Saturday Dance Party: Hott City – Feelin' Love

Hott City’s Ain’t Love Grand was the first LP that my friend Steve ever gave me, and while the rest of my vinyl was sold or went to friends and family during “the ’87 purge,” this was one of less than a handful* of records to remain in my possession all these years—possibly because of the sentimental value attached to it and the fact it was pressed on white vinyl.

*I believe the other two were Donna Summer’s Once Upon a Time and the original Star Wars soundtrack.

Quote of the Day

‎”I worry that the focus on Gingrich’s adultery will distract us from the fact that he’s also a racist asshole.” ~ Andy Borowitz

I Used to Love to Drive

Sadly, that’s something else that living in Denver has stripped the joy out of. Between the weather, the never-ending string of potholes, and the absolute assholery displayed by drivers in this city, it’s almost gotten to the point where I loathe even getting in the car.

I used to think the streets in Phoenix were bad.  They’re smooth as glass compared to what I have to deal with on a daily basis here.

And much like my last commute in the Bay Area (San Francisco to Foster City), many mornings I now find myself asking, “Is this the day I die, or am horribly maimed—or my car destroyed—by some jerkwad weaving in and out between cars who thinks that even though traffic is moving 75 in a 65 zone, it’s still too slow, or by some ass putting on makeup or texting while driving?”

Yes, I have the option of taking public transit, and I’m doing that more and more often, but there are some days I either have to drive to work for whatever reason or I simply can’t bear the thought of having to get up a half hour earlier in order to get my ass on the bus/train and be to work on time.

And no matter how much I plan on taking transit on snow days, invariably the days I need to drive (like next week when I take the car back in for service) snow is predicted. Seriously. I can’t seem to catch a break.

I’m getting fucking tired of it.

Stop SOPA and PIPA

My site will go dark tomorrow (January 18) in protest of the U.S. Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA) and PROTECT-IP Act (PIPA).

On January 24th, Congress will vote to pass internet censorship in the Senate, even though the vast majority of Americans are opposed. We need to kill the bill—PIPA in the Senate and SOPA in the House—to protect our rights to free speech, privacy, and prosperity.

I personally feel very strongly about freedom of expression. I believe strongly not only in people’s self expression, but in the free form of that expression.

Help fight against internet censorship. Call your congress person and express your commitment to the free expression of ideas, as protected by the U.S. Constitution. Learn more at and

Hypocrisy, Thy Name is Republican

And the hits just keep on coming.


Georgia Republican Who Wanted Drug Testing For Welfare Recipients Gets DUI

The do as we say, most certainly not as we do party struck again, and this level hypocrisy might just shift the tectonic plates and reveal a whole new world for the rational among us (or whatever is left).

Rep. Kip Smith, the Georgian Republican sponsor of Georgia House Bill 464, which would “require random drug testing” for citizens on public assistance, found himself drunker than Lindsey Lohan (only ugly and with no talent) and apparently was arrested friday morning on a DUI.

From the The Atlanta Journal Constitution:

Smith, whose given name is John Andrew Smith, first told the officer he had not consumed any alcoholic beverages.

“I asked him again, and he stated he had consumed a single beer at Hal’s. I noticed also that Mr. Smith’s eyes were watery, and I asked him to exit the vehicle, which he did,” Kramer said in the report.

Smith told the officer he’d had the beer 45 minutes earlier, and the officer asked him to blow into a hand-held “intoximeter”. The officer said the lawmaker refused, stating he would prefer to go to a clinic or the hospital to get tested.

The officer said Smith finally agreed to blow into the device. The report stated that Smith blew a .091., which is above the legal limit of .08.

So it would seem that Drunky McHypocrite should either abdicate his congressional salary or not receive one penny until he completes treatment and is full compliance with all after-care plans. I would suggest requiring mandatory drug-testing for members of Congress, but then there might be a government shutdown due to a lack of quorum.