If you didn't see Hillary's concession speech yesterday, here it is:



I really do respect that she's not taking this any further. The speech was a little too "me me me," but hopefully she's seriously about throwing her support behind Obama.
I wish we could fast forward to November and just get this over with, already.

I am a hypocrite.

Because three posts ago, I shared a story in which the author discusses how annoying people who always complain about their exhaustion are.
I'm about to do the same. It's my blog, I can do whatever I want. So there.
Anyways, I'm tired. I was in Chicago last night taking care of some business, got done with that about 12:30, said, "eh, I can make it back to Madison alright," ended up getting a little drowsy (after being stuck in traffic), and took a nap at the Wisconsin/Illinois border rest stop. So I got home at about 5 this morning, slept for a few more hours, and now I'm mainlining coffee because going back to bed right now isn't really an option (not that I have anything to do, I just don't sleep well after 9 AM, for some reason).

Can we talk about the Barack/Michelle fist bump for a bit?



Fascinating. But awkward. The whole POINT of the fist bump is that it's supposed to be flashy. It's supposed to be obnoxious, with the ARM EXTENDED, Michelle, not that little T-Rex-arm-bump you gave. But I'll give you points for effort.

Speaking of the election, apparently this is news. So let me give it an appropriate size and type style:

BILL CLINTON USED A SWEAR WORD!

Here's the link, for those of you who think I'm not telling the whole story. This whole thing is @#!(#&!! ridiculous.

Those of you who have Gmail know about the advertising sidebar, which looks for words in your emails and lists paid links based on those words. I was writing an email to my mom, and Google recommended a site called Mommy Vomitpants, which, apparently, is "A blog by a Working Mom and Dad of One, and a Stay At Home Mom of Four with information and observations for other Moms." I'm a little disturbed by the title and don't want to dig around to find the origin of the nickname.

On another note, if you can think of a better way to get out of class, I'd love to hear it:



And finally, yes, I know this is an old one, but it's hilarious nonetheless:



What exactly were you trying to say there, kid? (Besides, of course, that you like turtles.)
The Bill O'Reilly interview was incredible, though:



Nap time.

Only in Madison.

I have nothing to say, really, except to share this little moment that cracked me up last night.
I was walking home from Jimmy John's last night after work, and see four or so women, in their late 20's or so, hanging outside of the Triangle Market and talking. All of a sudden, one more in their pack bursts out of the door and exclaims:
"STEPHANIE from FULL HOUSE had a BABY!"
To which the others create a ruckus totally unbefitting the situation (including a "WHAT?!?" that was really more than a yelp than anything (imagine when you step on a small dog's tail, and you'll be close.).)
And the first girl says, "Well...she IS older now...she's like 29."
"Ohhhh, rainBOWS!, etc., etc."

I thought it was funny. Off to work.

Before this gets old and stale.

Okay, I realize the Obama video link from yesterday is broken (for some reason they kept switching the video's location around) but it seems to be in a stable spot now, so if you haven't seen it yet, take a few minutes and watch it:



On the flip side, John McCain's speech was so awful, even Fox News was ripping on him:



And I can't say enough how disgusted I am with Hillary supporters who insist they'll be voting for McCain come November, who feel like "their voices weren't heard" or that "they were ignored." Got news for you, kids, your votes got counted in the fairest way they could have been, it's just that...well...Obama got MORE votes; and if you're going to be such crybabies about this and cut off your noses to spite your faces by voting in a candidate who's the polar opposite of Senator Clinton, then, well, just go ahead and DIAF. Seriously. You talk about needing a Democrat in the White House, and that Hillary has the best chance of beating McCain, but then say stupid things like this...I can't understand it. And I don't feel like proofreading, because I'm angry and have to go to work in a few, so I'm sorry for the rant - the whole situation just blows my mind.
That's not change we can believe in...

Consolidation.

The past few days have been an attempt to make sense of my life as it relates to my physical possessions - which namely involves tossing a lot of the random things I've accumulated into the trash. I've filled up two whole city garbage cans/recycling bins worth of things that a) have no sentimental meaning anymore (see: I don't even know what this picture is of), b) have no practical use (see: seriously, when was the last time I listened to the radio when I wasn't in a car...and more importantly, when was the last time anyone listened to a broken radio?), and c) things that fall into both columns (the collection of senior pictures of former classmates who I haven't talked to since the day I graduated from high school). Some things went into the "save" pile - family pictures, pictures with some sort of importance or meaning, my culinary school "create a menu" project...but the city of Madison Waste Management team (sounds a little better than "garbagemen," no?) is going to have an awesome time dumping the remains of my life when they arrive tomorrow. I can't believe I've moved...(/counts fingers)...a ridiculous amount of times over the past seven years, and have been carrying around all of this extra baggage for this long of a time. Throughout the entire process, that old Calvin and Hobbes strip has been running through my head, where Calvin's parents are sitting at the table saying "Thoreau said, 'Simplify, simplify...'" - providing a motivation and twice-filtered axiom to guide my project. (Random tangent - with the explosion of mass media, is it possible we're learning more about pop culture from shows like "Family Guy" and "South Park"? I used to be able to sit down with friends and watch "Family Guy" and only caught about half the references...but most of the unknown ones were filled in by the rest of the group for me. So now I know all of the things that I missed before...without actually knowing the originals. Just saying.) So, needless to say, I've got a small weight off of my shoulders, and hopefully a slightly less stressful move for next time.

I've actually been (gasp) making some time for a social life recently, something I've become terrible at doing over the past couple of years. I think I got to a point where I had roommates, and while I loved them, my space felt somewhat infringed upon, so I really valued my alone time. But, I've gotten much better at going out and all of that. Odd coincidence for you - I met my friend Sam at the Old Fashioned last night, and we were just hanging out, talking, and ordering obnoxious drinks to annoy the bartenders (who we're friends with, so I guess it's okay? Anyways, mmmm...sidecars.), and this guy sits down and starts up a conversation with us, and it turns out he just moved here from Colorado. We chat, he buys us a couple drinks, he leave, some other guy sits down (with whom Sam strikes up a conversation - she ain't nicknamed "Megaphone" for nothin'), and he's in town from Denver, on his way through to northern Wisconsin. Crazy, huh?

Okay, I'll stop rambling and get to what's become the point of this blog. Google Maps is starting to get out of control. Not even Cubs manager Lou Piniella is safe. (You have to grab the picture and pull it down a bit.)

Some people think telling everyone how exhausted they are makes them seem important.
But flaunting your fatigue only makes you insufferable.

That's all I've got time to share today. Gotta get to work.

This.

Times a thousand.



More later.

CNN is suggesting that Hillary's win in Puerto Rico may be "a game-changer."
I've been laughing so hard, I'm trying to catch my breath. But also crying a little. Leave it to the mainstream media to insist on keeping the story going even when the story is OVER.

To update my life, things are starting to fall into place for more things to happen. (Purposefully vague...) Hopefully one more week, and I'll be a little more sure of my position and figuring out the direction in which things are headed.

Back to your regularly scheduled Sunday afternoon.