finish shaving off four week beard.

in nine and a half hours i will be job interviewing for the job of my life.

i should go to sleep but how do you sleep with that going on.

this has been a very odd weekend.

it was super warm.

threeway chatted with raymi and matthew good but then karisa was here with little warning.

i talked to a woman who taught at the famous university that im applying to gradschool and not only did she remember meeting me years ago but totally remembered a poem i wrote and remembered that i had posted it twice.

and she had put it on her blog.

i asked her which one it was and she said it was about a prom queen

and i was all, me?

she was like, yes you!

i asked her if it was ok that i had some swear words in some of my poems

she was all, oh yeah.

and i was relieved.

but i still doubt that i will get in so in ten hours i have this interview for the greatest job for me of all time.

today karisa and i did laundry.

in my last perfect job i hired people for an internet company. i hired hundreds and hundreds.

karisa was the last person i was responsible for hiring.

she made me scrambled eggs today and a waffle.

this is what im going to say in the interview tomorrow.

i will do anything you want.

i will have more ideas than you can possibly imagine.

i dont care if you hate every idea and call me stupid. i am stupid.

i wont need a parking space, i dont need any supplies, i dont even need a phone, i could work from home if you prefer.

please let me start in two weeks.

i’ll pay you.

in my last job i took a 50% pay cut to stay there and work next to people like karisa.

theres nothing like a great job that youre perfect for.

and when i wake up, i’ll be a little closer to one.

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i can recommend some reliable web hosting. knucklehead.

the french doors are flung wide open. all the frigid bitter bullshit has been suddenly replaced with sunshiney warm toastyness.

got the back door open, the side door and the french doors. i feel like cleaning stuff. i feel like recycling. it seems like spring cleaning time but its the middle of january its the dead of winter.

96. ryanbot

97. grok

i get a lot of compliments throughout the week and little do people know how nice it is for me to get that because during most of my schooling, whenever i wrote something it would almost always get totally misunderstood by the teachers and redpenned and “corrected” and destroyed.

youd think that after all that i wouldnt continue to write, especially in public, but like they said, i didnt pay much attention in class.

until college.

this weekend i applied for grad school, which was more of an emotional experience than i expected.

there were a few major lessons that i learned in school. the biggest may have been how to handle red tape. which is a wonderful skill to gain. no matter what you do after college you will always have to deal with red tape. none more difficult than the financial aid office.

there you learn how to read the small print, and follow the instructions to a t.

sadly i forgot that little nugget and when the grad school asked for two transcripts from each other colleges i attended, i only sent over one.

we’ll see if that comes back to bite me in the ass.

now i must head off to laundry with karisa who left the loveliest message on my machine.

i’ll post it in a sec.

but yes, flagrant, nothing special network services has been the busblog’s hosting company since day one and theyve done a spectacular job.

flagrant + jenny mccarthy + chokey + jordan

he made a cameo in my photo essay finest african american of all time

opened up a special comment thread last night so that his readers could debate the question of Blogger Ethics.

this morning my gmail was bursting with emails from people letting me know that i had been mentioned by a commenter and then dissed by prof. reynolds.

an anonymous [tisk, tisk] commenter named “jerry” questioned the instapundit, got a few facts wrong (glenn in october admitted to being biased, not neutral; and glenn has been often marked as a Moderate, but when asked he declines to state), and got an instareply.

I think your ethics are far worse Professor.

For several years you claimed to be neutral. Recently when Tony Pierce called you out on it, you admitted you were very much not neutral.

Even now, Tony would like to know how you cannot have commented on the WMD story.

How can a Professor of Law, presumably someone who is ethically bound to seek the truth, and a lawyer, presumably someone ethically bound to seek the truth, have lied to the public all of this time? You claimed you were neutral, then you admitted you were not.

Isn’t it time to hangup your blog?

[FROM GLENN: I “claimed to be neutral?” When did I do that? I said I wasn’t a Republican, but I was right out there with my doubts about the Democrats all along. I tried to be polite about it, and revealingly enough the likes of Oliver and Tony can’t comprehend taking sides and being polite at the same time, but politeness isn’t neutrality.]

youd think in a thread about Blogger Ethics, if my name came up it would be in a positive way.

i have refused blog ads over the three years that i have had the always-popular busblog, and when i do receive monies from readers or through promotions i have noted publicly each dollar and who it came from. if the donors had a website or blog i linked to it.

when i sold 100 copies of How To Blog, i mentioned it. Today i have sold the 200th copy. i make about $5 a book. what other bloggers are openly disclosing ALL of their finances?

how much more transparent could a blogger could be?

in May of last year i created the Honest Bloggers Quiz where i revealed personal voting habits, political beliefs, religious beliefs, and my stance on current drug laws. in october, i believe i posted it again, and invited all bloggers to be just as transparent.

i have conducted dozens of interviews where i have answered pretty much every personal question and political belief that one could ask.

the only question that i denied was when the new york times asked me my age and occupation. neither of those questions or answers were relevant to anything.

i have comments which i rarely delete and on only one occasion have i ever edited what someone has said in my public forums, and ironically that one time was last night when an Oliver Willis reader reposted a comment from Odub’s blog that included some personal attacks on Glenn’s wife and his sexual behavior. when i edited the comment i marked it as edited, publicly.

still, somehow, when Glenn mentioned me last night he did it in a negative way despite the fact that when i criticize him i do it solely on the subject matter that he chooses to write about and/or ignore. apparently, Glenn doesn’t think I do it in a polite way, which is funny because one commenter yesterday said just the opposite he said, “i don’t know why you are so polite to the Instapundit.”

im polite because theres no reason not to be polite. all criticism is is debate. if one feels confident about his point of view, he can present it soberly and rationally.

im also polite to Glenn because i have met him and i read him and i know enough bloggers personally to know that sometimes the blog doesnt fully reflect the person.

i have my problems with how Glenn covers politics. i think he’s enormously one-sided as far as criticizing the Left and the perceived Left, and i think he gives the Republicans a free ride. i dont know why he is like that. i dont know why he wouldnt want to discuss the White House’s official statement that they have given up searching for wmd, the main reason why we went to war with Iraq.

yes i use grittier language on my blog, but its careful gritty language. in my recent critique of his glaring omission of the white house’s admission that they were dead wrong about wmd, i said that by burying his head in the sand over big news stories like this makes him look like a tool.

well, sorry. it does.

it doesnt mean that he is a tool, but it does make him look like one. and i said then and i’ll say it now, i dont want him to look like a tool. i want him to be a strong, believable, better blogger.

are my wants impolite?

Glenn and i had an email discussion about a month before the elections that i asked if i could post because it was fascinating. he asked that i didnt post it. i obliged. that wasnt polite?

quite frankly i dont know how much more polite i could be in regards to my criticism about the worlds most popular blog. i give free advice, i do it constructively, i provide examples and i ask serious questions and respect his answers.

is he suggesting that its impolite to criticize him at all? i dont think so.

in his piece today on msnbc glenn writes that nobody is perfect nor do they need to be. he says “it’s the track record that matters.”

bro, i’ll go head-to-head with you any day in regards to ethics, transparency, and politeness.

is it polite in tennessee to tell someone to sod off?

in most blue states it’s not.

meanwhile my offer for an unedited AOL IM interview is still out there.

somehow though i have a feeling that even a law professor wouldnt want to enter a chat with a guy who rides the bus.

and thats the greatest compliment i could receive.

instapundit + it’s thirteen + the unknown column + the comedian

from annika

“Copy the list from the last person in the chain, delete the names of the authors you don’t have on your home library shelves and replace them with names of authors you do have. Bold the replacements.”

1. Charles Bukowski

2. Jeff Noon

3. Kurt Vonnegut

4. J.R.R. Tolkien

5. Mark Twain

6. Bob Dylan

7. Stephen King

8. Doc Searls

9. William Shakespeare

10. Jon Stewart and the writers of the Daily Show

they should just admit it.

all these bans on “endzone celebrations” is an attack on the african american experience. straight up. emphasis on the african.

go to africa. people dance. people dance for all reasons. people dance at funerals, weddings, births, rain,

and sometimes they dance after they catch a long pass and score on the frozen tundra at their arch enemy’s field.

randy moss caught a long pass and ran over to the goal post, pretended to moon the fans in the endzone and then did a little dance.

the white commisioner of the nfl, a man who probably dances like your grandpappy has continually tried to take the african part out of the african american celebration that gives the nfl the soul that is warmly embraced by the paying customers.

even the nfl liscensed video games recreate the celebrations, high steps, fun bunch high fives, and deon sanders and icky shuffles.

but if a brotha does it in real life he’s called disgusting by one white announcer, cheered by the other, and fined by the commish for $10,000.

for a fake mooning?

how much for a real mooning then?

and when will we have an african american commish in sports? one who once played and faught and understood the struggle and understand the culture?

its one thing to hire so many Blacks, but whats up with trying to strip them of their blackness, their soul, their joy?

randy moss caught that pass on a bum leg, on the road, against a better team and wanted to rub it in the faces of the fans who booed him and taunted him. he didnt go into the stands, he didnt date their daughters, he didnt take money out of their pockets

all he did was break their hearts and imitate bart simpson

so why you gotta hate the brotha?

as the kids say and i will tweak

dont hate the player

hate the lame.

in 24 hours my grad school application is due.

im trying to get into one of the best poetry programs in the world.

problem is i dont know what poems to submit

if youre bored and wanna go through some of my poems i have one collection here

and one here

if you see something you really like, put its title in the comments for me and i will consider it.

thanks!

hes a propaganda source. but i dont want him to be a propaganda source. i want him to be good blogger and a source of right wing spin.

but he refuses to be anything more than a propaganda source and i really dont see why he does things like ignore the fact that yesterday the White House announced that its two year hunt for weapons of mass destruction is officially over and they found no wmd, the main reason it went to war with Iraq.

biggest story of the day yesterday and yet he walked around the campus of UT taking pictures of the co-eds. Like he does any time he wants to bury his head in the sand.

am i disappointed in the instapundit? a tad. but i think thats a sort of condescending. a few times a commentor has said to me that he was disappointed in something i had written and i was all, sod off, im pushing the boundaries here pallie, im gonna lose some of you every once in a while.

but a political blogger not writing about the White House’s biggest goof in decades? maybe ever?

that would be like a London newspaper not talking about the prince wearing a nazi costume to a party.

that would be like an LA sports blogger not writing about the fact that the Dodgers are throwing their team away.

that would be like the busblog writing in all caps.

im sorry but if youre a political blogger hell bent on saying Ah-Ha every chance you can to CBS and 60 Minutes because they goofed, you sorta look like an asswipe if you dont say Oh Shit when your party steamrolls everyone and goes to fucking war over something that turns out to not be true.

no matter how many times you huff and puff over Rathergate, that unfortunate tv broadcast was nothing compared to WMDgate.

did drudge link to it? of course. did little green footballs talk about it? of course. did metafilter point and say haw-haw, as a matter of fact yes they did.

and sure the right will say, oh but Clinton said they had weapons, and this dem said they had em, and that dem said they had em, and the world thought they had em… but none of those people had proof which is why none of those people spent billions and tens of thousands of human lives to go in there.

yes, iraqi lives count too.

just as much as the lives of coeds in knoxville.

yes the instapundit can write about whatever he wants. of course he can. but when you continually close your eyes, cover your ears and say lalalalalalaRatherGate you look like a fucking tool.

and you know what, even though i dont agree with everything that he writes or links to or doesnt link to, i dont want the instapundit to look like a fucking tool. the dude is one of the blog gods and it’s sad to see him act like a guy on the take.

again.

instapundit + weapons of mass destruction dot blogspot + chelle

The Italians painted the best

virgin marys

next to the Dutch

and she looks like the dark haired

olive tint

not the complete Mary but her complement

her knitting friend who Mary

whispers to

“Joseph last night was so cute”

Mary tells her as the donkey drinks from the river

“he leaned over to kiss me

but he stopped himself

I told him we’ve been married ten

years

out son is the messiah

you have nothing to fear silly man.”

I teller she looks like Mary’s best friend and she

smiles trying to sleep with her hands in praying formation

under her head

gold inexpensive earrings still on

eyes closed teeth shimmering

as christmas lights sparkle in my bedroom.

are you marys friend i ask

did you come down here to keep an eye on

me and warn not just my heart but

it feels like this whole house is alive

my fruit punch soda tastes bubblier

my burrito tastes guacamolier

my old face seems happier

did you come down here to do all

that for me

shes sleep

I wisper is mary your best friend and you seller

tupperware

and she sells you avon but you dont

wear it cuz you just dont

but you love each other

and now you love me

yes yes she says now hush she smiles opening one eye

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