Some of my Wire-watching bunkies already passed on Madam Speaker's connection to the City that Bleeds, Hecubus. Still an awesome story, though, and almost makes up for that punk-assed bitch Mehlman being from there, too. Excuse me: Cheesefaced, punk-assed, bitch. And my mother has really got to quit saying "stupid sports guy,"(about Hayworth, who really was one, though) even if my future husband is inordinately vain about being a Cornell grad. "civics classes at Arizona State" does not push the same button, though, I have to say. Even though I am a Dem and we do covet mad populism points, sometimes I wish I'd gone to one worth bragging upon. Stupid, huh?

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Sorry to hear about the job woes, Joe and Aimée.

Aw, damn, Jack Palance died.

I think I expected him to be the one that cold-cocks the grim reaper and goes right on living.

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I never thought I would say this, but I miss the post office in NY. To find one that collects after 5:00 here, I would have to drive about an hour. Who told me this? Someone in my local post office (at 5:05), who wouldn't take my stamped envelope, even though everyone was still there in front of me postmarking things. Aaargh. Now I missed my deadline.

Little did I know how much I would actually need a drink upon my return.

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Kill me now. My co-worker is playing Men at Work ("I come from a land down under!"). I mean, sure I loved it at 10, but now? NSM.

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I have to leave the house to drive three blocks to the grocery store.

Getting dressed to do so made me tired enough that I lay down for a few minutes.

This should be interesting.

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I still like that song, GC.

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I recently heard that played live by one of the band members, and I fell in love all over again. The hidden Men At Work fan came out, and came out hard.

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So, Lee, you going to be home tonight then?

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I saw (on a VH1 special or something) Colin Hay playing that song solo, just sitting in his studio. It was just him and a guitar, and he was playing it kind of slow and sad, and it blew my socks off.

I think Overkill was my favorite.

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I recently heard that played live by one of the band members, and I fell in love all over again. The hidden Men At Work fan came out, and came out hard.

Colin Hay did a beautiful acoustic version of Overkill on an episode of Scrubs, and gave me a whole new appreciation for it.

Speaking of the centrist surge, as I heard the election returns I kept thinking, "The real winner in this is Cindy and the Moderates." Which would make a pretty good girl group. Maybe Cindy and the Moderations.

Heh. You must write books about our music. Seriously though, with Rummy resigning right after? I think the real winner is everyone.

Although I think I called myself one here lately, I'm really only moderate in comparison to b.org. If you tally up my 21 years of voting history, for all elections (state, local, federal), I think I can count the non-Dems I've voted for on one hand, and have enough fingers left over to give you the peace sign (or possibly just the bird).

I am pretty much a textbook tax-n-spend Dem (my dh is moderate, and we only agree about politics, about half of the time). I'm in favor of all the typical liberal causes, particularly universal healthcare, as well as freedom of choice, environmental protection, energy conservation and reform, gun control, protecting Social Security, minimum wage increases, marriage rights (actually, I'd make marriage a non-state affair and have people get householder status [with the benefits and rights traditionally bestowed upon het marriages, but a sexual relationship wouldn't be the basis; chosen-family would]), stem-cell research, civil rights, and ending corporate welfare.

There are only a couple of places I think I'm at odds with the well worn planks in the Democratic party platform. I wonder if I seem (and feel) more moderate here, because I'm not a secularist. I'm not a theocrat, either, for what that's worth. I think both approaches are intolerant. I'm a pluralist.

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