Bill Maher...still a tool

Well, I went and saw Religulous this past weekend. I am not the biggest fan of Bill Maher, and nothing about this movie changed my mind. In fact, Bill Maher is kind of a dick. Nevertheless, I LOVED this documentary.

Maher went around the world talking to religious figures (a couple rabbi's, all of whom were crazy), a few preachers (all of whom were crazy), some politicians (all of whom were crazy), a couple ex-Mormons, a Muslim (kind of a nice guy), and a dude who plays Jesus (really batshit nutso).

What did I like about the movie? Well, it pretty much offends everyone, although he does pay particular attention to catholics. But he did a great job pointing out how STUPID religion can be. In particular, how stupid religious people can be.

Not wanting to give away too much of the hilarity, so please, for the love of god (snark snark) go see this. If it offends you, dude, you need to grow a set. If you hate Bill Maher, don't worry, there are some points where his dickishness is called out. You will not be disappointed.

To publish or not to publish

Update:The dude lives in Ozark, Missouri. Chances are he lives in his mom's basement because she continues to be her love toy. Which explains his anger towards women.

Beware visitor tracking software, dude. We can find you anywhere.

A while back I posted some old ads which portrayed women poorly. I mean, it was one of my first posts, and back then, I was figuring no one was really reading my blog. Honestly, back then, no one was. Don't get me wrong, not too many people faithfully read it now, except for an awesome few whom I greatly appreciate and lurve, but the majority of traffic that I get goes to a page I entitled "sexy ass math tattoo" because people google sexy ass and get me instead.

One of the issues I've struggled with since starting this blog is whether or not I should publish comments that offend me or piss me off. There've been a couple I wouldn't publish because they were just so ridiculously off point there was no reason to publish them. But then, this morning, I got a message in my in-box about this message from Obbop on that post to which I previously alluded.

Obbop said...

Just one more bit of proof of the need for the Females as Property Movement (tm) to be adopted nation-, society- and culturally-wide.

The vacuous females need to be protected from themselves along with society needing protection from females.

The dainty darlings do not have the required traits to be full-fledged members of adult society. Oh, sure, there are a very few exceptions and those very few capable females will be allowed full adult societal rights.

For the majority of other females, they will be happier if not forced to attempt to be what they are incapable of being; rational logical adults with all the rights, priveleges AND responsibilities of being a full-fledged adult.

Now, these statements made my ass twitch, quite honestly. And should someone in life had said this to my face, I probably would have ranted at them for a good twenty minutes before feeling better. So why publish?

Well, I have a couple different theories. 1) it's a woman writing with complete irony; 2) it's a troll trying to get a rise out of me; or 3) this douche bag really believes what he's saying. Honestly, I'm pretty sure it's number 3, although upon further review, I'm starting to see much evidence for number 2. On his blog, to which he linked (evidence in my view to #3), he calls himself a pundit, which is defined as someone who offers mass-media opinion, analysis or commentary on a particular subject area. (evidence in my view to #2). Furthermore, he has a poll on there as well: Do you answer blog polls? And wouldn't you know, 75% of the people who answered said no. (evidence to #2 or #1).

Either way, why not publish his bullshit? Do I agree with his statements? Absolutely not. Do I agree that he should be allowed to believe whatever the hell he wants? Dude, if he wants to be stupid, by all means.

If it is a troll: dude, you need to find a better use for your time and talents.

If it is a woman: very Twainish, if not cliched.

If it is a douche bag: this is why you live in your mother's basement.

Is it bad that I think this looks delicious...

...and quite possibly is the perfect food?

I go to the diner on the corner by my house and I order one of two things: a burger or a grilled cheese. This is both. A burger with two grilled cheese sandwiches as buns. Ooh, and it's healthy, too. It's got a tomato on it, as well. See, you have your grain group (bread), your meat (the burger, duh), the dairy (cheese and butter), and your fruit/vegetable (tomato, depending on who you ask).

See, it really is the perfect food.

Get the recipe here (via Neatorama).

***I think that in writing this post, my cholesterol score went up at least 5 points. But what a delicious 5 points, eh?

Overheard Conversation

On the bus this morning, I overheard an UES woman explaining to her 5 year-old daughter about shaking hands.

Mom: And what hand do you shake with?

Child: (holding up her left) This one!

Mom: No, which hand do you write with?

Child: (holding up her left) This one!

Mom: No, no one writes with their left hand. That's impossible. You write with your right.

Child: Sometimes I write with this one.

Mom: No, no one writes with their left hand. No one. It's im-poss-ible.

Me: (because I'm cranky and hate when people lie to their children) Why are you lying to your child?

Then I got off the bus, 'cause I'd reached my destination.

Yes, I know that I usually don't say anything to people about their children, and I always butt out of conversations, but give me a break. That child's going to grow up with a complex.

Throw me a frickin' bone

In doing this project where I'm drawing these anatomy pieces for a medical text, I've had to learn a lot of anatomy. For instance, I now know the difference between an efferent duct and a convoluted vas. For people starting out in med school, or for high schoolers taking biology, learning the different bones in the body is definitely required. Here's a fun way to do it. Really.

It's a game called "Whack-a-Bone", where you have to place bones in their proper place, and then name them. It sounds boring, but it's actually quite interesting. Then, to reward you, you get to whack the shit out of them with a sledge hammer.

Yay...the House grew a backbone...Yay!

Soooo....yesterday the House of Representatives failed to pass the $700 BILLION bailout plan, followed by back pats all around. Good job on not passing that bill, representatives! Good job listening to your public. Today, the bill's going to be voted on in the Senate. (Maybe I wasn't paying attention in government class during high school, but doesn't a bill need to be passed by the House before it gets voted on in the Senate?) The Senate is saying that the public doesn't want the bill passed because they don't understand it, because we don't see how it'll benefit us, only the big wigs of Wall Street, 'cause, you know, the public is STOOPIT.

Well, here's the thing, Senate. Just speaking for myself here, but it's not that I only think the plan will bail out the big wigs on Wall Street, it's that I don't think these big money lenders like Freddie and Fanny should be able to do whatever the hell they want and think that if they fuck up, the government will come waltzing in to bail their asses out of trouble. They fucked up? Great. Let them pay the consequences.

A lot of my friends are pissy because they have a lot of money invested in the market. Dude. Now's a great time to invest in the market. You know how LOW it is? You know eventually - maybe not immediately - the market will rise again. And people who invested in it now? Made in the shade, baby. That's, of course, only if the companies in which you invest don't go bankrupt in the meanwhile.

So. In summary: SUCK IT UP WALL STREET! YOU SCREWED YOUROWNSELF.

Soooo pretty

You know, the vast majority of the time, CGUnit posts artists that are extremely similar in style, and I get bored with the website occasionally due to this. However, they posted this FABULOUS artist named Jeff Simpson. Pretty, ain't it?