I am loving HBO's show Trueblood if for no other reason than the music. Jeff and I have been having fun with the opening and closing music for each episode. Somewhere around the chorus, the closing song for this week's episode made me turn to Jeff and say, "It sounds like Fleetwood Mac meets dirty south."

This week's closing song, for the curious, is Rusty Truck's "Cold Ground." [buy it here on amazon] The chorus is certainly trying to channel Buckingham/Nicks with a nice sloppy side of slide guitar. (I have it on REALLY loud right now to cover a malfunctioning fan in our office.)

So far, I've hit 31 of 50 states.  A nice, pictorial demonstration of where life has taken me:

['Where i've been' on flickr]

Now let's step back ten months, to a very memorable conversation in Vancouver:

"Amy, we have not seen you in about five years."
(Pause.)

"We live IN HAWAII."
(Longer pause.)

"WE HAVE A GUEST ROOM."
(A pause with a very direct stare.)

"Do you understand me?"
(Followed by a very impish grin.)

Shortly after coming home, I said to Jeff, "I think we should go to Hawaii for our birthdays this year."

['Even I got THAT hint', January 2008]

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It's not just the locals ... twitter users everywhere are using the service to livesnark debates and other current events.

Current TV (available on Dish Network, DirecTV, and other places) will link up people posting to #current on Twitter during the debate by broadcasting those tweets on-screen.

We were evil enough last time, and it was just the locals. It's like a live, on-screen, collective drinking game.  Then again, we may need it to get through an evening's worth of Sarah Palin.

(I'm domesticat on twitter, but my updates are protected. I will give serious thought to un-protecting them during the debate.)

[hat tip to Jeff for discovering this program's existence.]

Thirteen years later, I keep waiting for a world in which Kevin Gilbert's lyrics don't apply.

Look at them now, drawing little lines with their speeches
Each daring the other to cross
It won't be long now cause one will make a stand he believes in
Believing it's well worth the cost
Then the other gets angry, refuses to budge
Fueled by some understandable grudge
And now we wait quietly till the missile arrives
There's no need to shout about the end of our lives

Sure, it's about nuclear war, but...

So turn the radio up and pass the bottle round
And then we'll have one more drink before we all fall down
I'll wear my favorite tie, you can wear your wedding gown
And then we'll both look real sharp when we all fall down

Via Think Progress:

A senior campaign aide who agreed to speak on the condition of anonymity admitted that Palin’s knowledge of Russia may be limited to the way someone from Miami might obtain a general feel for Latin America.

“It is very much being able to look off the tip of Alaska,” the aide said. “Metaphorically, I’m talking about.”

I'm considering nominating my cat for vice-president.  He certainly seems qualified now.

For those of us who spent the past eight years muttering that Bush scared us so much we could barely sleep at night, we now know where the sleep deficit went. I present Sarah Palin, who slept through the past eight years straight:

[direct link to YouTube]

I usually save the political stuff for solecist, but I look at her and think, if the Republicans win in November, the only thing keeping this kook from the presidency is the heart of a 70+ year-old man with a spotty health history.