Can the music save your mortal soul?

I don't have much to say today.

FlashForward last night was the best episode of the season. During the episode I was like, no one is doing anything to stop what's happening. I love that they changed the game and not everything they see is going to happen.

And that's all I have to say about that.

Lovespirit posted one a video of the playingforchange campaign. It's worth your time to check out. It's great to see music being used to unite and spread words of peace. I'd like to see everyone on Mindsay for one day post something to do with music. A tolerance day or something.

That would be interesting. But probably won't happen.

And a correction about Hug a Jew Day. It's next Friday, not today. But do it anyway. Two hugs never hurt nobody.

I've never used tags except for two days ago. So I need to make up for it.

God is really picky with his food. Did you know that the Bible says not to eat lobster? Add that to you can't eat meat on certain days, gotta have bread and wine at church, can't drink too much, can't eat too much.. As my mom would say, jeepers crow! But really. What's the Man got against lobster. Lobsters ain't never hurt nobody.

Neither has the gay and lesbian community. But they ban them from oh shit no, marrying?! Do you know what they could do if they got married?! The horrors!

Maybe that's why lobsters scream when you boil them. They're screaming SINNER, SINNER!


On to baby news, I got to hold Liam yesterday. He's the cutest little shit on the planet. But he's got really long fingers. It's kinda freakish. But that's okay. I have freakishly long legs. Everybody's got something freakish about them, so he shouldn't sweat it. He's obsessed with his face too. It's kinda weird.

I said something ridiculously funny in the car last night, and I thought to myself, that's going in here, but now I can't freakin' remember what it was, and I don't like it. Sorry you missed out.

Tomorrow is Hug a Jew Day. So make sure you find your local, community Jew and give them a big ol' hug. The only Jewish blogger on Mindsay that I know of is eje224, so make sure you send her a virtual hug on this momentous occasion. If you don't know a Jew, just hug a stranger. Spread the love.

But please be cautious about it though. Don't go all orangutan on some poor unsuspecting person. Women nowadays tend to be rightfully paranoid about certain people. So if you're creepy looking, you have a huge beard, or if you look like Benjamin Linus from LOST, just stick with hugging your brother, aunt, or perhaps yourself. I've never been tasered, but I can imagine it sucks.

If you look like Dr. McCreamy, make her day and hug away.

Adrienne's mom proposed a great question last night: Why do baseball players always have something in their mouth? I'll let you guess what my immediate response was.

I don't like how a few of the people who have come back for the reunion thing are talking about how Mindsay is "great again" because there's more people, but then bitch about the lack of stuff that other blog sites have. Jimschweizer said it best. That's not Mindsay.

Does your driver's side doorlock work when you put your key in? Mine doesn't. It really sucks. But I look like a total gentleman when I walk around to let my wife in. Too bad I look like a total dumbass when have to pull a reacharound if I'm by myself.

I had an epiphany yesterday. For years I've always confused Bono, Sonny Bono, and Yoko Ono. I know, fucking retarded right? But I seriously did. I always thought Sonny Bono died from cancer or something cause he smoked a lot of pot. She told me this after I was singing Eminem's "Who Knew." Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees.

I was pretty dumbfounded to find out he died in a fucking ski accident.

I don't understand those commercials for loans, computers, and what-not when they say, there's no credit checks! Isn't this how we go into this silly mess in the first place? And I'm tired of Beatles cover songs in half of the commercials on television. Just give me the Beatles version, not some pathetic knock-off.

The only Beatles coversong I enjoy is Lynden David Hall's "All You Need Is Love" cause he put some soul into it. There are certain songs that should never be covered. Two years ago some guy on American Idol covered "Imagine" and lost. That's because you don't fucking cover that song. It's perfect the way it is. There is nothing to be added. Let it be. A-har-har-har!

Anyway, if God gets to be picky with food, I get to be picky with music. Here's one of my favorite songs.

This has to be one of the dumbest things I've read all week. And I've read some pretty dumb shit. I can't recall any of it really. But you get my point.

Anyway, without further adieu, I introduce to you...

The One Place on Earth Not Destroyed in '2012

by Jonathan Crow

When I interviewed director Ronald Emmerich a few months ago about his upcoming disaster flick "2012," the first question I asked was, "Why do you like killing the world?" His response: "It makes for a good story."

Over the past fifteen years, Emmerich has crafted some great tales about global doom, featuring some spectacular scenes of destruction. He had aliens zap the White House in "Independence Day," he let a massive lizard flatten New York City in "Godzilla," and he sent killer tornadoes through downtown Los Angeles in "The Day After Tomorrow."

For "2012," Emmerich set his sites on destroying the some biggest landmarks around the world, from Rome to Rio. But there's one place that Emmerich wanted to demolish but didn't: the Kaaba, the cube-shaped structure located in the center of Mecca. It's the focus of prayers and the site of the Hajj, the biggest, most important pilgrimage in Islam.

"Well, I wanted to do that, I have to admit," the filmmaker told scifiwire.com. "But my co-writer Harald [Kloser] said, 'I will not have a fatwa on my head because of a movie.' And he was right."

Emmerich went on: "We have to all, in the western world, think about this. You can actually let Christian symbols fall apart, but if you would do this with [an] Arab symbol, you would have ... a fatwa, and that sounds a little bit like what the state of this world is. So it's just something which I kind of didn't [think] was [an] important element, anyway, in the film, so I kind of left it out."

Traditionally, a fatwa has meant religious opinion by an Islamic scholar or imam. The term has gained currency in the West after Iran's Ayatollah Khomeini issued a death sentence in the form of a fatwa against British author Salman Rushdie for alleged blasphemies in his book "The Satanic Verses" in 1989. As a result, the Indian-born writer was forced into hiding for most of the '90s.

Emmerich has no qualms about wrecking other major landmarks, however. The massive dome of St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican rolls on top of a crowd of churchgoers. The huge Christ the Redeemer statue that looms over Rio de Janeiro disintegrates. And, of course, the White House gets crushed when a wave drops the aircraft carrier John F. Kennedy on top of it.

The director was also reportedly approached by people hoping to get their famous landmarks trashed, like Taiwan's Taipei 101, which is the tallest completed building in the world. There's no word yet if that structure will meet the same on-screen fate as the Vatican and the White House. "2012" opens nationwide on November 13.

Okay, I get it, don't want to piss people off. But come on. It's FICTION. This is like those anti-Harry Potter freaks. IT'S NOT REAL. If the world is gonna end, your precious religious symbols will not be there. So get over it. These people need to learn not to kill people because a religious symbol was detonated in a movie.  So fuck this movie. I refuse to see it.

Not that was gonna go see it anyway.

Welcome fellow citizens. It's the choose your own adventure blog.

There are two routes. Happy and sad. Choose wisely.

You don't believe good and bad news come in any order, but if you like good news first, please begin at the beginning. If you like bad news last, skip to paragraph two. If you don't like political notes at all, skip the first three paragraphs. If you're confused, just skip down the picture of the Halloween pumpkin, and that will most likely amuse you. If you've found this boring, absurd, or annoying, thank you for at least reading this far, and you may see yourself out...

The good news. No incumbent school board member in Mecklenburg county won reelection. Voters seemed to understand how stupid and retarded the school board has been during the recession, and you love the fact that not a single one was reelected. If you enjoyed this good news so much that you will be saddened by any bad news, please skip the next two paragraphs. If you just can't wait for bad news, or if you enjoy broadcast television news, continue reading the next paragraph.

The bad news. You didn't get to vote for mayor of Charlotte, school board of Charlotte-Mecklenburg Schools, or city-counsel-at-large. All because you live in the city next to Charlotte, even though you live in Mecklenburg county. You didn't even get to vote for school board. A crock of shit, yes? So you wrote in your choice for mayor and city-counsel as if you were voting in Charlotte. Suckers. You were 1 of 11 who did this. If you enjoyed the bad news, wait! There's more! Continue reading the next paragraph for more bad news. If you've had enough bad news for one day -- or if you don't like bad news at all -- you should not have read this paragraph to begin with, buckethead. Now skip the next paragraph and continue reading.

In other bad news, voter turnout was below 20% in Charlotte. On this you'll do what 80% of Charlotte voters did an remain silent. If you're sick of politics and wish to read something refreshing, continue reading below. If you've got a stick up your ass and only like political talk, stop here, call it a day, and get a life. This ends the sad-route of choose your own adventure and the blog has now become a one-way ticket, similar to a dictatorship. It's my way or the highway, thanks for not voting. And because you chose the sad-route, you do not get to read the next paragraph. Skip the next paragraph and continue reading. Have a nice day.

Our story begins with a duck. One rainy, gray afternoon a proud little duck decided to journey from the pond where he lived and onto the road. What he did not expect was you to not expect there to be a duck in the road. So you honked your horn. You swore up and down you killed that duck and that it was now the consistency of mashed potatoes, but you looked in your rear-view mirror and there was no duck. You drove around just to make sure. No duck. You looked at the pond to find the duck flying back to his home in the pond by the road. And there he lived scared shitless, but happily ever after. This ends the happy-route of choose your own adventure and the blog has now become a one-way ticket, similar to a dictatorship. It's my way or the highway, thanks for not voting, and have a nice day.

Now my wife an I were talking about this last night. Why are you supposed to say put two-and-two together when it should be one-and-one? It makes no sense, two-and-two. It just sounds better.

Fuck Maine.

Here is my beautiful Halloween pumpkin. I have neglected showing it off and for this I am sorry.


I think Mufassa is the cutest name for a puppy. Really.

So You Think You Can Dance was better last night, though it did have the worst dance I've ever seen. I thought tapboy was gonna drop the hottie on her head. I'm glad tapgirl is gone. I never liked her and she has a fishmouth. But she danced the hell out of what was given to her, and made her partner look like an amateur. She didn't deserve the boot.

And Kat Deeley needs to stop laughing after everything she says. It's awkward.

We pretty much decided Mini-Me's name if he is a she. And it's not Mufassa. Unfortunately.

We're going to see baby Liam today and I can't wait.

And we'll end on a high note. Every morning when I wake up, and my alarm goes off, I stand up with a smile on my face, and sing like this.

Why did I ever stop eating string cheese? It was so good when I was little.

Anyway, today is the day I exact my revenge on the school board for cutting teachers, fucking up district zoning, and pretty much everything they've ever done. And I'm gonna push those buttons the same way I type on the keyboard.

With authority!

Let's do this.


Justin Timberlake looks so little!

And get out and vote. It's what Justin would want you to do.