Faute de Mieux and A Really Cool Exit

Faute de Mieux
Current mood: adored


Romance and relationships can conjour blissful, euphoric imagery or bitter reminders of the choices you must make every day. The choices you make and the choices you are forced to make because there is nothing else to choose are what I mean by "Faute de Mieux."

I'd rather have a lemon ice but there is only a "Cup of Noodles" under the small, brown refridgerator on the microwave cart. I'm too fried from my recent family vacation to journey all the way across the room to the full size refridgerator in the kitchen.

If you close your eyes and imagine chubby, fertile hens chasing a virile rooster around the chicken coop the cup of noodles chicken flavor can actually taste like chicken. It also can taste like frog's legs broth if you flick the noodles into the trash and add two year old seasoning salt. This particular soup epiphany enlightens me on the peculiar course of one of my more recent romantic relationships.

I would rather fill the heavy, lead crystal bowl sitting in my bookcase with fragrant, dewy, white Camillias but I can't find Camillias in New York City. I can find tiny white tealights on the shelves of the 99 cent stores nestled between the dusty, little mini-marts called bodegas and dreary laundrymats operating without the benefit of ancient Chinese cleaning secrets that line the streets of the boroughs of the city.

The crystal bowl is filled to the brim with tiny, white tealights because I followed the scent of Serendipity and that is all I could find. Serendipity can be a friend or a foe. What the hell is Serendipity so fucking happy about anyway?

I would love to spend the evening's hours huddled in a gossip circle with cherished friends or canoodling with that special person while engaging in a mischievous tete-a-tete.

The two hundred and fifty nine emails looming in my sterile inbox will get my undivided attention instead. I might get lucky and someone cute might IM me on myspace. That would have to be slightly more fulfilling than the spiritually void formlessness of email or maybe not.

I would have rather seen Hillary in the White House but I will be clapping wildly and appropriately thrilled when one of those other guys stands in front of the White House.

From Straw Polls to Epiphany

Isn’t It Great Being This Small?
Current mood: bitchy
Category: News and Politics


April 3, 2008


Political media coverage has been evolving into the mirror image of celebrity news. All things minor are major at the altar of concupiscense and power.

The scramble to the top is motivated by the need to rule over the little people. To make them wince with envy at the marvelous spectacle created by those individuals who can make better decisions, entertain at diplomatic brunches and wear pinstripe ten times better than the little people .

They tell us what we really need. How to dress better, think with intention and most of all they tell us who is in charge of our own bodies and personal worlds. Them. Once upon a time there was the great I am now there is the Them.

They will bestow kindness, goodness, lower gas prices during the holidays and boatloads of wisdom if we allow them to manipulate us. Of course, you have to pay first. Money, peace of mind or perhaps your personal freedoms like freedom of speech. You don't really need your civil liberties do you?

I'm crabby today and I am relieved. I don't have to make decisions for myself because I have a President who will do it for me.

I'm about to help elect a new President to be the stoical defender of me and my little world and if I'm lucky he'll let me give him a blow job. I don't have to be in a good mood today because he has enough happiness for the two of us.

Isn't it great being this small?







Monday, March 03, 2008

Incoming Fire, Look Out Obama!
Category: News and Politics


Look out Obama, here comes the fire. Ever wonder why Hillary looks a little crispy around the edges? She's been living in the fire for years now. Which is why I can not understand why she's whining about the media at this point.

The media has always had a bias. Media is a business and the business is about making money. They will almost always follow the angle that's making the money.

Hillary has been wearing a target on her backside ever since her senatorial campaign. It is a moving target and lately, it looks like she is standing so close to Obama that the naysayers lost track of who they are firing at. Finally.

Hey, I get it. Obama is smart, interesting, cute and inspiring but he is a little too "un-tinged" by political fire. Can he withstand the Republican full frontal attack if he wins the nomination? I don't think so.

Whenever anyone makes fun of me for my love of "riding bitch", I always have one thing to say. "The bitch always gets a seat." Hillary can ride the rough road and we know even if we don't like what she gets done, she will get it done. I'm not sold yet on Obama's "get it done" bitch factor.







Sunday, August 12, 2007

Straw Polls & Scarecrows

Mitt has his straw poll and I have a straw hat I wear to the beach. Other than a penchant for straw validation, Mitt and I have little in common. It surprises me that Mitt the Republican needs far less of an introduction to you, than I do.

Unlike many celebutard wannabe's, I don't care if I'm pasty white and the soup de jour of the popular set. It does not matter if you agree with me because I accept you as you are. Complete with imperfections that would challenge your acceptance of me.

Unlike myself, Mitt has your attention. He cares if you think he is pasty white and he wants you to agree with him, all the way to the polls. That's two steps short of the bank and one step closer to the current administration's cash checking policy.

Please don't ask me for an in depth explanation, just do the research. Trust me, you would be much more comfortable with my floppy, beach hat than a painfully rich, pasty white, out of touch Mormon President popular with the elite straw set.

What is so wrong with a pragmatic managerial approach to government? What happened to the seperation of church and state?