Archive for June, 2006

Oh, Happy Day

June 8, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

Things I am not so enamored with right now:

  • Work deadlines that interfere with my vacation plans
    Dad: Is that work?
    Me: Yes.

    ten minutes later

    Mom: Are you working?
    Me: Yes.
    Mom: Doesn’t look like vacation to me.
    Me: Doesn’t feel like vacation either.

  • Sinuses that feel like, given the right barometric pressure conditions, they might actually come shooting out of my face.
  • Corollary: Grocery store that is out of the generic, non-methamphetamine producing version of Sudafed, leaving my choice as a consumer to (a) spend a lot of money on the brand name version or (b) go sign my name to a piece of paper pledging that, yes, really, I will consume these drugs in their current state and not accidentally set the kitchen on fire while trying to distill the Sudafed into its finer form.
  • Other corollary: brain that cannot possibly hold onto a single thought for more than two seconds. Makes knocking out the work thing oh so easy.
  • Random, smarmy man at O’Hare who was insulted when I told him he wasn’t my perfect man. Dude, twenty minutes of conversation, did you honestly think I would reach a different conclusion?
  • Chicago traffic, which dictates that we leave at 6:30 this morning to get there by 9/9:30. That light at the end of the tunnel had better be attached to a Starbucks, is all I’m sayin’.

Things I am genuinely happy about:

  • Tan in a bottle. It works! Without making you look stupid!
  • Going to Chicago to see King Tut. And Steve. But mostly a dead Egyptian guy and his stuff.
  • The U.S. Senate, which once again earned its title as our more deliberative legislative body.
  • Knowing I can sleep in tomorrow. Hurrah!
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You Know, I’m So Sick of Congress I Could Vomit

June 5, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

Yes, all of this has been said before, and probably more eloquently than I can put it. But this is my bully pulpit and I intend to use it! Besides, writing about it makes me less likely to YELL AT C-SPAN, thereby scaring the bejesus out of my coworker. I’m nice like that.

Stop. Just stop. Enough with the gay bashing already; I’m sick of hearing it. Putting down other people just because they aren’t like you won’t work for you now anymore than it did in high school. (Oh wait…)

Seriously, you all need to get over yourselves.

First, marriage is — and always has been in this country — a secular institution. Marriage, whether conducted in a courthouse or a church, confers upon the parties certain legal and property rights. You know that “by the power vested in me by God and the State of New York, I now pronounce you husband and wife” part? Read that line again. THE STATE OF NEW YORK grants the minister power to declare two people married, in the eyes of the government.

Marriages are not universally recognized between church and state. My church, for example, does not recognize a marriage performed by anyone other than a Catholic priest. That’s its prerogative. Similarly, not all marriages performed by religious groups are recognized by the state. (See: Polygamy.) No church should be forced to recognize a marriage between two men or two women, if it conflicts with church teachings. But that’s not what most church leaders are concerned about. They know it’ll never happen.

No, what many church leaders are concerned about is the so-called sanctity of marriage. Perhaps we should review what Jesus had to say about marriage:

“It was also said, ‘Whoever divorces his wife must give her a bill of divorce.’

But I say to you, whoever divorces his wife (unless the marriage is unlawful) causes her to commit adultery, and whoever marries a divorced woman commits adultery. (Matthew 5:31-32)

Seems pretty clear to me. Divorce, bad. Adultery, bad. You want to protect the sanctity of my marriage? You want to bring morals to our amoral society? Let’s start enacting new and enforcing existing adultery statutes. The gay married couple next door isn’t a threat to the sanctity of my marriage; the hussy down the street is. [Editor's note: Not that there's anything wrong with being a hussy. I love hussies. Can't get enough of them. People should feel free to be hussies. Just don't act like one openly, don't tell people you are one, don't live down the street from me, and for Pete's sake, don't go looking for special treatment, like being able to love/have sex with/marry whomever you want.]

Finally, a Constitutional amendment to ban gay marriage is nothing short of legislating bigotry. It’s bad enough that church leaders are willing to rely on shaky biblical evidence, theological hypocrisy, and blatant double standards (Divorce is ok! Adultery, pshaw! But NO GAY MARRIAGE - God said so!) but the worst part of this episode is the bigotry embodied in the proposed amendment. Of course, there is the obvious bigotry of preventing gays from enjoying certain legal rights that the rest of us can avail ourselves of. But more sinister is the underlying argument that what this country needs is moral values — CHRISTIAN values. This is insulting to anyone who does not subscribe to Christian doctrine (some 20% of the U.S. population, according to an ARIS study).

And, quite frankly, it’s insulting to me as a Christian. In promoting this kind of bigotry, we are being judgy, not welcoming.

The tax collectors and sinners were all drawing near to listen to Him, but the Pharisees and scribes began to complain, saying, “This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.” (Luke 15:1-2)

We are not recognizing the love that God bestows on all of us — the same love that should be embodied in a strong marriage.

Beloved, let us love one another, because love is of God; everyone who loves is begotten by God and knows God. Whoever is without love does not know God, for God is love. (1 John:7-8)

And we are certainly not loving one another in the way in which we were called to.

When the Pharisees heard that He had silenced the Sadducees, they gathered together, and one of them [a scholar of the law] tested him by asking,

“Teacher, which commandment in the law is the greatest?”

He said to him, “You shall love the Lord, your God, with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the greatest and the first commandment. The second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. The whole law and the prophets depend on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:34-40)

The theological question? That’s for churches to decide. The legal question? That’s for policymakers and the courts to decide. But you have a decision to make, too. Are you going to remain silent, tacitly agreeing with those who are vocal and powerful? Or are you going to work for justice and give voice to the persecuted?

Posted by Daily Tragedies | 3:38 pm | 4 Comments  

It’s Eleven O’Clock. Do You Know Where Your Children Are?

June 2, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

At work! Of course!

Yes, people, AT WORK. And I probably will be for the next four hours, at which time I need to run home, throw some clothes in a suitcase for my weekend in LA and get myself to the airport for a 6:00 am flight. Good thing I’m all prepared ‘n shit…I know exactly…um, what the weather’s going to be like? Still need to locate a bathing suit or two. And the rest of whatever else I’m bringing. Good times. (Where are the Packing Fairies when I need them???)

I will not freak out. I will not freak out. I will not freak out.

Anyway, for your viewing pleasure, I present to you…New Hair!

(I already know who among you will hate it. Ahem. Gentlemen. Yes, I am looking at you. But the rest of you should feel free to rave about it.)

(It occurs to me that it doesn’t look that different from the pic in the bio corner, but trust me, it is. Also, it’s considerably different from earlier this week, as you can see.)

(My god! I have more pictures of me on here this week than on my stupid eHarmony profile!)

(Totally kidding! I don’t have an eHarmony profile. Or maybe I do. Ha ha ha, you’ll never know!)

(How many of you went off in search of my possibly non-existent profile just now?)

Ok, enough with the parenthesis. And the blogging. Back to work.

I will not freak out. I will not freak out. I will not freak out.

You, there! Go vote!

Posted by Daily Tragedies | 1:45 am | 1 Comment  

Trying to Fill the Void In Your Life Left by the End of American Idol

June 1, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized

It is over, right? Not that I know who won or anything, but I seem to recall hearing many “news” pieces about how the season finale was imminent. Like last week sometime?

Anyway, dear Internet, this is your chance to vote, right here on this blog, for the dress that shall be worn to my class reunion. First, this is because I cannot possibly decide on my own and I value your esteemed opinion. Second, I’m spreading Democracy! GWB would be so proud! Third, because a little public humiliation is good for you, and as I won’t be singing/dancing/modeling on national television any time soon, this is as public as it gets. But mostly, because there’s no way I’m giving up enough space in my suitcase for three entire outfits, so this decision will be made before I leave California.

What you need to know: I’m pegging the reunion as Wedding Reception Without the Wedding. It’s being held in a banquet hall. There will be a cash bar (cheap bastards, do they not understand how much liquor I’m going to require?) and sit-down dinner, followed by a DJ and dancing. So, yeah, wedding reception. Five dollars says we do the Chicken Dance.

Your job is to select your favorite dress. Please keep in mind the occasion, the aura that I need to project, and the fact that I will actually iron the dress after pulling it out of my suitcase, contrary to what you may see below. (Also, please ignore the horrible lighting, the end-of-day makeup and the fact that my personal trainer hasn’t focused on my triceps in a while. Damn it, I’m going to have to fire my entire staff!)

Option 1: Devil in a Blue Dress


Pros:

  • This a great color on me. It matches my eyes. Or it makes my eyes match the dress. Either way, good stuff.

  • The style is classic and very “me.”
  • I have all the appropriate accessories.

Cons:

  • It’s from Ann Taylor, which means it’s ubiquitous. Someone else will be wearing this dress or owns this dress or the woman in her office that she hates owns this dress and just wore it last week.

  • It’s “me,” but on the conservative side of me. It’s a little boring. It will shock no one.

Option 2: The Naked Dress (also, Option 2B: The Naked Dress, Sans Accessories)


Pros:

  • The dress came from a boutique in LA. By which I mean a vintage clothing store in Hermosa Beach, and no, it’s not vintage. At any rate, no one else will own this dress.

  • The style is very “me”…the fashion-forward, edgy me.
  • It will probably surprise some people, because it is very not-the-high-school-me.

Cons:

  • It’s, well, cream, and just waiting for someone to spill red wine on it. Probably that someone will be me.

  • This reception will likely be overly air conditioned to approximately 52 degrees. I foresee nipple issues. Though perhaps that’s a pro, not a con. (Hey, just being honest here.)
  • Kind of a lot of jewelry. It makes for a more complete outfit, but I’m not sure how I feel about it.

Option 3: Pink Is the New Black


Pros:

  • This is a $320 dress from BCBG. (No, I didn’t pay nearly that much for it, but at one time, it was a $320 dress.) Highly unlikely that anyone else owns it.

  • I love this dress but rarely have occasion to wear it.
  • It is a surprisingly good color on me, and will compliment the fake tan well.

Cons:

  • Will have to put some thought into jewelry, as nothing I own seems quite right.

  • It might be a little much for this outing. And by “little much” I mean, “please keep in mind that people in Janesville routinely wear jeans and Packer sweatshirts to church on Sunday mornings.”
  • Again with the cleavage. The girls are held in by some sequins and that thingy that ties in the back.

So, which would you recommend, and why? As I am descended from Chicago Democrats, I have to say it: Vote early, vote often. Polls close at 5:00 PM PDT on Monday.

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