Saturday, November 22, 2008

An actual excerpt from the questionnaire sent by the Obama vetting team to prospective cabinet members.

Office of the President Elect of the United States of America
Cabinet Appointee Questionnaire

1) Name:

2) Age:

3) Occupation:

4) Religion (select ONE):
A) Protestant
B) Catholic
C) Other

5) Secret Religion (select ONE):
A) Islam

6) Are you, or have you ever been, a member of the following (select all that apply)?
A) Democratic Party
B) Republican Party
C) Communist Party
D) Oprah's Book Club
E) Best Buy Rewards Program

7) With whom do you choose to pal around (select all that apply)?
A) Terrorists
B) Activists
C) Paris Hilton
D) Joe Lieberman

8) Community Organizers?
A) Like em
B) Love em

9) Please fill in the missing word: "God _____ America!"
A) Damn
B) Bless
C) Save
D) Hamburger

10) Are you married to William Jefferson Clinton?
A) Yes
B) No
C) It's complicated

11) If you were a tree, what kind would you be?
A) Sycamore
B) Oak
C) Maple
D) Christmas

12) When bitter, to what do you cling (select all that apply)?
A) Guns and religion
B) Prostitutes and cocaine 
C) My teddy bear Mr. Snuffles
D) The U.S. Constitution
E) My fading ideals

13) Favorite Roosevelt:
A) Franklin
B) Theodore

14) Favorite Lincoln:
A) Abraham
B) Nebraska
C) Logs

15) Do you drive an America-made car?
A) Yes!
B) Yes. . .
C) Only when it is politically expedient to do so.

16) Africa is:
A) A country
B) A continent

17) Please indicate the quantity of sexual encounters you have had with the following groups in the past six months:
Women           _____
Men                 _____
Transsexuals  _____
Animals  _____
Amoebae   _____
Robots   _____

18) Are you a:
A) PC
B) Mac

19) Which Name + Occupation best describes you (Select ONE)?
A) Joe the Plumber
B) Bob the Builder
C) Larry the Cable Guy
D) Thomas the Tank Engine
E) Mack the Knife
F) John the Loser

20) May we contact you with special offers and third-party promotions?
A) Yes
B) No






Sunday, November 16, 2008

Your head of state is a boring white dude named Stephen Harper... Mine is a kickass black ninja named Barack Hussein Obama!

What I want for my birthday...

Monday, Nov 17th is my 25th birthday.  Here's a modest list of my birthday wishes...

I want ice cream that doesn't bend my spoon when I try to scoop it out.  I want my cat to not wake me up at 4 am.  I want doctors to release a study stating unequivocally that cherry coke prevents heart disease.  I want food that cooks itself.  I want a government that works for the people instead of special interests.  I want an energy policy that makes sense.  I want more fuel-efficient cars that are also fun and engaging to drive.  I want the Obama administration to live up to my lofty expectations.  I want to get back into theatre.  I want an improv troupe to succeed in Cincinnati.  Did I mention I wanted my cat to NOT wake me up?  I want Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity to SHUT THE FUCK UP.  I want economists to decide on an economic plan that will ACTUALLY work.  I want women to stop telling me how great I am right before turning me down.  I want to meet a real life, grown up equivalent of Lisa Simpson.  I want Tina Fey to respond to my letters and drop that restraining order.  I want a robot that plays the Trumpet.  I want to know why I can't be a TV pundit.  I want to know where Moose Tracks ice cream gets its name.  I want people to stop driving slow in the left lane.  I want a kind, smart, funny, creative girlfriend.  I want the Arrested Development movie to not suck.  I want to see this country embrace intellectualism instead of shunning it.  I want Angelina Jolie to continue acting.  I want Dr. House to get his team back together.  I want to have a job that I actually enjoy doing.  I want to play my cello again.  I want to be with all of my friends.

And I want Guitar Hero: World Tour.  That game looks awesome.

Friday, November 7, 2008

An open letter to the overly enthusiastic couple in the hotel room adjacent to my own.

Dear overly enthusiastic couple in the hotel room adjacent to my own,

Hi. I'm the poor, lonely sap in room 347 of the Lafayette, IN Hampton Inn. You know, the one that's connected to your personal love-hut. Nice to see you, too. If you could just take a momentary break from your love-making to read this, it would be greatly appreciated. Oh, and put on some pants. Thanks.

Now, I understand you're probably two young people who are passionately in love/drunk. I, too, was drunk once. I even had a few trysts in hotel rooms--none of them as nice as the Hampton Inn, though (well, scratch that. One was in a much nicer hotel room). Kudos on that. Anyway... back to the point I'm going to make. I know, you probably see lots of the sex on TV and in the movies and your radio songs and such, and it's only natural for you to want to emulate that. But, please, consider that there might be someone in the room connected to your own (yes, that locked door does indeed go somewhere) that isn't fortunate enough to be in love/drunk with someone at the moment. In fact, that someone might even be a slightly depressed employee of a major auto manufacturer whose soul has been crushed by a combination of constant rejection, feelings of emptiness at work, and gray hair. That person maybe, just maybe, doesn't want to hear all about your youthful romp through his thin, lightly-textured walls.

Okay, I'm sure my pleas for you to kick it down a notch are going to fall on deaf (or plugged--I don't know what crazy stuff you kids are into these days) ears. So, if you're not going to cut it out, you could at least do me the courtesy of keeping it up (pun!) long enough for me to find a comfortable place leaning against the wall. Thanks to your clumsy, quick happy-dance, my neck really hurts.

If you would like some pointers--or just want to discuss this further--drop on in. Or, just shout through the wall. It's always good to yell out a quick "How do you think I'm doing?" or "Can you hear me now?" during your horizontal hopscotch. I'll be sure to answer right away. The only way to improve is to ask for critique.

Never you mind the fact that I have to be at an auto plant at 6 AM. You two just go right ahead and do your thing. And I'll go right along living vicariously through you.

At least for another 5 minutes.