Thursday, September 25, 2008


I find lately that people really prefer a once-a-month blog, rather than any more often. Actually, that may or may not be true, but I either go with that, or with the "I've suspended this blog to rush to Washington" angle. Of course, if I foresaw all of this in August, when I last posted, I probably should have said something.

Anyway, what's happened since I last wrote? Well, the Bears beat a team that is much better than they, then lost two consecutive games to teams that they should have beaten. We were on our way back from Boogie for the second half of the Tampa game. I almost drove off of I-55 when Peanut got flagged for unsportsmanlike conduct. U was sleeping, so I had to keep myself from venting the full extent of my disgust. Maybe this is what separates good football teams from bad. Stupid plays, and execution. Maybe the difference between 3-0 and 1-2 really is a handful of bad decisions over the course of five total minutes. Now I'm getting angry again. Time to move on.

In other news, the Cubs clinched their division. I have to say that I view this more with relief than pride. They are a very good team, and they should have won that division. Milwaukee is also a pretty good team, but everyone else in the Central was playing over their heads (I'm looking at you Houston and St. Louis). I think that a bad playoff run might kill me, since this is probably the best Cubs team I have ever seen. 1984 was a nice team, but I think that Zambrano, Lilly, Harden, Dempster is better than Sutcliffe, Trout, Eckersley, and Sanderson/Ruthven. Plus, Moreland in right was a nightmare, and I always hated Larry Bowa from his Phillie days. However, a good playoff run might kill me too, since I am still not fully recovered from 2003. My God, in Dusty I DID Trusty.

It also turns out that there are not three reasonably solvent banks in the United States. They all blame all of their woes on subprime mortgages, but seriously, can that be right? I mean, in February Bloomberg was reporting that 10% of subprime loans were in default. That's 10% of subprime mortgages, not all mortgages. How close were financial institutions cutting their margins on this stuff? I don't know, other than to say that it is ironic (or creating "moral hazard") that the banks that made these loans are definitely going to get a better deal with the tex payers' money than the tax payers are. I don't absolve people who took home loans they never had a prayer of paying off, but banks are in the business of risk assessment, and they should be held more responsible because they ignored their own responsibilities to profit from these mortgages and distribute the risk around the world. Ah well. I guess for the time being we need to keep paying the old mortgage.

You may or may not have seen this, but all of Hef's women are leaving him. The Superficial, which is the sole gossip page to which I have weaned myself, has been all over this developing story. Anyway, first Holly Madison (SFW) was leaving to be with Criss Angel (sheesh, that's gotta be dishearterning, even if you are 80). Then Kendra Wilkinson (SFW) announced she is moving out of the mansion. Finally, Bridget Marquardt (SFW) is apparently in a relationship with someone else. Has Hef lost his mojo? Or was his relationship with these three a fiction perpetuated solely for their reality show, and is this "split" a reason to tune in for season five. Enquiring minds are pretty sure that this is all about TV and ratings. They think this because (a) Hef really is very old and its hard to believe that he craves to spend a lot of time with women 50 years younger than him (Barbi Benton (SFW)? That's a different deal), and (b) all three of these women are absolute dolts. I mean, seriously, Kendra Wilkinson is as stupid as you can imagine. Well, I think we all just hope it works out for Hef. You know, palimony suits and all.

Lest you think that all I do is watch TV, drive, and read gossip pages . . . oh wait. On that note, time to wrap.


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