Mundanely Profound

actually bland political links but PLEASE read anyway!!

Haven't given you a link in a while. I was just gonna send this to my Dad but I'll post it here:

the blog Daily Kos on the Deep Throath revelations

If there's a chunk of the population that is ripe to swallow down a revisionist history that proclaims Republicans can and have never done wrong, and the absolute opposite for Democrats, than I think chances of political conquest on our side are hopeless.

Another blogger talked about how shocking it is that there have been handfuls of modern Deep Throats that have not remained in hiding for decades, but no one seems to care what they have to say about the rampant corruption of this current administration. Oh what the heck I'll give you the link...

Billmon at the Whiskey Bar

I like billmon's theory that only new more enlightened people will solve this willfull ignorance population problem. Better find me a wife quick and get to work on those liberal babies!

So do your homework and read those links!

What's the post title a reference to? Anyone?

Okay, first of all, thanks to new blog readers Vy, Leigha, and Marcie for visiting and hopefully continually visiting. At the wedding I passed around my weblog as a convenient way for friends around the globe to check up on me. Hopefully enough people will stop by and post comments to create a great forum of communication on my humble site, with everyone united by the very noble bond of having the privillege to know me.

So I got 3 unique responses of people wondering who my "friend" is, which is more than enough. 24 hours is too long to wait let the mystery be revealed! Here is a picture of me and my friend.



Don't I (the one on the left) look strong? Like the Hulk! Actually that's the roof of Superdawg, a famous Chicago Hot Dog stand that I went to two nights ago to pick up my real friend. Here it is...




BWAH HA HA!!! It's just my old stereo!!! Isn't that the most pointless anticlimatic thing you can imagine! And I had to refer to it as "she" in my last post in order to make the "joke" work, even though I'm not that attached to it. Indeed though, I've been listening to all my music on a small boombox for 6 years, and now I can fully enjoy my albums, many of which were purchased in the last 6 years and many of which were good. Extra bonus points for people who can guess other cultural items in the photo, other than the new nine inch nails CD. I think you can click on the photo and go to my Flickr page and see a larger version of that photo, if you are just dying to do something worthless.

So let me know if I am getting too obnoxious and you'll never visit my blog again. It is my blog you know. I could start talking politics again but I'm been too tired to get into that recently.

Well start working 9 to 5 after a 3-day weekend with long car drives and you are (gasp!) too beat to blog.

Not too much more insights into the wedding, except it was 99% a great experience, the 1 percent being something I'll tell you about in a second. I had time to go to the local Dubuque Iowa theater and see Star Wars Episode III, and it is probably in my top 10 movies of all time. I want all movies to be in trilogy form eventually. You have to have some substantial plot complexity in between the mindless action if your movie is 7+ hours long.

Anyway, at 3:30am Saturday night there were assholes having a rowdy party on the third floor, to the point where the hotel guys yelled at them and the cops were eventually called to hopefully cart everyone not cooperating with them to jail for the night. That justice didn't happen though because around 4am, a couple (emphasis on them being two, male and female) whose voices I recognized from them being hostile to the hotel guys earlier, decided that even though the sun was rising, the night was still LOUDLY young. I would have giggled "tee-hee you love birds" if they were just getting some raw passion as an end to a dignified night of partying AWAY FROM WHERE PEOPLE SLEEP. But no, it was the partiers, and it was obnoxious disgusting sex I was hearing, where the couple probably decided that if they stop talking or grunting for two seconds, they would give their brain containers a rest and think about their meaningless lives, their lack of substantial accomplishments, their self-centeredness, and maybe kill themselves, I don't know. The nice thin walls allowed me to hear alternate male/female periods of loud panting as well as discussions like "Did you (rhymes him "drum")?" and "How did that (rhymes with... oh hell he said "CONDUM") feel?". So before I get more angry, let me assure you that these were not my friends... because I didn't recognize the voices and their inconsiderate attitute before they went into the room neighboring me did not reflect what my friends would do even in their most drunken state.

So I didn't mean for this post to go in that direction I'm sorry. It's just DAMN people are jerks. I'm back here now in Chicago, earning money, enjoying my privacy, no one having loud orgasms in any neighboring units here, although I have my fans on loud now so who knows. A guy below me was knocking on a door one night a couple months ago saying "Susie" over and over again.

I want to announce, however, that a very important friend from my high school years arrived in Chicago last night for a long-term stay. Because of travelling and schedule restrictions, she was never able to visit me in college and I had to accept a substitute of less quality but more convenience from when I left Edmond, Oklahoma in 1999 until May 31st 2005. When I was a lost and disillusioned adolescent, this friend of mine helped give my life meaning and provided for hours of pleasure and emotional release, as long as we were careful to keep it fairly quiet in my room so my parents wouldn't wake up and find out what I was doing late at night. Whenever I visited home from college or work, I didn't want to fully enjoy my friend because of how much it would make me realize how much more enhanced my favorite experiences were when they were with her, so I did other things and ignored her, even trying out my brother's friend the few visits, who I hadn't had a past with. But yesterday, she hitched a ride with a family friend who has friends in Chicago... and I took her home with me.

Okay enough jerking around, want to know who this friend is? Want to slap me for being so stupidly coy? Well stay tuned for a future post... The number of comments I get will determine how soon I put a photo up.

Thanks for reading.

I'm back from Dubuque, IA everyone. I had a great time at the wedding... it was really great after being on my own in Chicago for awhile to be surrounded by nice friends, I think the great company I kept loosened me up more than any crate of champagne bottles could. I'll talk more later, but I'm still catching up on sleep and groceries on this beautiful day off so I can get back to my normal work (sigh) routine.

Here's a picture of me and the newly crowned Mrs. Jennifer Noel.