Archive for October 2nd, 2008


Subconscious Self-Contempt

I think that the pressures of impending fatherhood and looking for a job in the current bleakonomy have finally found their way into my subconscious. I had a dream about my own incompetence that was so frustrating that I actually woke up because I was so angry with myself.

I was on the phone, trying to write down the address of the person I was talking to. She kept repeating it for me, and I just kept getting different bits wrong.

Have you ever had a dream that was so pleasant that, if it was interrupted by the phone or a dog barking or the cat throwing up on your bedroom floor, you were able to lay back down and slip back into the dream at the point where you left? Only it wasn’t really pleasant, but crazy-angry-making, and you desperately wanted to go back to sleep and stop dreaming about it, but you couldn’t?

That’s what this dream was like. I kep waking up because I was so furious with myself. I woke up (or dreamed that I woke up) three times. But every time I went back to sleep, I found myself back on the phone, unable to correctly write down the information I needed. I should have just stayed awake. I’ll take exhaustion over helpless self-loathing any morning.

Okay, I’ll stop now. Things could be a lot worse, and I’m sure you have better things to do. Thanks for reading.

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Decision Reached

I won’t be liveblogging the Vice Presidential debate tonight. It turns out I’ve got too much else to do tonight. If I come up for air long enough that I can even watch the debate, the last thing I’ll feel like doing is typing the whole time.

I hope that Biden is his usual crazy self. I really hope that he doesn’t go soft on Palin because she’s a woman. The misplaced chivalry that leads a male politicians to back off a female opponent is well-intentioned, but ultimately does her a disservice.

If Palin is qualified to be Vice President*, she has to be capable of holding her own in a debate without any special treatment. Let her succeed – or crash and burn like the Tunguska meteor – on her own terms. We can’t coddle her, and we can’t let her get away with any bullshit that we’d set on fire and ram down the throat of a male opponent.

Enjoy the spectacle, folks. I expect at least one new catchphrase to enter the cultural continuum by tomorrow morning.

* Very few sentences simultaneously make me want to laugh, puke and cry. Good show, Senator McCain.


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