OMG

1 year. Today. 12 months. Today. 365 days. Today.

Karen and I have been together a year today. It is... amazing. It doesn't feel like it's been a year. Funny how things like this make you wonder where all the time went to. Wow. A year. How cool is that?

PSA

You know that email petition that keeps circulating about how Congress is slashing funding for NPR and PBS? Well, now it's actually true. (Really. Check the footnotes if you don't believe me.)

Sign the petition telling Congress to save NPR and PBS:

http://www.moveon.org/publicbroadcasting/

A House panel has voted to eliminate all funding for NPR and PBS, starting with "Sesame Street," "Reading Rainbow," and other commercial-free children's shows. If approved, this would be the most severe cut in the history of public broadcasting, threatening to pull the plug on Big Bird, Cookie Monster, and Oscar the Grouch.

The cuts would slash 25% of the federal funding this year—$100 million—and end funding altogether within two years. The loss could kill beloved children's shows like "Clifford the Big Red Dog," "Arthur," and "Postcards from Buster." Rural stations and those serving low-income communities might not survive. Other stations would have to increase corporate sponsorships.

If we can reach 250,000 signatures by the end of the week, we'll put Congress on notice.

http://www.moveon.org/publicbroadcasting/

Thanks!

P.S. Read the Washington Post report on the threat to NPR and PBS at:

http://www.moveon.org/r?r=745



And here's my response:

Seriously? NPR and PBS? This is perhaps the least public minded drivel to come out of the great halls of Democracy in quite some time. To what end? How does pulling funding serve us as a people? Isn't it bad enough that we can't seem to fund out schools? Isn't it bad enough that we can't seem to fund youth programs after school? Our children suffer from a whole generation of financially strained parents. There are people who are eating ramen and catsup so they can afford the gas to drive to work. For the millions out there who just can't afford cable or satellite TV, broadcast TV and radio is the only option. And to take away to two biggest sources of broadcast TV and radio programming that is educational, informative, and engaging in no way serves the populace of this great nation. Please, for the sake of the people, the people both young and old, the people that served you in your youth, the people that serve you now, and the people that will serve you in your later years, vote to serve them back. Vote to keep public radio and television alive.

Ahhh, what a day!

So, I bring in lunch to work today. Along the way I decide I want more than what I brought to eat. So, the plan is to go by the cafeteria to get that whole food thing handled. Unbeknownst to me, Washington Mutual had other plans for my time and efforts. I get my food, go to check out and the card comes back "unknown account". What? Odd. So, I go to the ATM. And the ATM goes "get a real card, you lazy bitch". HA! So, i go to get my lunch with a crdit card to be told "no, you have to pay cash. I no can take card. I cash it out." Wow, thanks for the wonderful interpretation of the english language... SO, I go to the online account access to find out what the hell is going on. Money in account: check. No outlandish charges: check. Debit Card shows as active: (Bueller. Bueller. Bueller.). Huh. Odd. I know it was active yesterday. So, I call them. Whishkey Tango Foxtrot, over? Well, turns out my current card was disabled. And a new one has been sent. No reason why. I just get new plastic to replace the old plastic. Huh. This does NOTHING about the lunch situation. And it does NOTHING about doing anything social tonight. Well, the guy on the other end asks "Is there anything else I can do for you?" And i say "No, thanks. You guys have helped me enough". To which the office explodes in laughter. I mean, I was a giggling asshole the whole time. It was too much to take. My bank stoled my debit cards, OH NOES! Well, I have to explain to my director why i'm a giggling asshole. After I explain he lets me in on a little secret. Turns out, DSW had thier system comprimised and lost customer data. Well, in response WaMu Sent out noticies to all their customers explaining that thier Debit Cards were getting replaced. Well, the week they send these leters out was the same week I had changed my address with them. So, I probably got the letter today. Oh, and I may or may not get my card because of this address change. FUN! and... AND!!! I get no more food till I go home. Which is both good and bad.

Oh, and the new boss is very... idealistic. It will be sad to see his ideals ground slowly and painfully down by the pestel and mortar that is this place I call work.


In other news:
I got a bike. Karen got a bike. We ride them too. It's part of the "get in a shape that isn't so much round" initiative. They are the same bike, just different colors. His and Hers. Not our plan. Just when you can get $80 worth of bike for $63 worth of cash, you can't turn it down so easy. So far, it's not been easy, but it's been fun. And I can see this being something that becomes habitual. Soon, we'll have the kind of endurance that means taking the bikes place by pedal and not by SUV. And the sex can only get better as we get in better shape and our cardio endurance improves.

The woman sez it's just about quttin time for her and Camel Cigarettes. I figure i'll join her. I need to quit anyhow.

Lube = good. Go now. Get some Pjur Eros. It's not exactly cheap. But it's potent and doesn't smell OR taste. And you can do all those crazy sex positions you see on TV without any bad friction. It's worth the money for the improvement in your sex life. Even if you don't have a sex life, get some. Trust me on this. If I had know, I woulda stocked up sooner.

Leapards and Bears and Gorillas. OH MY!

So, needless to say, i've been spending a not insignificant amount of time with the good Dr. And, in the time, i've been exploring the claw grabby stuffed animal machines. So, on night, I won her a zebra from madagascar. We haven't named him yet. Then I was in the process of tying to win a monkey, which i was denied due to a lion. At the same time the good Dr. rescued a leopard from capativity. It was later that we discovered that this was, in fact, an Anal Leopard, as his butt is stuck in the air whenever you put him down feet first. So, that's his new name. The Anal Leopard. Then, whilst at the Red Rooster Antique Shop, i got her a gorilla. It is a vintage 1980 something gorilla. He has a name as well. You must always say this name with a bad british accent. His name is Cecil. He is: Cecil, the office gorilla. And then, we gained not one, but two things we thought were monkeys. Monkeys, being totally awesome, had to happen. First monkey, first try. No problems. Second monkey required me to spend about 4 dollars and break a 5 spot. It was worth it though. It was a mate to the first one. Well, upon further inspection, it was decided that they were, in fact, bears. So, we named the first one monkey. Full name: Bear Named Monkey. The second one has yet to be named. So it is just known as Baby Bear ******-Moore. At least for the time being.