So... Who are the 79?

The House, in a "bold" attempt to condemn politics, declared MoveOn's Betrayus ad a betrayal. While I agree that it is contemptuous, dispicable, disgusting, ugly, filthy, treasonous, dishonest, loathsome, hate-filled, immature, slanderous, revolting, repulsive, sickening, ghastly, sordid, horrid, nauseating, vile, foul, abhorrent, detestable, and distasteful, I think it is almost equally poor taste for the media to allow Democrats to so anonymously play politics with the issue.

If you read the article, you will not find a single mention of any of the 79 reps who voted against this condemnation. I mean, as soon as I saw that there were 79 people in all of America who would even think this was OK, my first thought is "why?", and then the immediate follow up question, "who?" Naturally, Mr. Media felt it was not in my best interest to know the answers to those questions. Or perhaps he is merely tired of doing all the reporting work for me, and is trying to help me hone my own investigative skills. Perhaps he thinks I am just too lazy. (He may have a point there.) Regardless, I thought this is why we pay him (or, well, somebody pays him).

The other problem with this whole vote is that, unless the vote is recorded as a roll call, it is OK for any Democrat to safely appear appalled by the ad without actually biting off the hand that feeds him/her.

Maybe I'll get off my butt and look it up. Maybe I won't. Won't matter, anyway. If I do it, the only people who will know the truth will be the two or three of you who are still with me. Maybe instead, the three of us can get together with torches and storm this reporter's castle... or play Madden 2007.

Do you mind? I'm watching a game, here!

Growing up in Tulsa, you have what is referred to as "The Big Four": Oklahoma Sooners, Oklahoma State Cowboys, Tulsa Hurricane, and Arkansas Razorbacks. If you are a wealthy snobbish golf-in-your-spare-time upper crustacean, you naturally root for the Sooners. If you are a laid back farm-grown good ol' boy, you are a Cowboy.




Oh, the other two?

Well, Arkansas is a long way away, but there's just something about them.

If you've got nothing going on a Saturday night, you can probably score a couple of complimentary tickets to the Tulsa game. Of course, you'll probably want to ask who they're playing... not that it matters.

Don't get me wrong, it's cool to root for the Hurricane (don't ask me why 'Hurricane' in the middle of Tornado country... and its the Golden Hurricane... single entity... no 's').

Tulsa has seldom been anything to get embarrassed about. They have a great quarterback program, and when they get some good support, they put on a tremendous aerial show. Now and again, they give "The Big Two" of "The Big Four" a good run for the money accompanied by a respectable upset.

After outscoring BYU last week, Tulsa is taking on Boomer Sooner in Tulsa tonight. As the wife and kids have abandoned me, I thought I would relax and take it in. The game is going fine. Tulsa actually looked pretty good there for the first half of the first quarter. Cool. If they can spank OU tonight, the economy of the entire state will probably take a two week slump as business execs decide whether to fire the coach or just take down the four-story banners.

But I guess it was already a foregone conclusion by the ESPN2 folks that Tulsa's butt was in the process of being kicked. To pass the time between commercials, they spent the entire second half of the first quarter, and then the first half of the second quarter discussing why Notre Dame sucks this year. Notre Dame!? The absolute worst team in college football (this is not an opinion, it is actually documented)!?

If this game means so little to you that you've got to call two former Notre Dame coaches just to have something to talk about... how about you just SHUT UP!!! It's not like you're contributing anything anyway. You don't even need to be here. I think I can figure out what's happening on my own.

You're WHERE?!

If you're not into bathroom humor... don't worry. This isn't that bad.



So, I walk into this bathroom, and from the stall, I hear this:

"Hey, Man."

Was he talking to me?

"You doin' all right?"

Uhhh...


That's when it hit me. He's on a cell phone...




sitting on the pot...




And then (here comes the punch line, sitting on the pot, talking on the phone)...




"Did I catch you at a bad time?"