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November 29, 2006
Your turn
Okay, there seem to be a few liberals here (and they are very welcome, btw), but this question isn't solely for them.
I'm curious about what drives a man to get married.
Answers that don't count, "because I love her" for the simple reason that you can love her, live with her, have kids with her without a marriage license. Heck, she can even change her last name to yours without walking down the proverbial aisle.
You tell me, I'm honestly curious. After you answer, I'll tell you why I think men (especially liberal men) get married.
And as I prefer honesty, you can leave honest reasons anonymously.
Posted by Moxie at 6:41 PM | Comments (37)
November 28, 2006
swapping spit and values
Last night, I intended to write about The Bachelor: Rome, however I ended up in a semi-screed about the lack of single men with admirable and compatible values.
CG Hill over at Dustbury linked some excerpts, and Joel in the comments there said this:
Party apparently runs thicker than gender - you kind of wish she'd show some sympathy for the liberal women out there trying to find a man that has moved beyond the barefoot-and-pregnant model. I'll avoid the word "most" here as I know better.
Why would I show sympathy for liberal women who can only find men who want a wife and mother for his children? I'd want to change places with them immediately!
Does this actually happen?
I am shocked and delighted to learn about all the lonely lib/fem chicks who meet conservative guys. We should work out an exchange program, or a re-gifting site for incompatible boyfriends. Oh, if they could only find another libzilla, all would be right in the world! Well, I've got all your rare liberal men right here sugar and you can have them and keep them.
I'm almost 35, and I don' think I have ever heard a man say, "my wife must stay home and take care of the kids," mostly it's, "obviously, you'd want to go back to work days after giving birth. Right?"
Okay, they don't say that exactly, but the two person income is basically assumed. As long as we can put clothes on our children's backs, and send them to an expensive private school -- who the heck cares who raises the critters. Mommy, a nanny or daycare, it's all the same.
But I digress, what my post was really about was shared values -- because my unofficial Rabbi Aaron, as well as my folks have explained -- one of the best indicators for a long lasting marriage is having compatible values and goals.
Yes, for the record I know people who are conservative and married to liberals. For the most part, they seem quite happy.
But it's very interesting to see how some people have reacted, because traditionally, religious people have preferred to marry other people within their religion for exactly the same reasons. The types of people who broke the tradition (the damn hippies), have raised many of today's 30-something lefties. Ironically, these nouveau lefties are the same people who reject women like me, for NOT sharing their moral-less lifestyle.
Why is it so wrong to avoid a man who will tell little Moxie Jr. that it's okay to have random sex as long as she has abortions when she forgets to use protection? When obviously, I'd be telling her she should wait until she is well into adulthood and that abortion is murder.
Marriage seems tough enough, so why bother with someone whose beliefs run contrary to the things you'd like to teach your children?
Posted by Moxie at 10:34 PM | Comments (13)
November 27, 2006
nice girls finish last
Oh, I know all you men always say that nice guys finish last, and assuming you aren't a philandering free-range liberal, or homeless intellectual, it may be true. But the trite phrase can be applied to women, as well.
For some reason I got hooked into watching The Bachelor: Rome. It's been years since I followed one of these reality dating debacles and tonight was the finale.
This time Prince Lorenzo Borghese (our dashing Bachelor) navigated around the creepy girls and ended up with two great girls in the end. The odd thing was, the weasel-faced Lorenzo looked awkward kissing any of the women. While I would not be the type to speculate, maybe he prefers different women. Ones with more muscles, balls and mustaches.
That said, he did seem like a nice enough guy unlike some previous Bachelors, so I was saddened to see the beautiful, virginal and spunky Sadie lose out to sorority schoolteacher Jen who said, "I've fallen in love with you somewhere along the way".
How romantic. Isn't it important to recall that exact moment? Sadie could.
On the upside, Jen's dad is a proud gun owner and showed Lorenzo what would happen to someone who hurt his little girl.
These types of shows have become more fantasy teevee than reality for a number of reasons. Obviously, it's fun and risk-free to watch other people try to find their soul mate.
I'm not in the mood for transcribing my pontifications at this exact moment (and I'm sure it would bore you all to death), however the most outstanding reason is -- there is little reason for any man or woman to get married or date in this day and age.
Liberals and feminists have made it easy and acceptable for people NOT to get married. I could adopt or have a child on my own. I could marry a woman if I leaned that way. I can abort a child I decide I don't want, maybe soon after it has been born, after Nancy Pelosi takes over. Men can get the benefit of marriage from any drunk feminist at a bar.
Perhaps, if I spent days thinking about it, I could find one substantive reason to date men who no longer have a good reason to marry any woman on earth.
Most men in my age bracket are so superficial and selfish, the only reason for marriage and the prerequisite dating, is to preserve conservative values. And there aren't many men around who appreciate that, thanks to Bill Clinton, the nitwit who made it ok to cheat on the ole think-ankled ball and chain, and made it seem "uncool" to be moral (conservative). What a role model and army of followers -- Hollywood, Fat Albert Gore and oh, how about John Kerry who recently ranked last in a likability poll?
About a year ago, the last really special and promising guy I dated rejected me because I'm a Republican. He wasn't a typical liberal, he was British, living here on a work visa, brainwashed by John Stewart and CNN. And in about a month, I'll be one of the few, single, old chicks NOT looking for a date -- and instead seeking 7 more cats to complete my collection.
While I may feel awful that my incredible and worthy Parents won't ever have grandkids -- the fact that I won't have to deal with divorce, lawyers, deadbeat Dads and joint custody -- is a reason in and of itself to throw a $40,000 family celebration and wear an expensive designer dress.
Posted by Moxie at 11:23 PM | Comments (16)
November 25, 2006
jumping for joy
When I was a child and Aunt Helen and Uncle Pete would visit, I was forced to relinquish my bedroom to them. I was exiled to the dingy east wing guest room where I had a pull out couch, a black and white teevee and was forced to use a bathroom that was not attached to my room.
Being ever the precocious child, I asked why Aunt Helen and hubby couldn’t sleep in the so called “guest bedroom” -- it was clear to me that THEY were the guests, not me.
“Oh Moxie, Uncle Pete is ummm, a large man, he and Aunt Helen wouldn’t be comfortable on the pull out couch”
Indeed he was large. And had work to do.
Aunt Helen usually brought her kids as well as a few of my similarly aged Cleveland cousins along on the visits. We would stay up all night telling tall tales of wicked crushes on classmates and cruel teachers. Most importantly, we’d speculate on the strange sounds coming from my bedroom at night.
One particular night, when we were supposed to be asleep, we tip-toed down the hallway and the three of us pressed our curious ears to the door. It had already been a great night -- my cousin Stacy and I had just taught 3 year old Stephan to shout "tampon" after a grown up spoke. But there was more work to do.
We wondered why they had closed and locked the door -- what could be so secret or private? And those noises!
“What are they doing in there?” Stacy asked me.
We could clearly hear things like, “oh yeah, baby!!!” and "like that!" and the sound of my sweet little white eyelet covered bed making strange creaking noises.
“Sounds the way it did when we were all jumping on your bed earlier,” Stacy whispered.
In a moment of clarity, I had an epiphany and told them calmly, “yes, they are jumping for joy.”
The next morning we were all gathering in the kitchen for a huge pancake breakfast. Stacy and I walked up to Aunt Helen and Uncle Pete and informed them,
“We heard you jumping for joy last night. You guys are really happy aren’t you?”
"Of course we are happy to be visiting with our family," my Aunt said, bewildered.
“Tampon!”
(that was Stephan)
“how did you know we were jumping for joy?”
“We heard everything,” I exclaimed with wide eyes. And the topic was changed quickly.
A few weeks later my Mum sat me down and explained both what “jumping for joy” and "tampon" really meant.
I was shocked and dismayed. I liked it all so much better before. But I never again wondered why my Mum insisted on washing my sheets several times after they left.
After that little chat I made a concerted effort to assist our male and female Siamese cats in breeding, "jump for joy, then kiss" I'd tell them.
Posted by Moxie at 10:24 PM | Comments (11)
November 22, 2006
libzilla thanksgiving
God bless Fox News for calling a spade a spade:
emphasis added, of course!
You can easily make any recipe vegan (non meat, dairy or egg based food) for that one niece or nephew coming home from their first semester of liberal arts college, by using soy or rice cheese substitutes, unsweetened plain soy milk, non-dairy butter spreads and oils, and "fake" meats, all of which are found in most grocery stores.
Yes, your college kids who are being forced into liberal indoctrination proceedings, parading as expensive "higher education". Let's use soy meat to make sure the left feels comfortable!
Here at the Moxtopia compound, we are eating real turkey. But if I can't pry myself from Don Rumsfeld's arms before Thanksgiving, here is wishing you and yours a happy one.
But what can a right winger be thankful for? Many things!
This past mid-term election (just wait), for Democrapper Charlie Rangel wanting to reinstate the draft, for Nancyman Pelosi and her leather chaps, for Hillary's mustache and thick ankles, for Murtha's embarrassment, for Cindy Sheehan's menopause, for Joe Lieberman's victory, and last but not least our outstanding, brave, spectacular military.
I wish I could give every single one of them a hug. Understandably, they might not want a hug from me (some of them might *gasp* be gay and eventually outed by the tolerant left), but it's the thought that counts, right?
Posted by Moxie at 2:25 AM | Comments (9)
November 19, 2006
Borat withdrawal?
Has everyone but me checked out the pilot for The Papdits on CBS/innertube? It comes from Anthony Hines, a writer from Borat and Da Ali G Show.
This time it's a Kashmiri family traveling across America -- is it too similar to Borat and too soon? I'm not sure, after watching half of the pilot and pausing to blog it.
CBS rejected The Papdits, but rumor has it, if the innertube pilot is popular enough, it will end up in production.
You can watch it here online.
Posted by Moxie at 5:46 PM | Comments (4)
November 17, 2006
play time
I decided to play with merging black and white layers with color. Did a sloppy job, but liked it anyway. Hey, I have low expectations for myself. You can share in my mediocrity.
Original photo after the jump.
And for the Bentley man...
Posted by Moxie at 6:08 PM | Comments (7)
stand-up comedy
As someone who dabbled in stand-up comedy for many years, Roseanne Barr has always been one of my favorite comics. Say what you will about her personal life and problems (we all have problems), but her comedy was always sharp and brilliant.
To this day, I can fight fatigue and stay up all night watching re-runs of her show on Nick at Nite. In fact much of that show focuses on conservative values.
Obviously, I was disappointed with her turn to the darkside. Let's all remember, she was once NOT brainwashed by liberal media, in fact Roseanne once said,
But if you want to see the picture of insanity, you can skip Blonde and Bitchin' and just read her blog. Most of it makes no sense. As she was raised poor, you'd think someone of her stature would realize the liberals want to keep people poor, while the conservatives celebrate folks like Roseanne who have found a way to use her talents and make money.
I'm hoping all Roseanne's meditation sessions will help her realize that not all of her fans drink the liberal kool-aid.
What ever happened to celebrities who did only what they do best -- sleep with other famous people and entertain us?
Posted by Moxie at 4:00 PM | Comments (4)
November 16, 2006
fall light
Kind of depressing.
Posted by Moxie at 1:54 PM | Comments (5)
November 13, 2006
Last cat post, I promise
Last week the vet said I could come and pick up some meds for Bentley and given the traffic and my work schedule, I was unable to do so. As I've mentioned, I had some Prednisone around and after much research I began giving him 5 mg a day until he started eating. Then I reduced to 2.5 mg. He's doing great despite losing a pound and a half in a week.
Today was his follow-up. Which was supposed to be free...but instead cost me 35 bucks.
When I was frantic, several people pointed me to Meryl's blog, as her Gracie was going through much the same thing, but for a longer period of time. We exchanged some emails and Meryl warned me about vets who don't know their ass from their elbow.
Today I picked up the old medication and the new medication. The vet decided *I* was right and we're going to treat Bentley for IBD (Prednisone, same dose I've been giving him) and see how things go for the next month. He resisted but gave in when I suggested he flip through the file and see Bentley had a bout of something similar a few years back.
So back to vets and their mistakes -- the best part was taking home the old medication. Oral Metacam, which upon googling it, I discovered is TOXIC to cats and often causes kidney failure and death. I pay these people for what?
Metacam is for arthritis, Bentley doesn't have that, he stopped eating because as the X-ray showed, his bowels were full of air and inflamed.
God help me. I'm going to drive back tomorrow, return the poison they prescribed and get my money back. Thank god for the innerneck.
Posted by Moxie at 8:37 PM | Comments (9)
November 10, 2006
things are looking up
I finally got a few hours of sleep, however someone was hungry at 8 AM and jumped on my bed, purring in my face. This is a huge change from a cat who has done nothing but hide under the bed and growl all week.
When I asked Bentley if he wanted to eat, the answer was very clear.
Unfortunately, I've been a horrible scientist...I've introduced so many new remedies that I'm not entirely sure which one is working.
FYI for others who may land here via google, searching for their own answers -- he's had a 5mg dose of Prednisone each day, but that wasn't working so I began giving him the oil from one Omega 3 capsule. By cutting off the end, it was really easy to squeeze the contents into kitty's mouth. Omega 3's, btw are a good anti-inflammatory.
He still wasn't eating, and I was getting horribly worried. So last night I got some kitten replacement milk (KMR) and gave him about 15ml via an eye-dropper. About an hour later he was eating mouthfuls of catnip, which is the only thing he's had all week (aside from the Nutri-cal I've been force feeding him and a tiny amount of baby food when he first got sick).
He's not eating a lot, but every half hour or so I go find him, ask if he's hungry and he willingly eats a tiny bit of chicken baby food, or a few voluntary licks of Nutri-cal.
Obviously, I still don't know what is wrong with the little critter, other than the suspected Inflammatory Bowel Disease. But after not sleeping more than 3 hours all week, I feel like we're on the right path.
Stay tuned!
Posted by Moxie at 10:28 AM | Comments (18)
November 9, 2006
Nancyboy fans
Posted by Moxie at 12:45 AM | Comments (2)
Liberty Film Festival
From Front Page Magazine's interview with Jason Apuzzo, co-founder of The Liberty Film Festival:
A lot of conservatives don't seem to understand that film is a much more powerful and influential medium than talk radio, columns, blogging and cable news combined. Look at what happened, for example, after both "The Path to 9/11" and David Zucker's recent North Korea commercial came out - Madeleine Albright has completely disappeared from public life. Just two films, and Albright - who was the architect of so many foreign policy failures in the 1990's - can't even show her face in public anymore. No column or talk radio show was able to do this, but a few films were. But filmmaking is expensive, and conservatives should invest in new projects.
In case you live in or near Los Angeles, The Liberty Film Festival will be held November 10-12, more information is available on their fine website.
I'll be attending....will you?
Posted by Moxie at 12:08 AM | Comments (2)
November 8, 2006
evening eyecandy
Everything is better in Los Angeles, even the graffiti.
Wish I had more web storage, at 13 megapixels you can practically see molecules of paint.
Posted by Moxie at 11:15 PM | Comments (5)
Bentley update
Nothing has changed. He's not eating but is drinking what seems to be enough water. I have hardly slept because at night, I lie on the floor next to the B man, under whichever table or bed he decided is optimal.
A few moments ago, the vet called with the blood panel results and there is nothing abnormal.
Next step is putting him on an anti-inflammatory for a day (he's already on them, but don't tell my vet!) and if he's not eating tomorrow, an ultrasound.
That will be another 400 bucks, lucky me.
Yes, he is an animal but he's been with me almost every damn day for close to 14 years. He's given me more love and companionship than most humans. The furry man is the closest thing I will ever have to a child and oddly, not being able to fix his pain may be hardest on me. So here is 400 more dollars spent on Bentley, but I strongly suspect it's a better use than placed in the hands of a homeless intellectual crack ho who smells like government cheese.
I'll keep you posted....
Posted by Moxie at 10:47 AM | Comments (18)
pinko communism brings out the art
Now that we live in Amerika, I decided to express my inner oppressed artist through some photography.
Posted by Moxie at 8:20 AM | Comments (6)
good morning amerika
I for one, am not going to let Premier Nancyman Pelosi pee in my cheerios. If anyone pees in my cheerios, it's me. And for the record, I like to do that, daily.
Last night's results are actually brilliant, as thrilling as seeing through Nicole Ritchie's torso on a sunny day. Or watching Sean Penn take off in his ethanol and squirrel powered private jet!
We have now allowed the democrats 2 whole years to prove they have no ideas, aside from socialism, pacifism and mental retardation. I'm sorry if I have offended anyone who is mentally challenged and not a registered dem. Research shows that the conservative mentally challenged have 100 times as many viable ideas as your average-IQ'd Democrat!
But back to the future, I expected the GOP to lose back in 2004, and I'm much happier with this delayed loss. While I am not always right, I suspect by 2008, Amerika will turn back into America and this small loss will be our gain.
Posted by Moxie at 4:33 AM | Comments (17)
November 7, 2006
the winner of today's election?
Osama bin Ladin.
Great work Nancy. Nice job. I can't wait to live in the communist country you envision for us.
Soon we'll have our troops out of Iraq, mandatory abortions, high taxes and criminals will be able to run free and eat organic foods. I only hope my favorite hobby of clubbing baby seals will be spared. Not likely.
Those who voted for the pinko commie agenda, we'll be thanking you for years to come.
UPDATE: I forgot to mention the good news of Joe Lieberman's victory. I've always liked Joe, good to see him stick it to his former party. He will do good things as an Independent.
Also on the positive, Arizona approves English as the official language. What a relief!
I should also note I yelled "pinko commie" out the window at a cheering Democrapper neighbor when the House control was called.
Lastly, Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger will be baaack!!
Posted by Moxie at 8:18 PM | Comments (10)
November 6, 2006
my love is sick
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My oldest kitty, the love of my life is sick.
A week ago Puff Tatty had a breathing problem (and still does), so I can only assume when the Democrappers win tomorrow Phoebe will also get sick, cost me another small fortune and force me to turn left and indulge in entitlements.
I took 13-year-old Bentley to the vet this afternoon, spent well over 2 hours and 600 bucks. At least I have some answers, right? Wrong.
We left without any medications or answers for his pain. Our veterinarian thought he looks good for a senior feline, except that he is sick and these animal doctors can't figure out why! In three days we'll have results back from blood work. Maybe then.
It makes me glad I didn't waste my early twenties studying to become a Veterinarian. For those who are new here -- I was pre-med and that was my plan B after I decided I didn't want to be a people doctor. Eventually I decided not to put myself in debt for graduate degrees and just do what I could.
The more I spend 600 bucks a pop at the vets, the clearer it is that our vets are practicing nothing more than voodoo science.
Unless your cat or dog needs something like Frontline, de-worming or some sort of surgery -- these people who studied like jackasses don't know jack.
They suggest 600 dollars worth of tests and then send you away without any answers. If the evolutionists are right and we are all evolved from more primitive animals, these human doctors better be ashamed that many simple pet health issues are never answered.
More intelligent my ass.
Here's some of what happened during the two hours I spent in the waiting area; woman comes in with cat with cough. She spent 480 bucks on an X-ray, bloodwork and some antibiotics since they couldn't figure out if the cat had bronchitis.
Bronchitis!
Another man came in with his dog, he was acting oddly, he figured he must be sick. I didn't gather the details but I heard his bill, 520 dollars. And the Doctor wouldn't even come out to talk to him, the receptionist said, "just keep him still." Not sure if they meant the dog or the owner.
All that aside, I've been crying all day -- because my normally sweet Bentley growls when I talk to him from across the room -- and no amount of money has provided relief.
He hasn't eaten in two days. This fact didn't alarm the vet who suggested he might have gas based on some air in his bowels on the X-ray. Tonight I opened a jar of baby food -- and slid on my belly, over berber carpet, under the bed to reach him. Rinse and repeat with a bowl of fresh water.
He growled at the jar of baby food, but ate a dozen licks WHILE growling. Then did the dog with gooey peanut butter chops-licking-thing and continued to growl. Fortunately the odd sounds made me chuckle.
While I will never be ready to lose Bentley, right now is a particularly bad time.
At least when I was a student at Cornell, and Bentley was a baby kitty -- we had Veterinary students to rely on, and they did a hell of a lot better than these hacks here in Los Angeles. And it didn't cost me 600 bucks to learn less than I knew before.
Posted by Moxie at 10:44 PM | Comments (20)
Rove's evil twin
I was at an event last week, not wearing my glasses when I asked Kate Coe, "Who is that guy across the room, the one that looks like Karl Rove?"
Turns out, it was none other than lefty Kevin Roderick of LAObserved.com.
To prove I am NOT completely blind, I offer evidence in the extended entry...
Posted by Moxie at 12:16 PM | Comments (2)
Must see TV
I'm sad, mostly because the best entertainment on TV (or YouTube, as life would have it) is about to come to a close.
It's not the Borat trailers, nor the fall programming on a major network; rather, I'm referring to the raucously funny campaign ads this season.
I'm hoping for the best, but expect that every Democratic vote will make baby Jesus cry. Our country will still have a great President, but he'll be joined by an army of douchebags ruling the House and Senate.
If that happens, I will stop working and rely on social services as that is really what the Democrats want us to do. Hopefully the rest of you will continue working, so I can eat and keep a roof over my head.
But before I forget, the point of this quick post was to award the Moxie Film Festival awards to the best pro-conservative political ads of this mid-term election.
Winner:
Inadvertent Kerry
Second Place:
Zucker's Taxman ad
Honorable Mention:
The anti-Harold Ford Jr. ad.
What were your favorites? Did I miss a real gem?
And the left thinks conservatives don't have a sense of humor!
UPDATE:
I forgot all about this prize!
God should have created Anna and Eve....
Posted by Moxie at 12:57 AM | Comments (8)
