Huckleberry blog response

Is it any surprise to the cretinous right-winged uneducated science-disbelieving racist- sexist- homophobic morons clutching flags or flag pins/paraphernalia that even such a failed joke could cross the mind of one of their own? Freudian slip. "Jokes" and words uttered under the influence of alcohol reveal much- I would never dream to make jokes about assassination or even think the words Mel Gibson screamed while drunk. In other words- no excuses.

And, in the end...

The school district just e-mailed me a lifetime pass to all events there (whoopee!) plus a $50 gift card for Crossgates Mall. Also, a copy of a speech I assume my old boss wrote and recited on their staff/retirees recognition day, which I chose not to attend.

It sounds like an obituary! Yeesh! Parts of it are very nice- the teachers, I've been told- Did love me... I can tell my boss wrote this because he was clueless about a lot of things, especially me, and I hardly ever saw him, except at meetings, where you couldn't get a word in edgewise if you wanted to.

I've never been accused of being an extrovert, but the co-workers I liked and of course, the teachers, I don't think, had nearly the difficulty he had in "starting a conversation" with me. I was actually quite comfortable around most of the people in the school district- other than the boss and supervisor. The "obituary" makes me sound like the epitome of the quiet computer nerd who can only talk and think technology.

Oh, yeah- it was more than 600 computers, and there were a lot of people involved too- who I advised, made recommendations to, broke the rules for, made house calls to help them with their home computers. It's odd that after 9 years I was the only one in the Tech Dept. who really knew anything about Macs (not my fault)- and they're still trying... (Luckily the teachers and some students took some initiative themselves..)

My replacement walked off the job after one month, and his replacement was just fired.

I'm pleased not to be there, I had a good run, and I'll consider this "obituary" a good reference for my next job:


"Mitch Sternbach

Mitch was loved by the people he worked with. He was quiet and competent and worked long hard hours to make sure the Macintosh computers in the District were working well. Mitch was our only Macintosh technologist and he maintained about 600 computers. Although it was tough to start a conversation with Mitch, when you engaged him in conversation you always left amazed by his depth of knowledge and understanding of how computers worked. When it was announced that Mitch was going on medical leave- everybody's first thought was "What are we going to do for Mitch?" not "How are we going to survive without Mitch fixing our computers?" Mitch was loved by the people he worked with. We wish him well."

Bush on Jessica curse

I think it's pretty obvious that George Bush is a moron.

I think it's pretty obvious that very young, or very under-educated people are morons.

And it's pretty obvious that many children of morons are morons themselves unless they break the cycle by going to school, doing their homework, seeing the world, and staying off drugs and moonshine.

And I had never been a huge Dixie Chicks fan, but I respect their (and OUR) freedom of speech, and man, was I surprised by how good their last album was!

And, no- Jessica should not dignify that idiotic remark with a response.

The "meaning" behind tattoos

The "meaning" behind tattoos is that people are so desparate for meaning and so empty spiritually that they have to mark themselves as if to get through an exam- in this case- your life. If you truly believe this gives your life more meaning and most of all, somehow makes you more unique, then what this means is that you are an aesthetically blind, ignorant moron. I pity those who feel the need to desecrate their God-given beauty and uniqueness, and in their deperate attempt to be cool or feel "meaningful," are in actuality perpetuating a shallowness and ignorance that cannot be erased by marking yourself. No "self-righteousness" here- the short answer is that the crap is ugly, always was ugly, and will be uglier still when your skin and everything else falls down. Do what you want- it's legal, unfortunately- but speaking just for myself- all tattoos repulse me and make me think less of those who would do this to themselves.

Jeezuz Christ!

Ah, yes, the Jesus Card. Now we must decide who to diss next: her, the competition, or the show itself. Or "those Americans" or "those Christians."

I have the sneaky suspicion that Carly won't be back because she simply had less people call on her behalf than the others. No one calls to vote someone off- you vote for "your favorite."

The Red Sea did not part when Carly sang. Of the remaining candidates, the audience didn't "like her best." That's all. No conspiracy- we don't need an investigative commission to get to the bottom of this.

(Good Lord, I'm still yappin' about American Idol!)

AI

Considering the state of popular music today, I'm not surprised by idiotic opinions. Carly, quite simply, has a big mouth and no soul. Syeesha is no Melinda (last season)- her performance was charming but her voice is thin, pitchy, and grating. Jason needs to detox with some coffee. The two Davids, I must admit- are talented and "the ones to beat." However, like ALW, I'm a big fan of Brooke's- check out her studio recordings on iTunes, and ignore the stumble (which is not cool at this stage of the competition): she has the most affecting, soulful voice and doesn't need gimmicks, theatrics, or belting to move you (me).

Regarding the tattoos- I don't care how many people have them or where- they are painful to look at, demeaning to the natural artistry of the human body. Self-mutilation, a tacky, decadent expression of phony hipness that in actuality, for most people, is actually a form of conformity. K-Mart chic.

Roger Ebert

Whether you agreed with Siskel, Ebert, both, or neither, you'd have a good sense from watching that show whether or not to go see a movie. And watching them argue, I couldn't help but imagine how much they had in common and therefore must've respected about each other- their absolute love and passion for the movies. Roger has continued with his passion ever since, and if we can't watch him on TV (which I sorely miss), we can still read his still-brilliant thoughts and observations. Thank you, Roger Ebert, and wishing you good health and many more years At The Movies. As always- "two thumbs up!"