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So last night we went to the Wexner Center's lecture series "Remembering Andy:
A Conversation with John Waters and Vincent Fremont".

Now even though I totally love John Waters, I can't say I've ever been a fan of Andy Warhol or his pop art and media work.

I especially never found much to impress from his hanger-ons like the "superstars". Disposable celebrity and glamour is just not my thing.

Groups of self-absorbed people, especially "artists" and creative "types" usually drive my FTL levels to the max. Actually, anything that smelled remotely of cult-like followings and personality worship just bore me.

Anyway, I wanted more of John Waters talking about everything and of course, this being an Andy Warhol lecture, it was more about the stuff I had zero interest in.

Sure there were a few amusing anecdotes but they tended to come from Waters' sometimes morbid thoughts on some of the Warhol hanger-ons than actually from any truly brilliant things regarding Warhol himself.

What was odd was the way the Wexner Center cut the thing off. There were several people waiting in line to ask questions at the mics and they just cut the thing off, almost in mid-question, and Waters and Fremont just walked off the stage. It was kind of awkward and if I had paid to get in I would have been extremely pissed.

Afterwards, Giga, Kelmeister, The Pickett, Sutekh, and Sutekh's J. ended up seeking out food at Bob Evans.

All in all, it was the 2nd Friday evening I've been out and social in a month.

And that is almost scary!

There's nothing quite like being awakened at midnight with massive amounts of thunder and lightning above your house.

There was godfight in the clouds last night and man was it intense.

As usual I'm not quite sure who won but of course, us mortals have to deal with the fallout.

The Clintonhood tornado sirens kicked off around 12:05 or so and lasted about 30 minutes.

While the rain was incredibly intense up this ways, the major rotating cell that triggered the tornado warnings was over downtown Cowtown and German Village to the south.

It was moving fast and you could almost coordinate what you saw out the windows with what The Dean of Central Ohio Weather was broadcasting. Within 30 minutes this major insane cell was already visiting Fairfield county so it was moving pretty damn fast.

It never stopped until 2 or maybe 3. It just kept raining with occasional thunder and lightning for what seemed like many hours.

There's supposedly a lot of flooding around due to the amount and intensity of the rain.

However there's no water in the basement at all. None even in the spot where it came in during winter.

Today was the annual Victorian Village Yard Sale.

It was pretty hot and sticky most of the day but thankfully it didn't rain at all.

There was a lot of walking traffic, but there was something missing this year.

I honestly forgot about it until just the other day. And with all the work I've been doing on the bedroom I wouldn't have had time to really plan it anyway.

As usual, we were set up at Pam and Paul's house. Mary Beth set up next door at Nancy's.

Neither we, nor Pam had much to sell really. However, a lot of it did go.

Giga sold the porch swing that came with the Domicile, the broken lawn mower sold for $10, and other miscellaneous shit.

One thing that I realized was that I really miss The Vee who used to do the sale with us.

The best news I read today!

Ding Ho Tastic!

On the advice of one Max Power, former roommate of Nala, several of us went to a restaurant we'd never had breakfast at over on the west side called the Breakfast Barn.

Giga and I, Max, Kelmeister's Husband, and of course Kelmeister herself all went.

Good stuff.

Damn good stuff.

Of course, I'm love a good steak and eggs and me and The Pickett both got them.

Drooltastic.

Of course, German Village Kaffe Haus will always hold the #1 place in my Saturday morning heart. But honestly, I could see us coming here again. I mean, it isn't much more of a drive for us coming from the Clintonhood than German Village is.

On the way home I had to get Dairy Queen.

And my chocolate-dipped vanilla cone looked way to much like a large black butt plug today.

Creepy.

Wow. I can't remember the last time we had sunlight. It seems like such a rare occurrence anymore.

Thankfully, yesterday's constant rain followed by snow ended up resulting in a surprisingly brisk, but full on sunny day today.

Tomorrow we'll have a tsunami and the rapture, followed by balls of fire on Saturday.

Dear Tefnut:

What's up with dumping so much moisture on the Cowlands for the past 4 months?

First we had a horribly windy and rainy December and January, then that awful 3" of rain in 6 hours earlier this month, followed immediately by 18" of blizzardtastic snow which melted and now followed by 2" of rain yesterday and supposedly 1-2 more inches of rain today?

And there's flood warnings all over the place here in the Greater and Lesser Cowlands.

What gives babe? Shu piss you off or something?

I haven't gone down into the under foyer room in the basement at The Domicile™ since I'm not in the mood to see water coming in again. However, I can't blind myself to the fact that it is seeping up through the slab near the sewer drain. I can see the moisture in the cracks.

The ground cannot handle more water right now.

We need a drying off spell.

And people' foundations need a rest. Who knows what bad craziness lurks for the Max Power basement? I shudder to think what is going on at The House of Love™ with as much water as we've had.

Dryness. We needs it.

With the vernal equinox fast approaching, and great Sol moving from Pisces to Aries in the heavens, you can almost taste Spring here in the Cowlands.

My back is still on/off bad. And with last weekend's shoveling it has been pretty much on the bad side.

I've been very depressed and mental the past few months and really have not been able to get back on a decent healthy diet or gym routine again.

Maybe with Ra lighting up the sky I may get out of this funk, get back to seriousness about living, and maybe get working on the house.

Winter.

You are almost over.

And I'll be very happy to tell you to eff off!

It still hasn't stopped snowing.

I went out again and tried to clear off all of the accumulation since Giga shoveled this morning.

My back has seen much better days. Ugh. When Giga shovels again later it should be a whole lot easier than if I hadn't done it.

The driveway alone was about 7-9 inches in places.

And the cars. Covered!

It has been snowing for a little under 24 hours. There have been a few lulls here and there but we've got at least 8" or so and it isn't supposed to stop until 5pm or so.

We may just end up with 10-12" total.

I shoveled for an hour yesterday and Giga shoveled this morning but every time you clear something more snow just comes in (or blows in dammit) to fill the space!

And Hoont Poop Zones? Ugh! Almost impossible to keep clear.

It is a sad sad thing when the snow is taller than your dog.

So Cowtown has experienced a lot of water this past winter season.

Now usually, we get a bit of snow, but on the whole winter here, at least for my past 19 years living here, has been a sullen grey damp and cold wasteland.

This year though?

So much rain and more rain.

And that's taken a huge toll on the basements of so many people I know.

I ran into A. next door and they've been getting water in their basement. They really live down there too.

Apparently the drainage tiles are shot even though I still see their sump pump dump water on the street.

And everybody's favorite Irishman Max Power? Water in the basement too.

There were tons of yards and alleys flooded around the Clintonhood so I'd imagine a lot more people got water too.

They had to.

It was badtastic.

Oy koledy!

First we had a 70 degree sunny day.

Then 1 day of massive 3" rainfall.

Now it is in the 20s and we currently have received about 2.5" of snow with another 3-6" expected over tonight and all day tomorrow.

I just spent the last hour shoveling the current snowfall and hopefully, by salting the walk and drive, it'll be easier to get the rest off or it'll just melt.

I remember fondly the excitement of finally getting a driveway to a garage.

Well... I kind of forgot how easy it was to shovel the House of Love's™ simple sidewalk.

Here at The Domicile, it is quite the pain in the ass.

Thankfully though, snow like we have today is a rarity in the Cowlands.

And no NalaMatka, I'm not regretting returning the holiday money you gave me to buy a snowblower.

Since the weather is so shitty it looks like I may just be shut-in and get the website redesigns implemented.

So it started sometime last night and has pretty much rained all day.

And it is supposed to keep on raining all night until we've had about 3 inches.

Not good.

I'm really surprised the usual areas in the back yard aren't full of standing water.

I can see the neighbors' back drive is somewhat underwater.

There are some parts of Clintonville that don't seem to be dealing with the water all that well either.

Sucks.

So the doorbell rang way late around 7:30pm last night.

Pretty much everybody knows not to call past 7 and we live so far away from most of the usual suspects that it is unlikely any of them would just pop up on a Tuesday night.

Giga answered it and it was K. from down the street.

We've been invited to a wine tasting party this weekend at their house down the street.

This is quite an awesome neighborhood we've moved into.

We're supposed to get ice and about 3" of snow tonight.

Giga shoveled a poop zone for The Hoont when he got home.

I know Cleveland was getting hit bad. My friend SpectroScott was let off at 2pm to go home.

Today is quite a weird morning in Clintonville.

It is warming up and for some strange reason we've got a San Francisco haze... albeit at 30 degrees!

I'm wondering if it is because the Domicile is really close to one of the ravines.

So in conversations with the NalaMatka today she mentioned that Toledo has a new hockey team.

Well... I haven't been keeping up with my Blade news lately and so I hadn't realized that the Toledo Storm had been renamed and will be back to play in 2009 in their new sports complex.

And renamed The Walleyes no less.

And for this displaced Toledoan, hearing that got my panties in a bunch.

Now if you aren't from Glass City or the North Coast of 'Murka, the term walleye will likely have absolutely no meaning whatsoever.

A walleye is a species of fish that is pivotal to Toledo and Lake Erie fishing.

The annual Walleye run down the Maumee River is major insanity for the area.

And after the river run, you'd likely catch a ton of walleye in the Maumee Bay and Lake Erie too. And you'd likely bring home some perch too and have a few run in with some of Number Six's nasty ass kin.

Fishing is very much a part of growing up on or near the Lake.

So really, a silly thing like naming a team with a mascot that is part of the fabric of the culture of your city is really brilliant and I've got to hand it to Toledo... this is great.

Perhaps if a certain large insurance company hadn't conned a certain central Ohio town into naming their NHL team the stupidly lame "Bluejackets", this wouldn't be one of the losingest teams in the NHL.

The Columbus Mad Cows.

It still has a perfect karmic resonance after all these years.

I can hear the "Moooooooooooooooooooo" chants across space and time from parallel Earths where the Mad Cows have won the Stanley Cup.

Oh Bluejackets... how strong you could have been.

There's nothing quite like walking out into a 5° morning.

What's funny is throughout most of yesterday, the snow melted on the streets and sidewalks but the moisture is kind of gone because the air is so cold.

There's that sharp and crisp nipple-hardening "thing" in the air but the moisture is just not to be found.

On the way in to work I heard we've got a Winter Warning crap starting today because of the predicted "wintry mix".

Did anyone catch the eclipse last night?

I was in bed almost asleep when the G came in and said something about something covering something but thought he was talking about fresh snow.

Of course, astronomy geek that I am, I rushed to the window (but did not throw open the sash since my balls would have frozen) and the earth's shadow was just about where it was in the picture (above).

Now I know, most people would be like, "yeah... big deal" and all but for me, such things are where gods dwell.

Most people on this planet prefer some form of invisible fearful magic daddy figure but I can find real true awesomeness right outside my window on a 5° night.

There's something spectacular when a 1.4122 × 10²⁷ cubic meter ball of fusing hydrogen can send light 149,597,871 kilometers over a 1,083,206,246,123,080,894,852 cubic meter oblate spheroid that then casts a shadow on a 2.1958 × 10¹⁰ cubic meter sphere that is 382,500 km away making it momentarily disappear from the sky!!! That's heavenly music there!!!

So anyway, I watched the shadow creep for a bit and then went back to bed knowing how small and insignificant I am in the scheme of things.

Long after our species is dead and long after everything we've physicaly achieved is dust, Luna will still be rotating around Terra which will be rotating around Sol and we'll be just a tiny minor blip in it all.

I'm almost kinda hoping I can stay awake long enough to get a glimpse of tonight's lunar eclipse.

Then again, it is so overcast here right now who knows what it'll be like at 10pm over Cowtown.

So a lot of the long distance employees seem to be calling off today.

Obviously the roads are bad but I didn't think it was anything to close school over or get worked up about.

Growing up in Glass City in the 1970s and 1980s gave me a basic understanding of frozen precipitates that these central and southern Cowlanders just don't get.

Yes. We had snow days then.

However, if memory still serves me, me had snow days for definite 4+ inches and low visibility.

Here? You get a light dusting of snow... a dandruff so to speak... and they call off.

It really is laughable sometimes.

Some of my coworkers though drive, on a good day, an hour or so to work so these kinds of slightly icy/snowy days always throw wrenches into their lives.

And on top of now being short staffed, I was prepping disposal pallets of old network printers and took a nice slice out of my right hand little finger pad. Not a cut mind you... but shearing off of a good chunk of epidermis.

And of course, my back still hurts.

I swear I'm not at 4 days a week where I feel ok and 3 where I feel like to total shit.

I suppose feeling adequate more than 50% of the time is something I should be happy with.

But now... I'm gonna have to wear a vinyl glove to scrub and clean tonight.

While I usually wear vinyl or latex gloves to paint, I prefer to not do so when I clean.

Oh well.

Such is my Nalalife.

So I knew I wasn't going to make it to the gym around 1am when I woke up to my back hurting but I never expected to wake up at 5:30 to this...

Damn!

Some days it is 60.

Others it is 8.

Most days it is rain.

Some surprisingly snow.

Oh Cowlands... what surprises you have in store...

And then it snowed.

And then it snowed some more.

And then it snowed some more even.

Snow sucks the balls nasty!

Spill of doggie bones in North Toledo no treat for trucker (Blade)

About 8:50 a.m. yesterday, a tractor trailer... was turning from eastbound Expressway Drive South to northbound Stickney. The top of the trailer struck two pillars of the I-75 overpass, tearing open part of the roof.

Out spilled part of its dog-friendly cargo — 36,000 pounds of Milk Bones and other doggie treats.

Man, woman die in apparent murder-suicide (Dispatch)

A man and a woman were found shot to death last night in a University District house, the apparent victims of a murder-suicide, police said.

The victims were identified as Danielle Latif, 23, of Reynoldsburg, and Richard L. Crosby, 25, who was said to be Latif's ex-boyfriend. The bodies were discovered in a duplex at 2613 Medary Ave. where Crosby lived. The house is in the northern end of the University District, just south of Clintonville and between Duncan and Hudson streets.

Why am I sharing?

I really don't know.

So I came out this morning at 4:45am to find it raining and generally shitastic!

I got in the car and noticed a soggy note under my windshield wiper.

Apparently, somebody hit my driver side mirror once again, but this time the guy at least had the courtesy to leave a f'n note!

Now the mirror was already broke and hanging off the car. I've sworn an oath to not have it repaired until I get the hell out of that neighborhood.

If it had been repaired this would have been the 4th time my car was hit/vandalized on the street.

Just great.

At least he left a courtesy note.

Few would have.

So I'm on my way back to from from the daily lunch time poop'n of The Hoont and I managed to see some of the most awesome locals in the wild.

In less than 2 minutes I saw a strange apparently flamingly gay early 20s black gay man with a paper crown on his head prancing down Hudson St., a 300+ pound woman consuming an entire bucket of KFC while waiting on the bus near Dodridge, and a guy that looked suspiciously like Randy "Macho Man" Savage having an argument with someone on a pay phone.

The thing is, this kind of shit is totally normal for when I visit the Tenderloin and all but I never see this much local action in 2 minutes here in Clintonville!

What a crappy holiday.

It was really overcast all morning and at least we made it through the Doo Dah Parade and most of the cook out before the torrential downpour began.

And man oh man did it rain.

Super mega bad craziness.

Anyway, Doo Dah was fun!

Nala's 2007 Doo Dah Flickr Gallery

So with the arrival of the first week of June comes the Victorian Village Yard Sale and as always, I found myself down at P & K's house but without anything for me to sell.

That was actually a nice change of pace.

The Fabulous Jen and the Baby T. showed up and he liked my hat.

He's getting so big and he's only 8 months old!

Mary Beth stopped by and found some plastic crack for me. She found a RID Optimus Primal and an Armada Demolisher for 10 cents! Of course, I already have them.

The one thing that wasn't as fun was the lack of The Vee. I realized the past few years of the Vee doing the yard sale added a lot of fun.

Don't forget... if you are the the vicinity of Cowtown tomorrow, Sunday, April 29 is the Columbus Toy and Comic Show at Vet's Memorial from 10am to 4pm.

Join Nala and Giga and their geek loser friends for excitement and plastic deals aplenty!

Who knows... you may be the first winner in Nala's new "Unlucky Draw" contest!

*Note: Pic is from last year with a stinky sweaty Giga!

Wow! The weather has gone from overcast to downright windy and threatening a downpour.

Rain still sends chills into me.

I know I did the best I could on the basement and all but I have such a horribly instilled sense of fear now when it rains.

That's what that damn basement has done to me over these years.

There's something very very wrong when the temperature in the central Cowlands at 4:50am on March 28 is 63 degrees!!!

That's not healthy.

Not healthy at all!

And...

The magnolia has started blooming.

It is starting about 2 weeks earlier than previous years.

So I walked out to go to the gym and at 4:45am it was 35°s out.

It is like a heat wave here in the Cowlands!

What sucks is that all this snow and ice is going to melt and it has to go somewhere.

I checked all around the basement and so far the main rooms that I redid all last summer are sound.

I dread what the room under the porch will look like when the ground can't absorb any more water. It is going to totally suck balls.

I'm getting close to being able to start on that room as soon as I can get the comics out of the basement.

*sigh*

Back from Glass City.

Last night it apparently snowed a helluva lot.

When the Meisters left last night after dropping me back home I never thought I'd wake up this morning to snow all over.

And a whole lot of it.

There's the shoveling of a Hoont Pooping Path in my future.

Ugh.

And of course, the Beetle and truck are totally snowed in.

Balls nastiness.

Oh. I so love the ghetto I live in.

Let me tell you about the fun from last night.

It started innocently enough with Giga hitting mute on the TV thinking he heard something outside and ended up with a gunshot and a dead dog.

The best I can say based on what I saw is what looked like "wigger warfare".

After the TV was muted, I looked out the windows to see a van stopped in the street and essentially a wigger boy with a pipe-like object doing a fighting dance around some other guy. They were back and forth in each other's faces. There was a black dog running around the fight.

This went on for about 5 minutes or so.

I never actually saw a punch thrown, just a lot of verbal sparring and threatening wigger posing.

As I was on the phone with the cops, we saw a patrol car blaze down the one street and then another one came speeding the wrong-way down The Street of Love.

A minute later a gunshot rang out.

Fun. Lot'sa fun here.

Since it was now farther down the street I couldn't make much out so I took some trash out and then went over to Chloe's Dad and Hawk's Mom's place on the other side of the street to see what they knew.

Apparently, the guy with the pipe (and the van) was delivering those local bagged advertz. He and the guy with the dog have been going at it for some time and they were delivering the adverts next door when the guy with the dog attacked him. That'd be when Giga hit mute.

The verbal sparring that I saw obviously has been something going on for some time.

The gunshot was the cops shooting the pitbull I saw.

They arrested the guy with the dog and cordoned off the the streets with tape.

I really don't know what happened after that.

The police cars blocked the street for hours after that. I'd imagine it was standard procedure since a weapon was discharged.

I thought about videotaping some of it but figured that would be pointless.

It would just serve as a visual reminder of how much I love the ghetto here.

What can only be the precursor to the snow storm that has hit Kansas and is moving to the Central Cowlands.

I can actually feel the wind whipping across the glass windows of my office and the rain is just bashing the hell out of the glass.

Not fun.

Hopefully the sleet, ice, and snow will go north of us but personally I think we could be totally screwed.

I wish I would have gotten the Silence of the Lambs room waterproofed.

Rome Season 2 starts up this January.

Waiting. Patiently.

So last night Lori, Ryan, Giga, Katherine, Katherine's bf, someone I don't know, and myself had a meatloaf and miscellaneous casserole dinner over the Lori's before heading over to The Schott to see Jon Stewart and several people from The Daily Show.

The Daily Show is taping from Cowtown at OSU this week and the whatever they call the modern version of SEC (Student Events Committee that I served on) gave out several thousand tickets for a forum-type setting.

It was ok. The Dean of Arts who "moderated" it was just awful there were moments where you could tell she wasn't comfortable with the humor.

Duh!

They should have found someone with a performance background in radio, stage, or broadcasting to host it.

Anyway. It was OK.

I was probably one of the oldest people there along with the cast on stage. If there's one thing to make you feel old is several thousand late teen/early 20somethings to make you realize you realize you are in your 30s with 30something sensibilities now.

Too bad we aren't going to an episode taping. That would be great.

And I wanted more Samantha Bee!

So I spent the weekend in the eastern outer Cowlands at a pumpkin festival.

More on this tomorrow.

However, here's the photos.

Autumn has definitely arrived in the Cowlands.

Recent mornings have been in the brisk 50s and that "summer vibe" in the sunlight has disappeared.

The sun has even started to set earlier which just portends that autumn has indeed arrived.

I much prefer autumn to summer so no complaints here.

Of course, this just means a switch from high electic bills (due to the a/c) to high gas bills (due to the furnace).

I so miss Scary Korean Restaurant!

I could so go for that spicy pork and kimchee and tofu dish right now.

Hmmm. I thought this week was the Bville Pumpkin Show and/or Festival (Cowtown villages fight over these things) but I'm apparently off by a couple of weeks.

That means I can devote quality time to prepping Phase V in the basement this weekend!

Woot!

So Cowtown gets all kinds of craziness going on with Ohio State and the exciting fun that is its football program.

Recent drama with OSU's ex-running back Maurice Clarett has been insane. He's sued the NFL. I think he's sued OSU.

And now...

Clarett reportedly has ties to Israeli mobster.

Never a boring day here in the Cowlands.

Nope.

Oh. And Haley Joel Osment had an accident due to being way mega drunk and also in possession of drugs.

Wacky 18-year-olds.

"I see jail time."

Ohio No. 1 -- in job losses (Beacon Journal)

The 217,000 jobs that vanished from all of Ohio's goods-producing industries between 1997 and last year -- along with their $9.3 billion in average annual wages -- were the biggest losses of any state in the nation. The state's 15.7 percent decline in total average annual wages also ranked Ohio dead last.

Job loses aren't the only measure of Ohio's economic woes.

The state's gross state product generated by its goods-producing industries -- manufacturing, construction, farming, mining and other natural resources -- fell by nearly $9 billion from 1997 to 2004, again the biggest drop of any state.

I mean... when you are at the bottom you can't go anywhere but up.

Of course, we've got two useless political dregs running for governor. One will most likely prove ineffectual and the other is a text-book neo-Con douche without an original thought to his name.

It'd be so awesome if Ohio collapsed to like the 51st state in something wouldn't it!!!

But hey. No more Ohio bashing here.

I mean, I'm proud of my state that is shaped like a pair of men's briefs.

I really figured that Giga would be back by now. I waited until 7 to see if he wanted to go to dinner but alas, I left, then ate, then shopped, then came back and he still has not returned to the House of Love.

Giant Eagle was out of packaged sushi so I was stuck.

Unfortunately, I just ended up having to go to. Mediocre China Buffet and had a mediocre chinerican meal. Ugh!

The specialty tonight were rare Chinese breaded deep fried cheese sticks.

You could practically feel someone's nai nai slaving over a hot deep fryer in the kitchen, carefully mixing the special ancient ingredients for this delicacy.

Arghhhhh!

It is pouring rain.

Hopefully it won't last long since I don't need my basement wet.

I wanted to start cleaning up the room under the porch on Sunday and I don't need any basement-water-related depression to demotivate me.

What's even crazier is that I'm in my new office and since I have windows on 2 sides I get hit and pelted with tons of rain and wind.

Bad craziness.

Oh. And I feel so fat I could scream. I'm not doing well mentally with this water gain.

*sigh*

So today is the vernal equinox here in the US, so that means it is the first day of Spring. And here in the Cowlands we are preparing for what is being called a major winter storm.

Well winter storms can suck by big Polish balls!!!

The Cowlands has Severe Winter Storm Warning action from 11pm tonight until 7pm tomorrow. We've got freezing rain, sleet, and 3-5 inches of snow on the horizon waiting to make my birthday tomorrow a total miserable mess! Grrrrr!!!

I hate snow. I hate freezing rain. And to have it all end up being dumped on Cowtown on March 21 is not something I asked for when I gave out birthday wish lists!

Ok. Yes I'm happy the rain has stopped.

But did Cowtown need a layer of snow over everything in the middle of March?

Really now.

So the Cowlands is being hit by snow flurries, obviously making up for not dumping the blizzard on us like New York and New England got.

And I think the current state can be summed up with something I read over on Trixter's site: Primus-forsaken snow-covered bloody wastelands!

Yup. That's my Cowtown!

Clarett makes 1st appearance in court on robbery charges (Blade)

Man it must suck to have had such potential, even if it was at something like running and catching ball, and see it totally and utterly collapse.

As a college freshman, Mr. Clarett scored the winning, overtime touchdown in Ohio State's 2003 Fiesta Bowl national championship game over the University of Miami (Fla.). He then tried unsuccessfully to jump directly into the National Football League draft, a move blocked by the courts at so early a stage in his college career.

Amid allegations of special treatment and NCAA investigations, he never returned to the team or the school. He was eventually drafted last year by the Denver Broncos, but he was cut from the team without playing a regular season game.

Ohio State head coach Jim Tressel said Sunday he had talked with Mr. Clarett about a move to NFL Europe.

There's an NFL Europe???

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I still find it vaguely creepy that I took communion for 3 years from this priest when I was a christian of the worshipper of cathol variety.

I mean communion is creepy enough let alone having a possible murdering priest's fingers near your mouth.

These days, if I'm going to have a priest's fingers in my mouth, I at least expect a bj or a Black Fire Convoy or something.

Just in case you were worried, The Greater Cowlands has now adopted stricter egg nog rules.

If state oversight is needed to ensure that the nog industry complies I am sure that Max Power will take on this new solemn duty of Nog Inspector.

And then I read...

Heavy snow warnings and snow advisories are in effect from late this afternoon through the overnight across most of ohio with a winter weather advisory in place for the southeast where snow is expected to mix with freezing rain and sleet... Still, generally 3-5 inches of snow is on the way for most of Ohio...

And the wave of Cowland depression hits me again like it always does at this time of year.

And we've been waiting for a bit of warmer weather to get the storm windows in the back addition.

Grrr...

The House of Love is freezing!

And if you think that could be bad you should feel what it is like up here in the Attic of Love!!!

I HATE WINTER!

Went out to eat with Kelmeister, Mr. Pickles, and Max tonight at the Ding Ho, Cowtown's oldest Chinese restaurant.

I love the Ding Ho.

It is old school Chinerican cooking with a lot of pre-Nixon era Cantonese-style dishes that are hard to find on any of the modern types of Chinese restuarants.

The Ding Ho was built in the 50s and much of the decor is still from that era. Look at that faux brick. Brilliant!

On the way home I snagged some new crack at the West Broad WeBeToys but they didn't have much.

Ok. The snow can melt and be gone any time now.

Our first appreciable snowfall of the year here in the Central Cowlands and I'm already totally fucking sick of it.

I really hate winter. I so really really hate winter.

So today is Election Day here in the Cowlands. I'll be heading to vote at lunch time.

Channel 10 did a whole thing this morning on all the new touch-screen units that are popping up but not a single thing was mentioned about all of the potential (and quite probable) fraud that can happen with these units. It was all "rah rah rah touch-screens are great" and all.

Total bullshit.

Just keep feeding the illusion beast people. The French have been doing it really well with their immigration situation these past 30 years and they are now realizing their illusion beast is crumbling too.

Anyhoo, on today's ballot we have a bunch of issues being sold together as a package about reforming the way elections are done. It is all smoke and mirrors with very little substance. Though I wouldn't mind seeing vermin taken out of the voting-control picture for the manipulations done in 2004. No doubt he'll find ways to manipulate 2006 so he can fuck the Cowlands over even more than he and the other whores have fucked it over the past 10 years. You can have your Republicans and Democrats. They are fall fucking worthless.

You can tell it is all worthless when everything is now distilled into 2 choices. Essentially the Republican whores are against these changes because it would affect their ability to manipulate elections in the future and the Democrat victims are for it because they are spineless useless bastards with little to run on other than not being Republican whores.

A great situation for the State of Ohio really. And Ohioans (and of course people all across this country) are all to blame.

And it is funny how practically on every single city and state issue it all just goes along party lines with Republican whores on one side and Democrat victims on the other.

Not a fucking original thought amongst the bunch. All utterly useless.

In a state with this many people, and in a country of millions, it is amazing how our vermin political masters have managed over the past 30 years to eliminate discussion and any deep critical thought on most things and distill everything down to us vs. them on every single issue and topic.

America is truly dead. Love live Murika.

See. I'm going to vote even though I know it is utterly pointless and useless.

I am merely one of the rabble.