I dreamed about this game

Siiiiggghhhh…

A friend of mine was shocked to discover that I wasn’t watching the show “Homeland” and insisted I begin at once. And so I did, last night. So far, I dig it. But I’m slightly uncomfortable that I feel a bit of kindred association with the protagonist Carrie. Because she seems troubled and — just a guess — I feel it’s only going to get worse. But I suppose I shouldn’t worry too much. I’m sure every guy that loves Batman doesn’t relate to his mental health problems. Anyway, good show. I’ve regretted for many years that I didn’t immediately identify intelligence work as a proper career path. Ah well.

Speaking of, what gives with our new approach to Iran? I mean, I’m sure whatever we might be getting out of it has to do with money and power (to oversimplify) but what are we really gaining from empowering Iran economically, which is ultimately what this is about. Because if it’s the whole “help me out and I’ll pay you back later. With interest.” thing, this administration — and indeed the American liberal writ large — doesn’t understand that this is almost always a scam and they end up bailing out in defeat when the payoff never comes. The microcosm is our political system of pork and paybacks, and the macrocosm is whatever is happening with Iran. I mean, this is what everyone publicly says they want. But what’s the long game? Because it looks to me to be an alliance of some kind to, what?, give some backing to the arm of al Qaeda we think are the good guys? Could it really just be, as the Fox piece alleges, about hubris and leaving a legacy? Wouldn’t be shocking but do we have to let Iran have the nuke to do it? Man. Pops thinks Israel will quietly go about doing what it needs to do. And that means taking out the leadership. Of course, Israel may have had nothing to do with that but, as Pops says, “If I were a leader in Iran right now, I’d be really worried.” Yeah.

I was going to talk about the selfie at the memorial service for Nelson Mandela but…I just can’t bring myself to write about it. Read this instead. And then this. And then let it sink in that the representative of this nation — and the face of the legislation in the latter piece — likes to take selfies of himself at funerals. Most teenagers I know wouldn’t even do that.

But at least we’re still developing things to protect us. I know drones make us all uncomfortable — especially in the hands of someone who might think they’re nothing more than remote controlled children’s toys — but you have to admit the technology is astounding.

This is going to be one of those films that you won’t want to see. But you probably should. His line about seeing that look in someone’s eyes, the look that says they want to kill you, is haunting.

I actually live in fear that someone will someday really take issue with my tendency to never edit and absolute, almost pathological, aversion to commas, and dress me down like this. But then, there is a certain kind of laziness that comes with being a child of privilege that I will never accomplish. Because when you never have to worry how your hair extensions are going to be paid for, you relax and the criticism is just oh so much jealousy, right? (And apologies to Pops, who actually kept us all in cars and college educations. Of course we were no paupers. But this is a level of entitlement that is truly foreign.)

I’d rather, of course, be lumped in with writers like this.

First Amendment stuff is heating back up again as we head into the election season and the IRS continues to have to justify its existence. Go ahead and inform yourselves.

Bawdy and inappropriate has its place, sure. Love a good dirty joke. But this is generally right on in my opinion. As my mom always says, it’s what you don’t see that’s sexy. Imagination is your friend.

This is a cool look, from the racer-front tank top to the arm bracelet. Stop acting like you don’t care…

Robot ice!

Sometimes I get the urge to say something very similar to what Reuben says to Lisa here. I stop myself all the time. It never fails to confound me that people think I simply always just let everything I think pour out indiscriminately. If you only knew how much I hold back.

So basically, the SEC has forgotten how to play defense. It was incredible…two teams just running back and forth, no stops, a few turnovers, maybe an interception. Targeting rule or something else?

Cool…everyone really should pick up some coding skills in my opinion. It’s like knowing how to do a little wiring or fix a hot water heater. It will become a household skill at sometime in the future, I’m pretty sure.

Looking forward to playing some pool this weekend at a friend’s birthday party. I haven’t played in a while and I used to play several times a week. My brother Daniel taught me some tricks and I actually used to win money and everything. Last time I played was here in DC, maybe a year ago? I did have the satisfaction of beating a guy who has a deep affection for making me cry. So that was a good. We’ll see how Saturday goes. In honor of, here’s one reason I sort of fell in love with the game in college. I wanted to meet Fast Eddie Felson and have his babies.