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Mom picked up an infection from the hospital.  She currently has a fever of 102 (down from 107 on Saturday, though).  She is unresponsive and hard to rouse.  She sleeps a lot.

I’m trying to figure out how to keep the finances going, but I just found three credit cards today that I didn’t know about when I paid the bills last month…and they’re all behind.  Since my Parent’s credit is complete crap anyway, I am thinking of having them enter a debt consolidation program.  inb4 OH NO DON’T DO IT IT WILL HURT YOUR CREDIT, because the name of THIS game is keeping the ship afloat…and as I said, the credit is shite regardless.  This isn’t about being able to put a down payment on a yacht later on in life.  I need to keep the fuckin’ power on.

I was discussing the issues with my friends Jawbrok, Samplebitch and Wretchedbabydol over the weekend…and there was a notion discussed that had the potential to fully alleviate the monetary aspect of my familial trials.  My Parents could “Gift” me the home’s equity, and I could use that money as a down payment on a new mortgage for the remaining balance…essentially, it would turn into ME owning their house, with THEM paying a hella reduced mortgage.  Unfortunately, the following facts come into play:

1 - My parents bought the house in 2k1 for $69,000.00

2 - They refinanced two years ago, morphing their new mortgage balance into the Godzilla-level threat of $140,000.00

3 - The current market value of their home is between $101,000.00 and $120,000.00

Negative equity obviates the notion.  No dice on this one, people.  Well, MAYBE…Jawbrok works in finance, and we should be discussing things later this week…maybe figure out if there’s another option available to me.  There doesn’t appear to be one, but it couldn’t hurt to keep your fingers crossed.

What else….lessee…

Oh yeah, I absolutely despise these problems that keep creeping up.  They are tremendous obsidian dicks that want to fuck me in the ass.  I have my guard up, certainly - no despair yet - but I’m seriously getting tired of dodging their strokes.  More seem to swarm every day.  It is difficult to remain rectally celibate when my passage-most-tender is so OBVIOUSLY attractive to these perpetually looming negative forces.  Someone, anyone, save me from all of this cock.

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Notice how Mark just ignores me being retarded…doesn’t skip a beat.  It takes a special kind of dude to be my partner.  I like to think that we have both chosen well.

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Hope you dig it, Nicki.  Let me know.  I’ll set you up with a Wordpress account sometime soon.

Did you know that Concert Panther’s first post on Beatswamp got snagged by MTV News?  WELL, now you do.  I meant to discuss it last week but everything on the planet sucks the moisture from my balls (the moat from my scrote) at the moment, so it kind’ve escaped my mind.  I just wanna put the fact that it happened on Splatterblog, so I can go back and look at this entry and cry myself into oblivion because I’m so goddamn proud of him.  Good on ya, sir.  Happy to have you on board

I have exactly ninety hojillion things I could be discussing right now, but none of them are that cool.  So fuck’em for tonight.  I’ll worry about them again in the morning.

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WHY IS DREAMHOST MAKING SPLATTERBLOG SLOW I WILL KILL IT WITH MY FISTS UNTIL I AM LEFT WITH NUBS.   Grrrrr to internet when it doesn’t work.

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hollah

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By some of the creative forces behind BATTLESTAR GALACTICA.

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The snack machine refuses to issue my pastry.

Worlds will suffer for this.

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Snagged this from my pal Dewey:

Kevin Horrigan [More columns] [Kevin’s Biography]

Early on in Robert Harris’ new novel, “The Ghost,” a literary editor says to an author who ghost-writes celebrity memoirs, “Tell me. When did it become fashionable to be stupid? That’s the thing I don’t understand. The cult of the idiot. The elevation of the moron.”

I worried about this question last week as I listened to Sen. Barack Obama’s speech on race. I wondered, is America going to get this? Isn’t this speech way too carefully constructed and nuanced? Shouldn’t he have explained what he meant by “Jim Crow”? Shouldn’t he have explained who William Faulkner was?

What’s he doing giving this speech at 10 o’clock on a Tuesday morning? Doesn’t he know about prime time? Why did he write this speech himself? Doesn’t he have speechwriters and focus groups who can test this stuff? Shouldn’t he be shouting and waving his arms instead of standing coolly behind a lectern and talking in measured cadence? Why isn’t he pandering?

In what surely ranks as, among other things, one the boldest political gambles in modern times, Sen. Obama decided that the American people were willing to wrestle with complex ideas about the most divisive issue in nation. If it turns out he’s right, it will be a signal moment in recent intellectual history.

The trend surely has been in the other direction. In her controversial new book “The Age of American Unreason,” author Susan Jacoby argues that the “scales of American history have shifted heavily against the vibrant and varied intellectual life so essential to functioning democracy. During the past four decades, America’s endemic anti-intellectual tendencies have been grievously exacerbated by a new species of semiconscious anti-rationalism, feeding on and fed by an ignorant popular culture of video images and unremitting noise that leaves no room for contemplation or logic.”

In other words, she argues, it’s become fashionable to be stupid.

Here is a nation founded by an eerily atypical cadre of intellectuals — Jefferson, Adams, Madison, Franklin and their ilk — who not only had read the Greeks but also had absorbed them, who had read Locke and Voltaire and were building a nation along Enlightenment principles.

Here is a nation that has been led by that archetypal American hero, the self-made man: the Lincoln who strides out of the backwoods with an ax on his shoulder and a book in his hand; the Truman who failed as a farmer, failed as a haberdasher but somehow, because he read widely and deeply, had the wisdom to help rebuild a shattered world.

And now, here is this same nation, led by a man who can’t correctly pronounce the word “nuclear” and who once told an interviewer that he avoids reading newspapers because they’re full of “opinions.”

This is not to say that President Bush is stupid, only that he is profoundly intellectually incurious, willing to substitute belief for science, ideology for fact. And in this, he is typical of his age.

“Just before the 2004 presidential convention,” Jacoby writes, “the journalist Ron Suskind reported a chilling conversation with a senior Bush aide who told Suskind that members of the press were part of what the Bush administration considers ‘the reality-based community’ — those who believe that solutions emerge from judicious study of discernible reality.”

The aide bragged that “when we act, we create our own reality.”

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