Bush Is Debating Himself Again

George W. Bush, on Kosovo 4/9/99:

“Victory means exit strategy, and it’s important for the president to explain to us what the exit strategy is...I think it’s also important for the president to lay out a timetable as to how long they will be involved and when they will be withdrawn.”

George W. Bush, on Iraq 6/24/05:

“It doesn’t make any sense to have a timetable. You know, if you give a timetable, you’re — you’re conceding too much to the enemy."

I can't figure out which one to agree with, but disagreeing with the Iraq policy is unpatriotic, and I can't have that.

By the way, I am enjoying such Schadenfreude right now watching him squirm. He sounds worse and worse, his arguments get thinner and thinner (starting at a negative anyway) and his definsive tone gets bigger and bigger and it all sounds so floundering. It's wonderful. I remember almost buying the Iraq WMD thing back in the day just because to lie about such a thing and get caught would be fucking brutal, but he did, and now he's been caught, and no yellow magnetic ribbons can save him. I love it. He earned it, and it's going to make Iran/Contra look like Lewinsky scandal should've looked.

They've made a sequel to my favorite potboiler

transporter2, originally uploaded by PinthGarnell.

I LOVE the films that Luc Besson shits out with Robert Mark Kamen, Corey Yuen, and Joe Lettier. Together they have shat out The Transporter, Kiss of the Dragon, Wasabi, and Unleashed. I think they're all great, they have basically the same plot as The Professional, a loner (Statham, Li, Reno) gets mixed up with a girl who they have to defend from the trouble they're in, and in the process not become so much of a loner, and therefore a better person. I love the action in The Transporter, and just found out that they've made a sequel. Very very exciting. Almost as exciting as the short-haired chick in the trailer.

Edgewater Ants Will Eat Your Brain!

Edgewater Ants Will Eat Your Brain, originally uploaded by PinthGarnell.

I was walking to work this morning and saw thousands and thousands of ants, it was so wicked I had to take a picture, then while fumbling with my camera I spilled hot coffee on this mass of ants, instantly making me their Hitler.

Ken Mitchell Caught!

Ken Mitchell Caught!, originally uploaded by PinthGarnell.

In the midst of moving Matt, Fred shouts, "Hey, there's a Schadenfreude shirt!" I pulled out my digital camera and zoomed in on the pedestrian 50 yards away, and it was none other than Ken Mitchell. Way to represent Ken!

Hell Move Hour 9

Hell Move Hour 9, originally uploaded by PinthGarnell.

9 Hours. That's how long it took to move Matt Larsen into his new apartment. Above we see Steve Gluck and Fred Mowery trying to fit 25 pounds of shit into Matt's 5 pound box. Fred, Matt, Steve, and I lived together on 618 W. Patterson a while back, "before the dark times, before the empire." It was fun to have the entire 618 W. Patterson crew was back together, even though we were trying to shove huge couches through little doorways with lots of 90 degree angles.

Short-Haired Chick Friday

Cecile De France, originally uploaded by PinthGarnell.

Today's short-haired chick is Cecile De France, I know I hadn't heard of her either, but I had heard of the film she stars in which is burning up the slasher genre: High Tension, or Haute Tension if you don't live in America. Evidently Ms. De France tears up the screen Bruce Campbell style and kicks major ass in what is supposedly a really great slasher movie. It's supposed to be funny too. I don't know why all these movies have to be funny too, but they do. Plus, her hair is really short.

Fish Fry!

It's Popaw!, originally uploaded by PinthGarnell.

Hey, sorry I haven't been blogging lately. It's certainly a catch 22 in that blogging is all about revealing what's going on personally, but the more that's going on, the less time there is to blog. I went home for Father's Day as a big surprise to my Dad. I arrived at 1am, and woke him up off the couch, his brain was a little scattered having just woken up and he just stared at me tryin to make sense of why I would be standing there at 1am. The best thing was that I got to be a part of the annual Father's Day fish fry. The greatest grandpa ever, my Popaw Willard has been living and fishing in Florida since 1981, he's caught a lot of fish and mastered the art of frying them for the enitre neighborhood to enjoy. I get so tired of calling on Father's Day only to here my whole family in the background eating Popaw's fish, this year I did something about it, and ate, and ate, and ate, and defended the Democrats, and saw Star Wars Episode III with my cousins, uncles, and the best sister in the world, Jessica, who is my compatriot in arms when it comes to talking about horror movies and Bam Margera. The last movie I saw with my Uncle Ronnie was Popeye on a military base in 1981, and the last movie I saw with my Uncle Donnie was The Jerk in 1979 (which was so great, I WAS 7!). I was already obsessed with comedy and that was the greatest thing for me, when I got back and wouldn't shut up about Steve Martin my fate in comedy would be made complete when my Step-Father gave me his vintage "Let's Get Small" cassette. Which brings me to my life today.