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Friday

Friday, November 7th, 2008

It’s Friday, praise Bob.

I’ve been a ball of stress for too long, and even though the stress part kind of had a denouement (note the usage of a $45 word) on Monday and then with the election on Tuesday night, I think I’ve forgotten how to relax.  I’ve just been on edge for too many weeks.

So, thanks to those of you who offered advice on which photos to send off to my iStockPhoto audition.  Turns out it was all for naught, as this was their response to me, sent barely a couple of hours later:

At this time we regret to inform you that we did not feel the overall composition of your photography or subject matter is at the minimum level of standard for iStockphoto. Please take some time to review training materials, resources and articles provided through iStockphoto. The photographs provided in your application should be your best work. Try and impress us, we want to see how you stand out from the crowd.

In other words, they think I suck.

I question whether or not my stuff is suitable as stock photography anyway.  It’s a bit particular, and I think their restrictions are annoying.  I happen to like my photos of pets, flowers, sunsets, and people.  So there.

Anyway.

I’m being swamped in a deluge of e-mails from California-based friends who are unhappy about the passage of Prop 8.  I, too, am unhappy about it, but I do kind of wonder whether going after the Mormons is really a good strategy.  I mean, look how well that worked for the Islamic world during the whole Danish cartoons thing. At the end of the day, it was the Californians who actually voted for the law which means that maybe the left coast isn’t as liberal as everyone thought.

More frightening to me is the Arkansas law that passed banning unmarried couples from adopting.  They try that shit here in Texas every legislative cycle (because we’re weird, legislative cycles are every two years), but the last time apparently there was so much laughter during the hearing that it never even made it to committee vote, let alone to the full house of delegates or onto the ballot.

So, it’s a mixed bag of emotions as we end the week here.  We have a new president-elect, and the Imperial reign of the Bushes is at an end, and the nation spoke loud and clear about how they felt about the last eight years.  That’s a big thumbs up.

On the other hand, homos always lose.  I feel for California.  We’ve had marriage banned here in Texas already.  In fact, we’ve had it banned twice.  We’ve gotten kind of used to being the failsafe punching bag.

And so, on that note.  It’s almost the weekend, and I plan to laze around and do as little as possible.  How ’bout you?

All over but the voting

Tuesday, November 4th, 2008

I’ve remarked to a couple of people this morning that I am actually feeling nauseous with anxiety over the outcome of today’s presidential election.

I was kind of this was the last time around, in 2004, when I was wholeheartedly in agreement with the oft-run photo of the British tabloid asking “How could [exact number of people who voted for Bush] be so stupid?” The idea of another four years of Bush was too hard to take, and–while I was one of the record number of people looking at the immigration Web sites for various other English speaking countries–what got me through it was knowing that there were only four years left.

Well, the four years are up. Back in the day, I thought to myself that John McCain would be a Republican president that I could live with, and maybe, to some extent, he still is. I definitely can’t live with her, however. No matter how silly Tina Fey’s dead-on portrayal on SNL is, what alarms me about her is that she’s opened the way up for every religious right nutjob and neoconservative policy wonk to declare McCain/Palin as “their” candidates.

I’ve had enough of the neocons. They’re after my job, you see, and I’d like them to go away.

The other thing that really has turned me off is the way that the Republicans have exploited the blatant xenophobia that’s been cultivated under eight years of Bush. All it takes is whispers in the hallway that Obama is Muslim to turn voters off of him.

So what? Muslims gave us algebra, the numbers we use, the ability to navigate across oceans. Muslim doctors provided Europe with medical textbooks that were still used in the 19th century. And they accepted the heliocentric view of the solar system long before the Europeans, and no one lost their head over it.

And, no, I haven’t forgotten 9/11. I just seem to be able to remember that 1,999,999,950 Muslims were NOT involved with the 9/11 plot as opposed to the 50 or so who were. One of those numbers is larger than the other. Kids, can you tell which one?

Oh, and let’s don’t even get started on the bit where politically Muslims and Evangelical Christians vote in a block on every major issue. Muslims are pro-life, in favor of the definition of marriage as between a man and a woman, pro-faith based initiatives, and would vote in favor of school prayer as long as provisions were made for non-Christian children to pray on their own. Heck, if the Dems were smart, they would have encouraged people to think Obama was Muslim and encouraged Evangelicals to think that this meant he was their candidate.

The other thing that I find ironic, by the way, is that the whispers about Obama being Muslim are completely incompatible with the other whispers in the hallway that his Christian preacher is a black supremacist — you can’t have it both ways, folks!

I was a bit stunned this morning when I read that there have been legal challenges filed against Obama’s eligibility to run based on rumors that he wasn’t born in the US.

Allow me to go on record: I don’t think Obama is perfect. Far from it. He’s a bit young. He’s a bit inexperienced. But if we’ve learned anything from the Bush administration, it’s that the president’s experience doesn’t matter if he surrounds himself with people that know what they’re doing, and Obama has definitely done that.

What does McCain have? Karl Rove and a woman who thinks dinosaurs ran around with cave men.

It’ll all be over soon. But I’m on pins and needles. C’mon, America. Prove we’re better than that. For once. Please.

12 of 12: October 2008

Sunday, October 12th, 2008

‘Tis time once again for 12 of 12!

8:09 am: Squeaker

We’re dogsitting this weekend. This is Sasha. She’s a miniature schnauzer. She’s a year old, hyper energetic, and our dog hates her. She also has an unbelievably high pitched bark that Ray and I were convinced was going to start shattering glass. Hence: we call her ‘squeaker.’

She also had this habit of standing in the dog door and letting all of the air conditioning out.

9:42 am: Laundry

… yeah, this one is pretty self-explanatory.

10:21 am: Why aren’t you in Church?

This guy had so many Jesus bumper stickers that it was kind of hard not to look at our watches and wonder why he wasn’t in church?

11:14 am: Appetizers

We stopped at TacoDeli for an early lunch/late breakfast. They were actually pretty swamped for 11 am on a Sunday.

11:32 am: Lunch!

Adobado tacos. Yummy.

11:52 am: Such a deal

The excitement Ray felt over gasoline that cost under $3 a gallon seemed a bit much, but it’s been quite a while.

12:02 am: Car wash

3:46 pm: … and me without my flamethrower

I went up to see my parents this afternoon in their Stepford-y retirement community, where there were lots of political campaign signs for the other party. Sigh.

3:58 pm: Butterflies

My folks have a bush that attracts butterflies, and they get really mad if you try to get too close. Have you ever been swarmed by a bunch of angry butterflies? It’s not pretty …

4:40 pm: Lonnie

Lonnie is my parents’ dog. She’ll be 17 next month. She doesn’t hear so good anymore, and she sleeps a lot. Also, it’s my job to clip her nails.

6:38 pm: It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia

This show is so completely inappropriate on every level. I love it.

7:30 pm: Soup and Salad

Dinner. If it looks like we’re eating light, well, see: lunch.

And that’s it for me! Happy 12th!

12 of 12: July 2008

Saturday, July 12th, 2008

It’s time for 12 of 12 again!

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We’re having a fire ant problem in the house – they’re all over the kitchen and eating the bait right and left … and leaving crumbs in it, too.  Ugh.  They were all over the sofa when I sat down this morning – that was new, and I flipped out and went out to get the big guns:

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So, first thing this morning I spread out the fire ant treatment.  This afternoon, I found them in the dishwasher.  The dishwasher!

To borrow a line from a recent Hollywood B-movie, I’ve had it with these mother$*&#ing ants in my mother$*&#ing house!

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Mocha, as you can see, is significantly less interested in the ant problem.

Mocha and her Monkey

And here she takes a nap with her stuffed monkey.

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Ray and I got out of the house to go meet our friend Michael.

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We met up at Chuy’s, a local Tex-Mex restaurant best known for its jalapeno ranch dip (oh, and the time they busted Jenna Bush for underage drinking).

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After that, the three of us went to the movies – we went to see the new version of Journey to the Center of the Earth in 3D.

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For the record, the 3D is an extra $3.  I kind of agree with the New York Times about the movie: if it weren’t for the 3D, it would have been pretty bad.  So make sure that if you do go, you see it in 3D.  You get to keep the damned glasses, at least.  That almost (OK, not really) makes up for the ticket price.

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Back home, Mocha is agitating for a walk.  However, she had to wait because it’s flipping hot in Texas these days – we hit 99 degrees today (37 C).

For dinner, Ray and I went to a local Pho place that we like.  Ray attempted to emulate the pose of … well, here’s Ray:

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and here (this isn’t one of the 12) is the owner of a restaurant in Monterrey, Mexico, called “El Rey del Cabrito” who looks just a little too excited about the food his restaurant serves:

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Pho rocks.  heh.

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OK, so this might seriously be the most Texas photo I’ve ever taken.  Dairy Queen on a Saturday night.

Ray didn’t have to convince me very hard to swing by to pick up the “Blizzard of the Month” because this month it features Thin Mint Girl Scout Cookies.  Thin Mints are my weakness, they’re the thing that I have those stories about?  You know, the ones that start, “This one time when I was in college, I ate a whole box of Thin Mints … “

I ordered a small.  And it was goood…

Happy 12th, everyone!  Hey, take my if you haven’t done so already!

How Time Flies

Thursday, January 10th, 2008

Is it Make Up Stories About Foreign Enemies and Then Kill Your Neighbors and Cook Them Day already??

Man, I miss out on all the good holidays …

 

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