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Random thoughts

I like pumpkin beer, pumpkin soup and sweet potato fries. I like my new haircut. I like trying to figure out what kind of mouthfeel very hoppy beers give me.

Apparently, in some free artsy local mag, Art Spiegelman wrote something nasty about Bush and admitted he really didn't know any Republicans/conservatives. From my experience, most are nice and lovely people to their families and friends. I don't talk politics with them, because you have to be in a sparring, good sportsman-like mood. This goes for people more left than me or more center than me. I rarely argue. No, really, I don't. I am rarely in a good mood, and I notice angry right wingers respond to losing an argument by implying you'll die horribly if you do not see things their way. Angry left wingers respond to losing an argument by implying you are filled with dark hatred for your fellow humans and progress if yadda yadda yadda.

A letter writer from Everett was horrified about this, apparently. I do not remember choice bits of her letter, but reading it suggests one reason why conservatives/Republicans do not advertise. Most who do are big jerks, and who wants them on their side?

Art Spiegelman has more 'moral credibility' than asshats who use idiotarian (the 'bourgeois pig' of the turn of the 21st century) and do not realize that there were Jewish people who managed to survive the Shoah without the help of the great and glorious United States. I do not deny that we were a big fucking help, but it amazes me how people who compare Iraq to WWII have no fucking historical sense. World War II did not begin in 1941, and if we didn't come in, everyone would be speaking Russian, not German.

Someone compared this more to the Cold War (and I persume including all the paranoia and survillance it implies), and I agree. I could go on about the subject, but it would take too long. Besides, someone in the New York Times said that, and therefore, it is liberal pablum (now there is old school incentive there).

Drunk Red Sox fans are obnoxious on the train. Apparently, girl/girl kissing is the proper way to celebrate a win. I wonder what would happen if we actually win, and can I join in?

I also had a Peeping Tom at Virgin Megastore. See, there was this guy in a yellow cap and glasses next to me in the listening booths. I see him around where I am, but think nothing of it. People browse all the time, right?

I go to the bathroom. I hear the door open, but think, just another customer. Then I realize I don't hear anything.

I look down, and there was the guy with the yellow cap and glasses looking into the booth.

I say in a stentorian voice, "Excuse me?" He runs away. I don't see him in the store proper. Otherwise, I would have reported him to the store staff.

Not that I haven't seen this before. Some guy exposed himself at the self-help section of a B. Dalton's two years ago. I got up and walked away. I should have told the staff there too.

Nice to know that spending a Friday alone and browsing a music store is less sad than other things.

The Anita Blake series continues its spiral of suck. I guess I should read more of it, but stop at the point when she is taken down the spiral.

Oh well. I have juice to pick up, money to deposit, a bill to pay and a party to go to. I could use some consentual peeking.