Obama Helps My Hit Count

I told you (on Twitter) this would happen.

I’d better clean up the place.  I’d expect I’m going to be getting a LOT of search hits.

How was I to know in 1988 during a drunken brainstorming session for an album title that I would coin a phrase that would be pivotal in an election 20 years later?

🙂

That’s About Right

Can’t get to this from work, so this is the first chance I’ve had to check it out for Shoot The Moose:

Online Dating

Interestingly, my rating is based partially on the title of this blog.

Welcome

Looking at my stats, it would appear that I have a lot of new readers, who are combing through every post I ever made.  Welcome!

If you saw my comments somewhere and came here to see what I’m all about, that’s awesome.  If you are looking for inconsistencies, you’ll find them, I’m sure. 

In short: I’m a “bleeding heart conservative” which means that I’m considered a lost cause by pretty much everyone.  I can be political, but politics rank maybe 10th on my importance scale.  I am a Christian first and foremost, but I have no designs on converting anyone.  Read my “about” page, it’ll tell you more than you need to know.

If you are here looking to find out who my employer is so you can “Gilbert” me, please go away.

Otherwise, I hope you’ll stick around.  All are welcome here, except the uncivil and the unyielding.  They already hold territory on 95% of the internet, they can’t have Shoot The Moose.

In short, I’m not very young, I’m not very smart, but I AM very friendly.  I’m glad you’re here!

Life Is Absolutely Kicking My Butt Right Now

I know it’s, in the long run, a good problem to have.

But right now, I ain’t seeing it.

To everyone to whom I owe something (a post, an email), hang in there.

I’m either going to kill the list of stuff I have to do today, or it’s going to kill me.

Julie Lamb News

Julie’s website has been updated with some great info.  Check it out

For those of you who don’t yet know, Julie is running for Metro Council in the 22nd District (which is currently being served by Eric Crafton of “English Only” fame). 

Here’s an article from the City Paper that was published May 30th that will give you more info.

 She’s working on my “interview” – I’m in line at least.  She’s busy answering surveys from interest groups.   Interestingly, the new info at her site answers several of my questions, so when I post the interview, it might be a little redundant.  But hopefully, it’ll reach people who otherwise wouldn’t hear her message.

Her daughter also created her a MySpace profile.  It’s not bad.  If I ever run for council in the 23rd district, I’m going to hire her as a new media consultant.  Although it might be a good idea to change Julie’s age in her profile from “99”. 

Anyway, hopefully I’ll have the interview for you Monday or Tuesday.  In the meantime, check out her site and MySpace page. 

Shoot The Moose is slowly becoming the unofficial “Lamb For Council” blog, it would appear.  But, that’s a good thing.

EDITED TO ADD: OMG, I just read that city paper article in whole.  Arrogance. I’ve just been asaulted by a stench-filled wall of arrogance.  And it didn’t come from Mrs Lamb.  Just read the article.  Funny thing is, I probably agree with Crafton politically more than I disagree with him.  But his tone in this article is nothing short of offensive.  I know the printed word sometimes puts a tone in words that isn’t there in the spoken word, but how could you read that and not think that Crafton is an unbearable boar?

I Am An Idiot

If you wonder why I emphasised couldn’t care less in the previous post, you have to look at this post from Paul.  You see, Paul called me on a misuse of “could care less” in a previous post.  I then vigorously defended myself.  I was certain I was right.

I was wrong.

So, I’m a double idiot; not only did I have the original misuse, I pigheadedly continued to insist that my usage was correct and Paul was wrong.

Sorry about that.

To All You Shutterbugs

I’m thinking about making the jump to an SLR camera.  I see all these beautiful photos on the tubes, and I’d like to take a few of my kids before they are all grown, as well as the under-photographed West Meade/Bellevue area of town.

Here’s the camera I’m looking at.  The Nikon D40.

Now, I’ve told you about how I love demographics, but it’s so weird to know you’ve been targeted, and that they hit the mark.  This camera is aimed at 40-somethings who want to move up from point and shoot, take photos of children, have no lenses, and want something that takes “prettier pictures” without being hard to learn.

Some might take offense at being pegged by marketers, but I think it’s kind of neat.

Anyway, I’d be interested if you think this camera would be a good entry-level SLR camera, or should I wait till I can afford something better?  Chris?

The Tao of Micheal Bolton

This is one of those things which causes the males of the universe to ask me to turn in my man card.  I can actually tolerate Micheal Bolton.  Oh, in public, I’ll show disgust whenever his name comes up, like a good man.  But, his tunes pepper my playlist in the Ipod.

“Pepper my Playlist” – sounds like a gameshow.  Or a marital aide.  But, I digress.

Where was I?  Oh, yeah, Bolton.  MB is kind of like white beans and cornbread for me.  It’s great to imbibe every now and then, and probably best on a Friday night, with hot sauce.  My two favorite Bolton songs are his remake of “Dock of the Bay” (when I first heard this with the Neil Schon guitar solo), it was the first time I had ever heard MB.  I screamed to my brother: this guy ROCKS!

Let me let that sink in.  I wasted precious ROCK! screaming energy on Micheal Bolton.  But, it was his first release, who knew?

But there’s another song, from the album “Soul Provider”, which is so good, I never hit nexton the iPod when it comes up in a shuffle.  “Back on My Feet Again”.  I really, REALLY love that song.  With just a few words, and MB’s agony-strained voice, it wallows in wretchedness and rejoices in hope at the same time.  Do you know how hard it is to write lyrics that do that?  Here’s how it begins:
Gonna break these chains around me
Gonna learn to fly again
May be hard, may be hard
But I’ll do it
When I’m back on my feet again

Soon these tears will all be dryin’
Soon these eyes will see the sun
Might take time, might take time
But I’ll see it

When I’m back on my feet again

I would LOVE to sing this in a church setting, or better yet, at Cumberland Heights.  Anyway, that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.

I thought of that song this morning, because on the laptop front, I hit rock bottom, and the last day or so has been spent getting back on my feet again.  It’s a long story, but I was able to keep the Toshiba alive long enough to transfer all the important files and settings.  I got an incredible deal on a Gateway (don’t start!), and I’ve been working to get the functionality I had in the Toshiba, then slowly reinstalling some of the extra goodies.

I’m not there yet, so if I haven’t sent you an email I owe you, for once it’s probably due to technical difficulties.  But, as the great one said:
Gonna break these chains around me
Gonna learn to fly again
May be hard, may be hard
But I’ll do it
When I’m back on my feet again

So, ya’ll hang in there.  I’ll be back on my feet again in a couple of days.  And it will be sweet!

Let’s See What Today Brings

Guest blogging over at Nashville is Talking was more fun than I’ve had in a long time.  I generally spend the majority of my weekends inside (don’t start), between laundry and backed-up cleaning, combined with sporting events on television.  This is, of course, when I have no band-related activities (a rare occurrence these days). 

With my laptop, I can continue all of these non-activity-activities while still blogging. 

So, I had probably too much fun over the weekend.

One interesting thing – the spellchecker over there never marks any misspellings, so I couln’t hide behind technology.  My old English teacher would have a heyday with my work this weekend.  Last night, my wife let me know that I had misspelled “bosoms” (for some reason, I want to spell it “busoms”).  Don’t look, I’ve already corrected it.

Now, I’m not sure what kind of posting I can do today.  With cutbacks looming, all of us are working as hard as we can, creating our sacrifices for the corporate gods, in hope They are pleased enough to pass over us when they rain fire from the sky.

How’s that for metaphors?  There were, what, 25 in that paragraph?

Anyway, I’ll probably have a spare moment around lunchtime today.  Right now, I’ve got to wrestle with a SQL query demon from Hell.

(There I go again, Somebody, stop me before I allude again!)

So, Whattaya Doin’ This Weekend?

With X-Alt having the weekend off, I’ll be over a Nashville Is Talking this weekend, serving as guest blogger.  Y’all come on over and visit a while, OK?

It’s quite over there on the weekends, so let’s stir it up a little