Why did I do it? Why?

So today I was on a big internet forum, and out of nowhere some guy starts posting all kinds of stuff about guns. He did this, naturally, in the most arrogant tone possible, and came off like he was an expert in all things gun related.

The trouble was, everything he said was wrong. Not just wrong, but wrong in a way that could only happen if you know nothing about guns at all. Additionally, many of his statements were absolute fabrications, and some were actually illegal if anybody had taken his advice.

I went through his posts and noted the amazingly improper grammar and the misspelled words and the fact that he couldn't seem to put a coherent thought down on paper, and came to the conclusion that it had to be a kid who plays way too much Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, and thinks he's now an expert.

So I asked him how old he was. That's it. I posted nothing else.

Boy, I shouldn't have done that. I must have hit home with that remark, 'cause he jumped all over me and started attacking me like I'd told him he was stupid and his sister was ugly.

Well, thinking I needed to make a point, I began to rip every one of his posts to pieces, showing him where he was wrong, demeaning him for his ignorance, and giving proof of where he was incorrect.

It took me an hour to put the whole thing together. An hour of my life wasted to put some loud-mouthed punk in his place.

I didn't need to do that. I could have just put him on ignore and gone my own way, but no, I had to shred this boy. And for what? What did it get me, but a few moments of gloating? Nothing. Bupkiss.

Now I know that the saying is true. Arguing on the internet is like competing in the Special Olympics. Even if you win, you're still retarded.

I never argue with people online. There's no point. I hate it, and yet, this makes twice in as many weeks now.

I must be getting crotchety in my old age.

Here We Go Again

Night number two.

It's almost five in the morning and I'm still wide awake. I accidentally fell asleep at six last night and woke up at nine, so I've only been up for eight hours. Oh, kill me now. I took a walk at three, and just got back, so now my blood is pumping and my brain is working overtime.

I'm becoming a vampire. Too many things to see online, and nothing to really do during the day, except work on occasion. I really need to get back to some normal hours. Either that or get a night job. A night job sounds good, although I'm Procrastination Man! and probably won't go get one, if there is even one to get in this town.

Oh, well. I just downloaded Merry Andrew tonight, and will watch that until I tire.

Anybody else remember Merry Andrew, with Danny Kaye? Great movie, as I recall, although I haven't seen it in years. I hope it hasn't gotten stupid as I grow older. I've found that lots of movies are like that. I loved the movie Weird Science as a teenager, but a couple of months ago I tried to watch it again and couldn't get through it because it was so stupid. Not even a 23-year old Kelly LeBrock in a bikini could keep me interested.

Or try some TV shows. I loved MacGuyver as a kid, but after trying to watch an episode a while back, I found it corny and silly as could be, and MacGuyver's pinko-commie liberal ideals repugnant.

What happened to me? How did I become such an old curmudgeon?

Make It Stop!

I don't get really bad headache's anymore. After I got my neck fixed up years ago, I usually only get headaches that are easily manageable, not the kind where I spend the day with my head under a pillow and praying for morphine.

Not today. I've had a headache for about six hours now that is turning into what I hope doesn't become a migraine. I can feel my pulse in the back of my head and I'm starting to get really light sensitive. My neck is almost too sore to turn, and I'm starting to feel sick to my stomach, although that may be the sandwich I ate a half hour ago.

I need to go to lay down and wish for the sweet release of death.

After typing that last sentence, I had to put my head in my hands and squeeze it to put enough pressure on my skull to stop the pain momentarily. It's that bad. Aaarrgh!!!

I need to sleep. I hope I actually can.

Goodnight.

General Waverley...Sir!

'Tis the season, and it's getting to be time to watch the most entertaining holiday movie ever made-- White Christmas. In my family this flick is required viewing during the holidays, and sometimes even in the summer. It's the perfect feel-good movie.

I don't have it on dvd, or even VHS, but I was able to download it yesterday, along with the commentary by Rosemary Clooney, who plays Betty Haynes in the movie. The commentary isn't overly fantastic, since she mostly seems to talk about clothes and hair, but there are some interesting bits in there as well.

On an interesting note, she mentions Dean Jagger in the commentary, and I was curious about this man who plays General Waverley. I always liked him in the movie, and thought he played the part perfectly. He was also in another of my favorite movies, Bad Day At Black Rock.

When I checked out his bio I found out that when he was younger, he played Brigham Young in the movie Brigham Young(1940), and I found this little tidbit.

Jagger was very taken by the character of Brigham Young, reacting warmly when his performance was praised by then President of the LDS Church, Heber J. Grant. This led to a careful study of the Mormon faith for Jagger, who was ultimately baptized a member of the faith in 1972. Subsequently, he willed his personal papers and movie memorabilia to the Harold B. Lee library at Brigham Young University.

So now I can't help but like the guy.

They just don't make Hollywood types like they used to, do they?

You Must Use, The Force

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My Flag

Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats. - H. L. Mencken

I can feel the cutlass in my hand.

Today the idiots of America voted for what they wanted, and now they deserve to get it good and hard.

Good news is, we don't have McCain as the new president. The turncoat bastard didn't deserve a shot at the presidency to begin with. I really didn't want to vote for him, but I did anyway against my better judgment. It didn't even matter.

But now I make my solemn vow; I Will Never Vote For The Maverick John McCain Again! Ever! I don't care what the circumstances are. Not a bit.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm done with the Republican Party as well, the party of sissified wimps. The party of Compromise, Even If It Destroys Your Principles. The other side of the collective Boot On Your Neck Party that comprises both sides of the isle in Washington. I'm done with their politics. I don't care how many Obamas get elected, I'll never vote Republican again.

I haven't left the party, the party left me. So I'm going to vote with my ideals from now on. I'm voting Libertarian. They're the only party that embodies the views I care about. I'm done with competing brands of socialism. I'm done with supporting a big government that controls every aspect of it's subjects' lives. I'm done voting for the lesser of two evils, because the lesser of two evils is still evil. I'm voting with my feet.

I'm unsubscribing from the system. I'm joining the brethren of the Ghost Nation for good.

I'm out!

Libertatia or Bust!

For Those in the Basin

Is it true that there is not a decent place to eat up in Vernal?

Just curious.

Seems that if it is true, that there might be a market for someone that is willing to open an eatery that makes quality food.

Just thinkin' out loud.