creepy.

this video has it all. diversity, flutes, brainwashing...this election is gonna be awesome! now if we could just get a debate where some questions get answered?

i'm a husker fan...

so, these two PAC 10 teams, which call oregon home, hold no real value to me. however, if forced to pick one...i'm leaning towards the beavers. if for no particular reason besides this picture and the fact that the beavers win big games.

elect matt damon.

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MCOTW...

a great man.

this guy could fish. he could dance. and will always be a hero.
i will always cherish being able to hang out with him. and beat him several times on his own pool table.

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i'm not voting...still

cheese and rice, i swear obama wants to lose. i suppose it's not officially from his campaign, but come on, dude...you put the squeeze on the whole ludacris incident? you must not want my vote if this is allowed out there in cyberspace.
i dare you to watch this in its entirety.
after viewing this i sat down at work and wrote a better song with a crayon...left-handed.
it went something like this:
"poo, caca, diapers. go out and vote. poo, caca, diapers. go out and vote. poo, caca, diapers. drugs are bad. so is poverty. word."

espana love...

training camp starts next week. here's to no more bad knees! here's to aldridge making the leap to all-star! here's to another rookie of the year! here's to oden knocking kobe to the floor at the staples on opening night! go blazers!

i'm stoked. this brody jenner, panty droppin' SOB better do THIS all the time:

PETA...

PETA must be drinking breastmilk from crack addicts?
there isn't any other explanation.
i really need to quit going to this site. every time i visit i find out an actor i like is some sort of activist...then i have to hate him or her. i'm talking to you, alec baldwin. click here. but it's so damn funny.

September 23, 2008

Ben Cohen and Jerry Greenfield, Cofounders

Ben & Jerry's Homemade Inc.

Dear Mr. Cohen and Mr. Greenfield,

On behalf of PETA and our more than 2 million members and supporters, I'd like to bring your attention to an innovative new idea from Switzerland that would bring a unique twist to Ben and Jerry's.

Storchen restaurant is set to unveil a menu that includes soups, stews, and sauces made with at least 75 percent breast milk procured from human donors who are paid in exchange for their milk. If Ben and Jerry's replaced the cow's milk in its ice cream with breast milk, your customers-and cows-would reap the benefits.

Using cow's milk for your ice cream is a hazard to your customer's health. Dairy products have been linked to juvenile diabetes, allergies, constipation, obesity, and prostate and ovarian cancer. The late Dr. Benjamin Spock, America's leading authority on child care, spoke out against feeding cow's milk to children, saying it may play a role in anemia, allergies, and juvenile diabetes and in the long term, will set kids up for obesity and heart disease-America's number one cause of death.

Animals will also benefit from the switch to breast milk. Like all mammals, cows only produce milk during and after pregnancy, so to be able to constantly milk them, cows are forcefully impregnated every nine months. After several years of living in filthy conditions and being forced to produce 10 times more milk than they would naturally, their exhausted bodies are turned into hamburgers or ground up for soup.

And of course, the veal industry could not survive without the dairy industry. Because male calves can't produce milk, dairy farmers take them from their mothers immediately after birth and sell them to veal farms, where they endure 14 to17 weeks of torment chained inside a crate so small that they can't even turn around.

The breast is best! Won't you give cows and their babies a break and our health a boost by switching from cow's milk to breast milk in Ben and Jerry's ice cream? Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,

Tracy Reiman

drugs.

ever walk around pioneer square after the sun goes down? no. well, here's an idea.

feelin' sorry for myself...

growing up, hangin' in the outdoors, i learned my dad had quite the temper. i've seen him chuck tangled reels into rivers. i've held back laughter watching him shot put an entire rod and reel combo into a minnesota lake after a giant northern pike came unbuttoned. one opening morning he peppered our yellow lab's ass from about 50yds when the pup kept getting too far out in front of us busting pheasants.
now, for the most part, i've bottled up this trait when fishing. god knows it's been hard. i've had plenty of mishaps and frustrations. who hasn't? but that's part of the game, right? well, today i came as close to losing my shit as i can remember.
you ever have one of those mornings? you probably have.
i overslept. flipped a coin in my head...should i even bother? i missed the bite.
"aw, screw it, you'll kick yourself for not going", says the little voice in my head.
so i went.
8am, two hours later than i planned to start, i jumped in my waders, threw on my backpack, and hit the trail. my plan was to hike upstream 4-5 miles, then work my way down. it was monday. most people have real jobs, right?
the first couple hours were beautiful. the four miles went fast. heard some fish bust. stepped on some deer. kicked up some roosters. it was pleasant, to say the least.
i arrived at my spot. i was late. i knew this, but what the heck.
sadly, all the usual nooks and ledges were crammed with people. jet boats, drift boats, float tubes, mountain bikes, segways, and ufo's. it was unreal.
well, i didn't want to hike up any more, so i moved down and found a spot.
things went downhill fast.
as soon as i stepped into the water, the winds came. i lost my first two flies on consecutive casts into the same tree. finally got a third fly on and moved into position for my third cast.
my ankle buckled.
i'm sure it resembled a house cat getting thrown into a kiddie pool. instantly, i'm up to my neck in deschutes green with just enough air left in my lungs to let out a whimpering "fuuuck".
damn, that river is swift. and cold. and humbling. i was soaked. five miles from the car. oh, did i mention the wind?
still determined, i stripped down, laid out my top layers in the sun, told my 8wt to fuck off, and grabbed the spinning rod.
forgive me, i'm no purist, and i figured the D owed me a fish for this shitty morning.
i flogged the water, through the wind, freezing my ass off for the next hour, losing way more gear than usual. with the wind gusting at somewhere between 25 and 225 mph, my patience began to evaporate. every fisherman i passed on the bank had a steelhead or two strapped to their hip dangling in the current.
somewhere around 11am, i gave the river my frozen middle finger, packed up, and dragged my soggy ass back to the lot.
to make matters worse, the guy parked next to me had a 38 inch steelhead laying next to my car. yeah, he taped it.
at this point, i figured the only thing that could cheer me up were a couple mc ribs at the mc donalds in the dalles.
but they were sold out.
so, the beatings will continue until morale improves.

no comment.

bring it, noobs.

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nailed it.

good job, tina. bravo, you little minx.

of note, the rest of the night's show blew, except for maybe "space olympics".

"it's like a really bad disney movie...i mean if you do the actuary tables..."

continuing on the political theme...it just keeps getting better. matt damon, known best for his role in 'team america: world police', has this little video gem. it rules. screw obama. screw mc bush. i'm voting for the jason bourne/george clooney ticket!




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seriously?

first off, i hate both democrats and republicians. which one i hate more, depends on the day.
now, those that have the pleasure of listening to me rant on a daily basis know there are few people i dislike more than amy winehouse or manu ginobli...however, whoopi goldberg wears the jeweled crown.
secondly, i do not watch 'the view'. EVER. BUT this is just unreal...it's mostly just mc cain talking about dying during his term, palin becoming queen, and something about rowing, but...listen at about the 1:55 mark, then...wait for it...babs chimes in at 2:20. it is amazing. i'm pretty sure millions of idiots watch this shit.

"tina...eat!"

julie blogs. not often. her excuse for that is that she's sitting at home feeding her baby. i feed babies at work and i still have time for this crap, but i digress. julie blogs. it's usually spot on. click here. it's worth 6 seconds of your day.

my comment on this subject...ms. fey, if the quality of '30 rock' goes down, even a little, because you're wasting your time on SNL with the mayor of wasilla...things will get messy. like exxon messy.

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beasts.

at times he looks real birdy. but he ain't.


a rare picture of mabry not asleep.

AK boys.

fellas,
cheers. good times. thanks for the hook up. it was wonderful to learn that not everyone on the kenai flips and just grunts when you say good morning as they float by. it was gettin' to a point in spots where i felt i was carrying a sidearm because of these guys, not the bears:

jay, you spot fish like an osprey.
d, you have more fish karma than aquaman.

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