Al Gore is My Pal
Good ole Al. I cant thank him enough for inventing the internet. What a clever guy. So what if he couldn't even carry his own state in the election, which was something like getting herpes from your wife right before she leaves you for the Mexican pool boy. Nothing like having salt rubbed in the wound. But I digress.
Streaming Internet radio has saved my life. Ok, not really but it has sure helped to make the work week more enjoyable. I have lived in three different parts of the USA in the last few years. In Boston, on the gulf coast of Florida and now back in Cow Hampshire. In Boston my radio station of choice was WEEI the great Sports Radio Talk station featuring an eclectic group of fat guys sitting around bitching about the state of sports n New England. In Florida I had Real Radio, another talk station which featured the Monsters of The Midday, a hilarious and edgy talk show that was funny as hell. Though the Monsters rely more on dick and fart joke's they also had some pretty edgy humor, even bordering on racist humor that would never fly up here on the east coast.
So last week I found a great site called http://www.radio-locator.com/ and lo and behold I found both stations are now streaming their shows online. So after picking up a pair of speakers for my work PC I am back in radio heaven. Thanks, Al!
I did a search for the town I am going to in Maine this weekend and it turns out its like 15 minutes from Baxter State Park, the home of Mt. Khatadin, the highest mountain in the park and the end of the famous Appalachian Trail. I have heard much about this famed Mtn. mainly thanks to my cousin Rick's own Appalachian Trail adventure. I wish I would have the time to visit but since my friend is moving there I think later this summer I will get that chance. Unfortunately it is nearly a 6 hour drive. Thank god for my new shiny PSP !! It should help take the edge of the commute.
See ya in Maine! Ayuh.
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In belated reference to your heart-rending and fist-pounding account of Terry Shiavo, here's a little something a buddy of mine wrote that I don't think he'd mind my sharing with you and your audience:
LIVING WILL
I, _________________________ (fill in the blank), being of sound
mind and body, do
not wish to be kept alive indefinitely by artificial means. Under
no circumstances
should my fate be put in the hands of peckerwood, ethically
challenged politicians who
couldn't pass ninth-grade biology if their lives depended on it.
If a reasonable amount of time passes and I fail to sit up and ask
for a chilled glass of
Chardonnay, it should be presumed that I won't ever get better.
When such a
determination is reached, I hereby instruct my spouse, children and
attending
physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes and call it a day.
Under no circumstances shall the hypocritical members of the
Legislature (State or
Federal) enact a special law to keep me on life-support machinery.
It is my wish that
these boneheads mind their own damn business, and pay attention
instead to the
health, education and future of the millions of Americans who
aren't in a permanent
coma.
Under no circumstances shall any politicians butt into this case. I
don't care how many
fundamentalist votes they're trying to scrounge for their run for
the presidency, it is my
wish that they play politics with someone else's life and leave me
alone to die in peace. I
couldn't care less if a hundred religious zealots send e-mails to
legislators in which they
pretend to care about me. I don't know these people, and I
certainly haven't authorized
them to preach and crusade on my behalf. They should mind their own
business, too
If any of my family goes against my wishes and turns my case into
a political cause, I
hereby promise to come back from the grave and make his or her
existence a living hell.
_____________________ __________________
Signature
Witness
Witness
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__________________
Date__________
Date__________
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