from the Charleston Gazette:

August 09, 2007

Teacher says he was fired for criticizing UC, not sex
Student-teacher relationships common, man says

By James I. Davison
Staff writer

A popular University of Charleston administrator and teacher, who says he was fired last month for having sex with students, claims student-teacher relationships are common practice and he was singled out because he criticized the school.

J. Wayne “Jimmy” Jones, 39, who worked at UC for about three years, posted an entry on his blog Wednesday afternoon with information about his firing, his admitted relationships with students — one of whom he had a child with — as well as several accusations against the private university and its academic programs.

Student-teacher relationships at UC “happened before and will happen again,” he said in an interview with the Gazette. “It’s unfortunate. It shouldn’t happen, but it happens all the time.”

“They did allow one student to stay with a previous professor in university housing for nearly a year,” he added.

The university denied most of what Jones wrote in his blog, as well as his comment that administrators tolerate relationships between students and teachers.

“What I can tell you is that the university did dismiss professor Jones and that I’m not able to get into the specifics of why he was dismissed — beyond what he has already set forth in his blog,” said UC lawyer Kevin Carr.

A provision in the employee manual “strictly prohibits any type of amorous relationships” between students and staff, he said.

“Under no circumstances does this university tolerate any relationships” between faculty and students, Carr said.

Jones said university officials first told him about an investigation into allegations of multiple student relationships on July 13, and that he was fired four days later.

He believes, however, that the decision to fire him was the result of months of internal criticisms about the school, not inappropriate student relationships. Jones’ criticisms range from low admission rates of pre-pharmacy students into the UC School of Pharmacy to a university decision to close its interior design program without telling incoming students.

nes heard rumors, he says, that he was going to be fired long before he was told of an investigation in mid-July. He plans to file a civil lawsuit against UC for wrongful termination.

“They told me I was fired because they had concluded I was having relationships with multiple students,” he said. “I do not believe it was strictly about the relationships.

“I believe it was a justification for getting rid of me,” he said. “I had made a lot of people unhappy out there with my internal criticisms.”

Carr denied this, saying the first he heard about Jones’ complaints were from his blog entry, which was posted Wednesday afternoon.

“I can tell you that is wholly untrue,” he said of the claims. “The first time I read about any of this stuff [criticisms against UC] was when I read the blog an hour or so ago.”

Carr added that Jones’ statements about the UC pre-pharmacy students and interior design program are inaccurate and “very harmful” to the university, faculty and students.

Jones also says the method in which he was removed from his job was unusual within the academic field. Once they told him he was fired, they gave him a few minutes to gather items in his office and had Charleston Police escort him off campus, he said. Carr denied that police escorted Jones off campus.

“I was never warned,” Jones said.

For those of you who miss the paranoia driven ravings of unemployed and unemployable ex-Professor Jimmy Wayne Jones, former fucker of students at the University of Charleston, WV, and the man most likely to win the Charlie Manson Cultivar Award for 2007, here he is again--wildly confabulating in his own inimitable, self-aggrandizing style. Brief appearances by his three interchangeable ass licking undergrad buddies: Shannon Moran (mother of his seventh--or is it eighth--child, Teagan Blair), Hannah Wilkes and Joanna Pisarki. Remember girls, Kool-Aid is bad for your health.


Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Morning


Wow. Last night was crazy. But today I am reborn. Some things work out for the best.

Okay. Well, I woke up to some crazy weather. Schools tend not to close out here, but there was a wave of delays and closings all throughout the valley and over to the coast. Ice. Hannah walked into my bedroom around 6:30 and told me that one of her friends texted her, that there was a two hour delay. First thought: they are playing it safe. We had a horrific accident here ten days ago. A fourteen year old girl, who was in Hannah's gym class, died in a traffic accident on her way to school. There was a bit of ice on the road. Her mother, who was driving, slide across traffic and struck another car head-on. Not wearing her seat belt, the girl was ejected from the car. The impact partially severed her brain stem. So that was my first thought. But it turned out to be a state-wide event.

Michigan votes today. I haven't had much to say about the election in weeks, obviously. I am going to stand by my prediction that Clinton survives her battle with Obama and wins the nomination. That's what I am hoping for. There's something, somewhere deep down, about Obama that troubles me. Last week this motivated Noted Sir to call me a racist (and I might add after I had stood up for nearly every black person he and I knew for MONTHS). I thought about that. But I think this has more to do with generational issues. My brand of liberalism favors cultural conservatism. My brand is dying, however. So much so, I am tempted to vote Republican this fall, after voting straight-ticket Democrat for twenty years.

So I favor established party people, not upstarts who have yet to earn their stripes. I doubt I would vote for any novice first-term Senator over Clinton. Black, white or purple. That said, she has tremendous obstacles to overcome to defeat Obama. I will have more to say about that later, but I suspect that this primary will be known, fifty years from now, as one of the dirtiest, most racist elections in history. Exceeding the Willie Horton campaign Lee Atwater waged twenty years ago.

There's an odd sort of symmetry here. Dr. King and RFK were murdered in 1968. Willie Horton in 1988. And Obama-Clinton in 2008. The Boomers continue to fight the same old battles. I'm just not convinced that Obama has a clue, just because he's not one of them.

As for the Republicans, I will stand by my now increasingly unlikely prediction that Huckabee wins that nomination. McCain seems to have the inside track. But that probably ends today, with a Romney victory. Huckabee follows up with a win in South Carolina. And Florida will be the next major test. Rudy is toast. Huck seems to be setting himself up well for a VP slot, if McCain wins the nomination (I don't think he will). On the Democratic side, I think you can take Edwards's willingness to go after Clinton as a sign that he's siding with Obama, and that he might well end up as Obama's running mate.

If those are the tickets, Obama-Edwards vs. McCain-Huckabee, you can count on a Republican landslide. The white working class vote will abandon the Democrats. Much now depends on how badly the Democrats want to win. Bill and Hilary continue to tell the party (in code) that America is not ready for a black president. Will it listen?

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University of Charleston

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

University of Charleston

I am going to make one post about the school, but I do so for a personal reason. It directly concerns one of my friends on the faculty there.

Late last fall, the University's Faculty Personnel Committee chose not to offer a three-year contract to one of the smartest, most talented, best degreed faculty on that campus. They did it for entirely religious reasons, though I am sure none of them actually realize it. Still, if a trooper pulls you over for going 80 in a 35, he is going to give you a ticket because you broke the law. Even if you were fucking around with your iphone, unaware of your violation.

I will not go into this matter in great deal, but I shall note the following. It's asinine to assume that that committee has any professional competency to judge this faculty member's candidacy. To begin, most of them do not have doctorates, much less real research degrees (Ed.D.'s don't count in academia). It is difficult enough for an academic to judge someone in their area, much less someone in a related area. But to even consider that a faculty member with an M.S. in education from Marshall (and probably the College for Undergraduate Studies) has the slightest clue about what makes a good professor in Chemistry, it's childish. No serious Ph.D. in English would ever go up to someone with an M.A. in education and ask their opinion on a matter of academic significance. Ever. So in the absence of informed judgement, in the full light of ignorance, all that committee can fall back on are teaching evaluations. Student evaluations are richly flawed instruments, beyond any reasonable measure. But at least it's a system. Let's award continuing contracts to those who meet certain standards on the evaluations (never defined, by the way). Take your personality contest and move on. Save that that's not actually how it works. Many folks with lower evaluations are awarded contracts, over those with better scores on the evaluations. Some with mediocre evaluations are denied promotion and contract, while others with lesser scores on the evaluations are retained and promoted. In short, all that they have to judge anyone on is personality. You're retained if you kiss their ass. If you do not make them feel too badly about their inferior academic preparation. If you push the stories they want pushed, instead of doing your job, like actually teaching students. It's sad, but not illegal. What they did, however, clearly was illegal.

Given that they have only personality to judge people on, that they have no real objective criteria for awarding contracts, racism, sexism, and religious discrimination regularly seeps into their contract process. Two years ago, that same committee denied a contract to a doctorally trained professor in education, who is one of the smartest people I know, because they did not like her. In their view she wasn't dynamic enough. They want flash, not quality. So they sent her packing. And while doing so failed to realize that the very things they cited in their evaluation of her work (written and oral) were violations of federal law, given that she had a protected medical condition under ADA. In this most recent case, it's more of the same. This professor was "too loud." Too "east coast." Too "brash." He "didn't fit in well here at Charleston." Folks, he's Jewish. And these were all code words that allowed them to discriminate against him based on his religious status. How many Jewish faculty members do they have now? How many African Americans?

Over the last several weeks, I have thought quite a bit about my three years at Charleston. At first, I thought much of the fault for the way things are rested with the administration. But there are hundreds of Ed Welch's around the country. Every college president is a money-grubbing corporate tool. Nearly every Provost is a water boy, like Stebbins. Lawyers are lawyers. No, the real problem at Charleston rests with its faculty. Most of them do not hold terminal degrees, and most are tied to the region because of family. So they bend over for anything the administration wants of them, without much thought. They don't care about academic quality. They care about keeping their jobs and living their nice comfortable middle class lives. And that's fine, as long as people realize it for what it is. Some have. The only Ph.D. in Business resigned last week. He's not returning. I figure some folks are smart enough to read the handwriting on the wall.

In closing, I don't really care too much about what goes down at that place anymore. E-mails find me nearly every day, wanting me to write again about this scandal or that. I just don't have the time, nor the inclination. But it still pains me to see my friends targeted because they continued to talk to me. Because they were Jewish. Or because they were disabled. Ph.D. faculty deserve standard courtesy. The Division Chair should have provided my friend with a letter of support (or non-support) once the letter was composed. Never happened. Instead, she spent her time answering a grade appeal by writing an essay about why a student deserved a "C" on his end-of-the-semester paper. (This student made a perfect score on one of the sections of his GRE, and probably has the highest LSAT score in the history of the institution). The essay was outstanding, especially compared to the high school projects that earned A's in that course. *sigh*

When Matthew left he told me the one thing I had to do was to write the letters and then meet with the faculty member before the letter went out, when you could not support, fully support, a faculty member. That takes a bit of moxie, alas.

The place will not survive. Universities close, here and there. So too will this one. They had serious financial troubles last summer (just six months ago today). As the undergraduate faculty pushes upward in size to meet the demand of the incoming classes, the problem will grow more acute. The next big program reduction shall come in Social Sciences and Humanities. Eventually they will fold the LLO's entirely into Science, Nursing and Business. IDES will be the next program to go. After I'm forgotten, and Ed's promise to this incoming class to finish the program expires, they'll close that program, leaving only COMM, Public Policy, Education, and Psychology in Humanities and Social Sciences. Policy and COMM will eventually be folded as tracks into Business. Accreditation for the Education program is nearing its end. We had given up on NCATE early last summer. The standards are just too tough. We placed our hope in second level and state accreditation. In time, that will go away too. Standards only increase, and demand greater resources. Which will not be forthcoming. Standards do not become less restrictive, nor cheaper. And the national trend is to funnel teacher education into the large publics. That will leave Psychology, which survives now only because of the commitment of two talented faculty members.

These changes will take place over the next ten years. Leave while you can.

Reading Assignments

A few worthy items:

• It's the ten-year anniversary of the Lewinsky scandal. Damian Whitworth on the fates of the actors.
  
  
• Though it's been vetted on talk radio, not many people know much about this story. Unless you listen to Michael Savage. That's your blueprint for a Republican victory in the fall. They'll soak him with accusations of racial politics, drug use, and discredited New Left liberalism. It's telling that Obama uses MLK and the Kennedys so frequently. For all this talk about hope and change and looking to the future, he has consistently tried to align himself as the standard bearer of the very establishment Old Left liberalism of the Kennedys, and the non-violent model of Dr. King. He's using the past as much as anyone, and the Republicans will tattoo him with the "failed economic policies, social anarchy, and high taxes of the liberal ascendancy." And they'll use race, though the Clintons will use it first. The reaction at Kos is predictable outrage.
  
  
• Kos himself takes a long look at the poll numbers this morning. And for Obama they are Not Good. Clinton leads 56-29 in New York. She leads Edwards 45-25 in Oklahoma (Obama in third with 19 percent). Obama trails her 50-35 in California, and 56-23 in Florida. She's going to win the nomination, unless Obama can turn this thing around quickly. He won't. But it will be ugly, and stands the chance of tearing the Democratic party in two. It's the closest thing we've seen to 1980 since....1980. As for the Republicans, things are just too close to call. McCain seems to have an advantage, but a loss today will erode his support elsewhere. If it costs him three percent in South Carolina, he could well lose that state to Huckabee. In that case, Romney probably becomes the front runner again.
  
  
• Barbara Ehrenreich (you may remember her from Nickled and Dimed) rips into Clinton for her elitist view of the Civil Rights Movement. Forget about planted debate questions. It was her single worst moment of the campaign. Hilary hit at a very sore spot with middle class African Americans and academics, who want the credit for the movement to rest with the grass roots political movement that demanded equality. They don't want to hear about religion. And (honestly) they don't want to hear much about elite leadership (white or black, including Dr. King). That's why the reaction to Clinton's remarks can't gain any traction. They stretch across two contradictory currents. First, both MLK and LBJ represented that top down, elite-led passive movement for change. They represented the authority in America, white and black. The academic community prefers the latter interpretation (that of a movement from the bottom up) and they want the story of Fanie Lou Hamer, Bob Moses, Stokley, John Lewis (then, not now), and Chuck McDew told. (I've met Moses, Lewis, and McDew. Chuck is the funniest man alive. He tells a great story about being arrested for criminal anarchy in Louisiana which, he noted, at the time had no statute of limitations. To this day he has not returned to Louisiana.) But Clinton did not dismiss these sorts of people. She backhanded Dr. King. In pretending that Dr. King fits into this latter group of people, liberal academics and middle class African Americans are saying more about how they view themselves, and their place in black America, than they are about the Clintons.
  
  
• Dude, if you're going to go into that crowd and tell them that their manufacturing jobs are not coming back to Michigan, that you're in favor of amnesty, and that you support the war, they are not going to blow smoke up your ass. Honesty helps, but it underscores why you will never get that nomination. That union crowd is populated by economic nationalists. You're not Pat Buchanan.

Morning

Wow. Last night was crazy. But today I am reborn. Some things work out for the best.

Okay. Well, I woke up to some crazy weather. Schools tend not to close out here, but there was a wave of delays and closings all throughout the valley and over to the coast. Ice. Hannah walked into my bedroom around 6:30 and told me that one of her friends texted her, that there was a two hour delay. First thought: they are playing it safe. We had a horrific accident here ten days ago. A fourteen year old girl, who was in Hannah's gym class, died in a traffic accident on her way to school. There was a bit of ice on the road. Her mother, who was driving, slide across traffic and struck another car head-on. Not wearing her seat belt, the girl was ejected from the car. The impact partially severed her brain stem. So that was my first thought. But it turned out to be a state-wide event.

Michigan votes today. I haven't had much to say about the election in weeks, obviously. I am going to stand by my prediction that Clinton survives her battle with Obama and wins the nomination. That's what I am hoping for. There's something, somewhere deep down, about Obama that troubles me. Last week this motivated Noted Sir to call me a racist (and I might add after I had stood up for nearly every black person he and I knew for MONTHS). I thought about that. But I think this has more to do with generational issues. My brand of liberalism favors cultural conservatism. My brand is dying, however. So much so, I am tempted to vote Republican this fall, after voting straight-ticket Democrat for twenty years.

So I favor established party people, not upstarts who have yet to earn their stripes. I doubt I would vote for any novice first-term Senator over Clinton. Black, white or purple. That said, she has tremendous obstacles to overcome to defeat Obama. I will have more to say about that later, but I suspect that this primary will be known, fifty years from now, as one of the dirtiest, most racist elections in history. Exceeding the Willie Horton campaign Lee Atwater waged twenty years ago.

There's an odd sort of symmetry here. Dr. King and RFK were murdered in 1968. Willie Horton in 1988. And Obama-Clinton in 2008. The Boomers continue to fight the same old battles. I'm just not convinced that Obama has a clue, just because he's not one of them.

As for the Republicans, I will stand by my now increasingly unlikely prediction that Huckabee wins that nomination. McCain seems to have the inside track. But that probably ends today, with a Romney victory. Huckabee follows up with a win in South Carolina. And Florida will be the next major test. Rudy is toast. Huck seems to be setting himself up well for a VP slot, if McCain wins the nomination (I don't think he will). On the Democratic side, I think you can take Edwards's willingness to go after Clinton as a sign that he's siding with Obama, and that he might well end up as Obama's running mate.

If those are the tickets, Obama-Edwards vs. McCain-Huckabee, you can count on a Republican landslide. The white working class vote will abandon the Democrats. Much now depends on how badly the Democrats want to win. Bill and Hilary continue to tell the party (in code) that America is not ready for a black president. Will it listen?

Friends

For Marguerite, who reasoned through the worst of it with me last night. And Hannah, who has been telling me the same thing for six months. And Lyndon, who told me "that's why I wouldn't stay there. It's time to let it go." For Alexa 's calming voice last night, and Amanda's kind words this morning.

For Anya

Who last night had the balls to stand up to the man, and say that Pantera was the greatest rock band of all time (with predictable consequences). I'd post a Pantera video, but they are a bit too raw for my tastes. So she settles with Metallica's Sandman instead.

For Everyone

Everyone needs a little Hedwig. Especially in the wicked little town.

For Joanna

Fuck You

Tonight's Theme Song.

Brought to you by Tide, and All Temperature Cheer. Nothing like a good dose of lye.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Follow Me

Noted sir: it is improbable that you will lose our bet. That said, were you to do so, I would bring you where I am now. Not quite your taste but I can promise you a marvelous time.

Funky Town

Moving there next week. Very excited. Especially about LAX. Y'all are cordially invited to watch the Blue Jays beat the living hell out of the New Jersey Community College Kitty Kats on March 1st.

Seriously -- blue bloods beating bluer bloods with sticks -- now that's entertainment!

Miss Hannah Wilkes

Just a few props out to her. She presented her undergraduate paper on General George McClellan and his ill-fated 1862 Peninsular Campaign at the national meeting of Phi Alpha Theta, held two weeks ago in New Mexico. Her paper was well received. She followed up this fine accomplishment by having another conference paper accepted. This time at the International Convention of Sigma Tau Delta (the English honorary). That meeting is in March. Congratulations, Hannah. It's a great accomplishment.

Oh, her paper examines Erskine Caldwell's Tobacco Road.

Christmas Vaction

Now has passed. Back to business.

A new year, in many more ways than one. Updates will follow slowly. I am thankful for all my old friends who continued to come here each day for almost a month, with nothing to read. You guys certainly need to get a life. So welcome back, in any case.

I have quite a bit to say, and I promise it will be worth your while. There's a new list of goals, and I will have something to say about that. There's a running commentary on this fascinating primary season, and I have quite a bit to say about that. There's a good personal story or two, and I have a few things to say about that.

There are quite a few stories going on at the University of Charleston, and I will have nothing to say about that. That's so 2007. I'm done with them. If you're foolish enough to waste your money there, or spend your career there, that's your business.

There will only be two posters this time around. My young master, and I.

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The Bacon County Mirror

Bacon Boar or Is That Boor


I feel it is necessary to point out several discrepancies that were posted about me. Firstly, I did not "nag" the lovely Prometheus into posting the "Heart-shaped glasses" video. He found the video as provocative and controversial (which it is), leading him to post it himself. He enjoys getting under people's skin. MM is however, one of my favorite artists. Secondly, I did stay with him for a week before I going home for Christmas last year. I enjoyed my time with his family. I did not however, force him and Haley to watch Happy Feet. Let me elaborate:

Haley worked a very long day. Hannah and I sat at home watching movies, cleaning, and talking. We tried to stay warm in the large house of theirs. I tend to always be cold and their house did not help. This is where the "slipper controversy" originates. Prometheus was at work for much of the day - grading finals and administrative stuff. When we went to pick up Haley, she was very upset and tired. Prometheus made his usual proposition for when anyone was unhappy, "let me take you out to the movies." She accepted and all of us headed out to Corridor G. The movie options were sparse. Hannah, being ever so young at heart, wanted to watch the light hearted movie about a penguin who did not fit in. The story actually has a great underlying theme if you can look past the hour or so of flipper tapping fun. Haley outright objected to her choice. She was very upset. If you ever met the girls, you can guess what came next. Hannah calling Haley names. Haley calling Hannah selfish. Both girls telling their Dad that the other one was unreasonable. Dad and I trying not to burst out in laughter at the sibling dispute. I tried to reason with Haley that watching Happy Feet was not the end of the world. She refused to accept any justification which supported the tuxedo birds... We sat in the movie theater (Hannah, me, Dad, and Haley) "enjoying" our late night viewing. Haley during which would spout evil phrases towards her sister and her father would send disapproving words my way as well. It was a theatrical masterpiece - for the young at heart. Hannah and I laughed, awed, and chatted through the heart warming film. To this day - Hannah and I are labeled the culprits in ruining the rest of the night. I must disagree. A year later we are laughing about the instance. A year later we smile. I even bought Haley a penguin for her birthday, which made her laugh. It was a very good time for us.


As for the Christmas gifts - if one must justify ones presents in a letter prior to opening, then maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't have sent the gifts. I have yet to light the incense sticks (they smell funny). Never trust his taste in smell-a-ture. It is terrible. The baoding balls however, sit on my desk (in front of a repressive brick). I spent hours of last year in his office trying to master them. That is why he got me a set of my own - so I would stop dropping his. The dozen roses remain dried out and are in a vase in my kitchen.

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Saturday, December 15, 2007

Lucy (Shannon Moran) In the Sky With Diamonds

Talking on the phone with Lucy aka Shannon. I promised not to write what she's talking about. But it's really, really funny. And it would keep the readership in stitches for days. I mean days. But instead, I have to write about not writing about this Very Funny Thing.

But I can write that she now hates Fight Club. She used to love it. And it's my fault. Something about what she would name her tumor.

Do you see the necklace she's wearing in that picture? It's an earring. We found it in the parking lot of our Mexican restaurant in South Charleston, where we spent much of our time.

Last year, she spent a week with me at Christmas. We went to movies and such, before she went home to her family down south. (She and Hannah forced Haley and I to watch Happy Feet. I've never forgiven her). I sent her a Christmas package, which included a dozen roses, baoding balls, incense, and soap from the head shop there in Charleston. Her response: "Are you trying to tell me I smell funny?"

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X-Day

Not much new to report. I spent most of the day writing, and making lists. I'm an excellent list maker. High on my list is finding some sort of job for the spring. One of my plans is to bartend at night and work on my projects during the day. I have a few other ideas, but I won't make those public beyond my friends.

The girls and I woke and went out and found something we called breakfast. Stopped at Wal-Mart for supplies. Drove around outside of town, looking for a more country setting. We're either moving back to WV, or to a more rural area here. That's undecided at the moment, and depends, considerably, on the events of the next few weeks.

Spent the rest of the day home, each doing our little assignments. Marla and I went to the bookstore, and carried the elder bahs out for pizza. She's gone to work. I'm waiting on Lucy to call. She has a new job. The bah is spending the night with friends.

Normal average day. Haley headed off to bed. Hannah's watching Almost Famous, one of my favorite movies.

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Good Music

No video available, but this is the latest by my friend and former band-mate Alex Imas. The next Bob Dylan. Mark my words.

Gypsy Woman.mp3

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Another Poem.

I know you said you get this one all the time, BF, but you once said it helped.
Plus it's my favourite.

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

[William Ernest Henley]

Come to think of it, this is very you-like, Mr. Thunder.

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Friday, December 14, 2007

Lucy and Our MJ

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Marilyn Manson - Heart-Shaped Glasses

My advice to you is not to click play. Most of you are old and dying (physically and spiritually) and this is not the sort of thing that's going to make you happy. I had no intention of posting it, but Lucy aka Shannon nagged me into it. It's her favorite MM video, and he's her favorite "artist." It stars the wierd dude himself (38 years of age) and his then 19 year old girlfriend. She was, at the time, the highest paid video model in history. If you watch it, you'll know why. My advice is NOT do so.

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Neighbor's Cat

He sleeps in my bed most nights.

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Tonight

The girls and I dropped Marla (this is most likely Jo Pisarki who supported JJ in Charleston by working at Hooter's) off at work. Then we went to see I am Legend. I love Will Smith, but this was somewhat disappointing. The movie is an adaptation of a 1954 novel by Richard Matheson.

Proficient but not exemplary.

Haley drove home. Talked to Lucy aka Shannon Moran, before making her go to sleep. (End of term work limited her sleeping to just six hours in the last seventy-two. It doesn't help that we stay on the phone for many, many hours each night. So now I'm sitting here working on something I'm writing. Waiting for Marla aka Jo to call.

All of us received letters from Cajun yesterday. He's well. We were starting to worry, because he had gone silent for ten days. Turns out the PX ran out of stamps. Typical government operation. He's well. Happy. Fit. We will be seeing him soon.

I try not to be too negative here. I have great friends, and two magnificent daughters. I'm also not the guy we saw on the street tonight at 7:00, holding a sign. Wife standing beside him. Crying. Still, all pain is relative to the observer. I'm not him. And he's not living in Pol Pot's Cambodia.

I keep thinking there has to be some meaning for all the suffering in the world. Sometimes I want to punch God in the face. I understand the whole suffering to be able to choose the good bit. And generally I believe it. But at times it seems wantonly callous.

Note to my Iowa readers. I'll be coming through Waterloo, Aimes, Des Moines, and Elkader next week. Talk to Frasier if you want to meet up. He knows how to contact me.

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Someday-Nickelback

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December Day

Rough day at the end of a rough week. It's probably been the roughest week for us since July. My immune system is falling apart. I'm trying not to let it show, though. Going to grab the girls in a few minutes and go out. Something has to feel a bit better soon.

Had to call mom last night and tell her that Liam and Eli would not be coming for Christmas, and listen to her cry. This isn't the first time I've had to deal with these games. You just have to love your children more fiercely than anyone else dares, and pray to God each night that they'll come back to you in time. It worked with Haley and Hannah. Donovan turns 12 next year. It's hard on the daughters, though. Haley leaves for college in eighteen months. She watched Liam for multiple hours every day, for over two years. For all intents, the boys will never really know her again.

I hate Christmas. Always have. This year reminds me why.

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Traffic Picking Up Again

You may have noticed a pattern. I take the blog down when I go out of town, or when the readership starts to get too large. For reasons I will not say.

But it's picking back up again, even with a truncated blog. I don't know when the full blog will return, but given the devotion that some of you seem to have, I'm sure you'll know before I do.

I hope you are entertained.

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Lucy (Shannon Moran) Today, on the subject of Turkey Bacon

"I remember going over there and finding turkey bacon in the fridge. You and your turkey bacon. It's gross. Turkey's don't make bacon. Pigs make bacon. It's not even the right color. I wouldn't even eat it."

posted by Prometheus @ 3:08 PM 0 Comments

For Lucy/Shannon. Her Favorite


Marilyn Manson, This is the New Shit.

posted by Prometheus @ 2:19 PM 0 Comments

Insomnia and Treacle

Staying up. Writing one last piece of crap for UC. I'll miss you, my Faustian friend (I was going to identify you by initials, but that still might trigger Ed's anti-JJ bloodlust). I really will.

As much as I bitch and complain (insert your own descriptor here), etc. and generally annoy you and waste your time, I just wanted to let you know that you've made a profound difference in my life. I should probably pay you for all the free therapy, but since I'm cheap, you're stuck with this post.

We both know I'd be lying if I said that your courses made a great difference in my intellectual development. But I've learned countless, often invaluable, lessons from you outside the classroom. Thank you for being there for me. I know I can't repay you for your kindness, but I give you my word that I'll pass it on.

I mean, that's the reason we poor deluded souls go in to teaching -- to make a difference in people's lives. We stay there for other reasons. But that's why we enter the ivory (or cement in this particular case) tower in the first place.

posted by Marguerite @ 12:37 AM 1 Comments

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Two Towers Easter Egg

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For Marla aka Jo

Last ride of the Rohirrim.

posted by Prometheus @ 8:12 PM 0 Comments

Fight Club

The magic of DVD's. The Fight Club DVD included two PSA's. One from Pitt. The other from Lucy's favorite leading man, Ed Norton.

posted by Prometheus @ 8:05 PM 0 Comments

Buck Rogers

BR aired from 1979 to 1981. I was 11 in 1979. Living in rural Arkansas with four TV stations, none of which were all that interesting. I loved this show.

Erin Gray...one of my first crushes. She was hotter than hell.

posted by Prometheus @ 8:02 PM 1 Comments

Pandora's Box

Libertad! Igualdad! Fraternidad!

You sullen pig of a man
you force me into the mud
with your stinking ash-cart!

Brother!
--if we were rich
we'd stick our chests out
and hold our heads high!

It is dreams that have destroyed us.

There is no more pride
in horses or in reign holding.
We sit hunched together brooding
our fate.

Well--
all things turn bitter in the end
whether you choose the right
or the left way
and--
dreams are not a bad thing.

[William Carlos Williams]

posted by Prudence aka Hannah Wilkes @ 7:33 PM 2 Comments

Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off.

posted by Prometheus @ 7:26 PM 0 Comments

Sugarland--Want To

posted by Prometheus @ 7:25 PM 3 Comments

ESPN Reports

In addition to the Rocket and AP, the Mitchell Report also names Miguel Tejada (recently traded to the Astros), Brian Roberts, Mike Stanton (and God he sucked so much he needed every extra edge), and Chuck Knoblauch.

Lots of Yankees and former Yankees. I wonder if Joe Torre catches some hell over this too? I doubt it. Given the number of stars implicated, the blame will be diffuse.

You'll also need to pay attention to race in this issue. Barry Bonds caught hell, while Big Mac largely (but not entirely) escaped public scorn. As did Sosa (but he was polite and popular among baseball writers).

posted by Prometheus @ 10:18 AM 0 Comments

News and Views

• It's going to be an ugly few days for MLB. The Mitchell Report will name Roger Clemens and Andy Pettitte, among others.
• According to an AP report: "The Mitchell Report exposes a "serious drug culture within baseball, from top to bottom," fingers MVPs and All-Stars and calls for beefed-up testing by an outside agency to clean up the game."
  
  
  
• I've been writing about Mike Huckabee for weeks, long before anyone started paying attention. I think there's a good chance he will win the nomination. Huckabee now has a 16 point lead in Iowa. Leads in Michigan. Leads in South Carolina. And leads nationally. Mike's blueprint is to win Iowa, ignore New Hampshire, and turn South Carolina into a "make or break" battleground. He's smarter than people think. He's not just trying to win over religious and southern paleo-conservative voters. He has a liberal Republican agenda too. Win there, and he probably wins the nomination. And oddly, he might have the best chance (of any of the potential Republican nominees) to defeat HRC. His biggest obstacle, I feel, relates to the Wayne Dumond matter I posted about weeks ago. His greatest media asset? He's a talk radio darling. Boortz supports him, because Mike supports the Fair Tax. Rush doesn't think he's tough enough to stand up to the Clintons, however.
  
  
  
• Mike's smart, too. He made a few anti-Mormon remarks, to draw attention to Mitt's membership in what most conservative evangelicals and fundamentalists regard as a cult, before pulling back. Smart politics. He scores points, and then withdraws before he looks like a bully. That's the power of negative attack advertisements. Voters will not remember the apology. But Mr. and Mrs. Jesus Voter in the South Carolina primary will remember the attacks. Note that Hillary did the same thing with Obama's admitted drug use, too. Oh, and Mike will not be releasing his sermons from his days as a Baptist minister. Smart. Those sermons about rounding up Magic Johnson and HIV positives, sending them off to an isolated leper colony? They won't play so well in mainstream America.
  
  
  
• For political junkies, there are two polling websites you'll want to visit as you gear up for next year's election. These are, in my view, the two best polling outfits in America. Rasmussen Reports (their analysis tends to favor Republicans, and conservative Democrats) and Zogby International (which tends to favor Democrats, and liberal Republicans).
  
  
  
• Missouri considers apologizing for slavery. They ought to provide a free college education (by taxing the fuck out of the top 5% of income earners) to African Americans for the next three generations. We might see some changes then.
  
  
  
• For Lucy aka Shannon: Bill talks to Marilyn Manson, Short People, Witches, and others.
  
  
  
• In closing, Haley is reading Huck Finn. She hates it. I don't blame her. I hated it too. But I'm reminded of Twain's legendary determination. (He wrote his future wife, Livy, 189 love letters before they married). And his fear of failure. When the Atlantic Monthly praised his Innocents Abroad, he wrote the editor (William Dean Howells) with the following: "When I read that review of yours, I felt like the woman who was so glad her baby had come white."

posted by Prometheus @ 8:38 AM 4 Comments

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Hard Day

Not much new today. Woke up at 7:00 and carried the girls to school. Home and back to bed. I was sick to my stomach. Crawled out of bed again around 10:00, when my phone rang. Spent the balance of the morning and early afternoon writing and filling out various paperwork. Talking to Lucy and a few others. We're leaving on our trip soon, but we'll be going without Liam and Eli. I am not allowed to see them this Christmas. MJ is 3,000 miles away, and I've spent nearly a month's worth of days with her since September. We have seen Liam and Eli three times since we moved here in August. I could have moved anywhere in the United States. I moved here to be closer to them and to get my life back in order. That's not going so well to date.

Haley and Hannah, especially Haley, are upset. She opened the door a few minutes ago. Home from her walk. She sat on the floor beside me in the kitchen. She's depressed about the entire matter. "When have we ever had this small of a family," she asked. I don't know, sissy. I only hope God will sort it all out in the end. I keep putting my faith in people, and people keep letting me down. Now that I think about it, God doesn't have such a good track record for 2007, either.

At least my eyes are open.

posted by Prometheus @ 8:24 PM 2 Comments

It is very dark...

posted by Prometheus @ 4:13 PM 5 Comments

No bluster, just the picks.

Capitol One: Florida 38, Michigan 20

Cotton: Arkansas 35, Missouri 34

Outback: Tennessee 20, Wisconsin 17

Holiday: Arizona St. 37, Texas 20

Rose: USC 31 Illinois 20

Fiesta: Oklahoma 34 WVU 28

Sugar: Georgia 40 Hawaii 31

Orange: Kansas 27 Va. Tech 17

National Championship: OSU 24 LSU 21

posted by Marguerite @ 11:04 AM 3 Comments

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Lucy aka Shannon Loves Bon Jovi


Funny story. I spent last week in Charleston with Lucy/Shannon. Most of the time I played Mr. Mom, watching MJ whose given name is Teagan Blair Moran Jones so Lucy/Shannon could finish her projects. MJ aka Teagan went to bed between 9-10 each night. Lucy/Shannon and I sat up and talked while she wrote into the quiet hours of the morning.

We went to Panera, to the stores, and out a few times (more on all that later). But on Friday night, the night before I went home, we drove over to Kanawha City. Picked up a "Family Secret Movie." It's one of those movies that, if you hate, they kick you out of the family. Trapped in Paradise. I hate comedies. A bad start. Lucy/Shannon described it as an action, comedy-drama. She failed to tell me it was a Christmas movie on top of that. There has never been a good Christmas movie. Never. I expected to hate it, but alas it turned out better than I thought. We watched almost all of it, before being interrupted with other matters.

But that's not the story. The car ride over to Blockbuster and Kroger. That's the story. We picked up the movie. Picked up a few drinks. Talked to The Science Elitist and His Boon Companion for 30 minutes (we ran into them in the adult beverage section of Kroger). Alas, EVEN THAT isn't the story. On the way over, this old Bon Jovi song came over the radio. It's been 15 years since I heard it, I'm guessing. And I still remember every word today (I have this thing with song lyrics). So I sang, while Lucy/Shannon mocked me. Mocked me. Mocked the song's melodramatic undertone. We laughed so hard we nearly cried. At the end of the day, we sat there. Broke. Happy. Together against the world, like we were last year. Laughing, with our baby sleeping away in the back seat of the car. It's the kind of thing that you'll remember the rest of your life.

posted by Prometheus @ 10:49 PM 1 Comments

Nickelback - If Everyone Cared (video)

For Marla.

posted by Prometheus @ 10:35 PM 0 Comments

Prak: A Wiki Version

"Prak was a witness in a trial on Argabuthon where the Dwellers in the Forest were suing the Princes of the Plains and the Tribesmen of the Cold Hillsides. Prak was a messenger for Dwellers in the Forest sent to the other two parties to ask "the reason for this intolerable behaviour." The white robots of Krikkit broke into the court room to steal the Argabuthon Sceptre of Justice, as it was part of the Wikkit Gate Key. In so doing they may have jogged a surgeon's arm, while the surgeon was injecting Prak with truth serum, resulting in too high a dose. When the trial resumed, Prak was instructed to tell "the Truth, the Whole Truth, and Nothing but the Truth," which, due to the overdose, he did. People at the scene had to flee or risk insanity as Prak told every single bit of the entire truth of the entire universe and all of its history, much of which they found ghastly. Prak recalled that many of the weird bits involved frogs or Arthur Dent. As a result, when Arthur Dent came to visit him in search of the truth, he nearly died laughing. He never did write down anything he discovered while telling the truth, first because he could not find a pencil and then because he could not be bothered. He has therefore forgotten almost all of it, but did recall the address of God's Last Message to His Creation, which he gave to Arthur when the laughter subsided. He died afterwards, not having recovered from his laughing fit."

posted by Prometheus @ 10:29 PM 0 Comments

Bobby Freaking Petrino

A new head coach for the Arkansas Razorbacks. Woo-Pig-Sooie.

posted by Prometheus @ 10:15 PM 0 Comments

Marrakesh Express - CSN

Best song ever.

posted by Prudence @ 6:28 PM 0 Comments

Bon Jovi - Blood on Blood

For Lucy, Marla, Prudence, Noted Sir, Mr. Thunder, and Haley/Hannah.

posted by Prometheus @ 6:25 PM 1 Comments

For Mel

posted by Prometheus @ 12:57 PM 0 Comments

"Where's My Entertainment?": Here You Go, Hot Pants.

posted by Prometheus @ 12:45 PM 6 Comments

The Cheshire Cat

"Please, would you tell me," said Alice, a little timidly, ... "why your cat grins like that?"
"It's a Cheshire cat," said the Duchess, "and that's why."

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

Alice didn't think that proved it at all: however she went on. "And how do you know that you're mad?"

"To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"
"I suppose so," said Alice
"Well, then, " the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where –" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"– so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."

Now. Who is the Cat?

posted by Prometheus @ 12:27 PM 1 Comments

Nickelback - Far Away

For Lucy.

posted by Prometheus @ 12:12 PM 0 Comments

...and in this corner...

So its time for me to back up my comments eh?

National Championship. Ohio State vs. LSU. This game should be very interesting in my opinion. On paper LSU is the more dominant team, but Ohio State has proven that you can't count them out this season. The only game they lost was against Illinois and I believe they have the most talented player in college football, more on that later. LSU likes to lose their cool when they find out they are playing a team with a decent defense. I see Ohio State coming out on top this season and Tressel making a whole lot of dough shortly after their win.

The Ohio State University 35 LSU 31

Orange: Va Tech v. Kansas. Virginia Tech might not have beaten any big teams this year, but they did stop Boston College cold last week. Matt Ryan did NOT look like the Heisman candidate everyone made him out to be. VTech is also playing during a very emotional season, with the massacre last spring semester and now their biggest NFL prodigy (Vick for those who are uneducated) has tarnished his own name (who wants to claim they had a dog murderer on their team?). V Tech wants to be remembered for something, something other than losing. More importantly I am not impressed with Kansas' offense, they might be strong, but all those teams they blanked were pretty pathetic themselves. It looked like the Patriots mopping up the floor with the Redskins from a few weeks back.

Virginia Tech 28 Kansas 13

Fiesta: Oklahoma v. West Virginia. The Pitt upset still sits in my stomach like a 2am Grilled Stuffed Burrito from Taco Bell, it is still letting me know its there and it plans on reminding me again sometime down the road. This is easily what the National Championship game should have been. Oklahoma is probably the last team that anyone in the nation wants to play and West Virginia is going to have to be up to the task. If Dykes, Dingle, and Berry can penetrate the Sooners line and make them make stupid mistakes West Virginia stands just as a good a chance as anyone else against a Rookie QB(everyone forgets that OU is starting a rook). White, Slaton, and Devine need to be in shape and healthy as well. The real game breaker here will have to be Owen Schmitt, his last game in the Gold and Blue is going to be emotional and he has proven in the past that he is a game winner.

West Virginia 48 Oklahoma 45 in 2OT with Oklahoma getting the ball first in the 2nd

Sugar: Hawaii v. Georgia. One thing holds true in college football and this season speaks of it better than any other one. You can't count out the underdog. Hawaii is explosive with their passing game and Georgia has probably the best set of DBs in the league at the moment, those guys rivals a few NFL teams! This might end up being the show stopper this year. I am not expected another Boise St. Miracle like last year, I am expecting a hard fought game against two teams that should have had bids for the National Championship. I see Colt Brennen making a huge statement this game with 4 TDs against one of the most talented defenses in the league.

Hawaii 55 Georgia 28

Rose: USC v. Illinois. Another great match up. Who would have thought that USC would have rebounded like they did, I sure as hell did. What I didn't expect was Illinois to produce the most gifted individual in college football currently. Juice Williams will pick apart USC's defense through the air and on the ground. You can't keep the kid down, nor can you keep de-motivated. At the beginning of this season NO one had Illinois producing anything more than average play during the season. Look out, they mean business.

Illinois 32 USC 21

Other Games of Note:

Capitol One: Florida 42, Michigan 13.
Cotton: Arkansas 35, Missouri 18
Outback: Wisconsin 23, Tennessee 13
Holiday: Arizona State 31, Texas 21.
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Well we only agreed on one game JJ, I thought I was going have to take up for a team I didn't want to, but that wasnt the case. We both see Florida winning in the Capitol One bowl, and are at odds on everything else. Only time will tell, until then good luck my good friend. I would put money on all of my picks aside from the Hawaii game, but that is just me rooting for the major underdog.

Is Oklahoma the most favored team in BCS play this season?

posted by WhiteThunder @ 11:35 AM 0 Comments

Quotes of the Week

Marguerite: "I had a dream about you... We were in the audience at Geary auditorium, making out while Ed gave an address entitled "A Vision for Greatness." Good lord, this place has fucked me up."

Prudence/Hannah: "You now have the same phone as the Drs. Blackwood. Come the Revolution, you are all going down."

Chuckie P: “You can't teach God anything."

Truman Capote, the Master: "She is pure Alice in Wonderland, and her appearance and demeanor are a nicely judged mix of the Red Queen and a flamingo.”

Me to the nice Israeli woman who asked about the blanket: "I dropped it on the ground outside. I had to chase a homeless guy down who tried to run away with it. Do you want to buy it?"

Lucy/Shannon: "He does little things to make me happy, even if it comes at a cost to him."

posted by Prometheus @ 11:28 AM 0 Comments

Drive to School

Oh, God, were the girls funny this morning.

Haley: "We're going to be late. Look. We are ONE MINUTE behind schedule. You were supposed to wake up today and make a hot nutritious iron-rich breakfast. I'm giving blood today!"

Me: "I didn't sleep well last night."

Hannah: "Me either. You kept looking for the phone charger. And you were singing."

Haley: "I told her not to tell you not to sing, because you'd just sing louder."

Hannah: "I am so glad both of you set the alarm clock last night. I woke up at 6:30! I can't fix my hair that fast. Haley wouldn't get out of bed."

Haley: "Excuse me. I can't just jump out of bed. It's a process."

Me: "What do you mean a process?"

Haley: "It's a process! I have to wake up by degree. Look! It's the evil bicycle guy!"

Hannah: "No, it's not."

Haley: "Yes, it is."

Hannah: "No, he wears a red helmet."

Haley: "Fine....wait, there he is!"

Hannah: "Yes, that's him."

Haley: "Yesterday, I heard him coming so I moved OFF the sidewalk. He looked at me like he was disappointed. I think he likes bumping into us. I don't think people should be able to ride bicycles."

Me, as we arrive: "I'm going to school with you guys today."

Hannah: "Uh, no, you're not. Not dressed like that." I was wearing white crocs, black CK sleep pants, and a gray pullover.

Me: "Make good choices," as they get out of the car.

Hannah: "I love you daddy."

And so on.

posted by Prometheus @ 11:00 AM 3 Comments

College Football

Okay, big guy. Here we go. Let's start with the BCS:

National Championship. Ohio State vs. LSU. Excuse me. The Big 10 (that numerically challenged conference) plays the worst football of any major conference in America. They'll be exposed by an LSU team that's faster and stronger than last year's Florida Gators. LSU 40, Ohio State 14.

Orange: Va Tech v. Kansas. The ACC is the second worst major conference. That said, VA Tech will give Kansas, who has YET to beat a ranked team this year, a good game. Kansas 28, Virginia Tech 24.

Fiesta: Oklahoma v. West Virginia. I almost called the Pitt upset, but backed away. I won't make that mistake again. Oklahoma 37, WVU 22.

Sugar: Hawaii v. Georgia. The Bulldogs, pissed off at being 1.) left out of the BCS title game and 2.) of having to play a mid-major, blow out the Rainbow Warriors. UGA 42, Hawaii 10.

Rose: USC v. Illinois. Two of the hottest teams in America. I think USC is the best team in the country, right now. Ohio State is lucky they ended up in the National Championship game. The Trojans might have scored 60 on them. SC rules 44-7.

Other Games of Note:

Capitol One: Florida 30, Michigan 21.
Cotton: Missouri 32, Arkansas 23.
Outback: Tennessee 17, Wisconsin 14.
Holiday: Texas 41, Arizona State 27.

posted by Prometheus @ 10:47 AM 0 Comments

Haley's First Blood Donation

She's in school, texting me. I'm blogging from a Cheney-esque undisclosed location.

Haley: "This is taking forever."
Me: "Patience, young one."
Haley: "The weird Red Cross guys are freaking me out. And they have an interrogation room!"

posted by Prometheus @ 10:44 AM 3 Comments

Monday, December 10, 2007

Whew...

Glad to have you back, I honestly thought that when you disappeared I was, probably, never going to see or hear from you again.

Im still PO'd over WVU blowing the game against PITT. Oh well I suppose, all the more reason for the E'ers to win in the Fiesta Bowl and prove they are a legitimate team within the NCAA. Speaking of WVU have you been keeping up with their Basketball Team?

Well it seems like my bowl picture didnt happen because Mizzou and WVU both lost and threw the whole BCS into whack ONCE again this semester. So you make your picks first and I will post the counter points, even if I don't agree with them, you know I like to debate so much.

I am still pulling for Arkansas to dominate in the Cotton Bowl.

"Most of you will find the contents of this interim blog boring. Sports, politics, history, travel, kids, and family. My major interests in life."

Sports, politics, and history you say? How did you know JJ?

posted by WhiteThunder @ 7:42 PM 7 Comments

Mount Hood

posted by Prometheus @ 2:06 PM 8 Comments

Bacon County

Dear Reader,

My previous blog shall remain down for the foreseeable future. I have resolved all my legal problems, save one. And that one will be resolved within thirty days to six months. At this point, I cannot be certain about the time. Suffice it to say, the outcome of this legal matter is more important to me than the story. So I shall not post further on the subject matter of the former blog, until this last legal matter is resolved. At that time, I will restore the old blog and finish the story. I have several announcements to make. Some that relate to the subject matter of the blog, and some that do not. These will also wait.

Most of you will find the contents of this interim blog boring. Sports, politics, history, travel, kids, and family. My major interests in life.

Have a Merry Christmas.

posted by Prometheus @ 2:00 PM 3 Comments

Can we all spell C-U-L-T???