“1989. Again. Drunk and disorderly. Case dismissed.”

broderic on September 9, 2009

I saw that margeeboo at the FishTank tweeted about some strange dreams. I had one last night, was going to blog about it this morning, but just getting to write it up just now. I don’t think it had Mary Poppins, but it was strange as all dreams are. And since we’re at the start of the school year, it’s setting is appropriate…

I’m back in school. College I believe, but an amalgamation of my two undergrad alma maters. Stick TU on the UM campus, but have MD weather. Yeah. It felt like fall, but there were palm trees.

I’m taking a large lecture class. I notice the cute girls. One is Asian. She’s not been in any of my dreams. I don’t even think I know her. Just generic cute Asian girl. We don’t meet. Class ends.

Next class. I’m sitting at the end of the aisle. She’s behind me with her friend.

Then she starts rubbing my head. It’s my close shaved melon she’s digging. She does it three times. The first I don’t care. The second is annoying. The third I have to turn around and check her out. Generic cute Asian dream girl. Vietnamese maybe? Class ends.

She says something, “I thought so.” Smug. Condescending. Looking to get a rise from me. I say nada. She tries again. I confront, but don’t win. She stares me down. (this parts the hazy part from several hours later.) I’m running away figuratively.

I’m back at the dorms (Stanfor Residential College) bringing home a case of beer. I go to the front, but the doors are locked some kind of security screw up. I go around to the secondary entrance. UM friends are manning the security desks. They haven’t aged one bit. I get on the elevator, looking at this beer, and thinking that it’ll be making me fat.

“Except for one lucky person who gets a bonus of $3000, or as I like to call it, ‘The Big Bonus’.”

broderic on September 2, 2009

Dear Baltimore Orioles,The season is winding down, and your annual fade to October, started in July, is in full effect. Please, win at least 7 games this last month is all I ask. That may be hard with who's coming to town, but if you win at least one game from the series, it's possible. Possible. Hope.Seven games will get you to sixty wins. Is this the bottom? And is the turn around coming? We'll see.Yours,
Exasperated

Pitchforks and Torches

broderic on March 19, 2009

My thoughts on AIG and their bonuses is best summed up in another quote
from NewsRadio."I get a ticket, I pay it. You get a ticket, you pay it. They get a
ticket, they don't pay no ticket, and that's why these free-loading
foreign diplomats should be dragged out of their cars and beaten like
the renegade outlaws they are."Replace "ticket" with "run company and the nation into a ditch."
Replace "pay it" with "get no bonus."Those who got the bonuses should keep it, but that doesn't mean that the
American people can't go over their house and beat them to recoup our
money. Violence solves nothing, but in this case it would be cathartic.
When are we, the people, gonna take back our country.