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Liveblogging the RNC/Considering Gouging My Eyes Out cont’d

8:55 PM: Some dude is talking about something. Ed makes the good point that lots of these people are probably drunk. So keep that in mind when the rounds of applause do or do not materialize. They aren’t coming for this guy, because no one knows who he is.

8:57 PM: UN-IN-SPIR-ING. This is like the Stones deliberately making their openers sound shitty so that they sound that much better by comparison. The Republicans must REEEEALLY know Romney’s not going to inspire.

8:58 PM: Attack ad on Obama. How many minutes will it last? Okay one and a half or so. Now it’s time for the founder of Staples to speak! Ohmigod, the founder of Staples! This is Must See TeeVee, people!

9:01 PM: Solyndra!

9:02 PM: The nerve of the President to demonize Bain Capital! The nerve!

cont’d: Mitt Romney created jobs?

9:02-9:11 PM: Okay, so Staples guy said “They just don’t get it!” over and over again (re: Preznit Obamma and co., natch), there was a stupid video about how Bain Capital saved some steel company. Then some “small business owner” (Cuban emigre from Florida — strategic!), and then there was another video about Romney saving the Olympics and really being a good guy. Now here’s Kerry Murphy Healey, former Lt. Governor of Massachusetts. She’s saying stuff. It’s actually 9:14 now.

9:14 PM: I don’t know if I can watch this anymore.

9:15 PM: Mitt Romney was a really great governor in Massachusetts. Once more, in keeping with the theme of discussing his record as governor for this Republican National Convention, his healthcare overhaul is not mentioned.

9:17 PM: When someone died in a tunnel accident, Mitt Romney went in there with his Super Sperm and fixed that motherfucker right up! And that’s what he’s gonna do when he’s in the White House! This is rather awkward for me! I feel slightly uncomfortable up here!

9:19 PM: America, I know you’re skeptical, and I know you have good reason to be because Mitt Romney is as slippery as a pork chop, but Mitt Romney is a hell of a guy. Okay? Okay, I’m done here. Thanks.

[Promo ad about his record as governor of Massachusetts. I eagerly await the part about his revolutionary healthcare plan!]

9:21 PM: This is the night Mitt Romney’s campaign decided to run on his record as a sleazeball at Bain Capital and a governor whose most notable achievement during his tenure was a healthcare overhaul, an overhaul modeled on the national level by President Obama and which Romney is now directly running against. Crazy like a fox!

9:25 PM: Holy fuck, this is so boring. So, so boring.

9:27 PM: Taylor Hicks is singing a song. The Republicans are tapping into the American psyche SO HARD RIGHT NOW! Yes!

9:28 PM: Hey, there’s a sign for Guam. Pop quiz, hot shot: Which ocean is Guam in? No cheating!

9:29 PM: Sweet bridge, Taylor Hicks’s band. Oh shit, now we’re gettin’ down. Harmonica solo! White people trying to keep rhythm in the crowd with their hand claps! This is so… I don’t know. White?

9:31 PM: What the fuck is this? Kim Rhode? She shoots skeet at the Olympics and wins gold medals for America?

9:33 PM: There are now some white Olympians being brought out onstage. Holy shit, Scott Hamilton is a fucking Republican? I thought he was gay?

9:35 PM: U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

9:36 PM: Sports is like politics, and I needed to get back on target, and now we need Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan to take aim and fix the country and achieve dreams just like we did at the Olympics. Or something. Okay, bye!

U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

9:37 PM: Another asshole to talk about the Olympics. All the Olympians are still up there. Jesus Christ, they are really milking the shit out of this one, aren’t they?

U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

brb…

9:46 PM: Musical Interlude Featuring Black Guy with Black Women’s Chorus: The Romney campaign has evidently decided that polling at 0% among the African-American population is Not So Good For The Public Image. This is their solution. Canny.

9:50 PM: Nothing better than a song that ends, “Americaaaahh!” Nothing.

9:51 PM: Weird cover by some sad white person wedding band of Get Ready by The Temptations. Really weird.

[Another promo ad about the Olympics. This is beating a dead horse into a patty, rolling it back up into a ball, fashioning that ball into the shape of a horse, and then beating it again. And now Ann's MS diagnosis. Whoa, buddy, your wife trusts you? You're so unique! You can't explain love? You're just like me! Love is so magical, isn't it? Our family is really nice. One of our sons is named Tagg! Etc, etc.]

10:03 PM: Clint Eastwood? Clint Eastwood. Enough said.

10:05 PM: “Oprah was crying.” Laugh line. Silly black people crying, like black people have any reason to feel happy about a black President. Hahaha. Hehe.

10:06 PM: Is Clint Eastwood drunk?

10:07 PM: In which Clint Eastwood suggests that trying people for their crimes is unAmerican and receives applause from the crowd.

10:08 PM: In which Clint Eastwood suggests that it’s Barack Obama’s fault that America was involved in two land wars when he took office.

10:09 PM: In which Clint Eastwood suggests that Joe Biden is unqualified to be Vice President, forgetting his own party’s nominee for the position the last time around, never mind this time.

10:11 PM: In which Clint Eastwood suggests that driving in an armored motorcade is unreasonable for a black President to do if he is to be a true environmentalist, receives laughs.

10:12 PM: In which Clint Eastwood tells us we’re the best.

U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

10:14 PM: In which Clint Eastwood is prompted by a plant in the audience to end his speech with “Go ahead, make my day,” and does so. Such spontaneity!

10:15 PM: Marco Rubio brought in to shore up the Cuban vote in Florida — not doing so well with the old folks and the coupons and the Paul Ryan “Medicare,” eh, Republicans?

10:18 PM: Fucking blah blah blah, government’s never done anything, that’s why I’m a politician telling you to vote for another politician to serve in the government, because logic and reason, and also Obama is a bad president, not like Mitt Romney.

10:20 PM: New regulations don’t move us forward! They move us backward! They failed us every time! Don’t you remember all that failing that happened before we deregulated the financial industry? DON’T YOU?!

10:22 PM: Freedom, lies about basic 9th grade American history, Almighty God, etc.

10:25 PM: “Your savings and investments are wiped out and your house is worth less than your mortgage. You know whose fault that is? It’s Obama’s! Hahahaha, I can’t believe I can actually get away with saying that to you idiots, hahahaha!”

10:27 PM: Bootstraps!

10:30 PM: Please stop now. I just want to see Mitt Romney crash and burn.

10:33 PM: Romney shakes hands, looks incredibly awkward. Yes.

10:34 PM: Shakin hands and lookin awkward! Continues! Romney’s wife looks worried, Paul Ryan & co. look like they’re tired of clapping. Lots of “Thank yous,” and then an “Ow, ow, ow, don’t touch me!” That was weird. Okay, he’s taking to the stage, time to get down to business.

10:35 PM: TELEPROMPTERS!!!!!!!!

10:37 PM: Paul Ryan’s pretty great, amirite? God, I hope I’m right. iPod joke!

10:39 PM: Freedom. Freedom. Freedom! Paul Ryan’s wife looks exceptionally bored.

10:40 PM: Obligatory Castro reference: Dropped.

10:42 PM: U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

10:42 PM: When you lost the job that paid well and had benefits, you took two jobs with no benefits, because you’re American, and that’s good! You work hard! But that’s not right, because you pay a lot for gas! WTF Obama?

10:46 PM: Detroit, what what!

10:50 PM: I am Mitt Romney and I am re-hashing everything that everyone else has already said about me, because I have absolutely no personality myself to display and this is just how we’ve decided to do things for this convention, okay?

10:52 PM: “Gotta love the Moms out there! Love ya! Ladies, vote for me! I don’t hate your ladyparts that much.”

10:54 PM: Mitt Romney asks if I feel as hopey changey today as I did on Election Day about Barack Obama? Honest answer: compared to you, I feel like he is the second coming of Christ.

10:56 PM: You know when you go to the mall and you see Staples and Sports Authority? I MADE THOSE COMPANIES HAPPEN, BOO YEAH!

10:59 PM: Dear Mitt Romney, you forgot to mention George W. Bush when you were discussing the recent Presidents who couldn’t tell the American people that their lives were better “now” than they were when they took office. I just thought you should know.

11:01 PM: Gasoline prices have doubled since Obama took office? Could’ve fooled me.

11:02 PM: The crowd boos China. Boos cutting the military-industrial complex. Boos RomneyObamacare.

11:03 PM: Romney has a plan to create 12 million new jobs. We’re going to do the Census every year, motherfuckers!

11:04 PM: Five point plan: 1) Energy Independence! 2) Every student gets a chance! 3) No more cheating in trade! 4) Cut the deficit and put America on track to a balanced budget without harming job creators! 5) Reduce taxes on businesses and repealing Obamacare!

= 12 million jobs!!!

11:06 PM: I won’t raise taxes on the middle class in America; I’ll simply destroy it. Oh, and I won’t let fags get married or babies get aborted.

11:07 PM: Apparently we won the war in Iraq and Afghanistan. Funny, that.

U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

11:09 PM: Look, I know Obama killed Osama bin Laden and all, but have you thought about how scary Iran is? ANYONE GAME FOR ANOTHER WAR?

11:11 PM: Call and response time. Fucking kill me now.

11:14 PM: It’s over. Thank God. It is finally, finally over. Time to wave awkwardly and wait for Paul Ryan to — here he is! And here are some balloons! And some wives! More balloons for the ladies! Confetti! Children of Super Sperm! White children and families! American families!

If you’ve gotten this far, you’re crazy, so I’ll reward you with this: “Fear of a Black President” by Ta-Nehisi Coates. Go read it and learn something about the country or something. It’s kind of a slap in the face to the closing of the RNC with “America the Beautiful,” that much I’ll say. Oh, and it has the benefit of being itself beautiful.

Obama 2012, baby.

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Notes on Not Having the Internet

She was French, and I have a thing for a French accent. She said, “Excuse me,” and I didn’t hear because I was working, drinking cranberry juice and soda, trying to accomplish 15 things at once for my move, my job, my people.

“Ex-kuse me, please,” she said again.

“Oh sorry,” I replied, sliding my chair at the bar over, going through my work inbox, analyzing spreadsheets, downloading “shit that might be important” and discarding that which obviously wouldn’t be. I didn’t care that some perfectly beautiful French woman had sat down next to me, because I had more important things to do. Then she said:

“Ex-kuse me, what are tease ‘de-vile-d eggs’?” At which point I basically told her, “They’re the bee’s knees, go for it,” and she did. I asked her to watch my computer while I went out for a cigarette. She promised that she would. When I came back it was still there.

I asked her if she’d enjoyed the deviled eggs. She told me she had. Her friends arrived and she left the bar. I wished her a good night, a bonsoir. She did the same.

I never got her name. It doesn’t matter. I wouldn’t have remembered anyway.

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QOTD

“If you don’t know who is posting anonymous nonsense on the Internet, you don’t even know exactly whose children to set fire to.”

Sauce.

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Ways in which New York City has failed me today

In response to my appeal of a parking ticket acquired one month ago.

The respondent has been charged with violating Traffic Rule 4-08(f)(7) by stopping, standing or parking a vehicle in a manner which obstructs a curb area which has been cut down, lowered or otherwise constructed or altered to provide access for persons with disabilities. As of 1/31/12, fine mitigation is no longer available simply by request of the respondent. Also, claim that respondent thought parking was legal fails to provide a valid basis for dismissal. Therefore, inasmuch as no persuasive evidence has beeva [SIC] submitted to warrant dismissal of the summons, the violation is sustained and the full fine is imposed.

Clearly, I am going to appeal this decision as well, based on its staggering incoherence indicated by the all-caps, bolded “SIC” above. I should also note that my appeal contained a photograph of a vehicle parked in the spot I was allegedly “illegally” parked in taken the very next night, sans ticket. This evidence was disregarded by the unfeeling pencil-pushers in the NYC Department of Finance, no doubt because they are Yankees fans and I am from Massachusetts — which, SYSTEMATIC DISCRIMINATION MUCH, NYC?!?!?

Thought so. This isn’t over, New York. Not by a long shot.

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Books I Have Acquired

In the past year, not including the 30 or so I just gave back to my nonprofit organization, I have acquired 153 books at no cost, of which I’ve read approximately ten. Just thought you should know.

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I’m poor. Please don’t ask me for money.

Every once in a while I get a mailing from my alma mater asking me to give them money. Do you know what I do with these? I Throw Them. Right The Fuck. Away.

And every once in a while, too, I see you posting on Facebook asking me to donate money to your Kickstarter campaign so your band can go on tour or you can make a “film” about all the meaningful experiences you have. To which I can only reply: What Ed Said.

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Interesting Deaths

I’m reading a book called “The Book of Dead Philosophers,” which, as the name suggests, describes the deaths of philosophers. I’m not going to go into any more detail than that, other than to cop to the fact that I am a nerd, but I would like to highlight the demise of Chrysippus, if you would be so kind:

There are two stories of his death, both involving alcohol. In the first, he took a draught of sweet wine unmixed with water, was seized with dizziness and died five days later. But the second is even better: after an ass (presumably not his old teacher, Cleanthes) had eaten his figs he cried out to an old woman, “Now give the ass a drink of pure wine to wash down the figs.” Thereupon, he laughed so heartily that he died.

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What happens when you let white people come up with a style of dance…

Don’t ask me what possessed me to Google “leiderhosen dance,” ’cause I really don’t know.

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Found Art of the Day

A brief from the AP, cut out of the Boston Globe and used as a bookmark:

RIO DE JANEIRO — After 3,272 milrd of exhaustion, sunburn, delirium, and piranhas, a 52-year-old Slovenian completed a swim down the Amazon River yesterday that could set a new world record for distance — one he has broken three times already. After nine weeks, Martin Strel arrived near Belem, the capital of the jungle state of Para, ending a swim almost as long as the drive from Miami to Seattle. Strel averaged about 50 miles a day since beginning his odyssey at the source of the world’s second longest river in Peru on Feb. 1.

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Easter Notes

So yesterday Jesus came back from the dead (yay!) and I got sick from something (not booze, I’m not a lightweight, you know) and spent most of the evening puking. Then I slept for two hours and woke up at midnight and couldn’t fall back asleep, so I read the rest of some Anthony Bourdain book until it was time to go to work — by which time the vomiting and runs had subsided (Easter miracle). And then I went to work and managed a team of Human Resources volunteers from a large national defense contractor as they put books in my makeshift bookstore all afternoon, all of whom were exceedingly nice, and all of whom were women. Well, no. There was the big chief HR guy, who was smug, and who dropped the stinkiest shit I’ve ever smelled in our first floor bathroom and proceeded to LEAVE THE GODDAMN DOOR OPEN AFTERWARD, which made the whole first floor smell of feces. Thanks, chief. Thanks a lot.

The HR people stumbled across books they’d read in HR School and said things like, “Oh gee, I’ve read this one before, Ha ha ha, whoa, hee hee.” And I didn’t care because my mind is totally zapped and if I went into a coma right now, it wouldn’t be too soon.

But hey, I’m not shitting bile and dry heaving anymore, so I’ll call it a small victory, all in all.

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