I spent entirely to much money on comics and cds today

I bought the new Sigur Ros, not sure why though since I have had no desire to listen to it. Still I am sure there will be a boring day where it will come in handy.
I also dropped a good $60 bucks at the LCS today, and got that nifty 3-D Grant Morrison Superman book.
However the highlight of my day was finally reading Suburban Glamour which was a much better book set of books than I expected. Due to my love of Phonogram, I had rather high hopes, but it met and shattered those hopes. Screw Brian Bendis, this is hopw kids talk today.

Watching the Democratic National Convention With Gunter

Things Gunter said During Hilary Clinton's Speech

"Repeal the 13th amendment"

"Look at that bulbous nose"

"Boo Women"


"Bill Clinton looks like he crawled in a Bottle of Scotch for the last 8 years"

"Boo First Lady! I hate you Dolly Madison."

"When did this become our values? We had Slaves a 100 years ago!"

"yay pirates"

"if there is anything Womens basketball has taught us it is that women are not equal to men."

Upon Hillary Clinton mentioning that today was the 78th anniversary of the ratification of the 19th amendment "Damn You 78 years ago"

"I thought she was going to say God Save The Queen. how Awesome would that have been?"

"What is she defending me from? She said defending the working class. FROM What, pirates? Ninjas?"

"Are They praying? Who are they praying to Hindu 8 arm flowey things"

" She's laughing, don't hide, I saw you Mrs Biden. Don't laugh at god"

"Disco Inferno, are you fucking kidding me"

"Jews on the democratic side, you cant go wrong with that. Smoking Jews too."

Upon realizing that Governor Bill Richardson has the worst facial hair ever
"Who the fuck told this guy that it would be a good idea to grow that facial hair
I cant wait for the day he grows the full mustache and gets a sombrero"

"Alright I'd hit it with Hillary Clinton, I mean Chelsea Clinton, well I'd hit it with Hillary too. Can you imagine the roast beef down there, I bet its more like pressed ham"

while the news anchor pundit types rambled after the speech

"i think that it would be fun if the denver nuggets came out and played during this"

"could you picture that, some player comes out and dunks and the avalanches goalie pulls out the hockey net"

When Brokaw asked what was going to be done with seniors like him as they reach retirement
"Labor camps Brokaw."
"Reeducation camps, they worked for Stalin"

great american cuban

I just ate Great American Heroes attempt at a Cuban.
it was a delicious sammich
unfortunately it was not a Cuban.
it didn't have pulled pork,peppers or olives.
still it was delicious.

Fasciinatiion, a review in miniature

The Woodcutter and I have been eagerly awaiting the new Faint album since I turned him onto them about 3 years ago. Luckily the imminent disappointment that follows a statement like that wasn't as bad as it could have been. The album is awkward, it doesn't seem like the band focused on the music near as much as Fink focused on his lyrics, which seem more focused on telling a story than previous efforts, and have a certain boyish charm that I have never noticed in electro music.
The album is good, but after four years of waiting it is said that it comes closer to mediocre than it does greatness.

dreams about appliances?

I keep having this reoccurring dream where Gene Krupa rips my arms off me and starts playing drums with them, and as the dream goes on my head, torso and rump become drums and he plays them rather violently....
However last night I had a different set of dreams, possibly set off by the fact that I slept in the living room and not my bedroom due to the overwhelming heat.
The first one involved me throwing the lid to my coffee pot away and slowly having to deal with the fact that i could no longer pull the pot out mid brew, or else coffee would go everywhere. In the dream this was a horrible thing and created several bizarre situations.
The second one had me filling the garbage disposal with ice, supposedly under the pretense that it would sharpen the blades of the disposal, under severe protests from the people in my house.
This led to my disposal jamming and the ice refusing to melt because the disposal had gotten cold. After several attempts at getting the ice down the disposal i got the disposal to spin again, but it filled the house with shaved ice and gave off the appearance of snow. This as always would be the point where i was awoken by Gunter stumbling through the house for his morning cigarette.