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Posted in wordsmithing with tags , , on December 12, 2008 by mrbitterness

And NOW I noticed a whole new group — err – trio of commenters. New home plug:
dgood1.typepad.com
Same guy, less bitterness (not that I was ever bitter in the first place … I just ripped off the name of a Soul Coughing song … and it wasn’t even one of my favorites!).
Typepad lured me away with their Journalist Bailout Program, which offered me free Pro membership — with ads — for free, if I could just prove i was a pitiful, livelihood-threatened journalist. They did require a usable link to some of my dinosaur-media copy posted online, so you can’t con your way into this sweet gig easily.
I work for a newspaper (you know, the OTHER industry losing money hand over fist, with leaders teetering toward bankruptcy). Six-Apart felt sorry for me, and actually lent a hand; with that, they earned my eternal allegiance.
Wordpress is kinda dead to me now. So if you’ve commented, and not been replied, or visited and lamented the lack of fresh content (not that I actually believe anyone gave enough of a fuck to do any of that), but if you have, visit me at my new digs:
dgood1.typepad.com
I’ll come back later and hyperlink all this.

I moved again, to dgood1.typepad.com

Posted in wordsmithing with tags , , on December 12, 2008 by mrbitterness

And NOW I noticed a whole new group — err – trio of commenters. New home plug:
dgood1.typepad.com
Same guy, less bitterness (not that I was ever bitter in the first place … I just ripped off the name of a Soul Coughing song … and it wasn’t even one of my favorites!).
Typepad lured me away with their Journalist Bailout Program, which offered me free Pro membership — with ads — for free, if I could just prove i was a pitiful, livelihood-threatened journalist. They did require a usable link to some of my dinosaur-media copy posted online, so you can’t con your way into this sweet gig easily.
I work for a newspaper (you know, the OTHER industry losing money hand over fist, with leaders teetering toward bankruptcy). Six-Apart felt sorry for me, and actually lent a hand; with that, they earned my eternal allegiance.
Wordpress is kinda dead to me now. So if you’ve commented, and not been replied, or visited and lamented the lack of fresh content (not that I actually believe anyone gave enough of a fuck to do any of that), but if you have, visit me at my new digs:
dgood1.typepad.com
I’ll come back later and hyperlink all this.

battle can’t damage Marines’ resolve.

Posted in wordsmithing on December 1, 2008 by mrbitterness

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Awesome corner store

Posted in wordsmithing on November 19, 2008 by mrbitterness


I wanna live on Haberdasher Street, just to get beer and smokes here.
Cheap Booze on Flickr – Photo Sharing!

reunited and it feels so good

Posted in wordsmithing on October 12, 2008 by mrbitterness

My main computer — a frankenstein’s monster of a desktop — is finally back in action. For months now, I’ve been using one of three worn out, outdated laptops (whichever one was fully functional at the time). I had almost forgotten what Windows XP looked like, since the newest OS the laptops would handle was Millennium Edition.
But now, Prime and I have been reunited, after my father and I finally cut enough time out of our busy schedules to get it up and running again.
I’d almost forgotten how nice my dedicated desk-space was; being able to sit down and get to work right away, without first clearing the coffee table of sippie-cups and bills, is vastly underrated.

Fred lives again!

Posted in wordsmithing on May 16, 2008 by mrbitterness

If you’re a principled conservative, I’m sure you’ve been anxious to hear what became of Fred Thompson since dropping out of the GOP primary race. He was one of the few candidates capable of expressing conservative beliefs, though his dislike for the daily march of a campaign doomed him in the every-second-counts media race.

Well, he’s turned up at Townhall.com. And I couldn’t be happier to hear from him. A sampling:

  • Townhall.com::Blog
    Now isn’t the time for conservatives to be looking for a tailored message or a politically expedient route to victory if the end result is going to be the inevitable slide toward the liberalization and secularization of America, and the growth of government and loss of freedom that inevitably ensues. For us conservatives it must be about principles and policies that are grounded in freedom, free markets and the rule of law.

It’s good to have you back, Mr. Thompson.

PETA activists try to suck fun out of circus

Posted in wordsmithing with tags , , on April 4, 2008 by mrbitterness

James Taranto mentioned a story in the Washington Post yesterday, which displayed the, IMHO, retarded outlook of some animal rights activists. PETA-type groups protest Ringling Bros. circuses, telling little kids that the circus is cruel to elephants.

On the Other Tightrope

But the moral debate — whether its good or bad for kids to see circus animals doing tricks — is a serious parenting issue to some.”To see a bear ride a bicycle, it is ridicule. You’re really just laughing at that bear,” said Mel Levine, a renowned pediatrician at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill who has written numerous books about child behavior and the way children learn. “So the question is: Whats the message youre giving to kids when you take them to the circus and they laugh at animals? I think to laugh at animals is to devalue them.”

It struck a chord with me, since Mrs. Bitterness has taken our four-year-old to see her first circus with her preschool class today. As a kid, I remember few things as incredible as witnessing lion-tamer Gunther Gable Williams’  farewell tour. i still have the poster from that circus, and always loved the pictures of Williams’ lions and tigers performing amazing tricks, and especially one shot of a leopard giving his “oppressor,” as PETA would have it, a big hug.

There is love in Williams’ eyes during that hug, and not a hint of fear that I ever detected.

The people-tricks — flying trapeez and tightropes &c — were impressive, but the animals were what really blew me away. My Labrador, Charlie, couldn’t even learn not to jump on my 8-year-old chest claws first, or to avoid the electric fence we put up to keep him from running away (guess that scuttles my hopes of PETA membership right there).

But this Williams guy convinced elephants to stand on step-ladders; lions let him put head and arms into their mouths. People can train long enough to perform most types of amazing feats. Big deal, we have large brains and lots of time on our hands.

But for an animal to learn how to perform and awe an audience, to me, is inspirational. They’re not being “subjugated,” or regarded with “intolerance.” They’re performing, and being paid in all the peanuts they can stomach, I expect.

If i find out any PETA-dweebs were picketing in Montgomery and scared my daughter, I might need to seek out someone’s nose to bust.