After reading my call to armsJon Ward has decided to join my band of brothers in The War on Christmas. In an effort to weaken the enemy’s morale he very tactfully posed the question: “What are the Worst Christmas Songs?” A wise and strategic move indeed, for the enemy hold so dearly their precious, sappy, sentimental holiday music that to covertly and slowly bring about doubt to its worth will, in the long run, prove a lethal maneuver. By way of support on Jon’s flank, I have compiled my own list of terrible Christmas songs that I’m sure will bring more support to our worthy cause and end the tyranny of Christmas. Listen and enjoy.
Bill O’Reliy is fond of bringing everyone’s (well, that is, those who actually listen or watch his pontifications) attention to his “War On Christmas“. The problem I find with his “war” is that the soldiers or leaders of this so called war are never identified. After much deliberation I have decided to nominate myself as General in the War on Christmas. As I assemble my army I will seek to inspire and motivate the masses into action via this very blog. I will be attacking all other blogs that post about how wonderful and enchanting this pagan, commercial so called holiday is. Yes I am taking about you Jon Ward and your puff piece on Sufjan’s Mediocre Christmas, I’m taking you down, this is war.
As any good general would I have an exit strategy for this war: The Christian holiday will be moved to September 29, which is a much more accurate date for the birth of Christ then December 25, and the day shall be called Christ’s Birth Day. Further more I plan on doing away with all ridiculous symbolism associated with this time of year (i.e. Jolly St. Nick, the Tree, Missiletoe, etc).
Today I write in honer of a man’s man, Scott S., he was the inspiration for my previous post, Facebook Friends No More, again I write a post out of sheer elation, for he is a man who exudes brilliance. Ladies swoon when he enters the room. His confident laid back way of life, his Cajun-Louisiana drawl, and his chiseled physique all melt the ladies heart’s. Whenever there is a discussion or observation to be made about masculinity Scott is able to draw antidotes and wisdom from the exquisite piece of art that conveys all things manly, 300 (the movie). I am waiting in anticipation for the lessons he derives for us from 300 two the sequel (aka Beowulf).
Scott is the kind of guy who excels wherever he chooses to put his energy. He recently began a singing career. Fortunately, I was able to obtain a sneak preview of his work. Some day I really hope to see him win my favorite reality TV show, American Idol. Keep in mind this is just a rough cut, probably first take, and will sound much better in the full production. Enjoy:
It’s been a long time since the Writers Guild has done anything I wanted to get behind but finally they thought of something worthwhile. Thanks to the strike we won’t have to endure another season of 24 this year, many many other garbage programs will not air in January, and the worst sitcom on TV the Office has stopped it’s production. As I march right up to the picket line, to participate, my greatest hope of all is that this strike will last long enough to keep “Reality TV” from ever reappearing. If that is asking to much I would settle for the plague of all programing, American Idol, to be wiped from the earth and all our memories.
Who doesn’t love cats? Their so soft and so cute and so cuddly.
According to Technorati there are 6,209 blogs related to cats. A Google Blog search returns 339,007 results for posts that contain the word “cats”. Out of my shear infatuation for cats, I did go through the first thousand blogs from Technorati and only made it to ninety-eight thousand of the blog entries found in Google. But alas I could make it no further, my heart just swelled to an abnormal size in an outpouring of affection for these precious felines and I had to obtain some heart medicine to reduce the swelling. I do, after my recover, hope to return to the endless pursuit of pictures, stories, games, and fun with cats that can be found in the blogosphere. Until then enjoy this list:
The worst best cat blogs:
LOL Cats - This blog will make you laugh and laugh and laugh. I’m laughing already because it has LOL in the title.
Stuff On My Cats - This is a fabulous blog devoted to putting things on cats, taking a picture, and posting it.
Cats Are Crazy - Wacky, Wacky stuff here… you know cats they are just so crazy. This site chronicles the craziness of cats.
Dead Cat Bounce - Ah, my personal favorite. Yea I know it’s a financial term used to describe the rise and sudden fall of a stock, but it references a “dead cat” and a “bounce”… the thought outside of finances just thrills worries me (illustrated with the above image).
A simple search in Google’s Blog search reveals over 99,000 results for the phrase “Things About Myself”.
In response to the plethora of bloggers who have posted the proverbial: “… Things About Myself That …” and all its desultory variations, I give you this post. The blog rebellion has begun.
Feel free to add to this list or create your own.
Four Things You Already Know About Yourself that I Find Lame:
You Talk (Unless, of course, you are a mute or an infant)
You like, support, or watch “reality” TV (like 99% of Americans)
You Exist (”I love mankind - it’s people I can’t stand.” — Charles M. Schulz, Go Fly a Kite, Charlie Brown)
Recently I overhead an email (A spy forwarded it to me) containing a conversation about planning a pickup football game for grown men. The sentence most pertinent to today’s discussion is:
The whiners have won, we’re going to play at 4:30pm instead of 2:30, so everybody can watch the ’skins and go to baby parties and do whatever else.
Now this begs the question, where have all the jocks gone? It seems hard to believe that a jock with any self respect would whine, let alone allow whining to take place in relation to THE GAME. Second I find it amazing that grown men are attending baby parties. Where is the superior strength, masculine stature, and physical prowess of those men attending baby parties? The real jock would have been on the field. Please, if you know where they have gone let me know.
Yes that is my head, where worthless thoughts reside. I'm yelling at you. So yell back. More about the blog can be found on the about page or check out my very first and best worst post.
Culture, War on Christmas 
After reading my call to arms Jon Ward has decided to join my band of brothers in The War on Christmas. In an effort to weaken the enemy’s morale he very tactfully posed the question: “What are the Worst Christmas Songs?” A wise and strategic move indeed, for the enemy hold so dearly their precious, sappy, sentimental holiday music that to covertly and slowly bring about doubt to its worth will, in the long run, prove a lethal maneuver. By way of support on Jon’s flank, I have compiled my own list of terrible Christmas songs that I’m sure will bring more support to our worthy cause and end the tyranny of Christmas. Listen and enjoy.
Bill O’Reliy is fond of bringing everyone’s (well, that is, those who actually listen or watch his pontifications) attention to his “
