Let’s not focus on the important things in our country.  You know, like affordable health coverage for all citizens (rich or poor), or our terrible economy, or the soaring deficit, or the many horrible costs to our society arising from the senseless wars we are waging, or the increase in domestic terrorist plotting from the fringe groups who literally came unhinged when an uppity dark man took the Presidency, or even the insidious corporate takeover of our government via our beholden elected officials.

Let’s not focus on these things, because having the status quo suits the powers-that-be.  Lots of people make loads of money off the status quo, and if we change things, fix things, reform things, we’re affecting someone’s bottom line or their chances for re-election (which ultimately impacts their power level and their personal bottom line, too).  Can’t have that.

Nope.  Let’s worry about things that are a surefire distraction to our dumbed-down population.  Let’s have our media turn our little sheeple heads to the sort of boogeymen that they can relate to.  This spring, let’s focus on K-2.

Now being an uncool rural old lady deep in the backwaters of Idaho, I had never heard of K-2.  Y0u may not have, either…but you’re going to hear a lot about it in the coming months, I predict.  It’s the perfect distraction.  It’s fake pot.  Yeah, that’s right, it’s FAKE marijuana.

Seriously, this is a problem?  Well yes, if you think that illegal drugs are a problem, if you know pot as the demon weed, you’d think fake pot was scary, for lots of different reasons.  And the war on drugs, that failed social experiment that creates a lot of jobs for people while winking at the continued escalation of use by the general population (which in turn helps dumb them down and keep the sheeple either contentedly pacified or running scared from the law) is a favorite pasttime of the distracted society.

CNN has the “he said, she said” commentary on the pros and cons of K-2.  SHE says it’s dangerous, and she oughtta know, she’s the executive director of two anti-drug non-profit groups (one of which consults with the UN) and she makes her bread and butter from keeping the war on drugs alive and kicking.  Per Calvina Fay, it serves no apparent use and she even offers this tidbit of wisdom:

Making these drugs illegal makes it more difficult for dealers to push them to our children

Well whaddaya know.  I totally DISagree with that sentence…if that were the case, there’d be NO WAR ON DRUGS right now in these here United States.  Damn.  You can lead sheeple to the facts, but you can’t make them think. 

Taking the other side of this debate is Grant Smith, who works with the Drug Policy Alliance, a group that is trying to end the failed War on Drugs and pass laws for a more sane approach to drug use in the US.  HE says we shouldn’t treat this substance the same way we treat marijuana.  He reminds us:

Elected officials have burned through billions of taxpayer dollars chasing marijuana sellers, bagging marijuana plants and jailing marijuana users.  

It’s not just CNN. Newsweek is now getting into the discussion.  It takes a pretty balance approach that wonders (rightly so) why it’s all of a sudden a big brouhaha, when it’s been around for at least a decade.  Per Mary Carmichael: 

Is JWH-018 dangerous? No one really knows. There’s not a lot of research on what it does to mice and almost nothing on what it does to humans. Its effects shouldn’t be that different from marijuana’s, but then, we could argue all day about how dangerous marijuana is.  

So scary drug or drug scare, it’s gonna be on your minds this spring.  Lest you get some cockamamie idea that you might want to focus on something more important, such as, oh-I-don’t-know…JOBS?

Winners in the scumbag department, supreme kings of dirty tricks.  It didn’t start with Nixon, and it won’t end with the current parade of fools out there.

Yesterday, Michael Steele (the token eunuch Republican answer to black voters) was backpedalling furiously over the childish powerpoint circulating amongst party insiders, designed to draw contributions from their most devout (and wealthy) followers.  The powerpoint depicts Nancy Pelosi as Cruella deVille (a cartoonishly garish villainess) and Harry Reid as Scooby Doo (a dorky halfwitted scaredy-dog).  Steele said the pictures were “unfortunate“.  Yeah.  Unfortunate that they got leaked, that’s for sure.

Mother Jones showed the attempt to generate donations is a two pronged approach.   The major donors are motivated by ego, “wall of fame“, “access” peer to peer pressure, etc.  (This tends to hold true for any type of donations, whether charitable or political in nature).

It is the other type of donor, the “direct marketing” donor, and the points made about how to get these people to give money, that makes me livid.  Here are the focal points for getting money from the non-major donors:

FEAR, Extreme Negative Feelings Toward Existing Administration, Reactionary.  Yes, those are great tools to use to generate funding for political candidates!  Fine American values in action.  Makes my mama proud.

Rolling Stone had this to say:

…the presentation makes clear that the GOP’s pitch to America is not driven by ideas or a positive agenda. Just slander…

Tim Dickinson has a great column in Rolling Stone about the GOP’s Dirty War.  He says:

Republicans are now poised to reap the benefits of a wave of anger over the very dysfunction in Washington that they have so skillfully aggravated.

I’m so tired of all this insane shit.  The Republicans act as if Washington DC is a Zero Sum Game and they are playing it with the American people as their pawns.  And we let them do this!

I’m deviating from the norm on this one, not focusing on one blog in particular as much as the blogger himself.

It’s an interesting concept, a local newspaper publisher having public blogs.  There’s a certain amount of in-your-face, this is MY personal spot to put things of interest to me that may not be of interest to the general public…kind of posts.   The subjects aren’t any particular topic, and they’re more insider types of stories…and pictures…lots and lots of pictures. 

The Gum Pole  Mostly media and newspaper-centric musings, more of a true blog.

Best Shots  Great photography, and as always, available for purchase…

Ghost Signs  A disappearing form of advertisement, captured for posterity.

Every Picture Tells a Story  Great backstories with stunning visuals, a travelogue of sorts.

Eastern Idaho Up Close  Some beautiful local pictures with a unique perspective.

Glaciers to Red Rock:  US Highway 89  This is a nice travelogue, if you’re looking to take an armchair vacation, you could spend quite a bit of time vicariously enjoying his journey.

Just Sunsets  Actually, not JUST sunsets, but rather, FABULOUS sunsets! 

I think that those of you who have a particular mental image of the publisher of the Post Register, may want to take a gander at some of his work on these sites, and see for yourself what a talented individual he is.  I was pleasantly surprised, myself.

Problem solved!  Nipped in the bud!  Crisis averted, ACORN has met its nemesis!  (No, not ME).  Idaho’s people will no longer have to worry about the rampant voter fraud that has been plaguing our recent elections.  We can rest easy again, knowing that our elected officials weren’t put into office by nefarious means and fake vote-casters.

…eh?  What’s that, you say?  Surely you’re aware of the state’s most pressing problems!  It’s not jobs, it’s not state budget, it’s not the economy, stupid!  It’s voter fraud.  And House Majority Leader Mike Moyle has come to our rescue this Legislative session, and successfully introduced a bill that will alleviate our fears and allay our concerns.  No more nightmares of those endless Republicans getting into office only because dead men voted for them.

We’ll make them provide picture ID in order to vote!  Doesn’t everyone have picture ID?  No?  You mean some poor people, some elderly people, don’t have picture ID??  Oh, well.  They can just sit out and let others vote instead.  You know, others who traditionally vote a Republican ticket.  In these years of Republican failures, when the hoi polloi are getting restless and wanting change, we’d better make sure we put some roadblocks in the way, and make it look like we’re really doing honest people a favor.

Because this has been a problem, fraudulent voting, and it’s a good thing we’re taking action, now.  It’s not like we have anything more pressing to do, no problems to solve, no futures to decide.  We’ve got the good life in Idaho under control, and now we’re making sure our elections are under control, too.  Your tax dollars at work.

There is really no hope for my generation.  In fact, I’m not holding out much hope for the generation of my children, either.

However, I suspect that when my grandchildren are adults, things will be much easier for Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgendered individuals.  The laws will be in place for protection, and there will be fewer incidents of outright hatred and violence and discrimination.

Notice I said fewer incidents, not no incedents.  Because no matter how many laws we have in place protecting and supporting the rights of people of color, racism is still rampant today.  Not pervasive, but not minor in scope, either.

My generation and the one after will have to die, for the hardwired cultural hatreds to be less prevalent.  More people will have to know openly homosexual individuals, to realize they’re not the boogeymen/women they have been portrayed as historically.  To be “out”, it must be a safer atmosphere in our society.  And that’s not going to happen overnight…it has only slowly happened over my adult lifetime.

Gay marriage, repeal of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.  These things are coming.

It will happen.  Long after me and my children are dead, but it will happen.

It’s no secret I’m cynical by turns.  It’s not difficult to discern that I think most politicians aren’t in it for the sheer joy of helping their fellow man.  But I’m really confused about the lack of leadership we’re seeing in Boise, these last few years.

The economy is in tough shape.  What are the plans developed by the Governor’s office to build Idaho’s jobs market?  What short and long term actions are being presented by our Legislature, to boost us out of this recession and grow our future?

Anyone?

What I saw last year was pessimism, fear of Washington and its newly perceived Socialist agenda, budget cuts and belt tightening.  I saw bills to allow guns in business parking lots.  Bills to allow medical providers to ignore the doctor’s orders if they felt a moral repugnance in doing their jobs fairly for all citizens. 

I saw much more of that kind of behavior so far this year.  Much more talk in the past 7 months of additional budget cuts, everyone-has-to-hurt-including-the-schools kind of decisions.  Lots of bills aimed at giving the figurative finger to the nasty Federal Government who might try to force us to have health care reform even if we don’t want it.

So it’s hard to be the bad guys and make cuts, and it’s not a quickly done task.  I understand that.  Butch Otter is upset that he’s not being given credit for all the difficulty he’s facing with these cuts.  But is that all we have for leadership in our capitol, a Governor and Legislature reactive to the bad economy, instead of great leaders who are willing to be proactive to the restoration of the good economy? 

Much like we want to know about the national Republican Party’s version of health care reform (which has been thus far nonexistent) I want to know, where’s my state Republican Party’s version of economic recovery plans? 

Anyone?  

Anyone? 

Bueller? 

Am I right, or am I right ?

Enough to be elected as the next Governor of Idaho, as a Democrat?  He has had many tools at his disposal with his passion (as the founder) of the group called The Common Interest, but taking a subject and focusing all your efforts on it is vastly different in scope from tackling an entire state’s worth of issues.

I went to the Idaho Falls forum he had last month, and he has a Pocatello appearance coming this weekend.  You’d be amazed to hear such smooth speechifying…he’s populist and pragmatic and he’s easy on the eyes, too.  His wife is gentle and thoughtful and they seem to make a great couple.

However many stars he left in my eyes, I know that campaign stops are never good places to assess the true measure of a politician.  They are great theater, they are highly entertaining and if they are run successfully, they almost always leave you with warm fuzzies by the time the crowd peters out.  But you don’t really know what the man will do when under pressure from a hostile Legislature, an angry public, and a shrill press.  Will they continue to stand tall, confident and glib, or will they fold like bad origami?

I am hopeful of this man.  He seems to be feeling his way for now, there was no fire and brimstone, no rallying cries to war.  Just homespun tales of shared hardships and travails and hopes and dreams, and the promise of brighter tomorrows if we’d just dare to occupy the bandwagon on the road to his election.

I might enjoy the ride, for a change.

I’m curious…the Tea Partiers are taking hold, and have enough support that they are still going a year later.  We all know they rose up from the fringes of the über-right wing racists who were furious that a black man actually got enough support to take control of this nation (okay, not really…he can’t find a way around the Party of NO…but technically he’s in charge). 

But they are still here, despite numerous assertions that they are fragmenting…that the Republican Party as a whole is fragmenting.  I’m not seeing the degeneration, in reality.  I see the libertarians/strict Constitutionalists/John Birchers fighting with those of a more centrist bent, but that’s as it ever was.  It’s what drove me from the Republican Party in the late 70s, it hasn’t changed much after 30+ years.

Facebook has a “Join the Coffee Party Movement” page and so far, it’s hitting a nerve, and gaining in momentum.  It seems to attract those of us who are tired of being co-opted by the crazies, who are tired of the tremendous effort it takes to have our reasonable voices heard above the squeals of those who feel God is on their side.  You can’t argue with God.  His more passionate followers KNOW they are right, and all the rest of us are therefore WRONG.  Once more with feeling, YOU CAN’T ARGUE WITH GOD…

So now what?  How do we impact change, even if we get us a movement?  I’m not seeing the Tea Partiers doing anything with their movement other than glorifying Sarah Palin.  Sarah seems to me to embody their movement…not much substance, elevated in importance far beyond her abilities or her understanding of the issues, and certain that she is doing God’s work. 

Maybe the Coffee Party Movement needs a figurehead, too.  It was suggested that Rachel Maddow be the leader.  I could go for that.  She’s definitely smart, funny, and hot.  

From a comment on their facebook page:

The “leaders” are actually “followers”.  Show them where you want them to go.  Start actions in your community of changes you want and watch the ripple effect.  Don’t wait for so-called political “leaders.” They wait on you to lead.

  Are you on Facebook?  Even if you aren’t, you should join this movement.  And then, help organize activities in your area.  I can just see the competing crowds on Tax Day!   Surely there are more of us sane people, than not!

So, we just got done with the first of the annual big four commercial holidays (Valentine’s Day, Mother’s Day, Hallowe’en, and Christmas are the four biggest BUY! BUY! BUY! holidays, imo).   Today is President’s Day.  Tomorrow is Mardi Gras.  What a triad of holidays, boom, boom, boom! 

But today is the one that probably should go gracefully into the annals of history, and we should think about another one more central to the spring time (to space out our Federal Holidays a little better), and more important to our national psyche, such as St Patrick’s Day or April Fool’s Day.

We took Lincoln’s birthday (12th) and Washington’s birthday (22nd) and made a combined holiday out of them, with the idea of revering our Presidency, in general.  Well, obviously this country hasn’t revered its Presidency since the early 70s, when Nixon stole our innocence and shit on the good name of the Oval Office.  So why are we still pretending this is an important day for us?  Especially since at least half the country is scared to death of the big old socialist darkie in the White House? 

Many of us will have today off, and that’s always a bonus.  But it has no meaning other than that…so bring on Fat Tuesday!  And seriously?  I think it’s time to consider celebrating something REALLY special next year…such as National Spunky Old Broads Day, on February 19th.  Now, THERE’S a day I can really get into…

I have been blessed to be an avid reader.  I used to polish off more than 300 books a year.  Science fiction was my favorite, followed by detective or spy novels.  I read mostly fiction, and when I read non-fiction it was mostly biographical kinds of books.

I do more movie-watching than book reading these days.  I had a spell where magazines were in my mailbox more frequently than bills (which is a good thing) but I eventually discovered most of the content of those magazines online so got rid of the recycling dilemma.  I miss reading, but it’s a solitary activity and I’m rarely alone these days.

I know a woman who just wrote a teenage drama fan-girl vampire book, which is a very popular genre these last few years.  She offered to send it to me, so I read it last month.  It’s not bad for that type of book.  I am especially impressed that she actually had the stones to write the dang thing.

I also have a friend on facebook who just finished a novel, and offered for his friends to read and comment.  It’s really edgy stuff, it’s philosophically out there, and he almost didn’t send it to me, because hey, I’m an old bat and would probably be offended by the drama and the violence, maybe even the language. 

Ha!  Nope, not offended.  Great book, didn’t flow as well as the other book (teenybopper vampires) but the heavier storyline was from a different worldview so it was okay.  It had sickening violence in it, but it reminded me of a cross between Gordon R Dickson’s Time Storm, Robert Heinlein’s Job, and Quentin Tarantino’s movies.  

I was really glad to read both.  I’m planning to buy copies of both when they come out, and want the authors to autograph them.  I enjoy being amongst this kind of talent, it makes me feel vicariously alive.

Well, needless to say, I don’t spend much time on ManCrunch.com.  Okay, actually I spend NO time there.  I didn’t even know it existed, I hadn’t seen it advertised anywhere.  And I won’t see ads for it while watching the SuperBowl, because CBS declined to accept the ads.

Per this story on CNN Money, they rejected the ad for reasons that don’t seem really solid.

ManCrunch is not alone. Godaddy, an online retailer of Web site domain names, is running an ad in the Super Bowl this year but it had another ad rejected by CBS in the process. The rejected ad features a man named Lola.

I’m not naive, I guess even if gay people finally get all the rights they are entitled to under our Constitution, they still won’t be accepted by the mainstream public for decades.  We finally have a black president and look how divisive that concept still is.  But it still makes me sad.

Wanna see the offensive ad?  We aim to please. 

I work with a fellow who is very centrist, moderate.  He has his conservative moments, he has his liberal moments.  In other words, he’s like most of mainstream America.

He has this theory about extremist Islamist terrorism and our involvement, especially since 9-11.  He says, it’s crap that we’re spending billions of dollars and wasting  and destroying untold numbers of lives and families of US citizens and non-combatants in Iraq and Afghanistan. 

He says the US should pull out and let Iraq use its oil monies to contract with whatever companies it wants to, to rebuild their infrastructure that was destroyed by the war.    Afghanistan, if needed, could be given some financial aid to help rebuild, 100% subsidized if they can prove they seriously got rid of the opium.

And to end this thing once and for all, he proposed getting a message through to the leaders of every Muslim country in the world…

“Take care of this extremist bullshit once and for all.  End the senseless terrorism NOW.  If as much as one tiny suitcase bomb goes off anywhere in the world with the target being US citizens in general, know that we have nuclear warheads ready to go and we will lay to waste for thousands of years your holy places, one by one, starting with Mecca.   You have the power to end this and you haven’t done it.  Get together, get a plan, get it done, or be prepared to have daily prayers to a nuclear wasteland.”

I’m not so sure but what that wouldn’t start an all out war against Israel, because the countries might feel they had naught to lose.  But I couldn’t find much argument to prove it wouldn’t be an effective tactic.

Can you?

Hibernation is highly underrated.

More than anything else, I’ve been amazed that there are a bunch of you that checked me out almost every day,  just to see if there was anything new posted.  Get a LIFE!  says Nemesis in her best Bill Shatner imitation.  My stats showed an average of 20, sometimes as high as 60 and as low as 12, visits in a day this past month.  That’s after three months of nada!  WTF? 

I have to admit, I didn’t totally abandon the interwebs, I only rocked on facebook.  If you can call it rockin’.  I spend a lot of time reading about people’s menus, their childrens’ booboos, their frustrations with family.  However, it works really well because I give as good as I get, when it comes to inanity  (but y’all know that!)

Lately I started missing my old friends.  Since I very rarely came to my own site, I also abandoned all my friends that were linked to from here.  Treasured Valley (sorry you LOST at fantasy football, Chris), and 43rd St Blues (still love me, Sisyphus and Serephin?) and Mountain Goat Reports and Political Game, Casey at All I’m Saying, I am sorry to have missed all the wonderful things you all surely wrote in the last 3 months.   TUBOB, how could I ever stay away from you? 

A few of you are my friends on facebook, so I’m keeping up in a tiny and not so very friendly way, there.  But it’s on the downside of winter and I’m tired of slumbering, already.  Don’t know if I’m fully awake yet but I’m starting to go through the motions of waking up to a Brand New Day. 

These jokes from David Rees’ website are too good NOT to share, and tell you exactly where my head is, these days.

1. A Democratic congressman walks into a bar. The bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve your kind here.” The Democratic congressman whimpers, “You’re right, I’m sorry, I never should’ve come in here, it’s all my fault, boo-hoo, please, bend me over, I’ll do whatever you want because I’m a little punk.” The bartender says, “Jesus Christ, you people are pathetic.”

2. What do you call a dead baby with no arms and no legs wearing a sombrero? I don’t know, but whatever you call it, it’s got about 1,000% more fight in it than these jackass Democrats.

3. A member of the House Democratic Caucus goes to the doctor. The doctor says, “I have bad news and good news. The bad news is you have a broken foot. The good news is, you’re a congressman, which means you have health insurance, which means you’ll be able to get treatment without going totally bankrupt, unlike many of your constituents, who you are actively betraying by thinking only of your electoral prospects. And also,” the doctor continued, “I can’t believe you actually broke your foot by jumping off a bridge just because a Republican told you to. What kind of spineless loser are you? Get out of my office. I can’t stand to look at you.”

4. The entire United States Senate is flying on a plane when its engines start to fail. The plane starts falling through the sky. There are 100 senators on board, but only 41 parachutes. The Democrats say, “Let’s give all the parachutes to the Republicans—that way we can just sit on our fat asses and die while the plane crashes because we’re a bunch of self-hating pussies.”

5. Little Johnny Congressman (D) was sitting in class one day. All of a sudden, he needed to go to the bathroom. He yelled out, “Miss Jones, I need to go pee!” The teacher replied, “Johnny, that is NOT the proper word to use in this situation. The proper word is ‘urinate.’ Use the word ‘urinate’ in a sentence correctly, and I will let you go.” Little Johnny thought for a bit, then said, “If a Republican wanted to urinate on me, I would let him because I have no self-respect.”

Interesting thing, this blog has been.  Cathartic and exhibitionist, and a harsh mistress, to boot.  It started out as a kind of personal (but not really) diary, and morphed into my rants about the ways of the world.  It was a way for others to pop in and say ‘hi’ when they felt the urge, or just to hang about on the edges of my twisted psyche and keep in touch without being touched, so to speak.

And then the masses came by, slowly but surely.  Pretty soon it was a taskmaster, always hungry and needing me to feed it new material constantly in an effort to make sure my audience was entertained, and remained loyal.  My stats pages were the first things I checked on each morning and each evening.  Readers from all US states and continents, and the search engine phrases that brought them to me were wild and crazy, to say the least.  Not all stayed or visited multiple times, but lots did and remained pretty constant readers.  Turns out I even had a fan who worked for Google (not just a bot, but a regular reader who popped back and forth between posts and comments on a regular basis).  Who wouldn’t be impressed, and therefore motivated, by that knowledge?

Me, that’s who.  At the end of the day, what is all this for?  It isn’t for me, because it drains me and raises my blood pressure and takes a whole lot of my free time.  And my interests are moving in another direction.  Grass roots activism in other ways…bringing other people online and having them write, teaching them how to be heard and helping them become active in various forums.  Those are the kinds of things that drive me, now.

So I may end this blog altogether, and use my time to focus on those other activities.  I haven’t decided for sure, but I’m more there than here.   Those of you who still visit me regularly (amazingly enough, despite the lack of content)  are too kind, and I thank you sincerely.  Those of you who happened upon this by accident, move along now, there’s nothing to see here…

I’m going to whine a little, have a public pity party.  Then I’m going to go away for awhile, I think. 

Most regular readers know that my job is based in Boise, but because my employer sees the value of having me in that position, and because I won’t (ok, can’t afford to) move to Boise, they allow me to work from Idaho Falls.  That has worked really well for the last 5 years…

This summer, due to the culmination of a 3 year project, I’ve pretty much been working IN Boise since June.  (I’ve held two positions since March, covering for someone else who is covering for someone else, etc).  I’ve been living in hotel rooms, going home on Friday nights usually, only to turn around and drive back on Sundays.  While working about 50+ hours per week, I don’t get paid OT, but I do amass straight time hours for those worked over 40.  However, I can’t use them because there really is no available time to take off.  The truth is, it may sound as if I am being a big whaaany but I am great at my job, and I love my work (I’d rather be retired but this is a great job).

I had hoped to be done with this project as of October, but it extended another month.  Yesterday I found out that I’m returning to Boise at least two more weeks in November…I spent my birthday here this summer, now I’ll spend my husband’s birthday being in Boise, too. 

I am drained, emotionally and mentally.  My body is a mess (it started out that way but it’s deteriorated).  I haven’t gotten on the scale but I’m sure I have gained at least 15 lbs from eating fast food for 3 meals a day (I have a fridge and mic but no place to prepare foods here).  I’ve had viral syndromes since September and I just feel wiped out in every sense of the word.

Nothing brings me joy, or riles me to anger.  My affect is mostly flat.  I feel no desire to dig into a subject and shine some light on it.  I just can’t think of what to write anymore.  You may laugh because I’m saying this after having written more than 300 words but I mean anything of importance, anything of substance, anything someone else wants to read.   I think I need to take a break, which is death to a blog because only the most loyal readers check in once in awhile, the others find other more rewarding venues and don’t return.

Thanks for your support, but I think I’m gonna take a break for a little while.  Unless something makes me crazy I’ll probably just do piddly things like recipes and quotes and videos here and there, maybe until December.  I’ll see you on facebook and Twitter (those are lighter fare) but consider me in blogging hibernation here.

Wargs did not rule this week in fantasy football, lost my fanny in both leagues.  Sigh.  Dropped to 9th out of 10 in my work league, and to 4th out of 10 in the Treasured Valley league.

Y’all know I’m crazy about Penn and Teller, and I follow both of them on Twitter.  Penn frequently links to his “Penn Says” video podcasts…and some of them are quite interesting, even if you’re not a Penn fan.  I usually rave about written blogs, but his podcasts on this site are a notch above  (even as they are very brief) the usual fare.  They are posted on Crackle and I’ve linked to some of them here:

John Lennon Was the Drummer

Getting Yelled at by One of My Heroes

I Love Tiny Tim

I’m dumbing this blog down here, so my regular readers should take note and stay far away if they want to maintain a benign image of me.

I love the songs of Hayseed Dixie, and the bluegrass retakes on great rock songs.  Truth be told, his voice is much clearer than that of either singer for AC/DC, so I learned some lyrics along the way!  I wrote before that I couldn’t find a good video for this song, but I think I did here.

This one is not a redo…it’s an original and scatalogical, and this makeshift video with a couple of kids is kinda cute, in a sick twisted way…like the song.