Mitt Romney, sitting alongside his wife, appeared taken aback by the story, leading CBS interviewer Scott Pelley to ask if he’d heard that story before.
“I hadn’t heard the story about Craig coming home from school that day and being so devastated,” said the presumptive GOP nominee. “I’m not surprised. He’s a very tender heart and a wonderful father today himself.”
As to the title…if abortion is murder…miscarriage is manslaughter. If this was a real person that died, as the Republicans want to change the law to say it was, there should be an investigation.
Was it irresponsible actions that led to the death? An absent father? My guess is that conservatives will whine more about the tone of this post than the obvious and impssible legal situations their own policies would create (of which the post title is one).
A newly-discovered protein in the semen of all mammals -including humans – prompts females to ovulate through a direct effect on the brain.
Surprisingly, it’s the same molecule that regulates the growth, maintenance, and survival of nerve cells – nerve growth factor (NGF) which is found primarily in nerve cells throughout the body.
The scientists, though, say that large amounts of the protein are produced by the accessory sex glands that contribute seminal fluid to semen.
“To our surprise, it turns out they are the same molecule,” says Gregg Adams of the University of Saskatchewan. “Even more surprising is that the effects of NGF in the female were not recognized earlier, since it’s so abundant in seminal plasma.”
NGF in the semen acts as a hormonal signal, working through the hypothalamus of the female brain and the pituitary gland. This triggers the release of other hormones that signal the ovaries to release an egg or eggs.
NEW YORK — New York Jets owner Woody Johnson told USA TODAY Monday he offered his “apology” to a female TV reporter whose treatment Saturday at Jets practice is being investigated by the NFL.NFL and team officials said Sunday they were looking into a complaint made by the Association of Women in Sports Media that the Jets made suggestive comments to Ines Sainz of Mexico’s TV Azteca during and after a weekend practice at their Florham Park, NJ, facility.
The New York Post reported Monday that during the portion of practice open to the media, Jets head coach Rex Ryan and defensive backs coach Dennis Thurman purposely overthrew passes during a drill so they would land near Sainz.
I heard this and was kinda curious as to what would cause NFL players, who generally have their pick of women (and golddiggers), to react so strongly. Then I heard she was a former Ms. Universe. Then I saw this pic…
…and I realized this story has some legs….oh my does this story have legs…
Here’s a hint, Ines. If you want more respect for your journalistic chops, don’t wear painted-on jeans and backless, sexy-shirts. That’s the kind of stuff you wear when all you want is people to see how ridiculously hot you are.
You have to dress for respect, people. And how you dress tends to define the context of that respect.
UPDATE: Just to be clear, she wasn’t wearing the above very revealing top when the incident occured, but this shot confirms she stuck with the spray-on jeans.
And finally, Ines…if, *for any reason*, you ever need a spanking, know that nobody spanks like a Robot Pirate Ninja.
It was the best of weeks, and it was the worst of weeks.
Sunday: My week started with the end of the football season, as noted here. That was a great game and a great night. I met a friend during the game that asked me to go to The Killers show on Wednesday. I agreed. Some folks also poured water on my laptop, which I didn’t agree with so much. Laptop dies, and a part of me dies with it.
Monday: Wake to find out the Laptop is still dead. This is bad news, as I do most of my writing and video and editing and book-related stuff on my laptop. I am sad.
Tuesday: Run around all day trying to get stuff done without a laptop. Start messing with the laptop (I have a special power to make computers work again, it’s called “tinkering”) and low and behold, it comes back to life. This makes me very happy. I find out I am NOT going to the Killer’s show, as my friend has a better friend, or something.
Wednesday: Check bank account…sad again. Get call to see if I still want to go to Killer’s show, happy again. Go to Killers, dance my freakin’ ass off, cheer wildly, have a much better time than the person who asked me to go. Kinda sad about that. Still a fun show though. I thought they have the makings of some nice jam/funk band, but usually go back to pop before the jam gets really grooving. This was probably the best song.
That little dude is a rockstar, no question about it. And he’s the only one in the band that doesn’t look like he could play in a CCR cover-band and be totally cool with it.
Thursday: Check bank account…really sad. Go for a long, intense walk/dance off (I walk like those people in iPod commercials) to figure out WTF to do. Come to a decision that involves my books, my toys and various stores that buy stuff from people who are in a jam, financially, and haven’t been able to find shit for work since the economy went to hell. Oh, and people who took a settlement package instead of unemployment insurance, which got extended for people not like me.
Finish walking, toss a coin to decide on quiet night or friends. Decide to go check on a friend who was nice enough to buy a book. End up wandering around various bars in Dallas, getting comped, talking about reality with smart people (i.e. my take on it…wrote a book about it), and doing a bit of dancing. Great day.
Oh, and I also met this guy who is like my long lost brother, but he’s white and I’m black. Weird, huh?
I also told a couple people why I have such a good time enjoying myself…it has to do with that video I posted first. I’ve seen too much not to know a good time, and good people, when I see them. And I know how to dance (both metaphorically and literally). Plus, I smile a lot because I’m so happy doing fun things with good people.
Friday: Have a date that was postponed because of some aforementioned internment (got arrested after writing a book and showing it to the wrong people). Plans change, Stars tickets become available, I put back on the “Wah” jersey and Obama hat (sideways) for some Hockey. Dallas wins the game 10-2. A totally unbelievable hockey score. I started screaming for 10 when they made it to seven. They seemed to like the screaming. It might be time to start testing for steroids, as the last guy I screamed at in a Dallas sporting event hit me a home run (then got traded to the Yankees).
Saturday: Sleeping day that turned into a dancing night after a timely text message. Got to dance my ass off, which I enjoy. This guys drops some fun stuff. Much better than me, who dropped my debit card at the bar and left it there. D’oh! Regardless, a great time was had by all, one would hope….
Sunday: Sleeping day. Looks at bank account…glad I only spent $20 this week. Time to get back to work, or something.
Monday: Writing about it all on pirated electrons, and doing some more editing on ye olde Book…which is on sale now…
UPDATE: I wear this black bracelt (currently with a peace sign) around my right wrist. I do this to remind myself that no matter how bad it is for me, it’s worst for someone else (RIGHT NOW) and I should keep my whining to a minimum and my attitude pointed in the direction I want to go.
I would HIGHLY recommend you catch up before joining in, this is a conversation that had been going on for a while, and it would behoove one to read up before joining in.
The following is a conversation about a girl I met in the final moments of 2008 {the white “Russian”. She mentioned a passion for Russian literature, and that’s how I remember her.}. I gave her my card, but I’m not sure if she’ll call. She is a quiet girl.
I’ll be playing the role of “the Dude.” A friend of mine will be playing a dead queen, Queen Elizabeth of England. [I “talk” to dead people some times, and yes, I can “see” them too.]
To continue…
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[Roy lamenting about the girl who won’t call. The white “Russian”. The Dude’s favorite drink. We pick up the conversation, already in progress… ]
I just thought of another good one, “Philosophy is an Action.”
If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know. I’ve already written down some predictions of what people will think of it, and I want to check my work.
I’d love to get some feedback on what I’ve done so far. There is contact information in that post as well, if anyone wants more information.
The most of the book I am going to post online for free is the first three chapters (and very few graphs, and no appendices, which is where the pudding is, so to speak). I am currently going between editing and writing (editing takes a lot longer).
I’ve always been a fan of the shareware model for software distribution and something of a fan of the street performer protocol as a way to make money and give stuff away at the same time. That’s the only reason for the tease and, quite frankly, it’s high time I tried to sell a bit of my writing rather than just giving it away for free, as I have done for a good long while now.
There’s a few things I’d like to do dang near every day if possible. Three of those things include 1) writing good stuff, 2) having deep, honest, soul-sharing conversations with others, 3) do some dancin’ and 4) engaging in wild, passionate, sexual relations.
So yea, yesterday was a good day. Particularly since 2) and 4) were both with different people (3 and 4 went together, obviously). It’s a bonus when it’s the same one, but splitting it up a bit is nice too. 🙂
BTW, the book is up past 20K words. This is right on schedule to reach 50-60K by the end of the month (my goal, as mentioned). If you want to get a very vague outline for the book, read those mini-bios above. The book expands on those by a couple orders of magnitude and is interspersed with a number of philosophical and spiritual metaphors. I’m not sure if it works yet, but I’ve been able to work in a number of things that I’ve been thinking about for years, and I’m *really* liking the direction it has taken.
If I can work up the courage, I might put up an excerpt later this week. I’m not sure exactly how to proceed on that angle, so I’m probably going to have to ask some offline advice.
UPDATE: This is kinda funny…I found it on my door this afternoon.
RE: Noise Complaint
Several times recently our Courtesy Officer has been alerted for loud noise complainst regarding excessively loud music coming from [my section of the apartment building] {ed note: this is my neighbor who likes to crank the tunes}. One specific instance occurred between the hours of 6:30 and 8:00 this morning {ed note: it was loud, but it wasn’t music ;-}. Our goal, as you know, is to create a peaceful living environment for all our residents. Please be considerate of your neighbors an be observant of any excessive noise {ed note: I was quite observant}. Please remember that excessive noise causing disturbance to your fellow residents is a violation of your lease agreement.
Prospective investors should take note of the Timothy Plan funds’ records: Its Large/Mid-Cap Growth is down 39 percent so far this year (that’s ahead of 85 percent of large-company growth funds), and it has lost an average of 5 percent annually over the past five years. That return lags behind roughly 30 percent of its peers. Timothy’s Conservative Growth fund, which is about 40 percent bonds, is down 33 percent this year, and has lost an annualized 2 percent over the past five years.
Probably should write a bit more about this one, but I found it rather funny. Fallout 3 and Bioshock both scored very high on the “evil meter” (and in reviewers opinions regarding their quality as games), although GTA IV took the top spot (in the evil meter, not the review one).
The problem here is illustrated on the cover of the fear-mongering pdf, and that problem is bad parenting. Kids shouldn’t be reading “American Psycho” and neither should they be playing games where they can virtually kill and get laid with reckless abandon (although Fable 2 does include an STD counter that one can get to move quickly by having un-protected sex with prostitutes).
This is a parenting issue. And I’m somewhat worried that a few folks with too much time on their hands and money in their pockets want to make it a censorship one.
A: If she did, eventually she would get a question like this.
And she might, just might, realize she is right about one thing…it’s a heckuva choice to make…and wrong about another…that it’s hers to make for everyone.
Robot Pirate Ninja 
