Popular vote my arse!

So, these last few elections have stirred up the issue of the electoral college and how it doesn't allow for popular vote to allow the popular candidate to win. And, of course since a Rep won it has been the Dems who were the most upset.

This morning they had a nice thing on NPR about the Democratic nomination process. And how ~30 years ago they changed it so it would be more representative...so that all states had some power in determining who won. This is of course JUST LIKE THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE!!!

Oddly enough, Obama has recieved his nomination largely due to this representative election process. See, Hillary put most of her stock in big, highly populated states (and states Obama didn't run in). Obama courted the little states...the ones who would mean absolutely nothing if the process was purely 'popular'.

Mind you, I'm not knocking it. I fully support this. Without a process like this, 80% of the states would get ignored. And those states deserve a voice since this is a Union of states, not one solid country. I just find it funny that the party most complaining about the electoral college is having their new cadidate chosen by the same kind of process :) And I don't hear anyone complaining about it now.

Haven't even heard any Hillary supporters complaining. But that's mostly because they don't really know why they support Hillary over Obama since the only real difference between them is the color of their skin and their gender...and one of them is an evil bitch. I'll let you figure out which one it is.

In love of Freckles

As with many of my posts, some things just pop into my head, and I feel like posting. This post is about freckles. I have always appreciate freckles. Especially when they pepper a cute nose and maybe flow to the cheeks. Shoulders can be good too.

What kicked this off was a weird night where I watched both Scrubs and Lord of the Rings. In Scrubs, Judy Reyes plays Carla. A very attractive woman made all the better by some freckles. In LotR Eowyn is played by Miranda Otto. After the 3+ hour movie I became very attached to her freckled soft skin. Those got me thinking...and I remembered one of my very favorite models, Veronika Zemanova. So below are some pictures of these lovely ladies. Click for bigger pictures. Sadly, it was hard to find good picks, as women seem to like to cover their freckles with makeup :(

Also, guys...if you do not know of Veronika, look her up. NOW. Turn off google's safe filter. Thank me later.

Olympics I scoff at you *scoff scoff*

I have never understood the Olympics. It contains almost entirely sports that no one usually watches. So why, every four years, do people suddenly care. The only time I liked these sports was playing 'Summer Games' on my C64.

Most of the sports aren't even competative in the way that I usually think about a sport. You can't do anything to hinder your opponent. It's basically you against the clock. Or you against some judges' arbitrary scoring system. Sure, the other people racing may drive you to push harder, but they can't actually slow you down.

Most of all, it has become such a waste. The ammount of money wasted so that some person can dedicate their lives to swiming in a straight line...really? With all the people complaining about poverty in this coutry, how is paying so some guy can swim all the time a good expendature of money?

I know some people will tout how it builds spirit and gives people hope. Seriously? If you need some tiny girl who can do flips really well to uplift you, you really should take a look at yourself. How does her flipping in any way make your life better?

The Olymipics are only good if they have Animal or Lyaff in front of them.

I'm no poet

I miss the feeling of my figertips caressing soft skin
Kissing a tear away when trying to comfort someone
Warm breath stiring the hairs of my chest as someone sleeps
Putting my arms around from behind and wrapping them up as they do something mundane.
Brushing their hair using my hand as the brush
The hum or purr of someone content

I also miss putting my penis in a vagina.


I had to put the last part so no one took away my man card.