Two Short Rants, Two Short Videos, and Two Very Sweaty Balls

I’m off today…all day. I should be in a good mood but I am far from it.

The main reason I will get to later, but for now my first rant is about one, Rev. Jesse Jackson.

It seems that on July 6th, he not only was heard saying that Senator Obama is, “talking down to black people.”...

It is also being reported that he said that Obama is:

“…Telling Niggers How to Behave!!”

As I think about this and type, I can hear Dana Carvey as the Church Lady saying:

“Well, Reverend Who Can’t Keep His Penis In His Britches Outside Of His Holy Bond of Matrimony, don’t we have a potty mouth? Hmmmm?”

Of course, my own voice just says, “what a hypocritical dumb fuck.” But I also think, man, this is just kinda sad.

Jackson has become both a tragic and comedic figure.

Tragic in that, this once integral part of the Civil Rights movement is consumed with his own hypocrisy and his jealousy of Barack Obama, and…

Comedic, in the sense that more and more often, with every utterance, he paints his self-portrait in caricature form.

Senator Obama is not out to make himself the leader of the black community; he wants to be the leader of all Americans.

However, in the wake of Obama’s rise to political power, Jackson sees it differently.

Jackson sees it as a threat to his title of, “Leader of the Black Community”, and a threat to his throne.

What he doesn’t see, is that his title was self-appointed, and there was never a throne upon which he sat.

And now, let’s have a little fun before my second rant…

A video of me in a batting cage taking swings at 75 m.p.h. fastballs. Commentary provided by Ryno.

It’s a good thing only aluminum bats were available, because at least you can HEAR the hits that Ryno failed to capture on camera!!

And now, another short video of Ryno going all Irish-Scottish (Maybe it’s a new historical figure, William O’Wallace) on me as we waited for his lunch in the Drive-Thru at Rally’s.

My last rant is this…

Maintenance has been up here 5 times in the last two months to “fix” our A/C.

Well, today will be six, because after working on it for 6 hours yesterday it still doesn’t work.

Folks, I planned on using my day off to make a couple of videos, drink, eat, listen to music, and avoid the 93 degree temps and 70% humidity inside a comfortable apartment.

Instead, I will be listening to the clanging of A/C repair while I sweat.

It won’t be a good sweat. I will feel and smell like a human mattress used in a three way between Paris Hilton, Rosie O’Donnell, and Bill O’Reilly in a back alley of Bangkok.

Thank God, I have plenty of libation on hand.

See you all tomorrow, unless of course I melt like a salted snail.

Cheers!!