New Motto for a New Year

My father cited a phrase in my birthday card that I’ve decided will be my new motto. So, in bastardized Latin like Lorem ipsum, I say unto to you:

Illegitimi non carborundum

Don’t let the bastards grind you down

3rd presidential debate

Go Obama!

Random thoughts.

Joe the Plumber, you have become the lockbox of the 2008 debates.

McCain, you cannot claim to have bucked your party on the issue of torture. You folded (perhaps because you need their support to become President.)

McCain, you have taken money and photo ops with ACORN.

McCain, Obama did not kick off his campaign on Bill Ayre’s porch.

Obama, it took you a long time to get to Palin’s comments. Call them on it!

McCain, although I would love to have the government send me $$, I bet that the insurance companies and health care providers would figure out how to raise their rates to eat up that cash.

McCain, the government grew in the first 4 years of W’s administration, and the Republicans were in charge. You created an entire new department – Homeland Security!

Obama, partial birth abortion should not be banned. It gives the parents a whole body to bury. It is not done on a whim.

How does having a child with Down’s Syndrome make Sarah Palin an expert on autism? It would make her more aware of the issues related to special needs kids. It seems like McCain’s talking points suggest that Palin’s child has autism, just as Palin’s speeches suggest that Obama is a terrorist.

McCain, I am not your friend.

Having Fun with the Banks in Crisis

What is it about October that attracts crashes?

Rather than contemplate that question, I’m writing this post.

Yesterday morning while stopped at a red light, I watched a bus make a turn. I chuckled to myself because the bus was wrapped in an ad for Wachovia, about world savings accounts or something. When the bus turned toward me, though, I began guffawing. The bus’ destination? Not in Service.

I am now an account holder of JP Morgan Chase that swallowed Washington Mutual. Here is my response to that takeover:

JP Morgan Chase (Not Washington Mutual)

My bank is Chase was Washington Mutual
Now it’s Morgan Chase, not Washington Mutual
Been a short time gone, Washington Mutual
Now it’s a stockbroker’s fright on an autumn night

Every check from Washington Mutual
Belongs to Chase, not Washington Mutual
So if you’ve a debt with Washington Mutual
It’ll be paid to JP Morgan Chase

Even JP Morgan Chase was once two different banks
Why they changed it I can’t say
Maybe they made more money that way

So take my cash to Washington Mutual
No, you cannot bank with Washington Mutual
Been a short time gone, Washington Mutual

Why did Washington Mutual get the works
That’s nobody’s business but the Fed

JP Morgan Chase (Was WaMu)
JP Morgan Chase (Was WaMu)

Even JP Morgan Chase was once two different banks
Why they changed it I can’t say
Maybe they made more money that way
My bank is Chase, was Washington Mutual
Now it’s Morgan Chase, not Washington Mutual
Been a short time gone, Washington Mutual
Why did Washington Mutual get the works
That’s nobody’s business but the Fed

JP Morgan Chase (Was WaMu)

For information on the original song, see Wikipedia; for the original lyrics go here.

Spoo!

Or, Why I Love the Big Bang Theory

In tonight’s episode, the four geeks ooh and awe at a non-Newtonian fluid bouncing on cellophane on top of a stereo speaker. It was so cool. Why didn’t we ever think of that? I remember fondly afternoons filled with trying to juggle spoo…

This show is really all about geek and fan culture. The four main guys are nerds; the chick is used both as a draw (did I mention she’s cute?) and as an entry character into their (sub)cultures. The addition of Sara Gilbert as a female geek gladdens me immensely.

I love this show because they get the geek details right. The guys made spoo (corn starch and water), though they were not nearly as messy as me. If I had a speaker, I would be making spoo right now, though I’d add few drops of food coloring to see how the colors bleed together. The episode also included a short lesson in locksmithing; can lockpicking be far behind?

The major plot was on the addictions of online gaming. Penny, the cute girl, gets addicted to Age of Conan (a stand in for World of Warcraft). Some acronyms are explained within the plot in an organic, not explanatory, manner. Her appearance got more and more disheveled as time went by. Gaming was not presented as an evil trap for corrupting minors, no it was just another way of socializing. That the newbie character overdoes it causes concern, not the game itself. What a relief.

This post isn’t nearly as coherent as it sounded in my head, probably because one word keeps echoing through my brain:

SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!