by "Buck"

March 17, 2005

I'm getting just about sick and tired of this state quarter thing.  It was sort of a novel thing a few years ago when the first ones came out.  I was intrigued and bought into the whole collector deal.  I bought that big cardboard map of the nation with holes to put each quarter from every state.  They even gave you the first year's worth of quarters with the map.  I should have realized my patience wouldn't allow for a nine year ordeal.  The quarters are getting harder and harder to get into the slots-the last few I've had to literally hammer into their holes-and the more you put in, the more the map surface expands. and consequently the more the holes for future quarters begins to shrink..  I now have every state east of the Mississippi filled---except West Virginia, we were late comers to the whole joining the union thing.  Each quarter is released in the order the state's entered the union.  

I'm also growing disturbed that the designs of the quarters are becoming more and more politically oriented.  You'd think these quarters would be reflective of what you're state's known for.   Massachusetts had the Minuteman-proper, Georgia has a peach-perfectly acceptable, Texas has a Lone Star-as it should, and Kentucky has a horse..  However, as we move west the politicians are starting to see an avenue to leave a lasting political statement.   I pounded in the Iowa has a one room schoolhouse with commitment to education or some shit engraved on it.  Give me a break.  Who the hell thinks of Iowa and goes, "Oh yeah-they have a superb school system."  Bullshit.  When you say Iowa-everybody says CORN.     Wisconsin did at least put a cow and a block of cheese on its quarter-but somebody just couldn't resist and stretched a banner across the front that reads "FORWARD."  What in the name of deep-fried Muenster does that mean?  West Virginia's quarter will feature the New River Gorge Bridge.  This is acceptable---although I'm still miffed that they didn't put a pick and shovel and one of those old timey carts with a mule pulling coal out of a mine.  This state was called America's Coal Bin for years-but now the powers that be here refuse to acknowledge coal-other than to sue the shit out of them, badmouth them, and reap their tax money.  At this rate, I can only imagine what will be on California's quarter.. a Golden Bear?  No.  The Golden Gate Bridge?  No.  The California Redwoods?  No.  Two guys doing it doggie style?  Yeah, that's what our state's all about.  Damn.

I went to the Keith Albee last week for another show.  Robots-predictable movie with sub par characters and story line.      While the movie wasn't that great-I can't get enough of these 1920's era theaters.  Great places and treasures to be saved.

I'll never forget the time my father-in-law accidentally discharged a shotgun in the basement.  He'd returned from a hunting trip and was down there taking off his gear.  He should have unloaded the shotgun outside-but for whatever reason, decided to do it inside.  As he went to dislodge a shell it went off and blasted a hole in the wall.  ON the other side of the wall, the charge put holes in about 10 pairs of pants and a dozen shirts all hanging on a clothes line in a row.  Classic.  Too bad somebody didn't do that to Michael Jackson's wardrobe. 

I'm firmly convinced that people in the national media have little to no shame.   I watched that interview with the woman in Atlanta who talked the courthouse gunman into giving up.  He'd taken her hostage.  She managed to win his trust and talk this crazed lunatic out of killing her, himself, or anybody else and giving up to face the music.  She's a hero.  But wouldn't you know somebody somewhere has planted the seed that somehow in the course of this ordeal-she and he started shein' and hein'.  Are you kidding me?  How can anybody think she developed feelings for this nutcase after he kidnapped her and held her hostage in her own house?  I've given up on the national news-they're all fucked in the head. 

Speaking of that, the most classic shitbag of the 6:30 hour, Dan Rather, hit the road last week.  Finally-that fucker has been screwing shit up for too long.  I for one took great pleasure in watching his meltdown over the fabricated documents scandal.

I'm getting off the subject here.. hell, what is the subject.  I just sit down and start putting on a computer what's on the top of my head.  This should give you a pretty good insight into how close I am to an Alzheimer's episode.  One minute I'm pissed and the other I'm smiling like Cialis Bob.  I really need a vacation-this job is crushing me.  Wonder if Wal-Mart is hiring?

Buck Out

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