almost every time i am asked about the keys to blogging
i say first you really have to blog
and somewhere their excuse is but i dont have the time.

meanwhile all of them understand the beauty and the glory
and the satisfaction
of what many have called the Quickie.

it should be of no surprise that in these A.D.D. days
of instant messaging, drive thru fast food, and chat roulette…

a short powerful blast of reportage from ur part of the world
might be exactly what yr fans want,

and what yr perfectly capable of delivering.

for example, yesterday andy threw a keg party
and the craftsman was delicious
and the guests were dynamic, fascinating, and mindblowing.
even the rain came.

Best Picture
what should win: ‘Avatar’
what will win: ‘The Blind Side’

Best Director
who will win: Kathryn Bigelow, ‘The Hurt Locker’
who should win: Quentin Tarantino ‘Inglourious Basterds’

Best Actor
who will and should win: Jeff Bridges, ‘Crazy Heart’

Best Actress
who will and should win: Sandra Bullock, ‘The Blind Side’

Best Supporting Actor
who will and should win: Christoph Waltz, ‘Inglourious Basterds’

Best Supporting Actress
who will and should win: Mo’nique, ‘Precious’

Best Animated Feature Film
what should win: ‘Fantastic Mr. Fox’
what will win: ‘Up’

Best Original Screenplay
who should win: Quentin Tarantino, ‘Inglourious Basterds’
who will win Joel Coen and Ethan Coen, ‘A Serious Man’

Best Adapted Screenplay
who will win: Neill Blomkamp and Terri Tatchell, ‘District 9’
who should win: Geoffrey Fletcher, ‘Precious’

Best Original Score
who will win: ‘Avatar’, James Horner
who should win: ‘Fantastic Mr. Fox’, Alexandre Desplat

Best Original Song
who should win: ‘Almost There’ from ‘The Princess and the Frog’
Music and Lyric by Randy Newman
who will win: ‘The Weary Kind (Theme from Crazy Heart)’ from ‘Crazy Heart’
Music and Lyric by Ryan Bingham and T Bone Burnett

Best Documentary Feature
what will and should win: ‘The Cove’

Best Poster
‘Precious’

i have a hangover, america.

canada, ignore that.

only problem with $3 beers, good beers, served by catholic school girls

is the hangover

the crippling hangover that forces you to remain in yr bed

eating only scoop-sized fritos,

frosted flakes, and warm apple juice.

watching austin powers on free tv is just a weird side effect.

had good music, not annoying people

and all the wait staff dressed like school girls

and the beers were only $3

and its right by the subway. i will be back.

from Bakersfield, Amy

arrested for DUI after allegedly getting drunk at an allegedly gay bar

allegedly

if the charges are true

which i dont believe AT ALL

but if they are true

why is it that self hating gay guys seem to find a home with the republican party

and wind up as senators, congressmen creating laws that would hurt the same people who they want to make out with?

allegedly.

i seriously cant figure it out.

“my life would be so much better if i was that guy”

its a slippery slope. its a bad scene. its the wrong path grasshoppah, i know. but i cant help it.

i wonder just what a piece of cake it must be for certain people to just skate through the day doing what i see them doing getting what i see them getting and think eff eff eff, why am i stuck being me?

the first time this happened was when i played high school hoops. i was the point guard. we had this guy from africa who was well over 7 feet tall. but for some reason he couldnt jump very high, and dont even ask me if he could dribble.

i thought, omg if i was just even 6′ 7″ id be so dominating. but 7 foot? fuggetaboutit (or however you spell that).

but those thoughts just made me hate him more. instead i shoulda helped him learn how to dribble and pass and use the elbow and use the left hand and talk trash.

the other day he friended me on facebook and said he was back in africa and married and running a clinic. he was a doctor.

he also said how he always wanted to be me in high school.

and now hes jealous of the life i have.

and it made me feel two feet tall.

i was patient during the boring years. like a man in love with a woman but then realized he was just looking at her hair and not listening to her words.

Lost is like that. style but so little substance.

this was supposed to be the season where everything came together and made sense. instead we are getting this second path about what would have happened if they hadnt crashed. we’re getting bodies being inhabited with new souls. we’re getting even more questions, few answers.

it was cute for a while, a long while, indeed. but wheres the substance?

what are we supposed to learn from these people?

it feels like these characters were barbie dolls shoved in a box and then people shook the box around and we’re supposed to be entertained by it all and pretend that all the connections are more than coincidences or tomfoolery.

what was the purpose of this show? was it just a jigsaw puzzle and we should be happy when all the pieces are put together? but what picture is it going to make? it better make a kickass freakin picture because im pretty much through with this show. which is sad cuz for a while it was my favorite.

additionally: Metafilter had an interesting thread about Lost yesterday

even though it consistently creates stars. huge stars.

but this is pretty funny.

till the end.

i had a teacher who said dont ever put messages in your stories.

no talking animals. no science fiction. no wise old men.

no wise inanimate objects.

and no messages.

there was a time when the busblog got quoted and linked all the time.

when it happens you think itll happen forever.

and i know why it doesnt happen much now.

which is why its so nice when it does.