Well, it’s been…yet another year. >.> I’ve decided that this blog just ins’t serving it’s purpose anymore. Whenever I’ve got something to say about politics, I’ll say it here. However, if I do any regular posting, it’s going to be at my new site: memarinalee.wordpress.com. That blog is about my life. So check it out!
Hi! So yesterday I received my debit card statement, and noticed a rather large item from a company I didn’t immediately recognize. I called them, and found out that I had set my domain name for this site to auto renew. So in the interest of getting my money’s worth, I figured that I had to start posting again
So let’s see. Well, today’s my birthday! I’m 18. I registered to vote in the midterm election, but due to some sort of error I’ve actually got to go stand in line at the polling center, which I suppose is something that everyone should experience at least once anyway. I’m rather excited. Not at all sure what I’m going to do about the RIDICULOUS governor situation though. Maybe I’ll post about that later.
As for the future of this blog: I shaved my head, so I’m going to have to redo the banner. And since nothing else about this blog demands that it has to be strictly political, I might increase the scope a little bit. Politics, my life, random thoughts…I’ll try to keep it interesting.
What else happened today…hmm…Oh! My sister’s cancer treatment hit the $300,000 mark! This is why insurance is good. Go out and buy some.😛
So, there you have it, my first post in nearly half a year, and a breif update on my life.
I got a really awesome 18th birthday present from my aunt, here’s a picture
She sent me that, framed! John Galt! Calling! !!!! On mine it has the number, but I don’t trust all of you internet folk not to go and call it, so it’s censored here :)
In one of my favorite South Park episodes, the High School Musical one, the boys have the following conversation:
Kyle: What happened? I thought you were going to kill yourself.
Cartman: I tried. Went to sleep in my mom’s car in the garage with the engine turned on.
Stan: But you didn’t die?
Cartman: Freaking hybrids man. They just don’t do the trick anymore.
When I first heard this, I couldn’t stop laughing. A couple weeks later in my AP Enviro class (which I am actually starting to like, despite it’s being nicknamed AP Flaming Liberal), we watched the movie Who Killed the Electric Car?.
At the end, our teacher showed us some nifty charts. Going from an internal combustion engine to a hybrid electric car reduces carbon monoxide emissions by all of one percent. (If you don’t believe my recollection of the movie you can check out page four of this site, but I swear I take killer notes.) This means that if poor Cartman had really locked himself in the garage with a hybrid, he would have died from carbon monoxide poisoning.
Epic fail, South Park creators. I might just email you
Militant, I know that you have higher ratings than I, and that this leaves me in no position to criticize. However, I have watched as your blog became less and less militant. It started with an all black theme. Then, it switched to soothing shades of blue. Now it looks like…a website who’s end should not be .org, but .gov. *Gasp*
So in the interest of preserving your mode of defy-the-system protest, I am not going to change the URL for your site on my blogroll, thus forcing everyone who wants to view your cursed blog to click an extra time before reaching your site. This may not sound like much, but O! it will add up. Mwahaha!
For old time’s sake, I will link to your new blog here. But only for old time’s sake.
Militant, we will miss you.
As I’m sure that you’ve all heard by now, Ron Paul won the Conservative Political Action Conference Straw Poll. If you’re wondering, yes, this is the same Ron Paul who pronounced that he wanted to eliminate the IRS, the Department of Education, the UN, and pretty much any other governmental or nongovernmental organization you can think of to a live audience on the Colbert Report last year.
At 4:20, Colbert asks Ron to put his hand down when he mentions an organization that he would not want to abolish. Ron’s hand stays up the entire time, though he lowers it slightly for UNICEF.
To me, like to Colbert, Ron Paul is something of an enigma. He isn’t your typical conservative, with his low value of safety and military spending. However, he is also not a libertarian, as he is very much a social conservative, no matter what he tries to call himself.
Whatever Ron Paul is, there is something he very clearly isn’t. He is not the GOP’s 2012 nomination for President. Go ahead. I dare you to cry Straw Poll.
In fact, the CPAC Straw Poll is very rarely accurate. It is taken at a convention that only die hards attend, and at this, only the die hards of the die hards actually vote. This is because voting at the convention is completely optional. This year, only about 2,000 of the 10,ooo conservatives present chose to vote. At any rate, Ron Paul shouldn’t be getting his hopes up.
ChaCha claims to be a revolutionary service that will answer any question you ask, from what is cytoplasm? to how many calories are in a Budweiser? for free. The unmentioned caveat is that they also send you obnoxious targeted ads. The even less advertised caveat is that they are often WRONG.
This screen shot from the ChaCha archives shows someone asking the question, What song says all the boys want to touch my junk? and ChaCha replies “My Humps” by the Black Eyed Peas. The proper answer is “Tik Tok,” by Ke$ha. Now whatever you think of the song, (it rhymes crunk with drunk) ChaCha definitely missed the mark, reminding us, once again, that there is no such thing as a free lunch.
So who are these infallible genii who answer questions? Well, they are Guides. ChaCha has very, very strict requirements to become a Guide.
ChaCha Guides must be 18+ years old, fluent in English, and have a U.S. mailing address.
Well, if I don’t get into college, at least I have a fall back option.
In defense of ChaCha, at least you get what’s advertised. I don’t know about you, but my Bff wouldn’t have answered this question right, either.