The U.S. military appears to be on the way to eliminating the "don't ask, don't tell" proviso regarding gays in the military. About time! If gay people want to serve our country by being in the Armed Forces, it's fine by me. A person's sexual orientation should have nothing to do with their Patriotism. Of course, I don't understand why gay folks should feel patriotic, since they are not even granted the right to marry. But semper fi, regardless.
And speaking of the war, why do news organizations refer to murdering bastards as "suicide bombers"? I prefer the term "fucking scumbags".
And in tribute to an older war, I hope Inglorious Basterds wins alot of Oscars. What a fine movie, and what a happy ending!!!!!!!!!
From President Obama's State of the Union Address:
"But I realize that for every success story, there are other stories, of men and women who wake up with the anguish of not knowing where their next paycheck will come from, who send out resumes week after week and hear nothing in response."
It is absolutely staggering how many "no replies" I am getting when I send resume's out. I am extremely qualified in my chosen field and yet, no responses. This could mean that companies are getting swamped with applications, as the jobless rate is more than 10%; but it is still so frustrating. The hardest job is finding one.
And thanks to all that responded about being test subjects for my "book". I greatly appreciate it!
And speaking of books, as I have so much spare time, I've read plenty lately. Veteran rock music critic Robert Hilburn's "Cornflakes With John Lennon" is a sweet one. Sort of a memoir, he tells eloquent tales of his encounters with Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, John Lennon, Johnny Cash and others. He hits the big names and probably gives himself a bit too credit in the influence department, but an engaging book nonetheless.
And Clarence Clemons' "Big Man: Real Life And Tall Tales" is part autobiography and part, well, tall tales. Very entertaining. He plays with some guy named Stringbean, or Springsteen or something.
And lastly, a SHOUT OUT to my (not so) old pal Mo, whose blog NYCBites is a must read. It's food for thought. No calories! And it might put inches on your brainline. Or something.