tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52955572011-04-21T17:52:30.455-04:00Functional AmbivalentTell Your Friends! Now With 40% More of What You're Looking For!Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comBlogger931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081604897241869302004-04-10T09:48:00.000-04:002004-04-10T09:52:20.106-04:00Functional Ambivalent has moved! Really! I got a real URL and designed a (kind of) real site because Belle de Jour has almost exactly the same Blogger template that I use, so it made me feel like...well, you know. Kind of dirty, like I was sharing something that really shouldn't be shared.
The New Funcitonal Ambivalent is located, interestingly enough, at www.functionalambivalent.com. Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081538146833399882004-04-09T15:15:00.000-04:002004-04-09T15:19:30.966-04:00Soon there will be a whole new Functional Ambivalent. New website, new graphics, new reason to get up in the morning.
For that reason, Sex Day is postponed. I know: The disappointment is crushing.
Still, I feel the need to feature some kind of sex for the day, so I will say "boner" and give you this link to a work of art that says so much more than mere words could ever say. Seriously: This Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081445751483941942004-04-08T13:35:00.001-04:002004-04-08T23:07:36.106-04:00Condoleezzamania is over and I feel, somehow, empty. We will see whether there is spike in t-shirt sales to report, or whether Target comes out with a line of signature Condoleezza sportswear. But I fear that there is nothing left of what had been so all-consuming just hours ago.
Except arguing. We'll keep arguing because that's what we do. Mostly we'll argue semantics rather than substance,Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081392525819193682004-04-07T22:48:00.000-04:002004-04-07T22:56:44.060-04:00Why why why are the media interested in what regular people have to say? As a former reporter who remembers well spending eleciton night wandering the streets of a small, midwestern city conducting Man-in-the-Street interviews, I can attest to the fact that most people don't have anything of value to say. This is particularly true of the kind of people who will stop to give an opinion to a Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081342252277694252004-04-07T08:50:00.000-04:002004-04-07T09:17:51.390-04:00The party of smaller, less intrusive government is going after your video collection, at least if Attorney General John Ashcroft has his way. Ashcroft, who dresses neatly and sings barbershop but is not -- we repeat not -- gay, is gravely concerned that adults might be enjoying other-than-procreative sex in private.
AttyGen Ashcroft, who one might imagine would be busy with other things, has Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081339201132208222004-04-07T08:00:00.000-04:002004-04-07T08:03:42.420-04:00Wednesday's Condimania Fun Fact! Everybody knows that Condoleezza Rice is the first female National Security Advisor. But did you know that Rice first "turned on" to international relations while a student at the University of Denver, in a class taught by the Czech refugee Josef Korbel, who's the father of the first female Secretary of State, Madeleine Albright.
Condoleezza Mania! It's now, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1081263073440533822004-04-06T10:51:00.000-04:002004-04-06T11:32:53.793-04:00I've been out of the loop for a few days and have questions. First of all, is Dennis Miller still on the air? Maybe it was a dream, but I distinctly remember seeing him beaten to death by a microphone-wielding chimp in a diaper. Second: Is John Kerry still running for President?
Oh, yeah, and one other thing: Has anyone noticed that Bravo's series, "Significant Others," is coming to the end Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080946971537127552004-04-02T18:02:00.000-05:002004-04-02T18:16:33.576-05:00For those of you keeping score at home, today is the seventh Sex Day on Functional Ambivalent. That’s a week of Sex Days. Though there is historic precedence of resting on the Seventh Day, I will push – and perhaps grind a little bit – forward. Because I am dedicated.
For those of you who prefer not to indulge in sex, please go here.
Orgasm denial: Two words that strike fear into the averageTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080750611972723452004-03-31T11:30:00.000-05:002004-03-31T12:27:59.543-05:00There is no truth to the rumor that John Kerry is going to be the subject of a VH-1 "Whatever Happened To..." documentary. In fact, the elongated Democratic nominee made a public appearance yesterday, apparently accompanied by the media, during which he took a bold and statesmanlike stand against high gasoline prices. This will be particularly effective if the Dems can somehow bamboozle the Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080679659647248562004-03-30T15:47:00.000-05:002004-03-30T16:21:02.140-05:00So a couple of days ago I get this email from a client wanting me to set up a phone conversation with...well, it doesn't really matter who with. With somebody, and the end result of this conversation is going to be some kind of press release, issued either through my client or the third party. The phone call will take maybe a half hour.
So I send an email and I offer a call time. She sends anTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080565429757167952004-03-29T08:03:00.000-05:002004-03-29T08:27:06.436-05:00Anyone else out there fascinated by the Bush Administration's policy on declassifying secret documents? This weekend, every time I turned on the TV or opened a newspaper, some Bushie was offering to declassify documents to prove that Richard Clarke is a boob.
So, if an administration declassifies documents entirely for political reasons, does that imply that the documents had classified Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080341243394534072004-03-26T17:47:00.000-05:002004-03-29T08:09:18.903-05:00You may find this particular Sex Day posting hard to swallow. You may snicker, or even laugh. But I assure you: This is no joke. It is, instead, a case of human suffering not generally recognized.
Consider, if you will, the sad story of Jonah Falcon, an average man in every way but one. He grew up in a supportive family, protected from the knowledge that he was different from the other kids.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080226691882279302004-03-25T09:58:00.000-05:002004-03-25T10:09:55.233-05:00Steve over at Vodkapundit has an interesting thread going about the box office numbers for The Passion of the Christ. The question at hand: Is the movie's gross revenue inflated artificially by churches that have paid for a lot of unused tickets. Steve asked for anecdotal evidence and got, not surprisingly, a mixture of reactions.
My church bought a bunch of tickets to a showing, and many ofTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080156333740466572004-03-24T14:25:00.000-05:002004-03-24T15:00:07.653-05:00Liberal Media watch: Timothy Noah over at Slate has a nice little story about a Kalamazoo radio personality who lost his job because he helped expose what might well be illegal Republican pressure on Michigan Rep. Nick Smith to vote for President Bush's Medicare bill. Smith said the GOP had tried to bribe him for his vote, then denied that he had ever said such a thing. Smith and his GOP Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1080141035475605002004-03-24T10:10:00.000-05:002004-03-24T10:16:08.856-05:00Try to imagine what the Republican Congress would have said if President Clinton had done what Republicans are now condemning him for not doing. Imagine the reaction on the floor of the House if Clinton had, for example, launched an invasion of Afghanistan in search of Osama bin Laden. Imagine what they would have said if he had launched the attack in the waning days of his Presidency.
Is Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1079970761631471222004-03-22T10:52:00.000-05:002004-03-22T13:15:31.483-05:00Tom Wolfe, who is the most exuberantly American writer of the 20th Century wrote something cool a few years ago that I just this weekend read. I know: It's old news. But Wolfe, who is a briliant social observer with a deep, deep background in American culture and history, has put into words something important. It's from Hooking Up, a collection of previously published materials that was, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1079736762289240852004-03-19T17:52:00.000-05:002004-03-19T18:08:20.436-05:00It's Sex Day! Sex Day is running late today because I'm getting older and it takes me longer to get it up.
When, exactly, did pubic hair become unfashionable? I’m not sure. Maybe I missed a memo. But some time in the last decade pubic hair became a Glamour Don’t, and while I’m not exactly sure of the timing, I’m sure it wasn’t always this way.
For example, when I was in about seventh grade,Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1079447900228761902004-03-16T09:38:00.000-05:002004-03-16T10:55:49.356-05:00Leave it to a Republican to illustrate just how dangerous the religious fundamentalist political agenda really is. Who elects these people?
Oh, yeah, we do. I forget.
Ron Lewis is the esteemed Republican Representative of Kentucky's Second District. He's a graduate of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, which purged all homosexuals from its staff a few years ago and which preaches Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1079360556446281402004-03-15T09:22:00.000-05:002004-03-16T10:26:05.606-05:00I had the best idea for a campaign ad in the history of campaign ads this morning. No kidding. It is a particularly elegant act of "technically true" (to use a term coined by Condoleezza Rice when discussing yellowcake uranium) distortion that may just put me at the rarefied apex of American political discourse.
I got the idea here, when I was reading about the Bush family putting their Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1079130068546880352004-03-12T17:21:00.000-05:002004-03-15T09:09:35.530-05:00Happy Sex Day. For those of you who don't know, Fridays are Sex Day here at FunctionalAmbivalent. If you don't like Sex Days, please go here to find something that has nothing to do with sex.
Still with me? Good...
Because I am a True Patriot, I have no doubt at all that nudity is dirty. And I have no regrets, either, because if nudity weren’t dirty it wouldn’t be nearly as much fun, and I Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1079023277986616682004-03-11T11:41:00.000-05:002004-03-11T11:44:23.310-05:00See, campaign finance reform really is a restriction of Freedom of Speech. The conservatives -- notably George Will -- were right about that all along, even though they've now apparently fully embraced the principles of McCain-Feingold in an attempt to limit the political speech of people who don't like President Bush. Hypocracy? Well, yeah, but to be fair, the Dems are being every bit as Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1078761100462961992004-03-08T10:51:00.000-05:002004-03-08T11:00:09.076-05:00So, what do you think the market is for the DNA of people who never really did anything much? I ask this because John Henry Williams, who fought to have his father, Ted, flash frozen to preserve the freshness of his DNA, has died .
John Henry's relationship with his father wasn't much, really, until late in Teddy Ballgame's life, what with Ted being kind of a bastard and all. But when the Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1078528643120695792004-03-05T18:17:00.000-05:002004-03-08T11:04:11.293-05:00WARNING: The following blog contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity. Because every Friday is Sex Day!
So, is anyone out there going to the big masturbation party in London on the 25th? Anyone? Show of…no, maybe you should just leave your hands right where they are.
Now, if you’re like me – and you should be glad every single day of your life that you’re not – you’re probably Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1078240024553657032004-03-02T10:07:00.000-05:002004-03-02T10:09:58.360-05:00I think the Democratic Party should go out of business. You know: Put up big signs offering voter databases at low, low prices, start laying off employees, and sell all the office furniture and fixtures at a big, blowout auction. Just fold the place up and go on to the next endeavor, maybe a little start-up party in Oklahoma or somewhere.
This occured to me over the weekend, as it finally Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077915790939171262004-02-27T16:03:00.000-05:002004-02-27T16:18:17.170-05:00The weather outside is sunny and warm, a promise of spring to come. And spring is, according to common legend, mating season. Which means…that’s right! It’s sex day!
As you all know, the government is cracking down on all forms of sex not approved by the Republican National Committee. These include: Sex on television, sex on radio, and sex with someone you’re not married to, even if it’s Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077833370043268982004-02-26T17:09:00.000-05:002004-02-26T17:12:17.576-05:00I have a new favorite website: Grouphug.us. It's a place where people go to make anonymous confessions. Here's one that's more-or-less typical:
i was so drunk the other night that i peed on my dorm floor. My roomate saw the whole thing and didnt even bother to help me to the bathroom. Now our whole room smells like urine and i hate her. its not my fault that i cant handle my liquor, weed and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077809813431211302004-02-26T10:36:00.000-05:002004-02-26T10:39:40.390-05:00Amending the Constitution can be fun! For those of you who think that our political leaders feel any hesitation at all about adding to the Constitution in service to whatever their political-position-of-the-moment might be, here's a list of Constitutional amendments proposed in the last thirteen years.
Keep in mind, these are not amendments proposed by sandwich-board-wearing lunatics Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077722364281985712004-02-25T10:19:00.000-05:002004-02-25T10:22:09.983-05:00The concept of a Christian Left seems to have blown a few people's minds, judging from my mail. So, as a public service, here is a vastly more informed blog than mine bemoaning the inert politics of the Christian Left:
This timidity has allowed conservative Christian leaders like Albert Mohler to set the debate in terms of “religious” versus “secular” and “eternal truths” versus “postmodern Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077678428540060282004-02-24T22:07:00.000-05:002004-02-24T22:12:29.060-05:00You know, this is the time of year I grow nostalgic. Down south, spring training is going on. Ballplayers are gathering on green grass, and all around them kids and dads are looking on, taken away by the wonder of a sport that is almost mystical in its hold on some of us.
At the same time, I'm bombarded with imagery from the far north, of ice sculptures that remind me of my youth in a place Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077285367549350292004-02-20T08:56:00.000-05:002004-02-20T15:57:05.403-05:00It's Sex Day! Yay! Put on you CFM pumps and strap on your strap-on! Pour yourself a jelly jar of Smirnoff Ice, throw the switch on the electric fireplace, and settle in for three minutes of uninterrupted ecstacy.
Except, first, Sex Day needs a theme song. You know, something to get our toes tapping before we get our hearts -- among other things -- pumping. How about this one, sung to the Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077122230164100122004-02-18T11:37:00.000-05:002004-02-18T11:47:37.763-05:00I don't believe in the liberal media conspiracy. I don't I don't I don't. But a thoughtful, civil reader,whose name is Todd, sends this about my 2/17 posting:
I thought your piece very even handed until I saw your comment on the dominant media voice being “attack dog conservative”. There must be more than one dominant media voice. I hear, see and read plenty from the “attack dog liberal” Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1077034843033530102004-02-17T11:20:00.000-05:002004-02-17T11:23:22.030-05:00I listen to Rush Limbaugh when I'm in the car and his show is on. It's interesting to hear what he says, and he's definitely the heartbeat of the movement Republicans who have taken over the Federal Government. Plus, Rush is entertaining, most of the time by accident but occaisionally on purpose. He has moments when it seems like he's reporting from another universe, one that's kind of like Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076940722701083392004-02-16T09:12:00.000-05:002004-02-16T17:31:18.060-05:00I've figured out how to handicap the Presidential election. No, really, I have. I know who's going to win, and I have a sure-fire way to know who's going to win not only this presidential election but every presidential election until, oh, about 2040.
The person who wins will be the person most Americans would rather party with.
No kidding; do the math. We've turned into a party nation. Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076709372373548902004-02-13T16:56:00.000-05:002004-02-16T09:55:14.483-05:00It’s sex day! That’s right! I was thinking about doing a perfunctory post and then rolling over and going to sleep, because I was up late last night working and had a long morning of meetings and catching up with things and…well, I love you but I’m really tired and I’m sure you understand…
But no! It’s Sex Day!
OK, no more exclamation points.
In honor of Valentine’s Day I am postponing Sex Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076616694965825472004-02-12T15:11:00.000-05:002004-02-12T15:23:32.496-05:00I'm going to hate this election, I just know it. The whole thing is going to be about...nothing. Fags and flags and Janet's bags, and now we've got a new entry: John Kerry's purported infidelity.
Anyone remember the President's and Vice President's drunk driving arrests?
Anyone think this should be what the Presidential campaign is about?
We should all go to Washington and throw dung at Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076472995095577852004-02-10T23:16:00.000-05:002004-02-10T23:36:00.060-05:00A bunch of Iraqis died today at the hands of terrorists who fear freedom more than anything else in the world. I think those of us who've grown up in liberty should take a moment to appreciate the sacrifice it takes to achieve freedom out of tyranty. Most of us think fighting for freedom is something that happens overseas; it might be worth visiting this site to remind ourselves that American Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076440493361771702004-02-10T14:14:00.000-05:002004-02-10T14:29:27.983-05:00I was wrong. I, unlike our President, can admit that. I'm not comfortable admitting I'm wrong, but I can confess my ineptitude and go on with my life.
I was wrong. I thought the whole Janet Jackson boob thing would go away after three days, that it was just another media firestorm that would burn itself out, and I was wrong.
Janet's breast, it seems, is here to stay, even after it becomes Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076346529315214422004-02-09T12:08:00.000-05:002004-02-09T12:11:14.076-05:00There is apparently a company called AccuPoll out there that makes idiot-proof election equipment. I just got a mass-mailed stock tip informing me that AccuPoll is in the running for a big federal contract, and that I should invest now because the company is about to experience a growth spurt. AccuPoll's OTC:BB stock symbol is "ACUP." After their growth spurt, will they change it to "BCUP"?Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076344126262213392004-02-09T11:28:00.000-05:002004-02-09T11:44:58.170-05:00The most interesting part of President Bush's interview on "Meet the Press," at least according to me, was this:
We thought he had weapons. The international community thought he had weapons. But he had the capacity to make a weapon and then let that weapon fall into the hands of a shadowy terrorist network.
"Shadowy terrorist network?" Does anyone who isn't either horribly over-rehearsed or Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076337395024168112004-02-09T09:36:00.000-05:002004-02-09T11:53:05.340-05:00The Liberal Media...Exposed! CNN has admitted that they were unfair to Howard Dean in replaying the Iowa Scream video. Dean, the most liberal of the viable democratic candidates for nomination, was destroyed as a candidate as a result of the scream and the media's playing of it over and over and over and over.
Proof, if any is necessary, that The Liberal Media is a conservative myth. CNN Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1076011356652596352004-02-05T15:02:00.000-05:002004-02-05T15:33:39.403-05:00Anyone for another rash prediction? How about this: Vice President Cheney will not be on the ballot come November.
He's dead-center in a number of embarrassing messes. He's been duck hunting with Justice Scalia, a couple of his aides are about to be implicated in the release of information about Valerie Plame, and his Hobbesian vision of the world is in large measure what led the White House Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1075921177738521172004-02-04T13:59:00.000-05:002004-02-04T14:01:55.216-05:00Nipple update! (Not to be confused with a surgical procedure.) Could this be the thing Janet Jackson was wearing during the Superbowl Boob Blowout? And could it be possible that Ms. Jackson purchased said accoutrement on QVC?
Whatever. Heavy metal like this is clearly not cold weather wear.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1075911679282623822004-02-04T11:21:00.000-05:002004-02-04T11:26:34.233-05:00So I'm having lunch yesterday with a hard-core, gun-totin' Republican who I really really like. And we're killing time talking politics while our salads (ugh) come out of the kitchen. We're about ten minutes into the conversation and it occurs to me that I'm bitching about Democrats and he's bitching about President Bush. We're like a couple of depressed drunks hunched over our drinks Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1075825283503018472004-02-03T11:21:00.000-05:002004-02-03T11:24:14.030-05:00Nipple decoration? I fancy myself to be fairly sophisticated, but the jewelry displayed by Janet Jackson at the Superbowl...this is new to me. Could it conceivably be something that was worn not to be displayed? Is this something that hip women are doing underneath their bras, jewelry meant to excite the wearer more than the viewer?
It looks uncomfortable to me, but then most sexy things Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1075735239108073182004-02-02T10:20:00.000-05:002004-02-02T10:24:35.810-05:00What's the deal with having investigative bodies report their results only after the election? Isn't the whole point of investigations to have a more informed electorate?
The 9/11 Commission, which President Bush convened 18 months after the 9/11 everyone is talking about when they say "9/11," is now saying it can't complete its work by it's deadline. (It took FDR less than a week to convene aTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1075386847283418232004-01-29T09:34:00.000-05:002004-01-29T09:36:18.326-05:00People insist on talking about Hillary Clinton as a possible Presidential candidate, either as a step-in logjam-breaker this year or as a regular old candidate four years from now, after a second Bush term.
I think everyone ought to take a moment and consider the implications of all this Hillary talk: First there's President GHW Bush. Then there's President WJ Clinton. Then there's President Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1075302161619019512004-01-28T10:02:00.000-05:002004-01-28T10:05:54.810-05:00In the aftermath of New Hampshire, one thing stands out: Wolf Blitzer doesn't belong in the anchor chair on election night.
I don't get Wolf the same way I don't get President Bush. I look at each and see something clearly different from what so many other people apparently see. To CNN's leadership, he must look strong and confident and informed. To me, he looks nervous and over his head Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074784513718192292004-01-22T10:15:00.000-05:002004-01-22T10:23:16.500-05:00I'm telling you: The next election is going to be all about Fags and Flags. President Bush laid the groundwork in his State of the Union Address. He positioned himself as the only way to continue the war on terrorism and came out in favor of Amending the Constitution to "protect" heterosexual marriage. Everyone but me wants to surrender to the terrorists; everyone but me wants to recruit your Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074710522482689872004-01-21T13:42:00.000-05:002004-01-21T13:48:06.686-05:00Ray Rayner died today. If you didn't grow up in Chicago you probably have no idea who Ray Rayner was, but you no doubt knew someone like him. He was one of those early-days-of-TV guys who did a little of everything on the air. He worked for WGN before it was a Superstation, back when it was a barely professional provincial outpost.
Rayner hosted a series of shows for kids that basically Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074620564362229512004-01-20T12:42:00.000-05:002004-01-20T12:44:42.373-05:00An independent poll of publicists and PR professionals with a sample of 2 and a margin for error of nearly 100% suggests that Howard Dean won't recover from his meltdown. The poll was conducted this morning over coffee and breakfast burritos at a nearby McDonalds, and my friends the communications professionals - both of whom have significant crisis management chops - think that Dean's Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074614264676839412004-01-20T10:57:00.000-05:002004-01-20T10:59:42.216-05:00The Ed Muskie Psychotic Meldown Award goes to: Howard Dean! Governor Dean, apparently in an attempt to bouy the spirits of his youthfull followers, went manic with the whole world watching. Goodbye, Howard. It's been interesting...
The democrats proved last night that they're serious about regaining the White House. They rejected ideology and anger and went instead for the possibility of Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074355164691885522004-01-17T10:59:00.000-05:002004-01-17T11:01:18.280-05:00A kid in my church is off to war. I say "kid." He's 24, an army reservist with a couple of kids, and he's being deployed for training and eventual duty in Iraq. His mother is a mess; I haven't spoken to his wife, but I'm sure she's a mess, too.
I can't imagine the hole a deployment must leave in a family. Just suddenly daddy's gone. This family is lucky in the sense that they have a big Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074350068846520982004-01-17T09:34:00.000-05:002004-01-17T09:54:18.466-05:00Now that we've all bought into the Mars trip, it's time to start killing the successful, cost-effective space programs. First on the chopping block: The Hubble Space Telescope, which will be allowed to expire in orbit so that all future manned space missions can, per the President's order, focus on sending men to Mars.
Really: I don't care that much about space. This isn't supposed to be a Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074279920423891262004-01-16T14:05:00.000-05:002004-01-16T14:08:20.733-05:00Having fully recovered from my bout with a giant martini a friend sends this link to a source for giant wine glasses. From the description: "This Stunning Maxi Bordeaux Wine Glass fits over 13 Bottles of Wine!"
Could I get that with two straws, please?
Michael Jackson, in an apparent attempt to counter the public perception that he is weird, showed up 21 minutes late for court today. Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1074178991233105132004-01-15T10:03:00.000-05:002004-01-15T10:20:34.263-05:00We've got a winner in the "Where Will President Bush's Next Invasion Be?" pool. Will the person who chose "Mars" please report to reception to collect your fabulous prize.
I'm very excited about this whole Mars thing. Not about the trip to Mars, of course. We could do a vastly more cost effective job of exploring the planet with robots. No, what I'm excited about is the now-apparent Bush Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073993663829102232004-01-13T06:34:00.000-05:002004-01-13T06:45:49.746-05:00Well, at least we know what it takes to get the Bush Administration to investigate something. It took 18 months and a huge amount of Congressional pressure to get an investigation of 9/11 going. The investigation into the apparently vengeful exposure of an undercover CIA operative, Valerie Plame, is moving about as fast as OJ Simpson's search for his wife's killer.
But go on "60 Minutes" andTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073857718204470302004-01-11T16:48:00.000-05:002004-01-11T16:53:26.373-05:00I made the biggest martini in history last night. It was like a joke martini, about a third of a bottle of gin in a giant glass with a long line of olives jammed on a bamboo pole swirling around in it. I did it for the same reason humans accomplish all great things: To push back the frontiers.
I have been to restaurants that have as promotional items giant margaritas. I have sipped from Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073773481095615712004-01-10T17:24:00.000-05:002004-01-10T17:26:26.326-05:00Maybe we can get President Bush to send Pete Rose to Mars. Just an idea, of course, and perhaps in need of some refinement, but on the surface it makes sense. Using NASA figures, it would only cost us about $200 billion dollars, assuming Pete was alone and the trip was one way.
If you detect that I'm tired of Charlie Hustle, you detect correct. I had a lot of sympathy for Pete until he Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073678772424899022004-01-09T15:06:00.000-05:002004-01-09T15:07:56.466-05:00So President Bush wants to go to the moon. Or, more precisely, he wants someone else to go to the moon for him.
The thinking behind this is apparently thus: We've got a lot of extra federal money lying around, so why not use it on something that serves no purpose?
Gregg Easterbrook, who is smarter than the average bear, does a number on the Moon/Mars mission in his ultra-swanky Easterblog. Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073507871505192662004-01-07T15:37:00.000-05:002004-01-07T15:39:32.623-05:00Wha-freakin'-hoo. I'm getting subpoenaed to testify against my old boss. Just when I get the feeling that all of that corporate corruption crap is behind me, it turns up right there in front of me, ready to be stepped into. I get to spend an afternoon down at the US Attorney's office, answering questions that will make me feel stupid.
"So, didn't you think something suspicious was going on Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073488984889595312004-01-07T10:23:00.000-05:002004-01-07T10:33:49.013-05:00I think I'm going to change my Conservative Columnist Obsession. Andrew Sullivan seems, lately, to be back on track. So maybe I'll start stalking David Brooks.
I like David Brooks. I thought his Bobos in Paradise was brilliant social commentary. (Not as good as Paul Fussell's Class, but right there.) He's shown a willingness to question his own beliefs and an ability to learn and grow, and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1073404952807201052004-01-06T11:02:00.000-05:002004-01-06T11:04:12.686-05:00The whole Britney Spears thing makes me wonder: Should heterosexuals be allowed to marry? I mean, if you look at the hash they've made of a sacred institution, there's a pretty good argument that we ought to abandon the whole idea of heterosexual marriage and give homosexuals a chance. They couldn't do any worse, could they?
Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1072888362949413922003-12-31T11:32:00.000-05:002004-01-06T11:04:55.670-05:00I've been to Iowa and if you're a Democrat the news is not encouraging. Iowa, which is in many ways a time warp, is now witnessing a run-up to the caucuses that is in all ways a time warp. I felt like I was watching TV commercials from six months ago. If the Dems are counting on economic collapse and defeat in Iraq...well, maybe they'd better rethink.
I was in Iowa visiting the inlaws for Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1071501413788735222003-12-15T10:16:00.000-05:002003-12-15T10:18:04.420-05:00They got the bastard. Got him down in a hole in the ground. Pulled him out scared and tired and bedraggled. I'm not sure if I've ever felt less sympathy for anyone, with the possible exception of his psychopathic son Uday. I'd have liked to have heard Uday's last gurgling breath.
That they captured Saddam alive is all the better. Uday served no purpose but to die, and refusing to surrender Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1069269701675234372003-11-19T14:21:00.000-05:002003-11-19T14:22:17.233-05:00Michael Jackson is in Vegas doing a music video while his ranch gets raided by the police, who are investigating another child molestation charge against the King of Pop. There's something beautiful about that, though I'm not sure what it is. I guess it has to do with my belief that Las Vegas and Michael Jackson spring from the same, distinctly American urge. They're both flashy and expensive Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1069169275396651222003-11-18T10:27:00.000-05:002003-11-18T10:57:24.903-05:00The phones are abuzz this morning with people wondering what's going on with my old boss, who is being arraigned this morning on federal wire fraud charges. (I'm not sure there's such a thing as state wire fraud charges.) He's accused of stealing a few million bucks from the company we worked for. He was chairman, and the result of his visionary leadership was a kind of mini-Enron that flushedTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1068734162511099462003-11-13T09:36:00.000-05:002003-11-13T09:36:58.140-05:00Anger management. That's what I need.
I could go either way on how to manage my anger, of course. I could do the '70s thing and just let it out. Bust a few pieces of furniture, smash a tumbler of bourbon into the fireplace, kick the dog. Boy, that would feel good. Well, maybe not kicking the dog, but the rest of it. I haven't thrown a good tantrum in years, though sometimes I have dreams Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1067464707574926352003-10-29T16:58:00.000-05:002003-10-29T16:58:36.140-05:00The Chairman of the company I used to work for was arrested the other day and will be arraigned on charges of wire fraud. He faces twenty years in jail for swindling shareholders of the start-up cable television network we worked for.
That business is long gone, done-in by his embezzling ways. Of $25 million in venture capital the company raised, $6 million went straight into his pockets. (Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1064259218982418912003-09-22T15:28:00.000-04:002003-09-22T15:39:53.770-04:00Someone get Guinness on the line! Scientists have discovered the world's oldest genetalia. The fossilized 400 million year old penises belonged to a creature not unlike the modern Daddy Longlegs. The discovery means that Hugh Hefner no longer has an entry in the Book of World Records.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1063901862681055072003-09-18T12:17:00.000-04:002003-09-18T12:18:16.663-04:00Just what we need: From our good friends at Porsche, a three-ton SUV that tops out at 165 miles per hour. How many of these things do you think will ever journey off-road? I mean, on purpose?Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1063714948609786222003-09-16T08:19:00.000-04:002003-09-16T08:22:44.606-04:00Metaphorically interesting job possibility from my good friends at Monster:
Senior Project Manager, Wastewater. Manage engineering projects for wastewater treatment systems including studies, feasibility analyses (economic and financial), process design, permitting, capital improvement planning, preliminary and detail design and equipment selection.
While I lack the necessary engineering degreesTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1063285447952862882003-09-11T08:28:00.000-04:002003-09-11T09:28:46.690-04:00Winston Churchill, perhaps the greatest man of the 20th Century, had an idea. As the American and British Armies slogged up the Italian boot, the British Prime Minister decided it would help if the Allies invaded ahead of the front, and he chose the Italian town of Anzio as the location.
In the Allied command, no one but Churchill thought the invasion of Anzio a good idea. Eisnehower had Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1063211637630234482003-09-10T12:33:00.000-04:002004-02-20T15:45:42.890-05:00I'm writing this while I'm listening to a friend on the radio. He's never been a radio talk show host before, and he's filling in for a nationally syndicated radio host, and he's doing a really good job. Of course, he's a right-wing crackpot, but he's also smart and funny and sounds remarkably good. And it's weird hearing him on the air talking about the Democrats who are running for PresidentTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1061470110957617212003-08-21T08:48:00.000-04:002003-08-21T08:48:30.950-04:00The good people at Monster tell me that today I should be a retirement counselor in Oakland, California. The compensation package for this exulted position includes a death and dismemberment benefit, which suggests to me that the retirees I would be counseling maybe aren't that happy about being shown the door.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1060953235500698212003-08-15T09:13:00.000-04:002003-08-16T21:22:47.570-04:00Fair and Balanced is being headlined in this blog because I believe that Fox News' suit against Al Franken is a threat to the First Amendment. There is such a thing as "fair use" of a trademark or copyrighted item; it's why people can write unfavorable movie reviews that mention the name of the movie. If Fox were to win its suit - and Fox won't, I'm certain - it would be one of the most radicalTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1060887243802954432003-08-14T14:54:00.000-04:002003-08-14T15:45:53.483-04:00It's not exactly a business rule, but I like it anyway. It's from writer and bon vivant Robert Benchley, member of the Algonquin Round Table and one of the funniest people in history:
There are two types of people in the world: Those who divide people into two types, and those who don't.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1060884541100322672003-08-14T14:09:00.000-04:002003-08-14T16:53:41.233-04:00I've seen and done a lot of networking over the last few months and I've formulated a few theories about what works. But here's an article about what not to do that made me laugh. And when you're unemployed, a laugh is a good thing.
Someone asked me to repost my "Eight Stages of Unemployment", so here they are:
Primary Anger - I got fired! Those bastards! I'll show them!
Optimism - Wow, it's Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1060864303789947582003-08-14T08:31:00.000-04:002003-08-14T09:00:21.343-04:00You have good days and bad days when you're unemployed, and yesterday was a bad day. No specific reason; the situation is just getting to me.
I started the day with what I thought might be a promising networking meeting, but it went nowhere. A local healthcare company, operator of many hospitals, big advertiser in a highly competitive market. Got to the Chief Marketing Officer herself, and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1060630485749453052003-08-11T15:34:00.000-04:002003-08-11T15:40:40.730-04:00I went to the meeting of a professional organization for HR people today, something I can't believe more job seekers don't do. I went armed with something to talk about - my pro bono website for unemployed executives - and in the process made a half-dozen great contacts to follow-up on. I think I was the only unemployed guy working the room, which leads me to believe that lots of unemployed Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1060538618641285582003-08-10T14:03:00.000-04:002003-08-10T14:10:50.513-04:00I had a job interview Friday. You're jealous, aren't you?
I got a haircut, put on a dark blue dress shirt and my brand-new yellow tie with the little blue diamond pattern on it. I wore my dark gray suit and buffed my lucky black loafers (the shoes I wore when we presented my show to Fox, which they bought without making a pilot) to a startling shine. I took breath mints and a couple of Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059763053235866922003-08-01T14:37:00.000-04:002003-08-01T17:28:01.933-04:00Monster misunderstanding. The good people at Monster.com, seeing that I had a background in television production, sent me this notice of a job which will apparently suit my career goals:
Production. Load and unload plastic containers on trucks from conveyor belt.
Keep work area clean. Many shifts available.
It also informs me that I am eligible to be paid between $8 an hour and $8 an hour, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059755798472399502003-08-01T12:36:00.000-04:002003-08-01T17:22:16.366-04:00Word of the day: Buttfuckery, as used by a hideously bigoted letter writer at Andrew Sullivan's blog. I can't remember getting such a kick out of a word. I just think about it and it makes me laugh. "Buttfuckery!" Ha ha ho ho hee hee. See?
I spent most of the morning being a career counselor, the irony of which does not escape me. I am, after all, thoroughly unemployed. Despite that, a Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059597418010482882003-07-30T16:36:00.000-04:002003-07-30T17:14:01.493-04:00If you want a glimpse of the upcoming Presidential election consider President Bush's endorsement of heterosexual marriage.
We're going to end up with a year-long Presidential campaign that deals not with anything serious, but with homosexual marriage, an issue that does not exist at the federal level. (Marriage is controlled by the states, and states' rights are a big thing with Republicans, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059575465235947852003-07-30T10:31:00.000-04:002003-07-30T10:53:00.316-04:00The unemployment numbers are wrong. New ones are coming out today, and they're wrong. A straw poll of the unemployed people I hang around with indicates that only about half would show up in any of the government statistics. Some, like me, are working head-above-water jobs while searching. I got laid off in January and while I signed up for unemployment I never collected a check, so I'm Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059486627266432062003-07-29T09:50:00.000-04:002003-07-29T10:10:12.413-04:00I'm all a-tingle. New reports are that Saddam is on the verge of capture. Wouldn't it be cool if they got him alive? I doubt he'd surrender, but wouldn't you just love to see him in a cage?
It's great waking up to good news. I remember one morning years ago, I was out in Palm Springs on a story for Los Angeles Magazine, and a show business friend of mine was staying the same hotel and we Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059412295390392642003-07-28T13:11:00.000-04:002003-07-28T13:17:19.346-04:00Nothing brings me down like breaking in a new marketing committee, which is what I spent the morning doing for one of my pro bono gigs. A bunch of corporate marketing jocks aclimated to million dollar budgets have volunteered to be a marketing committee, their primary job being, apparently, to complicate the lives of volunteers like me who are doing just fine. They came into the meeting today Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059277192077770292003-07-26T23:39:00.000-04:002003-07-26T23:39:51.966-04:00My kid hit a grand slam home run today. With two strikes on him he turned on an inside pitch and hit it down the left field line and over the fence, which is 330 feet away. The ump walked over to where I was sitting and said he'd never been working that league for four years and had never seen anyone hit over the fence. The league is for 13 to 15 year olds, and my son is 13, and he hit the Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1059164949336539942003-07-25T16:29:00.000-04:002003-07-25T16:29:09.300-04:00Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1057755850785207512003-07-09T09:04:00.000-04:002003-07-09T09:11:12.843-04:00You gotta love those whacky online job search engines. I get email every morning from Monster, Hotjobs and a couple of others informing me that I'm a perfect match for different jobs that have been posted. Today was an especially fruitfull morning, filled with promise and possibility. Keep in mind that I'm a marketing guy with a strong background in television production and writing.
This Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-1056980658993937742003-06-30T09:44:00.000-04:002003-06-30T09:44:18.950-04:00Last night I dreamed I went to a game at Yankee Stadium with Sarah Jessica Parker and while we were sitting there my teeth started falling out. The sensation was really weird. It started with the lower right front teeth, and then moved back to the molars. I Knew I needed to go to the dentists but I didn't want to leave the game and Sarah Jessica Parker. I also didn't want to explain what was Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-958647052003-06-20T11:12:00.000-04:002003-06-20T11:12:05.330-04:00A couple of days - or maybe weeks - ago I wrote about a gynecologist named Dix. I am reminded that there is a local surgeon named Kuntz. Too bad he isn't a urologist.
I'm having a lot of secret meetings these days. Start-ups that no one can know about, personel issues in organizations I consult with, that kind of stuff. All very melodramatic and vaguely ridiculous. It's lawyers that make usTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-958348722003-06-19T14:00:00.000-04:002003-06-19T14:00:15.353-04:00I actually wrote this yesterday but the computer crashed in the middle of everything. My computer crashes in pieces, and when I saw it going down I highlighted all, copied, and got hte hell over to a Word document. There, I pasted the blogstuff into an open document (a situation report for a consulting gig) and saved. When the computer finally went down, I felt proud of my fast reactions. So Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295557.post-952874762003-06-04T11:36:00.000-04:002003-06-04T11:44:43.000-04:00I'm doing nothing about finding a job. My networking has ground to a halt and I'm not making my phone calls. I don't have any business lunches scheduled this week. All I'm doing is working and I'm not doing that very effectively. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's the fact that school is out and the kids are around. Maybe it's just a biochemical funk of some sort. Whatever, it had better Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178897703614629738noreply@blogger.com