5/29/2008

A Brief Soft Shell Encounter

Filed under: — peter @ 8:48 am

Howdy folks, it’s me, a soft shell taco.

Don’t feel threatened by me. I’m just a plain ol’ flour tortilla, some meat, tomatoes, lettuce, and cheese. I’m pretty basic, but there’s nothing wrong with that!

There probably isn’t anybody who would list me as their favorite food, but that doesn’t really bother me. I figure my strength lies in my broad appeal. I’m like the Robert Urich of food.

Also, in case you didn’t know, I’m vaguely ethnic.

Anyway, you can go ahead and eat me now. (I know, it sounds wierd, doesn’t it?)

Seriously though, it’s time to end this. I can’t keep up this facade any longer.

Eat me.

Do this. I hate myself. Just eat me, then go home, crap me out, and don’t ever give me another thought.

I wish I was crunchy…

5/28/2008

Adolf Hitler, by John Toland

Filed under: — peter @ 8:15 am

This weekend I finished up Adolf Hitler, the hefty, authoritative biography by John Toland.

It was published in 1978, at a time when many of the book’s major figures were still alive to be interviewed (the ones who hadn’t killed themselves, at least). As one might expect, the material was dense, dark, and disturbing.

A few items of note from the text:

-Hitler’s father Alois was born illegitimate, a heavy social stigma in those days. Until well into adulthood, he went by his mother’s name as Alois Schicklgruber, before later adopting his stepfather’s surname Hitler. This is noteworthy for two reasons - one, it would provide fodder for lingering rumors (still unsubstantiated) that Hitler had Jewish ancestry; and two, Hitler is probably lucky that his father was allowed to adopt a new name, as “Heil Schicklgruber!” doesn’t have the same ring to it.

-As a child, Hitler was regularly beaten by his father, and spoiled by his doting mother, which played no small part in the creation of his violent, narcissistic personality.

-As a teen, Hitler had fun, fun, fun till his daddy took the T-Bird away.

-It is believed that Hitler could count to a million.

-Many found Adolf Hitler to be a lazy, somewhat disagreeable youth. Though gifted, he showed little interest in others, and when conversational topics failed to involve or interest him, he grew sullen and detached. Throughout his life, his closest friends were those who indulged Hitler’s sense of his own genius by listening to him expound at length on topics of choice. (Incidentally, an interesting exception to this was during the final few years of his life, when Hitler seemed to enjoy disputes with military generals willing to forcefully defend their point of view, rather than offer meek objections.)

-Hitler composed the hit song “Under the Sea” for Disney’s animated feature The Little Mermaid.

-George W. Bush is exactly like Hitler.

-Hitler’s mother died of cancer when he was 18. In her final stages, she was cared for by a Jewish doctor who went to great lengths to save her. Hitler showed extraordinary tenderness toward this man for years. His mother’s death instilled in Hitler a lifelong fear of cancer - he seemed to spend his adult days in the constant belief that he had only a few years left before cancer would kill him.

-Hitler was a vegetarian, animal loving, neat-freak, like my wife Bridgette. Unlike my wife, however, he was responsible for the deaths of tens of millions of people. Everybody’s different.

-As a young man, Hitler displayed no unusual level of anti-semitism for a person of that day and age. He later traced his virulent anti-semitism back to his days as a teen in Vienna, though there is little evidence to corroborate this. Instead, it appears that his racist attitudes can be traced to the bitter end of World War I, and the German capitulation and collapse that he blamed on leftist Jewish politics.

-Hitler loved studying architecture. He also loved nachos, as long as they weren’t Jewish nachos.

-Hitler seems to have lived a largely asexual adult life. He had no romantic relationships to speak of as a young man (save for the odd encounter with a prostitute, which some scholars speculate left him with unchecked syphillis leading to his eventual dementia), and later seems to have only half-heartedly involved himself with a mistress here and there. Of course, he eventually married his longtime mistress Eva Braun two days before killing himself, so that ended well.

-One time, Hitler bumped into Indiana Jones (who was dressed as a Nazi), and he autographed Indy’s grail diary without realizing what it was.

-During his final weeks in his bunker underneath Berlin, Hitler liked to spend his days being racist playing Skip-Bo.

-It is believed that Hitler’s last words were, “Who ate all the beef jerky? Seriously you guys, I was saving that!”

5/27/2008

Reviewing the Love Boat, 31 Years On

Filed under: — peter @ 9:34 am

Over the holiday weekend, Bridgette and I relaxed and watched a couple episodes of The Love Boat on DVD, courtesy of Netflix, the internet, the United States Postal Service, and money.

It’s a good show, I guess, if you enjoy total crap.

After reflecting on a few 1977 episodes of the show, I was bothered by a great number of the show’s themes…

Did Isaac Washington, the affable bartender, have Downs Syndrome? It sure seemed like he did. Either that, or he was hoping to smile away America’s history of racism.

Adam Bricker, the ship’s leathery medical doctor, seemed to spend his days passing out pills to near-total strangers and carousing with women half his age. Nice gig if you can get it, I suppose.

Captain Stubing, with his blue-blooded Northeastern accent and hifalutin charms, was like if Franklin D. Roosevelt were physically robust, yet completely innocuous. He regularly wandered into scenes, made a droll comment or two, and smiled unnaturally before trolling away. Didn’t this guy have a job to do?

Furthermore, he dressed like he had just strolled in from a leisurely game of badminton, blithely unaware that his pansy white shorts utterly undermined his authority as ship’s captain.

On the plus side, however, the show’s laugh track is totally convincing.

5/23/2008

Current Events Recap

Filed under: — peter @ 9:16 am

Have you guys been following current events lately?

Earthquakes in Myanmar, shark attacks in Oklahoma, and delegate-rape in Michigan! My, what a world we live in!

Reverend Wright? More like Reverend Wrong! :) :) ;) (P.S. I didn’t think of that on my own, I heard somebody else say it and I thought it was “Wright” on!)

(P.P.S. I did think of the “Wright on” thing myself, though!)

Normally I don’t read the A section of the newspaper. I prefer sticking with The Family Circus. Sometimes all the headlines these days are enough to make your head spin! Chinese-funded atrocities in Sudan? No thank you! I’d rather follow the route of little Jeffy’s mischief! He gets around more than shi’ite Iraqi militia leader Muqtada al-Sadr!

He's a grown-up Jeffy!

Seriously though, I think we should kill him and end that nonsense over there. I am opposed to the war these days, because I don’t like it.

You know what else I don’t like? Fiddle Faddle. It just doesn’t taste good to me.

Yuck!

And that’s the news from my “straight talk express”!

5/22/2008

A Great New Offer From Chase Bank

Filed under: — peter @ 9:06 am

Did you know that by signing up for a new Chase Platinum Mastercard, you pay no interest for 15 months? Did you know that (for a limited time) in addition to there being no annual fee, there is also no balance transfer fee?

I know all of these things. How, you might ask, am I aware of these amazing facts?

Because Chase has taken it upon themselves to send me 12 envelopes in the last three months informing me of their wonderful offer!

The actual number of envelopes received in 2008 is probably closer to 16 or 17, but it took a while for my annoyance to churn over into curiosity as to how many I could collect while they keep showing up once a week. Well, by the twelfth week of collecting, my bemused curiosity has transformed back to a hearty, old-fashioned rage against the corporate machine. What in the hell is going on here? How can I stop this wasteful insanity?

At the very least, when they send me new offers, could they have the courtesy to add, “In case you haven’t gotten our last 11 offers that we dutifully sent out once a week…”

What do I do with all this junk mail? It seems anti-climactic to just toss them in the garbage. Do I mail them back to Chase? Should I construct an elaborate fort with them in our sunroom? Do I use them as kindling to set my neighbor’s garage on fire? Seriously you guys, I need some direction here.

Anyway, long story short, I got Bridgette and I three new credit cards.

5/21/2008

Pointlessly Piling On

Filed under: — peter @ 10:19 am

You know what was a good movie, and in no way a cynical miscalculation?

Dick Tracy.

Perfection.

You remember how a distant 1930’s comic book hero that nobody under the age of 50 was familiar with was resurrected for a big-budgeted 1990 film aimed at adolescents? Do you remember how the film starred Warren Beatty, whose name just screams “teen box office attraction”?

Do you remember how the film wasted a phenominally weird performance by Al Pacino by having him act opposite extras from the Star Wars cantina scene?

Do you remember how Dustin Hoffman helped out his buddy Warren Beatty by doing a cameo as the gangster Mumbles, who speaks in a slurred mutter, which is apparently different than how Dustin Hoffman usually talks?

Do you remember how rapt attention was paid to the movie’s celebrated color palette inspired by the 30’s comics while apparently no note was given to the fact that the movie was a joyless exercise to begin with?

Do you remember how the film prominently featured Madonna, whose presence has never benefitted a single film in the history of cinema?

I remember all of these things. I’ve probably thought about the Dick Tracy movie every day for the past 18 years. I watch it in its entireity every weekend.

On an unrelated note, my priorities are completely in order.