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March 31, 2004

another blogger wedding

Lately I've been horrible about updating and commenting on conservative views...mainly because I've been busy planning a honeymoon next month in Hawaii. So yes folks, all the rumors circulating were true. Tony and I eloped tonight after less than a scant week's worth of planning. This past weekend Tony managed to surprise me with an antique ring and proposal that had me tearing up before I knew why, and I found a great Donna Karan gown at Loehmann's which turned out to be perfect. It's been hard keeping the relationship quiet. All the girl talk on his part, all the feigned heartache on mine. But it's official now and I'm incredibly giddy and happy and so in love with my incredible husband. Who's fast asleep in bed!! Posting may remain light as work has been super busy for Tony and I've been packing his stuff at the old place. Moxtopia will heretofore be known as Casa del Pierce. We will be having a small Reception here next Sunday afternoon. Email invites will go out before the end of the day tomorrow to local friends and family. Cheers!! (Tony's announcement is here)

Posted by Moxie at 11:58 PM | Comments (35)

brown vs. blue

Stupidity in the world is running rampant.

Sometimes I imagine that these inane people are fictional -- one dimensional creations of a writer's mind. One who has consciously choosen not to use their skills for good.

But these people really do exist.
Sadly they are in-laws and thus family.

Aunt Hannah:
How are you?
Moxie:
Fine
Aunt Hannah:
You wouldn’t believe the shock I had today….
Moxie:
Do tell
Aunt Hannah:
I had to mail something Parcel Post, so I went to the Post Office
Moxie:
{Suppressing laughter}
Aunt Hannah:
And they told me that I can’t send Parcel Post from the post office!
Moxie:
Yeah, it’s UPS, you know brown trucks and cute delivery men?
Aunt Hannah:
Well, they both have U’s, P’s and S’s in their names. Who knew?
Moxie:
Apparently, everyone but you

Posted by Moxie at 10:22 PM | Comments (5)

March 30, 2004

clark:clarke as contrary:contrary

From Laurel Canyon Jane: Why are you so contrary? Ian: Because you wouldn’t respect me otherwise Jane: Oh you think so? Ian: Babe I know so. I’ve seen that The New Republic used a seemingly clever tagline in their blogads about distinguishing the Clark/e's. You know Dick Clark vs Dick Clarke. Not so clever. So now we know Dick Clarke used the same privilege that Condi Rice has been scorned for citing. It was fine for him but not for her? Doesn’t this make Dick Clarke EXACTLY like Dick Clark? The non-bandstand Dick is out of the closet as a Democrat. We already know he's voted that way. It's easy to be a Democrat...earning respect through being contrary, since before you were born. Much like the other Dick.

Posted by Moxie at 1:05 AM | Comments (7)

March 29, 2004

blizzard

The best part about living in San Francisco was that you could drive a few hours and find somewhere else where it was actually colder and more miserable than it was in the city. Many years ago, I was in Tahoe with some friends. We were having dinner when the boyfriend of my closest friend fell face-first into his hot soup. We had just arrived, put dinner first and no one had more than a few sips of their drinks. Being accompanied by some guys who were living the mid-twenties lifestyle, at first some thought it was a joke. He was messing with them. A few seconds later, he was still submerged in his soup. I screamed to the guy next to him -- pull his head out before he drowned -- that plea was greeted by laughter. Just inches from irate, I repeated myself. Someone, maybe even me did pull his head out of the French onion. He was unconscious. Mila, his girlfriend broke down in tears and ran to tell someone to call an ambulance. My friend was crying, so naturally I started to cry with her. The boys finally out of their childish stupor scrambled asking if anyone knew CPR. A few uncleanly looking slope-sloths said they knew CPR. But no one did anything, aside from Mila who sat by his side and brushed hair from his forehead and myself, who sat there checking his pulse. It was present and strong. The paramedics arrived just as he thankfully came to and recalled nothing. Not even the drive up to the resort. Knowing my friend didn't need to watch them do whatever they saw fit, right in the middle of the dining room and gawking seniors, I walked her over to some couches in the lobby. She was hysterical and I tried my best to reassure her. “Mila, he’s okay now.” “That’s not why I’m crying,” she said. I hugged her and somehow knew what she was about to say. “You never know how deeply you care about someone until you believe you’ve lost them.” I think in the long run, it was good our waiter was slow and the soup wasn't piping hot.

Posted by Moxie at 12:13 AM | Comments (12)

March 27, 2004

unexpected hurricane

A debate erupted between Brazilian and U.S. meteorologists as a large storm spiraled toward southern Brazil on Saturday. John Kerry alleged that Bush knew and did nothing to prevent this meteorological attack, while Clarke suggested the Bush administration had put weather related terrorism as their last priority. Republicans call the storm a hurricane, while Democrats such as Barbra Streisand call it nothing less than another example of the Bush administration’s spiraling short comings. Barbra told reporters: “The Pentagon knew and ignored the indications that Al Qaeda is controlling the weather and John Tesh’s musical releases. Meanwhile we are paying less taxes, experiencing phenomenal economic growth and innocent people are still buying Tesh CD’s. Where are the Republican’s priorities?” As a debate raged over whether it was a hurricane or not, reporters in Brazil scrambled for cover under John Kerry’s hair. Developing…

Posted by Moxie at 7:21 PM | Comments (14)

March 25, 2004

unconditionally

I am madly in love with this man. (via SWLiP)

Posted by Moxie at 6:38 PM | Comments (9)

required reading for all who criticize bush

Have you ever been condemned by someone for something that you failed to do? And then later made a pariah by the same subversive element for something you did, having taken the prior information and condemnation into account? Sure, we all have. Clifford D. May has it right. Dead on accurate and I don't understand why more people haven't linked this column.

"The Bush administration is now being harshly criticized for (1) its policies of preemption and unilateralism and for (2) not unilaterally preempting the Taliban and al Qaeda immediately after coming into office in January 2001."

SO basically, no matter what you do, you will be wrong in the eyes of those who possess an irrational hatred of you.

"Surely, there were more opportunities to "eliminate al Qaeda" during the eight years that Clarke served President Clinton than there were during the eight months he served President Bush?"

It's like that guy who wronged a girl and instead of being a man and saying, "you know what you're right, my bad" points the finger and shakes it at her to deflect blame. Factually bereft offense can be a defense, it seems.

"By contrast, what could President Bush have done between January and September of 2001? By that point, the terrorists had made their plans and were living in the U.S. Even if President Bush had launched a unilateral, preemptive attack against the Taliban and al Qaeda, the 9/11 suicide terrorists might have proceeded to fulfill their missions. Indeed, some would have said that 9/11 was in reprisal for the assaults on al Qaeda and the Taliban."

A true catch-22. ALL liberals should read this article. Categorically, it's brilliant, logical, effective reasoning. If you are sane. Which may be a huge presupposition on my part, given that many liberals think Bush is to blame for 9-11. Shows how no matter what happened, the Democrats would never be happy. Read the whole thing, as the BlogFather would say. Then read it again. UPDATE: Though he wrote a book blaming the Bush administration, Richard Clarke publicly apologized for not doing enough to prevent the tragedy of 9-11. Interesting.

Posted by Moxie at 1:04 AM | Comments (42)

March 24, 2004

nam, pacifism and conscientious objectors

The Big Lebowski, a classic comedy that I can quote word-for-word, has a scene that somehow sums up many things.... DUDE Walter, you can't do that. These guys're like me, they're pacificists. Smokey was a conscientious objector. WALTER You know Dude, I myself dabbled a bit in pacifism at one point. Not in Nam, of course. DUDE And you know he's got emotional problems, man. WALTER You mean...beyond pacifism?

Posted by Moxie at 1:09 AM | Comments (16)

March 23, 2004

instant messaging with a liberal

Lib: Yuck, I'm doing taxes, friggin lot of money I paid this year. Mox: are you complaining about taxes? Lib: yeah Mox: that's what I thought Mox: who are you voting for in november? Lib: Kerry Mox: uh huh Lib: Bush lied, he's corrupt and I'd vote for anyone but Bush. Mox: How about Nader? Or alternatively you could write me in... Lib: Kerry. Mox: So it's not ANYONE but Bush? Lib: I'll consider writing you in, but only if you admit you are really a Democrat. Mox: Whatever. By the way, are you getting a tax refund? Lib: yes Mox: and complaining? Lib: yes Mox: and voting for higher taxes? Lib: enough. No liberals were harmed in the creation of this post.

Posted by Moxie at 5:20 PM | Comments (33)

March 22, 2004

lets look at the bright side

Though ostensibly it doesn't show, I've spent all day working on this entry. Literally. The goal was to stretch my mind and find something positive or at the very least not negative to write about Kerry et al. I got nothin' after much of the afternoon. By early evening I poured a glass of wine and expanded my scope to Liberals in general. Aside from one bullet point mentioning that my friends are the only cool Liberals I know -- mainly because they don't try to change me -- again there was not enough substance for an entry that might appeal to a broader audience. Then I decided to write something deep and meaningful. Maybe even personal. I had nothing deep and meaningful to write about. And I thought about talking about everything bad that has happened. Then decided against it. Glass of wine number two was poured at that point. So I thought I'd take a snapshot of my life and that's all I've got to offer right now. one of my favorite Liberals: the handsome Tony Pierce

Posted by Moxie at 7:30 PM | Comments (20)

March 20, 2004

Kerry -- exposing himself

The great thing about being a child is that you can convince yourself to believe anything you want to believe. Santa Claus, or the tooth fairy. Your teacher reprimanded you not because you were wrong but because she is mean. Boys have cooties. And of course anything even remotely bad that happens is NOT a result of your own actions. There is always a finger available to point and it's not directed at you. Not when you are a kid. This acceptance of actions delineates the boys from the men. Last summer President Bush fell off a Segway -- on a mode of transport in which it was allegedly impossible to do so. He didn't turn it on first to activate the gyroscopes, but he never blamed anyone. He also managed to leap to safety, landing on his feet. This is a fundamental difference between John FrankenKerry and George W. Bush. One takes his blunder in stride and the other points fingers, verbally disrespects someone who protects him all while displaying clear signs of schizophrenia. Some delusions of grandeur, others just lies. He's infallible, he's black, his wife Terry H. Kerry is black too, he's for it, oh no against it. He's for the poor despite being filthy rich. If he falls it's not HIS fault. The quote SOB who will take a bullet for him is to blame. Is this a man you would trust to watch your pets -- let alone run our country? Simply -- one candidate is a man -- the other a child.

Posted by Moxie at 12:08 AM | Comments (43)

March 19, 2004

No Loh, No Dough -- at the Hotel Figueroa

(l to r: Moxie, David Rensin and Sara Grace.) Last night, the Los Angeles Press Club had its monthly bash -- this time in well-deserved honor of Sandra Loh. Others have written better accounts than I will. Cathy Seipp one of our gracious hostesses, Luke Ford and Luke Y Thompson that I have seen. Mickey Kaus was there -- he said I looked great or radiant or something like that and admitted he and Tiffany had been speculating about my lack of dating horror stories. The platinum Kate Sullivan was there and despite having been recently ill, was spunky and sweet. I tried my best to convince Kitty Bukkake to attend, even called her from the venue. Here's the REAL scoop on the party. (paraphrased to the best of my ability) Moxie: Kitty, you should be here You will have fun! Kitty: Are you sure? Moxie: Oh my god, I am searching for my camera, some guy is walking around in nothing but his not-so-tighty whities. Kitty: Really? Damn, I should be there. Moxie's phone battery dies. Photo evidence below. Someone obviously took the free speech thing to another level. No Loh, no show. Please. Many thanks to MC Brown for opening his loft to a handful of drunkards, post-party.

Posted by Moxie at 8:47 PM | Comments (16)

only a foto or two

Posted by Moxie at 1:49 PM | Comments (9)

March 18, 2004

no fotos, no bullshit

I'm all for shutting someone down before they even open their fat lying piehole. So for instance someone like Ding-dong masticator Michael Moore (genus, species: homo cholesteroli-masticatus) Karl Rove, on the other hand, may indeed control the universe but he spits facts: "Rove complained that Democrats were criticizing Bush for failing to stem joblessness, when the unemployment rate is roughly the same as it was during President Clinton's 1996 run. Unemployment in February of this year was 5.6 percent; in February 1996, it was 5.5 percent" We feel this 5.6 hurt because so many of us spent tens of thousands of dollars to become educated ten years ago in an area where there will be no jobs locally. Categorically, this will be the case for the foreseeable future. This is why I struggle with free markets and trade restrictions. Neither really works. Think Steel and go visit some suburbs of Pittsburgh. Then go to Silicon Valley or San Francisco, hubs of the tech boom. In ten years, some other industry, there will be another ghost town. Then travel back to the present and be a highly educated tech guy/gal and be unable to afford a piece of equipment created and marketed to exactly your demographic. Injustice? Or what needs to happen to move to the next level economically? I can spend hundreds of thousands of dollars today to go to college and become an {insert field here} expert, or I can wait tables, teach our future generation to read, clean hotel rooms or deal blackjack in Vegas and make money NOW. For now, the latter options seem to be better. WHY? Cost of education, price of consumer goods, keeping your family from becoming welfare recipients. We have loads of unfilled jobs but they are jobs that we are all over educated to fill and will not be fulfilled by on a personal level. (teaching aside -- IF you can find solace and meaning in guiding 20-35 bratty kids at a time). Shouldn't this make the need for new social programs obsolete? One would think. I suspect this is a normal cycle. But Dems saying unemployment is running rampant is bullshit. Lies. Typical compound talk. And they still want to "help" the poor. It's out there, folks. They just have to fill out a job application.

Posted by Moxie at 3:59 AM | Comments (43)

March 17, 2004

the compound

Kevin from The Primary Main Objective asks a question that begs to be answered: Why is it that only religious wackos and rich Massachusetts liberals seem to live in compounds? It's so very tempting but I'm going to keep my yap shut... For once.

Posted by Moxie at 11:45 AM | Comments (4)

zooming in (and out)

One of the things I love about photography is that it provides an excuse to stop and focus on the things everyone else is passing by without even a second thought. From a distance this was a perfect rose. Up close -- flawed. Alternatively, I suppose something imperfect from a distance is beautiful up close. Just as it is with people, politics and policy .... Ever fall asleep upright on your computer desk chair? I just did. For an hour. I'm not smart enough to make these things up. But I can say I haven't slept much more than a few hours in more than a week... Perhaps it's a sign to let you complete my statement. I'm out for a few now

Posted by Moxie at 12:04 AM | Comments (12)

March 16, 2004

give them what they want

Thanks to one of my stalkers (as Joanie says, if you are going to stalk me, do it properly) I've found a new kickass browser -- Mozilla Firefox. Hit up the Ctrl-T and instead of opening endless windows, it creates tabs within the browser. It's fast and blocks pop ups, too. Blocking things can be advantageous. Especially when things like this emerge: "And by 57 percent to 33 percent, respondents said that Mr. Kerry says what people want to hear, rather than what he believes in" I'm all for giving people what they want but if your statements lack integrity, it's nothing more than a bunch of lies. And in this world, it's perceptions and not reality that count at the finish line.

Posted by Moxie at 12:37 AM | Comments (12)

March 15, 2004

Powell a Caretaker for Baby Kerry

Some may recall I helped out the economy a few weeks ago by hiring an “ass kicker.” In real terms she is my personal assistant. My Dad has called more than few times and asked if my British nanny was coming that day. His words. My agreement. A nanny? Yes, she is. British and a nanny. I’m 32 years old, she kicks my ass and makes me do things I have NO desire to do. And I love her for it. Powell asked FrankenKerry to name names. Good for Colin, but so far nothing. Someone has to be accountable for things said, even when you are the powerless boss of the Marxist press. Maybe this is a problem. Does John Kerry need a Nanny? I think so…we still have no idea of his platform. Job description follows: Ass kicker needed for John Kerry (winner of pinko primaries). Ideal candidate able to name names to press of foreign leaders who prefer a pussy to a man who stands his ground against terrorism (i.e.,leaders of North Korea, Syria and Iran). Best candidate can create political platforms from belly button lint or toe jamb. Applicant should be willing to wipe ass of clueless Presidential candidate who lacks any ideas. You should be able to justify how jobless folks who are temping thanks to slick willy should expect to hand over even more of their puny paycheck for crack mothers who haven’t earned a penny in over 14 years. Ignorance of basic economics encouraged – if you don’t understand that our current economy is the result if years’ past – you are our man. As long as you are black. Is anticipated that Terry Kerry might get tired of spending her X husband’s money on more recent hubby. So applicant should have trust fund. And be willing to spend on useless campaign. Deal breaker: anyone with memory of 9-11 or a conscience

Posted by Moxie at 2:32 AM | Comments (15)

March 13, 2004

blogcards

What do you think? Go order yours!

Posted by Moxie at 1:31 PM | Comments (11)

March 12, 2004

cowardly weasels

There's no good way to tell exactly what's causing my extreme desire to vomit; my life this past week, the horrific acts of terrorism in Spain or all the empty words without action coming from the cowardly weasels. An end must be put to this. As never before, it is vital to unite forces of the entire world community against terror. Russian President Vladimir Putin I think this comment needs a more accurate translation: "that really sucks, but we still aren't going to help fight this war."

Posted by Moxie at 3:56 PM | Comments (28)

March 11, 2004

so much better...it's like it's not there at all

Someone was patronizing me a few weeks back by saying, "Oh, I know how hard it is to be Moxie."

Then I get great news. My ISP is "upgrading the DSL line speed for free!"

Sounded good to me, except that no one told me I'd be sitting here pecking out an entry on an ancient laptop (Windows 95 with a barely functioning screen) because my wireless connection wouldn't work anymore.

Some of you may recall that the ethernet connection doesn't work exist on my "good" computer thanks to my cat Phoebe. The whole high quality operative laptop is basically held together with duct tape. Kinda like my car.

No one told me that when I called to ask "what the f is up with my internet connection" they would blame it on my wireless router. Which incidentially was working *just* fine until 12 AM last night, the exact time they began this "exciting improvement to my service."

"So you are saying my wireless router decided to break at exactly the same moment you "upgraded" my DSL? Even though it had been functioning perfectly for months?"

"Yes Ma'am. This isn't our fault."

I'll keep the choice words confined to the inanimate objects (and tech support) I've been shouting at all day, but keep in mind I'm channeling Dawn Olsen.

Really, all I was wishing and praying for was an entire day spent tinkering with firmware, settings, wasted hours and hours on technical-geek forums. To no avail.

There IS a god y'all.

I need a massage, some FoxNews and a very strong drink.

UPDATE: 30 dollar USB 2.0 ethernet adapter works very well. Also should have read this, from one of the million blogs I read today and closed window before I could note it.

Posted by Moxie at 7:02 PM | Comments (14)

March 10, 2004

pretenders

I was a teenager in NYC during the 1980's. Never could get behind the big hair thing and consequently I was ostracized for the lack of scaffolding in the flat and smooth mox locks. Now, John Kerry has the big hair, but it doesn't make him black. I'm glad people are starting to notice. "Hey, I'm going to be the first albino POTUS. I'm not *really* albino, I'm just really fair, if I haven't seen the sun for a few years." My Mother asked me why these candidates for President are all men of privilege and feel the need to feign "everyman" status -- why we can't have a "regular guy" running for President? I told her, "Mum -- aside from cost and notoriety, anyone who runs for President is a man who DOESN'T NEED THE JOB. His stomach is growling and it's not because he hasn't eaten a fillet mignon in the last few hours, it's because he's craving POWER." What's the biggest thing I can do? How can I be more important than god? I want to make everyman pay more (or less) taxes. I want to be Ronald Reagan. I want to be the next JFK. I want to bang young interns in the White House and soil their dress. George Bush is the closest we will get in our lifetime to an everyman in office. He doesn't pretend to be black. But he sure as hell knows how to pop a cap in the ass of any country who violates UN resolutions. Dubya's made it clear -- you fuck with my country or abuse your own people and I'll give you the smack down, Texas style. There is no pretending. No mind-reading necessary -- we'll take you down if you are out of line. That's why Kim Jong Il is hoping for a Kerry victory. It's a free pass to do whatever the f*ck he wants, while never having to face the consequences. How nice for Kim and Kerry.

Posted by Moxie at 12:01 AM | Comments (12)

March 9, 2004

mox, on the inside

If you are here for political commentary, skip this entry. Things that could suck even worse than my life: --> finding out the man you love more than you ever thought possible has a match.com profile. And has been active within 24 hours. --> having him take on a female roommate who "needs help" (even though you just lost your job and are terrified in general). --> he used to sleep with her, and tells you he might again in the future. --> You still love him passionately and madly. So much so that you cry when you think about him. --> He doesn't believe you. --> You talk to bill collectors and tell them to fuck off until Kerry is President and you have even less money in your pocket to pay them. And hope they vote accordingly. --> You don't believe in something but feel a nagging problem and the first person you tell hangs up on you. --> a guy who wants you just got someone else pregnant. --> the other guy who wants you hasn't had a job in over 10 years and lives underneath a freeway overpass. But he draws really neat stuff with his feces! --> The guy you love madly and have from the first moment you met tells you he's done and you are an awful woman for wanting to fulfill his every need. --> it's 91 degrees out and it's March. You want to fit your entire body into the freezer. Wedging your ass next to the ice maker proves difficult if not impossible. --> Other incredible men want you but you can't think about anyone other than the guy who wants you to walk over glass. --> You walk over glass barefoot and you didn't do it right. --> The glass shards weren't sharp enough. --> You didn't spend enough time in agony. --> Is still worth it. He is amazing. --> you are a crazy bitch. Okay, so there are just a few ways my life could be worse. And yours too. Feel better? Me neither.

Posted by Moxie at 3:55 AM | Comments (40)

March 8, 2004

just give me one reason

Show me a Liberal who prefers liberty to equality and I'll show you someone who's in serious denial of being a conservative. Listened to Dennis Prager this morning*. Seems the NYT is up in arms over the ONE college in the US that is grooming folks for political careers and *gasp* they happen to be on the right. The fear in the article is unmistakable. It's mentioned that they are evangelical Christians however a student from the College called Prager and said explicitly that there is surprising diversity of religious beliefs on campus. Figures the NYT would need to classify inaccurately. But back to this evil breeding ground...my gawd, an institution that bucks the trend and actually supports conservative causes? Prager noted just about every other University in the US is skewed to the left. What happened to equality? Liberals are supposed to like that. Oh, I suppose that equality just applies to making every living being dependent on the government, we don't call them pinkos for naught. The whole show reminded me of Clinton's first victory. Not being pro-Bush senior and downright nauseated by Slick Willy while a student at Cornell I sat quietly in the library on election night. I knew the results when they were official. The roar of the campus was deafening. Put my head down on the table and thought about moving abroad. It's heartening to know there is a place where students can get an advanced degree AND favor liberty over the Liberals version of "selective equality." * And welcome to Tony Snow's listeners -- I ended up listening to Prager after trying futilely to to see if I could pick up on the signal from a Palm Springs Station broadcasting the Tony Snow Show. If you are so inclined, let Los Angeles radio know we want Tony.

Posted by Moxie at 1:37 PM | Comments (11)

undercover conservative

Sometimes, I’m an undercover conservative. Not everyone I know is aware of where I stand politically and that’s by design.

My liberal friends were furious with the Martha Stewart verdict.

Why? She shits cash, Democrats are for the poor.

Logically, they should hate her. But they don’t. They only hate rich Republicans. They only hate successful corporations that deal with anything loosely associated with oil.

Bleeding heart liberal:
I’m outraged at the Right making an example out of poor Martha.

Moxie:
Yes, this is the work of the VRWC. This is Karl Rove controlling the Universe.

Enthusiastic nodding from the left.

Moxie:
I bet John Ashcroft called the judge's chambers from intensive care.

They nod again and pat me on the back, pour me another drink.

Moxie:
Which reminds me, when can I start paying more taxes? Really, having more money in my pocket to do with how I please is such a drag.

Bleeding heart liberal:
Kerry baby. Kerry.

Moxie:
How much of your income would you be willing to pay in taxes?

Bleeding heart liberal:
I don’t know.

Moxie:
How about 50%

Bleeding heart liberal:
{silence}

Moxie:
I’d like to give 75% of my salary. I’d want all of it to go to welfare. And to old people who never saved a dime when they were young. Bigger government! Fiscal irresponsibility!

Bleeding heart liberal:
I don’t know about that.

Moxie:
Come on, you are starting to sound like a conservative, Mr. Strawman.

Bleeding heart liberal:
Never!

Moxie:
Say something liberal or I’m leaving.

Bleeding heart liberal:
Kerry. Kerry. KERRY! Our future second black president.

It’s going to be a "spirited" campaign.

Posted by Moxie at 3:45 AM | Comments (20)

March 5, 2004

joblessness

One of the good things about being a conservative is that I generally act in a manner consistent with what I believe. There are stories on all the news sources about the slow job growth. For months I spoke of needing someone to kick my ass around the house. Since I was a child, trickle down economics made perfect sense. And so this past week one job was added in the ass kicking industry. The sheer volume of resumes, the content of the cover letters goes to prove things really aren't trickling down. Or up for that matter. Majority of responses were people with graduate degrees, unable to find work in their field for years. Programmers who lost their jobs to overseas outsourcing. Students who needed a second job. And quite a few who are currently employed and their salary (at big name companies) isn't covering their rent. Desperate pleas. Sob stories. It was heart wrenching not to be able to help all of them. All but one of them. One young lady asked me to "overlook" her resume and then give her a call. I wouldn't have overlooked it until I saw her anti Bush sentiment in the signature portion of her email. Leave your politics at home, folks. Otherwise it's no wonder you don't have work.

Posted by Moxie at 8:37 AM | Comments (14)

March 3, 2004

pump number 5

Got in my go cart this afternoon and drove out to Silverlake. Noticed I was driving on fumes when I conveniently approached a gas station. Had to sit and idle a while until a pump was free. I started digging in my handbag.... no wallet no money no gas in the car no triple A card or ID. I started to sweat. Because I always reset my odometer when I fill the tank I did some quick math. There was no way I would be able to make it home. I found 32 cents in my pocket. Twelve cents in the bottom of my hand bag. Dug around under the seats and in the trunk. Scraped together another 25 cents. So in I go and plop down my handful of pennies, nickles and dimes. "I'd like 69 cents worth of gas on pump 5" The guy behind me laughed as he looked out at the Porsche sitting by pump number 5. "Your taste in cars bigger than your wallet, eh?" "No, I left my wallet at home" "No sympathy from me lady" "Wasn't looking for any sympathy, some change maybe but thanks anyway." I walked away. Pumped what I thought would be exactly 69 cents worth of gas. Meter stopped at 67 cents. The guy at the register was of no use. And I'm not one to argue over 2 cents. Fortunately, that 67 cents worth of gas and a little luck got me home.

Posted by Moxie at 7:10 PM | Comments (18)

March 2, 2004

moxtopia

So yeah, it's super Tuesday..a big day for the pinko primaries. About as exciting as watching an ice cube melt. There are more important things on my mind, such as how to become a more effective anarchist. I don't want to pay taxes or have my wrist slapped for not confirming to established "norms." I don't want social services. Who cares a whit about our screwed up two party political system -- who wants government at all? On that note, Casa del Mox shall now be known only as Moxtopia. Eighteen hundred square feet where the individuals rule themselves. Out of the faucet run ice cold jack and diet cokes and on the broiler are an endless stream of steaks. There are no such things as mistakes or some big man upstairs telling me how to spend my money -- there is no money in Moxtopia. We can watch anything we want on teevee whenever we want on demand. FrankenKerry is nothing but a figment of my imagination. Everyone in Moxtopia beats the system, because there is no system to beat. Existence is still senseless and useless but we have a good time at it anyway. That world exists only in my warped little mind, which is where I already spend far too much time.

Posted by Moxie at 3:21 PM | Comments (23)