We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day...

At the rate the liberals are going, it won't be long before our country has an official policy mandating the separation of church and state.

Stanley Welty, Systems Analyst

The new CNN-USA Today-Gallup poll found 77 percent of the 1,009 Americans interviewed earlier this week disapproved of U.S. District Judge Myron Thompson's order to remove the monument.

Ten Commandments monument moved

But in what sense can [the United States] be called a Christian nation? Not in the sense that Christianity is the established religion or the people are compelled in any manner to support it. On the contrary, the Constitution specifically provides that 'congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion or prohibiting the free exercise thereof.' Neither is it Christian in the sense that all its citizens are either in fact or in name Christians. On the contrary, all religions have free scope within its borders. Numbers of our people profess other religions, and many reject all.

[...]

Nor is it Christian in the sense that a profession of Christianity is a condition of holding office or otherwise engaging in public service, or essential to recognition either politically or socially. In fact, the government as a legal organization is independent of all religions.

Holy Trinity Church v. United States, issued in 1892 and written by Justice David Brewer

Try this search for learn: search learn

and just so you know how much I care for money: search moneys

blmichelich: the search feature?
blmichelich: it's fantastic! now if only there was content I'd want to search for :)

or, just click here: cowa search. Try the third result for high octane highlighting action!

The War on Terror was never a war in the traditional sense. It is, instead, a kind of brand, an idea that can be easily franchised by any government in the market for an all-purpose opposition cleanser.

A deadly franchise

It's seems that history has been delegated as a reference for bad Hollywood action films, and is completely disregarded in modern politics...

…Down the long lane of the history yet to be written America knows that this world of ours, ever growing smaller, must avoid becoming a community of dreadful fear and hate, and be instead, a proud confederation of mutual trust and respect. Such a confederation must be one of equals. The weakest must come to the conference table with the same confidence as do we, protected as we are by our moral, economic, and military strength. That table, though scarred by many past frustrations, cannot be abandoned for the certain agony of the battlefield.

- Dwight Eisenhower

I implemented search tonight, again...why you ask? And why not I say!

For you technically inclined a few notes of interest: I am using htdig again, but notice the results are being served up by the servlet engine. Ah, how does he do it you ask? It's a cgi called by a servlet, wrapped in a riddle, crammed in a fortune cookie.

and maybe find something special for someone special...

Guns don't kill people, it's those damned bullets, they go so fast.

-unknown

blmichelich: hey, you going mars watching this week?
mwilkie00: is that some sort of prison lingo?
blmichelich: I guess that answers my question.
mwilkie00 : are you?
blmichelich: thinking about it. kinda early tho...
blmichelich: I'm going to see if scott is planning on setting up the telescope in the yard.
...
blmichelich: or I'll sleep thru it and wait for the hubble pictures to get posted :)
mwilkie00: or go to scott's and drink till y'all pass out in the yard and mistake the traffic light for mars...
...
blmichelich: and the next morning, waking up dew covered in my boxers, I *knew* the martians had visited.

A perfect day for a walk in the park.

There must be some way that I can lose
These lonesome blues
Forget about the past
Find someone new
I've thought of everything from A to Z
Oh, Oh lonesome me

They have worries, they're counting the miles, they're thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they'll get there--and all the time they'll get there anyway, you see. But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiney, their souls really won't be at peace unless they can latch on to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them to no end.

-Jack Kerouac, On The Road

The oceanfront land that was to become one of the country's most popular playgrounds was for thousands of years a barren strip of sand, scrub growth and marshes used by the Canarsie Indians as their main shell-collecting site. The Indians called the peninsula 'Rechouwacky,' meaning 'the place of our people.' White settlers changed it to Rockaway - a peninsula described in one history book as an 'elongated toeless human foot pointing west.'

A Paradise for Everyman

Alabama Chief Justice Roy Moore (search), who has fought to keep a Ten Commandments (search) monument in the state's judicial building, vowed Thursday that the battle 'to defend our constitutional right to acknowledge God must and will continue.'

Moore Vows to Fight to Acknowledge God

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History, I believe, furnishes no example of a priest-ridden people maintaining a free civil government. This marks the lowest grade of ignorance of which their civil as well as religious leaders will always avail themselves for their own purposes.

--Thomas Jefferson to Alexander von Humboldt, 1813. ME 14:21

No provision in our Constitution ought to be dearer to man than that which protects the rights of conscience against the power of its public functionaries, were it possible that any of these should consider a conquest over the conscience of men either attainable or applicable to any desirable purpose

--Thomas Jefferson, Letters to the Methodist Episcopal Church at New London, Connecticut, Feb. 4, 1809.

The network [Fox News] had argued the subtitle to Franken's book "Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them" could trick some consumers into believing the book is associated with Fox. The book's subtitle is "A fair and balanced look at the Right." Fox trademarked "fair and balanced" in 1998.

...The Fox lawsuit described Franken as a "C-level political commentator" who is "increasingly unfunny" and suggested he was "intoxicated or deranged" when he confronted a table of Fox personalities at a correspondents' dinner in April.

- Judge Rejects Fox Bid Vs. Franken's Book

Now, you'd think that the 'Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them' title would make people associate the book with Fox News. Where 'Fair and Balanced' just made me laugh when I saw it on the Fox News advert.

SAILOR: But I'm wild at heart.

GOOD WITCH: If you are truly wild at heart, you'll fight for your dreams...Don't turn away from love, Sailor...

A: When you bump your ice coffee off the desk, and you dive for it like your only child, and when it lands face down, and the lid holds the coffee in, you start murmuring, "Thank you god, thank you, thank you."

Update: aww doodle, how could I be mad at you...lets ride!

O Lord our God, help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of the guns with the shrieks of their wounded, writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows with unavailing grief; help us to turn them out roofless with their little children to wander unfriended the wastes of their desolated land in rags and hunger and thirst.

-Mark Twain

I'm posting this because information wants to be free. I personally just want beer to be free. And Mumia.

LONG LIVE THE FAKESTER REVOLUTION

Whatever happened to Fay Wray?
That delicate satin draped frame
As it clung to her thigh, how I started to cry
'Cause I wanted to be dressed just the same
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure
Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh
Erotic nightmares beyond any measure
And sensual daydreams to treasure forever
Can't you just see it. 
Don't dream it, be it

-Dr. Frank-N-Furter

This is my blue period. I loved blue work shirts. I thought them very Steve McQueen. That was until my neighbor, after a few too many Bailey's, spent an hour telling me the difference between the working class (blue color) and the upper class (white collar), and nearly ruined the work shirt style for me. However, as many will attest, I still love a good blue collared shirt.

NOTE: I don't think my ears were ever actually visible untill the early 90s, maybe 1995.

It was decided that I needed to name the bike as the others were known on a first name basis. So 'doodle' was born:

godspeed little doodle...

I am in my sisters old bedroom in the house we grew up in. I am fixing the wiring in her room so she can get power to her radio. When I am done, I clean her room. Another siren, and I am washed in a strange melancholy. Again, the power is still out. The night goes on like this for eternity as hot still air settles on my chest.

I am driving in a black van with Jerry Sienfeld, he is giving me a heart to heart about the true virtues of old school comedy, "Not this new curse and jerk crap." he says. He morphs into an old friend from high school who resembles him in a way I never noticed until this dream. This time the click of power coming on pulls me from the dream. The fan begins to blow cool air over my body.

1. After having lived with a dog the size of a rat with the personality of a hamster would you buy one?
2. If you were a tree, would you eat your hotdog self from the previous question?

Why I don't understand libertarians

I don't understand why anyone wouldn't believe that an essential function of government is to protect the weak from the strong.

"Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream" she said
"The one that makes me laugh" she said
And threw her arms around my neck
"Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you"

The Cure - Just Like Heaven

For weeks afterwards I tried to get the engineers to work on their 'gangsta lean'. It's impossible to convey the image of a pastie midwestern engineer trying to affect a walk like a gansta. But priceless none the less.

Who says nothing good came out of the dot com era?

The girl third from the bottom left is Susan Newell, but more importantly she was my fourth grade sweetheart. Not that she heard anything about it. But whenever I pulled her hair, it meant a lot more than she ever knew.

Years later I asked her out. Ok, so I called her on the phone prodded by a little courage, or maybe it was the half of a Quaalude I took on the bus ride home that day. Either way, she said no. She let me know that she had a better prospect who went by the name of Dave Erlick(sp). She spoke the three most painful words ever spoken, "Let's be friends." It was the first time I heard those words, but it was not to be the last. Sue, if your out there, out of all the fourth grade girls at Beverly Hill School, you were the only one.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?

Mom is always the protagonist. She throws out his name like it is nothing, like the very pronunciation of the phrase 'Your Father' doesn't rip a hole in my stomach, doesn't evoke a deluge of feelings that I've spend the last twenty years trying to avoid. So I smile at her, and ask simple bland questions about him that neither mean nor say anything. Then I go back to forgetting, pretending it doesn't matter. It means nothing...

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader...

Joe Versus the Volcano

too much...head hurting...can't...see...straight...

Arnold Schwarzenegger ended the suspense Wednesday and said he would run in California's recall election...

I wrote [April Fools] at a Valentine’s Day party. I was so lovesick. They had these kissing booths, and there was this cute guy in the booth everyone was kissing, but I was too shy to do it. Then I went up to relieve him of his kissing-booth duty, and nobody came to kiss me. It was terrible. You think everything’s great, and it just comes crashing down. I’d come up with the line 'You will believe in love' earlier that evening in the bathtub. I stood up and sang it. It just sort of hit me as the perfect pop ball-grabber of a line. Then I went to that party.

Mark: Did you ever go to your relatives graves?

Mom: You father's family did. They'd pack a big picnic lunch on memorial day and spend all day visiting graves. They'd stop and eat and drink at each one, and by the end of the day they'd all be drunk. Your uncle Frank threw up on someone's grave one time...I can't remember who's.

Hip to Be Square

...Vincent Gallo is now quoting Nixon and Reagan as if they were Wordsworth and Yeats...

...Even high school students are getting in on the act, like the southern California artist collective called Sofia that made T-shirts and panties with the illegal-immigrant-crossing logo on them...

side note: I just quoted the post...I feel so dirty.