Thursday, August 21, 2008
Shoulda Been A Cowboy...
The most important Election of our lifetime approaches and I am too beat to help out...physically and psychologically drained...for the moment, anyway.
So please humor me while I travel to ...those fateful days of yesteryear..time to recharge the batteries...
TV again. The deadlines must be met, there is no forgiveness. The schedule is brutal, but hey, it's what I always wanted, anyway...
I'm sure most of the guys will be able to relate to this...and maybe some of you Ladies too...
Good Night, peace and love to all.
Cya soon!
Just like Gene and Roy...
Happy Trails to you!
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Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Toby Keith Endorses Barack Obama!
Read all about it here.
Guess it's time to blow the dust off my Toby Keith straw cowboy hat! Yeeeeeehaw!
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
How The Media Has Failed Us
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Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport
This one's for Fixer & Gordon and Busted Knuckles, three of my favorite wrenches. Check out their most excellent automotive blog! Fixer & Gordon.

Hey guys, got an extra 2 million dollars laying around? Want to go from 0-62 mph in about 2.5 seconds? Care to cruise the highways and byways at 250 mph? Then the spanking new Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport is just what the Doctor ordered! I ordered mine yesterday! (Yeah, right!)
Check it out here. And don't miss the video!
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PS: The boys also do a right fine job at parlor tricks (politics) too! Find Fixer & Gordon at Alternate Brain and Busted Knuckles at Ornery Bastard!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Harvey Keitel, Once, Always, Forever...

Folks have often asked me, "What's so special about the Marine Corps? Why do you guys always think you're better than everyone-else who served our country in the Armed Forces?" It's not that we're necessarily "better", (although I happen to think we are, well, unique), it's just that we consider ourselves to be more than just another "branch" of the United States military. We view our service as a Fraternity of sorts, a Brotherhood we have earned the right to belong to. For no matter where life's road may take us after our service, no-one and nothing can ever take away the title we won after graduation from boot camp - the title of United States Marine. As such, we regard all Marines as our Brothers and Sisters. We are all Marines Forever, and it is that common bond which in my eyes, makes us special.
So I've been working on this TV show, "Life On Mars", and like I said earlier, it's a terrific job. I haven't had a day off in a few weeks, but when you love what you do, every day is a holiday and every meal's a feast. Last week, while returning from lunch, I happened to walk past the Hair & Makeup room for Life On Mars on my way back to the shop. I was wearing the tee-shirt pictured below.

It's unusual that I was wearing this shirt. I have owned it for years and only wear it on November 10, the Marine Corps Birthday. I have no idea why I chose to wear it that day, but I did. And I'm glad I did, for as I passed by Hair and Makeup, a wild man stepped out into the hallway and stuck his finger in my chest and asked, "Is that you?"
His shirt was open, his face unshaven, his hair disheveled and his eyes had a semi-insane glint of mischief in them. Standing nose to nose with me, he prodded me in the chest again and repeated, "Is that You?" I was taken totally off-guard. Why, I asked myself, would I wear a shirt I hadn't earned the right to, and who was this maniac questioning me on it? Yet, there was something vaguely familiar about him, but I was too shocked to put two and two together.
"Yes it is", I stammered back.
"You a Marine?", the madman responded.
"Yes Sir!" I said.
Grabbing my hand and pumping it furiously, he almost shouted, "Semper Fi, Jarhead!"
"Semper Fi to you too", I lamely answered. "Were you a Marine?", I asked.
"Betcher sweet ass I am. Got a minute, I want you to meet someone. Come with me."
With that, he put his arm around my shoulder and ushered me into the crowd gathered in the Hair & Makeup room.
"See that tall fellow over there?", he said, pointing at the tall young man in the center of the room, who, by now, with everyone-else, was watching this surreal play unfold, for we were, at this point, the center of everyone's attention. "He's the Producer and I want you to tell him something for me."
My stomach flipped. He was the Producer and here I was, in the clutches of a madman, in Hair & Makeup, where I had no right to be, looking him eye to eye.
"I want you to tell him that if he messes with me, you'll kill him!"
I swallowed. Hard.
"This man is my Brother and if you mess with me, he'll kill you!", he went on.
It was then I heard it. The voice. The voice of Mr. Wolf. Pulp Fiction. The man with his arm around my shoulder, ordering me to threaten the Producer's life, was none other than Harvey Keitel.
I turned and looked at him. He hugged me closer, "Go on, tell him." I'm a huge fan of Harvey Keitel so there was no way I was going to disappoint him.
Gathering my wits, I turned to the Producer and said, "Sir, if you mess with my Brother, I will kill you."
And Harvey said, "And if you mess with my Brother, I will kill you!"
Thankfully, the whole room burst into laughter. Grabbing my hand once more, Harvey shook it hard and said, "Semper Fi, Brother, Once Always, Forever!"
He then asked me what role I was playing in the show. I told him I was playing the role of "Scenic Carpenter", building his sets. He asked me how it was going. I told him it must be going great because I had been playing the same role for 25 years and so far I had everybody fooled. Laughter again. I told Harvey what a pleasure and honor it was meeting him and got the hell out of there as fast as I could.
I have always wanted to be an actor. In fact, in my younger days I was pretty good. I even did a stint with the American Shakespeare Company in Stratford, Connecticut, but as life would have it, I never made it in front of the camera. I never achieved the success that Harvey Keitel has in our chosen profession. No matter, I'm a damn good hammer and I'm proud of my little contribution to this thing called show biz. But that's not the point.
The point is this. I was, and still am, a United States Marine. And so is Harvey Keitel. And between Marines, that is all that ever really matters.
Semper Fi to you Harvey. You made me proud and you made my day. And you gave me one hell of a story to tell.
Speaking of stories, Life On Mars is a great one. I highly recommend it. Watch for it on your local ABC affiliate on Thursday, October 9th at 10pm est/9pm central.
Hell, it must be great. There's a United States Marine in it.
Life On Mars
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Sunday, August 03, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Good Night
Anyway, I'm beat. I'm going to bed and read myslef to sleep. Reading Confessions Of An Economic Hitman, by John Perkins. Highly reccomend it.
So, let me leave you with this, to stoke the coals...
It really is time for change...
Good night. See you soon.
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Help Moveon.Org Fight McCain on MTV and Comedy Central
I know it must seem like every post I make lately is asking for money or time for one progressive cause or another. The fact is, the Always Wrong Right is taking nothing for granted. They believe that with the proper propaganda, they can win this Presidential Election. If we become too confident, too complacent, we could find ourselves faced with four more years of war, recession, lost jobs and lies and broken promises - in other words, a continuation of the policies that have brought our once great nation to it's knees, the policies of Geroge Walker Bush.
It is critical that we do all that we can too ensure that Barack Obama wins the Presidential Election. We must also work hard to get as many Progressives elected to public office as well. Notice, I didn't say Democrats. There are way too many DINO's, (Democrats In Name Only), and we must replace them with dedicated individuals who are committed to the principles outlined in the Consitution. We cannot afford to let up for one minute, or we may face our worst nightmare come January 20, 2009.
So please take a look at the ad below. If you like it and can afford it, click the link below and help get it on the air. It is up to us, the people, to take back our government and make it, once again, a Government of the People, by the People and For the People.
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From the e-mail:
Dear MoveOn member,
MTV just started accepting political ads. And the first political ad that millions of young people will see is a negative attack on Barack Obama—saying he's "worse than a flip-flopper" and accusing him of no longer being against the war.1 It's outrageous.
The Republicans' strategy is clear: kill the hope that's brought millions of new young voters out of the woodwork.
We can't let that happen. And as it turns out, we've got a funny, positive, hopeful way to fight back.
The "funniest ad" award winner in our Obama in 30 Seconds contest is a perfect counterpoint to the cynicism-mongering ad on MTV. Plus, it was made by actor (and MoveOn member) Rider Strong.
We just found out that we can run this ad on MTV and Comedy Central (as their first political ad ever) for $150,000. If 6000 of us contribute $25, we can do it. Can you check out the ad below—and if you like it, will you chip in to get it on the air?
Brain On Hope
Thanks for all you do.
–Peter, Ray, Daniel, Justin and the rest of the team
