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June 30, 2006
godspeed to our Acidman
Been so tied up with a million things medical, dental and family. In a few days I'd like to take some quiet time to write about how special Rob Smith was to me, for reasons probably no one but Rob would understand or appreciate. So why post it for people to gawk at?
It's still hard to understand that the wild, outspoken southern gentleman is gone. As a fellow atheist, I assume there is nothing but peace and rest once a heart stops beating.
We miss you Rob.
Posted by Moxie at 8:44 AM
June 24, 2006
Moxvox #5
Now with 90% MORE Tony Pierce!
Tony was my podcasting partner in crime and we talk about all sorts of stuff that defies description.
Posted by Moxie at 5:11 AM | Comments (11)
June 20, 2006
ramblings
Last week started off very poorly indeed but thanks to a Rovian mandate, it was followed by a great weekend.
Early in the week, I woke up in massive pain. I walked into my bathroom, looked in the mirror and saw a Kennedy. My face was THAT bloated and swollen. Felt like a concrete barrier was embedded in my jaw. I must have been asleep and on Ambien, because I have no recollection of the incident.
So, a very kind dentist took care of the problem pronto. I love going to the dentist. It's great fun! Who doesn't enjoy having a stranger's hand jammed in their mouth? And I always like to store sharp metal objects in there -- so being poked and scraped with them is a walk in the park.
A thousand plus bucks later -- I spent a few more days like a Kennedy. Doped up on prescription drugs while my oral surgery wounds healed. Yes, I could have made a Clinton/oral joke there -- but I'm tired. And personally, I'm bored of Clinton's predictable everyday life with young women.
Saturday afternoon, Cathy Seipp threw a dual purpose bash in her lush Silverlake backyard. The stunningly intelligent and gorgous Maia will graduate high school a year early. AND Cathy has battled her cancer and was there to see it. Fortunately, some of Cathy's doctors underestimated her resolve.
I met Cathy some years ago, post-diagnosis. After I figured out she didn't hate me -- Cathy quickly became an important friend and influence in my life. I also adore and admire Maia, how could you not?! So it was great to be a part of the celebration. Finally got to meet Maia's Dad, Jerry and Cathy's father (who is quite delightful), best of all I got to hang out with Linda the dog again, who somehow decided to poop on the game of Life. All week, until Cathy's party, I had shared her sentiment.
Even Arianna the queen of social events would have been green with envy over Maia's graduation bash. I believe she was invited, but probably had to monitor the help. Rumor has it that the shenanigans at the HuffPo office frequently get out of hand. It's been reported that the glorious Greg Gutfeld tries to pull off Deepak's toupee (it's not a toupee) and puts rusty tacks on Harry Shearer's office chair.
There were caterers, valets, big media figures, small media figures, bloggers and lots of family.
Some party-goers include: Matt Welch and wife Emmanuelle Richard, Andrew Breitbart & family, Lionel Chetwynd, Mickey Kaus, Donna Barstow, Roman Genn, Scott Kaufer, Joseph Mailander, Christian Johnson and lovely wife Jodi, Leah Lipschultz, Kate Coe and husband, rainbow maned Luke Thompson, Rob Long and oh yeah, the enviably thin Ann Coulter.
Cathy later told me Maia assumed rumor of the last guest was a joke, but "Uncle Mickey" arrived with the New York Times bestselling author on his arm.
I've met Ann briefly a few times before, but this time around got to chat with her quite a bit, especially about our alma mater Cornell. Kate Coe mentions in Cathy's comments, "And Ann Coulter, I was charmed to learn, is genuinely nice. Not in a 'I'm a celebrity, but I'm pretending to be just like you' [way]... but in a real-girl at a summer party way."
So, a few days later I'm still swollen from the meds and dental work. Sadly there are more dental visits (i.e., large man-hands and sharp objects in my mouth) in my immediate future but the pain is gone. And I have great memories of an afternoon with old friends and new friends in Cathy's backyard.
My darling Tony has a post on LAist about the party.
Posted by Moxie at 3:26 AM | Comments (14)
June 19, 2006
better late than never
I was just instant messaging with someone in the military, but not the US military. That's all I'm saying. Period. Don't ask because I won't tell.
He's in Iraq at the moment, and I asked him about Hadji Girl. He said, I heard there is quite a stir about it over in the States.
I agreed and asked what he thought.
"Silly song"
Sounds like the voice of reason to me.
Posted by Moxie at 3:36 AM | Comments (9)
June 14, 2006
recycling babies
God I love this:
John Hawkins: In your book, you explain that a number of medical breakthroughs have been achieved with adult stem cells while "embryonic stem cell researchers have produced nothing. They have treated nothing." Since that's the case, why do you think there's such a big push for government funding of embryonic stem cells when they look to be so obviously inferior to adult stem cells?Ann Coulter: There are lots of leftovers when you abort 1.5 million babies a year. This is the next logical extension of the obsessive recycling mentality. "Hey, don't just throw away that baby you just aborted. Don't you know how full our landfills are getting? Let's see if there's some parts of it we can re-use for other things, like...I don't know...stem cells?"
Ann's got a way with words.
And it's true liberals are more worried about landfill space than about human life. Recycling of aborted baby parts is NOT far fetched. In fact, I have seen first hand that discarded parts from living babies are re-used in science every day, probably even today.
When I worked in biotech, I ran a three month study on the cellular effects of various vitamin A derivatives (retinoids). We didn't use animals, that would be cruel to the poor little critters! Instead we grew dime sized human skin samples in petri dishes, started from what else? Foreskin cells from circumcision! The pro-abortion environmentalists would have been proud. That foreskin would take up valuable space in a landfill.
(note to self to elaborate on this at some point)
And as for the "what about rape!" abortion position -- here is the story of two women, one who correctly believed "it wasn't the child's fault that she was conceived in such a callous way".
Posted by Moxie at 12:40 AM | Comments (14)
June 12, 2006
Gambling on the YearlyKos Fashion show
Watch out Paris, Milan and Washington DC! Vegas has you scooped on liberal summer fashions. And what a scene it was. I'm still unsure how to describe the dirty t-shirts and hairy legs on manly women. The English language, while sophisticated is not evolving fast enough to cope, thanks to liberal English professors at Universities and Katie Couric's 10 word gummy vocabulary.
Regardless, I am here to report on what not to wear.
Well what NOT to wear if you are afraid of being associated with one or more of the following; body odor, John Kerry, double chins, useless entitlements, Howard Dean, tree humping, abortion enthusiasm, anti-americanism and public disgrace.
If you'd like to be a domestic terrorist, here's your "to wear" list for the summer months:
--> Black socks stretched dangerously towards the knees WITH free range cotton khaki shorts are in. Good taste is OUT. In quiet support of Hillary Clinton, pasty, thick hairy ankles are ALSO very stylish on the liberal runaway. Contrary to popular belief, 50 inch ankles do NOT contribute to global warming. In fact, a small village in Indonesia can be powered with ankle heat alone.
--> Metallic fabrics always seem to have an important place on the progressive runway. And this fashion show was no different. Whether it's global warming, a sobbing millionaire widow in the spotlight or one of Arianna Huffington's teeth -- shiny things distract the mentally disabled and draws them to vote (and vote again) at poll time.
-->80's perms, macs, big hair, rolls of back fat and manly haircuts on women are also VERY, very in, again if you idolize socialism. It's a classic revival of all the looks and thoughts that NEVER really fit into America. Thank god we have liberals to remind us of all the things we resent.
I'd continue, but I don't want to engage in excess commentary. I'm off to roll around naked in my Halliburton stock certificates. And then get to work. Unlike THOSE people.
Posted by Moxie at 12:37 AM | Comments (10)
June 9, 2006
slap me please
Tony pointed out in the comments to an older post that liberals were all upset about al Zarqawi's safe house being bombed. Because you see, besides the fact that Bush "made him up" to boost his polls -- there was also a child in the house, who died.
And if there is one thing a liberal can NOT tolerate, it's a child being murdered!
(snort)
He's right, I checked. Liberals ARE upset about the death of a child for a change. And no, I'm not linking those wankers.
Generally, you can find liberal women dancing wildly in drum circles, their armpit hair waving in the wind -- celebrating the murder of babies. About 1.5 million a year here in America at last count.
They call their parties abortion rallies. And from what I hear it's pretty easy to get laid at one of them, if you are wearing a Che t-shirt and think bathing is a monthly activity. No chance of offspring! Leave your condoms at home! No one but a delusional feminist will be calling you Daddy!
Anyway, it's very charming of them to care about the life of a child for a change. It's like the John Kerry policy on everything -- I voted for killing babies before I voted against it.
Or maybe it's only okay when we kill American babies, since they hate America so much, it's probably a top secret extermination plan.
Posted by Moxie at 7:51 AM | Comments (11)
dirty money
Someone handed me some change yesterday at a store. Sure, happens every damn day, so why am I writing about it?
Because about a half hour later I started to smell chocolate. I HATE chocolate. And to be perfectly frank, cat shit smells a lot like chocolate to me so I avoid both at great costs.
Eventually, I pulled out a wad of cash from my back pocket -- only to discover that it was smeared in chocolate. After nearly puking, I realized I have a problem on my hands.
How do I get rid of this tainted dirty cash?
If I were a motivated person I could go to the bank and exchange it, after waiting in line for an hour. But I am not that motivated person.
If I pass it off to a store clerk, they are going to think of me forever as the chick who uses bills covered in foul smelling brown stuff.
Decisions, decisions. Your input is always welcome.
Posted by Moxie at 5:20 AM | Comments (15)
June 8, 2006
Ignore this
Instead go listen to my exhausted, words pulled out of my backside podcast, linked below.
I fell asleep, then jolted myself awake because I was dreaming about the unusually large lower-lipped Apprentice winner, Sean Yazbeck. This is disturbing, even to me, who rooted for him.
Now I am by the computer, seeing lovingly crafted headlines like, Bush: U.S. forces 'delivered justice' -- this gift offered up on the pinko CNN.com website.
Why is "delivered justice" in quotes like that? I'm just an ordinary girl, not terribly bright...but that punctuation makes me think what our fine POTUS is saying is questionable.
As if, "that is what HE thinks, but the rest of us don't agree."
God help me, I wish never to click on another MSM news source but FOXNEWS.COM for the rest of my life. Please give me the strength to delete these other links from my bookmarks and ignore the liberals who choose to make shit up.
Al-Zarqawi, he's an al-qaeda head gangsta. These people are like cockroaches. BIG encourager of the local Iraqi terrorists and hard to catch.
And I'm sorry if I didn't spell any of that right. I don't care. They are terrorists. They don't deserve the time it would take to look it up and spellcheck. And I'm not giving aq uppercase letters either, in case you were issued an official badge from the grammar and punctuation nazis.
A big, gaping, moldy asshole died thanks to our wonderful military.
And I am now going back to bed, and trying to think of our troops and our allies who are out there making a nation. Sending them all my invisible hugs and kisses. I hope it makes Al Franken crap his Depends. Twice. Maybe there really is a god.
Oh yeah, go listen to my podcast, you weirdos.
Posted by Moxie at 5:17 AM | Comments (9)
moxvox #4
At this rate, I will never catch up to Ann Althouse!
But hey, I speak -- you listen.
Lemme know if it doesn't work.
Posted by Moxie at 2:49 AM | Comments (6)
