Tuesday Morning Pick Me Up

Girl sets up home made dancing pole in room. Carnage ensues. Puppy horrified. And she kind of lets out a Tony Soprano like "owwwwwww". Good times. (Warning: The girl is topless but she amazingly stays covered up.) Link: 23 second video clip. Edit: It reminded me of this, which is one of my all time favorites.

Man Wishes To Rethink Choices Right About Now

Fox 4 News had a story tonight on the arrest of an engaged couple for alleging "engaging" in very inappropriate acts with a 13 year old girl. (Arrests like this happen every day, but it made Fox 4, I suppose, because they had cameras there to film the arrest. That makes for good TV.)

The guy had an insurance agency for Nationwide (I bet they're pleased). And the 45 year old male also had a 20 year old girlfriend. Sir!

Edit: And then it dawned on me that 52 year old Bruce Willis is dating a 23 year old Playboy model named Tamara Witmer. That's completely different.

Eva Longoria . . .

. . . is all over the Internet playing volleyball today, but my "Family First" policy prevents me from posting the pic. Instead, here's Brit performing in Orlando this weekend. (My policy doesn't prevent me from telling you that it is bigger if you click on it.)

I've Wondered About This

The other day, someone in my office was slightly offended that I didn't call her back. She had left a message on my cell phone to alert me to a huge traffic jam on 287 since she knew I was headed to Fort Worth. I appreciated the call, but she wanted to know why I didn't call her back.

I told her it was the type of phone call that didn't require a return call. What was I supposed to say? "Got your message. Thanks." Yeah, that would have been polite but isn't that a waste of time?

Which gave rise to the above question today on a computer/life productivity site called LifeHacker. If you ask a question via email and get a response, do you type a one word email of "thanks" and hit reply? Unless someone has gone to a heck of a lot of trouble to find an answer for me, I don't. And I know I'm a good person. My therapist tells me so.

Deal Or No Deal

I hate this show. What should be done in 15 minutes takes an hour. But I stumbled across the last 10 minutes of it tonight which, I admit, was interesting.

A guy (I think he was the "subway hero") was down to three cases. The amounts remaining were $25, $10,000 and $1,000,000.

He could walk away with a guaranteed pay day of $305,000. He refused. I actually yelled, "Idiot!" at the screen.

The next case he chose to be eliminated was ..................... $1,000,000.

With two cases left ($25 and $10,000) he was offered $5,000 to walk away. He refused. Idiot.

So what does he end up with? $25. (Although Chrysler gave him a crappy car as a consolation prize.)

Shout Out . . .

. . . to www.BagOfNothing.com who has three great youtube clips on his site right now (cute dog playing catch, an amazing lightening strike of a tree, and a "circle of life" video that is absolutely incredible if you'll give it a chance.) Good times.

I Haven't . . .

. . . posted anything from PostSecret for a while, but this one got my attention. You know, the Asian girl does have a little sumtin' sumtin'.

The Sheriff's Office is P.O.'d

They have just released this photo in connection with the fire at Twin Hills Restaurant. That, as you may recall, seriously damaged the available catfish and hush puppies in this county. The deputies are not pleased.

Struck Me As Ironic

A guy on the one of the normally spare Dallas Morning News blogs had about four rants from this weekend. Here was #2: 2) The guy in the church parking lot in Mesquite, appearing out of nowhere and hitting me up for "gas" money just as I was leaving my granddaughter's dance recital. In front of my granddaughter! It's a CHURCH! Yeah, what's the world coming to? The thought of giving the poor some money in front of a church!

Obligatory Jack County Pic From This Morning

Literally, the last picture show.

Edit: I forgot to mention that I paid $3.28 for gas today in Jacksboro. Sheesh.

When Britney Gets In A Bikini

I'm gonna post it

That Couch Is Looking Mighty Good

The NFL will announce tomorrow whether Dallas will get to host the 2011 Super Bowl. In reading Rick Gosselin's story about in in the DMN, this tidbit struck me as amazing: Last year's face value of a Super Bowl ticket was around $600 and is expected to rise to $900 a piece by 2011. Wow.

Topics On "The Ticket" This Morning

- Should "stay at home" moms [grammar corrected] have maids?

- Weren't gym scoreboards interesting as a kid? If we traveled to some big school (Burleson, Azle, etc.) it was always intimidating because they would have a state of the art scoreboard. Then you'd travel to some beaten down school district and find the scoreboard with half its lights burnt out ("is that a 1' or a '7'"?)

- And then the story of a U2 concert where Bono asked the crowd complete silence. He then began clapping his hands in four second intervals and, at the end of a minute, proclaimed, "Every time I clapped my hands, a child died in Africa." Which prompted a lone voice from the audience to yell, "Then stop clapping!" (Probably urban legend, but funny.)

OK, One More Reminiscing Thought

In going through my junior high & high school "stuff", I came across well over a hundred letters from, primarily, girlfriends. They were absolutely fascinating. Most of them said "nothing" (along the lines of "I'm sitting here in second period thinking about you") but many were very passionate and so heartfelt. Most were in response to letters I had written. I even had one from a girl in eighth grade who had written that she had come to the realization that she loved me. If you read it, you would believe her.

Those were the days where email didn't exist, and if you wanted to send a message you had to take out a piece of paper and hand write it out. That, my friends, is one sad casualty of the Internet age.

I even found a letter I wrote to girl while in college that was four pages long but that I backed off and never sent. It was written with so much emotion and angst. It was almost like reading the words of someone I don't know anymore.

Gone

If I'm reading this box score correctly (from the Star-Telegram), the Decatur baseball team dropped two games yesterday to be eliminated from the playoffs. The Eagles couldn't buy a hit.

Wise County Farm?

Video link.

Now Here's . . .

. . . an alleged sexual offense that will surely scar the kid for life.

Has It Been Almost 30 Years?

I finished watching "Jonestown: The Life and Death of the People's Temple" yesterday. I love documentaries especially about recent history and this thing was great.

For you teenage readers out there (and I'm sure there are a ton), the Rev. Jim Jones took his congregation from San Francisco to Guyana - about a thousand in total - in the late 1970s. Then, in 1979, Congressman Leo Ryan, who had gone to check on the church with an NBC film crew, was gunned on a dirt airport runway not far from the camp. Moments later, 909 people died in a mass suicide by engaging in what is now a pop culture phrase: "Drinking the Kool Aid." (Great wikipedia entry here.)

The film is full of footage of Jonestown including some incredible clips from the night before the mass death (you can almost see the "what the hell?" look in the Congressman's eyes after he tells the congregation that, after talking to church members, that it appeared to him that their new home was "the best thing that ever happened to some of you." The place erupted in the craziest wildest applause I have ever seen. All those cheering would be dead the next day.)

And the audio recording of Jim Jones directing the congregation to drink the Kool Aid ("die with dignity!") - complete with screams in the background - is some of the most chilling audio ever.