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Entries from June 2007

Site of the Month

June 30, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Honestly, with still acclimating to the new job, I haven’t had lots of time to look for fun or funny sites.  I guess my Sites of the Month don’t have to be fun(ny).

I probably should have found 43 Things before I became re-employed.  But no reason I can’t chip away at somethings now and again.  I doubt I’ll do all 43 (hey!  I know myself), but it’d be ok to do some of them.

It really isn’t the easiest site to navigate, though it should be relatively simple.

Some people have slightly odd wants out of life, like ‘meet someone from Buffy the Vampire Slayer‘  (I mean, sure….if it’s Xander!) or ‘fix my personality disorder‘  or ‘go to heaven‘ – which I’m guessing would be the last thing on one’s ‘to-do list’.

Anyhoo…I haven’t filled anything out.  Maybe that should be the first of 43 things to do.

Categories: Site of the Month

End of an Era

June 29, 2007 · 1 Comment

It will mean nothing to most folks – but Big Chuck has retired.

For most of you here, I’ll have to set this up a bit:

Hoolihan & Big Chuck were Cleveland’s first post-Ghoulardi. The hosts/comics of our cheesey Friday night movies. The guy who’d have skits and commentary at the commercials. Pre-Elvira, by about three decades, when UHF existed and VHF had all of three stations.

The Houlihan & Big Chuck years, ahhh those were the best years. Hoolihan (or Mild Mannered Weekend Weatherman) who moonlighted this night job. Chuck was a welder who did the same thing. They made a great comedic team….at least to a kid who was in 6th grade who could stay up late to watch movies like “The Pit & the Pendulum” and the “Screaming Skull” (no, not Dionne Warwick…she’s the ‘Singing Skull’).

Eventually, Hoolihan found g-d and went to sell bibles in Florida……or aluminum siding…depending on which story you’ve heard or believe. They made Lil Jon, an extra, Big Chuck’s side kick and Chuck got top billing.

But no one watched for the movies. We watched for the skits. Most skits were based around Polish certain ethnic lifestyles. Keep in mind this was all pre-SNL, so many of these were take-offs on popular culture. My favourites were, in no certain order:

  • Mary Hartski! Mary Hartski!
  • Ben Crazy
  • Sunday Morning Chills (yes, the day after Saturday Night Fever)
  • the Kielbasa Kid

Naturally (?) there was “Polish Variates w/Paul Whitesocks” (real Cleveland show was “Polka Variates w/Paul Wilcox). If you hadn’t noticed, Cleveland has a large Polish community.

Chuck (playing the ukulele in the picture, Hoolihan and Tim Conway with him) was quite handsome, at least to a developing gay youth – and loved his chin.

Eventually, the show moved from Friday nights to I guess Saturday or Sunday afternoons. But they were no Superhost. He had that timeslot locked up. Anyway, I had kind of grown out of that crappy movie phase (well, until MST3K did it up right – the Joel years, of course).

Chuck hanging it up though (at 73!!), well it is just another reminder of the passing of time. My time.

Categories: TV/Movies

Voinovich is a D-bag

June 28, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Oh, like I care if this blog has an NC-17 rating. The word is: DOUCHEBAG….not d-bag. Let’s just call it what it is. What he is.

Umpteen years and 3600 lives into the Iraq War, he’s now decided to break ‘with the White House over Iraq, saying the current strategy is not working and advocating a gradual withdrawal of troops’.

Mind you – he’s the same puzt who:

  • Voted for the war (though to be fair, Bush, Cheney, Rice & Powell purposefully misled them all) (2003)
  • Voted ‘no’ on redeploying troops out of Iraq (2006)
  • Voted for the recent troop surge
  • Voted ‘no’ on troop withdrawal beginning 3rd quarter 2007 (Mar 2007)
  • Voted ‘no’ on setting benchmarks and timelines on troop withdrawal (Apr 2007)
  • Voted for the increased troop funding (May 2007)

Oh – someone is up for 2008 re-election. But I didn’t need a crystal ball (or Magic 8 one) or a Ouija board to figure that one out.

Get the man some vinegar and water.

Categories: Politics

Shopping with Blobby

June 27, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Yet another installment in the drudgery that is everyday shopping. The camera-phone makes it a bit more fun – though I get looks whenever I take pics of products. Like I care what people think!


Is it just my imagination, or does it look like ‘Fruit & Groin’?

That’s what it looked like to me, which is why I took the picture and it’s your item of the month.

Categories: Shopping w/Blobby

This Blog is Not Yet Rated

June 26, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Oh wait……yes it is…..

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The rating is based on the presence of the following words:

Gay (8 times)
Sex (3 times)
Fuckin‘ (2 times)
Hurt (once)

I might see this blog as PG-13….sometimes R. NC-17? I’d hurt these fucking gay prudes (not during sex) if I ever found them!

Seriously – it must only be looking at my last few posts, because I drop the f-bomb way more than that. WAY more. And there are plenty of movies where the F word is used and who have gay characters and people get hurt…..and they still make R….at worst. Whatever!

I’d say – read me at your own risk, but isn’t that true of the entire internets?

Categories: Blog

Record of the Month

June 25, 2007 · 2 Comments

I figured I’d do a monthly ‘what I’m listening to’ kind of thing. This could be viewed as a lame placeholder kind of post. And probably it is. But it’s my blog! So there!

These may or may not be newly released disks. They might not even be a good disk – just what is been in heavy rotation in my car (as usually the iPod is playing anywhere else).

I know I bounce back and forth here between new and older music. I’m split about 50/50 on that. It is just how I’m built when it comes to CD purchases. Honestly, there is nothing out there that I really feel compelled to buy. I considered the new Maria McKee or Rufus Wainwright, but I haven’t felt the need to actually purchase them. That being said, I do have one of my favouritist disks this month:


Chances are, not a ton of my readership knows Marti Jones‘ work. And it’s a shame, as she has consistently put out good to excellent disks for over the last 23 years. An artist from Canton, OH, she started out in a group called Color Me Gone. One EP is all they produced, but it was a fun and well done effort, even though it pretty much went nowhere.

What it did do is catch the attention of Don Dixon, who had produced REM along with some other independent acts. He not only ended up producing Jones’ debut solo disk (and all the rest), he married her too.

Though I like it all, her first three solo disks are outstanding. I had mucho trouble narrowing down which it would be. I settled on Match Game, her second solo album – which by chance is out of print. Though it was released in 1987 and is in dire need of remastering it is still a disk I listen to constantly and completely. There really isn’t a bad song on it.

Jones is not really comparable to most other artists. Adult Alternative would be the closest genre to slip her into, though I’m not sure that is completely fair. She has a clear and great alto that is kind of reminiscent of Dusty Springfield (in fact, Marti does a scary-close cover of “You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me” on a Dusty tribute disk).

On her first three disk Marti is what you’d call an interpretive vocalist. Taking other people’s material and making it her own. Only after this did she start recording music she wrote or co-wrote. Her choice of songs was impeccable – most not well known, but by well known artists including Elvis Costello, David Bowie, Marshall Crenshaw, Graham Parker, Janis Ian, as well as her husband.

Unfortunately, Marti never had what you’d call a bonified hit – radio wasn’t and isn’t sophisticated enough. The closest thing she had was singing the demo to “Walk Like an Egyptian” before the Bangles got it. Oddly enough, she didn’t do horribly with it – even though it’s kind of a horrible song, and the Bangles did nothing different to it than Marti’s demo.

Jones has been on a few record labels and now it is unclear if she’ll still record. Her now defunct myspace page showed some dissatisfaction with recording and touring (which is a shame, since she is just as good live) – and now she’d rather stay home and paint. Her new webpage barely acknowledges her past singing life. I know she’s made a few local appearances in the last six months, but I’ve always found out about them too late.

Half of her disks are out of print, but available on places like eBay. Her debut disk, Unsophisticated Time is available via download at efolkmusic.com and her last two studio disks are available on iTunes, as well as amazon. If you have the chance, they are all better than average, but Used Guitars, Match Game, Unsophisticated Time and My Tidy Doily Dream are my favourites.

I’d go into specifics on the songs on Match Game – but I fear you may not know them. There is really no use picking out the good songs on the disk, there simply isn’t a bad one.

If you can get a copy – I suggest you get one.

Categories: Record of the Month

SICKO

June 24, 2007 · 1 Comment

oooops…….sorry, not that sicko.

Last night a bunch of us went to a sneak preview of Sicko, Michael Moore’s latest “documentary” regarding the U.S. healthcare system.

Well, that’s not completely accurate….the film doesn’t just attempt to tackle the insurance, hospital, doctor arenas. He touches on education and child care too.

The CEO of my company was with us and knowing he would be contacted for a quote on the state of healthcare, prior to the movie, he asked us to keep aware of something that would be sound-byte-ish. He almost laughed when I blurted out “It was funnier than Sophie’s Choice“.

Guess what? After viewing the first 20-30 minutes of the movie, I started think Sophie’s Choice may have had more laughs. Eventually, the film slipped into the Michael Moore style and he did a good job of balancing the lighthearted with the serious. When he tried to go all-out funny, sometimes that just didn’t work.

Having worked in healthcare for the last umpteen years, you do see the sad stories of the insurance denials for things that they deem ‘experimental‘, even though they are FDA approved and have been in place for years as what is considered the standard treatment plan. It is a shame that no current Insurance, or Hospital CEOs, board members and the like were interviewed for this movie. But I’ll assume they now know not to speak with the likes of Michael Moore. I was also disappointed that though the Los Angeles County Prosecutor was looking into patient dumping, there was no follow-up or follow-through in what, if anything, came of it.

It is hard to say if the folks Moore took to Cuba got their treatment because everyone else there does or if they did because there was a camera crew. I’m skeptical. I don’t doubt any of the validity of his trips to Canada, England or France. Quite frankly all of those visits prompted me to lean over to Denton and say ‘we really gotta move’.

Two men he interviewed in Canada and the U.K. were the highlights for me – thoughtful, articulate and conservatives. And despite the latter, they still made so much more sense than anyone in public office who speaks on healthcare here in the U.S.. The theatre erupted into applause and howling when the U.K. guy explained how in 1948 the government established their National Health Service with the thought of, (and I’m paraphrasing slightly) ‘if we can afford to go to war (WWII), we can afford to provide national healthcare‘.

U.S. policymakers don’t think this way. But they are going to have to start. The movie in fact might help spur that. It gives the 412 current presidential candidates a little time to formulate their plans for change before the Iowa and New Hampshire caucuses and primaries.

I like Moore’s ideas, but I find myself frustrated with two hours of questions that have no answer. I understand that is the point – to focus on the ridiculousness of the situations, but I just come away feeling a little bleak and worse for the wear.

Categories: Health · TV/Movies

Bringing up the Average

June 23, 2007 · Leave a Comment

A new article says that men have a median of seven sex partners in their lifetime. Women have four.

The article doesn’t state a few things:

  • sexual orientation of those surveyed
  • if participants had sex with either or both genders
  • gender differences in the population (are there more women than men?)
  • if not (above) who else are these men having sex with..?
  • what the average/median ages of the survey particpants are
  • what defines an actual “lifetime”

In any regards, anyway you look at it, I am clearly I bringing up the average, median or mean.

Categories: Sex

Race for the Cure

June 22, 2007 · Leave a Comment

What’s with all the hubbub over a possible Bloomberg candidacy? Seriously – what? First off, I called this month’s ago in one blog entry I’d have to go back and find.
I’m all for breaking the traditional two-party system. Clearly the GOP and the DNC are not. They say, but don’t want, bipartisanism. There is no way they want tri-anything. Politics is a zero-sum game: if someone has power, it means someone has given some up. It does not bode well for these players.

Weeks ago, I signed up to be a delegate with Unity ’08. This stems from what I think is a need for a change in the system. Here is how they bill themselves:

Unity08 is a group of citizens deeply concerned about the current state of our political system. We believe that the intense partisanship in Washington and the same-old campaigns financed by big, special interest groups means that the voices of Americans like you and I are being ignored.

NPR did a story maybe six months ago stating that anyone running, who was nominated, for president would now spend a half of one billion dollars during the campaign. Imagine the ego for that shit. Imagine how much starvation one could wipe out with an election process that will last a year or two.

Anyway, back to my point. Bloomberg isn’t Perot or Nader.

Perot was just a frickin’ nut job. Albeit a rich one. And while I am not afraid of a non-politico coming in and changing the standard operating procedure, Ross was not the man. Seriously, the only thing I remember about his candidacy is Phil Hartman spoofing Perot’s running mate, Admiral James Stockdale (“Who am I?” Why am I here?”). Perot also had no chance of ruining what was to be a landslide election.

Nader, on the other hand, helped the current evil-doer in residence get elected. Twice. (Though Kerry and Gore, more or less, lost on their own merits.) Though Ralphy has little true political experience he had enough background to have been dangerous. He’s unsafe at any speed.

But Bloomberg has enough business and political experience to be a viable candidate. And he has the money. His own money. Earned, not inherited. Potentially he could fund a run all by his lonesome – and take no matching political funding. He could do this with no fundraising from the public or special interests groups.

Lobbyists, GOPers and Dems should be sharting just a little bit. Mike could and would derail any mid and low level candidates and put huge dents in some major contenders as well.

Let’s breakdown Mike’s recent background a bit:

  • self-made billionaire
  • rides subway to work (as mayor of NYC)
  • took his mayor salary down to $1 per year
  • uses his own residence and not the mayor’s
  • having all NYC taxis go hybrid
  • has NYC’s lowest unemployment rate ever
  • pro gun control
  • anti-war
  • supports abortion on demand (sounds like someone slamming their fist down and insisting on having one)
  • “I think anybody should be allowed to marry anyone”

Oh, and he currently has a 74% approval rating. Can any of the other candidates say that? Our current president can’t even do half of that. I’m sorry (?) – but right now, he is my candidate of choice even if he is not a candidate.

And he’s got a rockinkippah!

Categories: Politics

Little Ol Jet Liner

June 20, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Yesterday I did a one-day trip to DC. Normally I’m there for a number in row. I still feel like I was gone for days.

But there were plane delays getting out of Dulles. It got so bad that I actually wrote out this blog post on an airline napkin!!! (see / click image on left). To make it easier – I’ll type out what I wrote:

They don’t want my thoughts. I don’t like United. I don’t like sitting on a tarmac for two plus hours because the Pittsburgh airport is closed, even though we’re not going to Pittsburgh. I am willing to risk climbing through the bad weather to get home. Dulles is the ugliest airport ever, but we can’t see it, because we are stuck in the plane. Still. Maybe we could have made it out if they didn’t overbook the flight by 15 people and then ask for volunteers to give up their seats for the next 40 minutes. Or let two people on who had the same seat assignment, one of whom refused to leave the plane without said seat. Isn’t that what the auto-ticket scanning system is for? WTF!? But here we sit. Hot. Sweaty. Beginning to stink. Unless I travel, I rarely wear deoderant. I’m not that into mansmells, but I hate clogging my pores and honestly, I don’t sweat that easily. I wore it today, but it is 97 outside and hotter IN the plane. I keep flashing on a Seinfeld episode:

Elaine: Mrs. Seinfeld, I am BEGGING you, turn the air conditioner on!
Mrs. Seinfeld: You’re hot?
Elaine: I’ve lost six pounds.

And so it is only an hour flight – in theory – there is no food. And of course, by food I mean peanuts or pretzels. I am hoping we don’t go back to the terminal. I have no change of clothes. I have no phone charger. I have no meds. So far the folks are well behaved, but it’s only a matter of time before they turn. And they will. I will. Have the airlines learned nothing from the Jet Blue / Valentine’s Day debacle? And of course, it is considered ‘act of g-d’, if the flight is cancelled, there is no compensation – just a blanket to cover ourselves in the terminal. So I’m also sitting here wondering how people make it overseas. I swear I’m getting a DVT as I just wait to hear IF we’ll be leaving. So – those are my thoughts. Where are my fucking 100,000 miles??

As it turns out, about 20 minutes after I wrote this, they found a window to take off. Somehow, even though no one was allegedly taking off for almost three hours, we were first in line to go. I found that odd….and unlikely.

I left the house at 4:30 a.m. and got home after 9:00 p.m. I am beat.

Categories: Travel