Paul Ryan's Hair Is Pretty

While watching Rep. Paul Ryan's animatronic double (A definite victory in Tokyo robotic achievement!) deliver an oddly haltingly-speech-patterned (bugs, they'll fix that in the next model) response to the State of the Union address the other day, I could only think...such nice hair.  Did they use real human hair or is it some new synthetic?

Earnest fellow, very telegenic.  I did find myself developing a bit of a crush, wanting to muss his hair...we could raid Boehner's liquor stash for a quick belt or two, sing "Lift Every Voice and Sing" at the top of our lungs in the empty chambers and finally drunkenly crash into each other's arms for a round of stoic, analytical foreplay topped off with me giving him an efficient blowjob...stoically.

Floored, As It Were...

I'm pretty much crazy about clunky boots, so when I saw that Antebellum Blog had put up a post about boots I had to check it out because Antebellum always has some great fetish material.  So, I click over and spot these madref**kers!!  Good Gravy!, they are all kinds of hot and totally making me think I need to be clicking on over to Zappos.com to see what they have in the way of hot ass mid-calf boots with contrasting laces.

New T-Shirt Design: 雷, Results

My new T-Shirt design came yesterday, currently wearing it at work while it still has sleeves, which is until this weekend probably...

Awwwwww!!

So I'm in Ralphs yesterday buying a sponge and some ravioli when this adorable little puppy sitting on the shelf catches my eye.  I actually let a very audible "Awwwwww!!" and had to get him.  I will name him Roscoe.

Random & Silly

My drawings of Krist Cummings, Michael Fitt, Diesel Washington, Jesus Christ, and several sex slaves in, as usual, a very random and nonsensical setting.

Ch-Check It Out, Indeed!!

Frankie, if you get a chance to listen to this, tell me how utterly and completely this WOULD NOT go over if I played it on the Spotlight jukebox!

I'm thinking, "Wow, this is, like, the hottest song ever!"

Rich Is Bringing Sexy Back

The sexy Rich Harden returns to the A's this season (the home of his most flattering, thigh-hugging uniforms)!  None too soon, either, because Ethier and Kemp were getting tired of carrying the Hot California Baseballer banner all by themselves.

Most likely he'll be relieving, which means if the bar airs any of the games he's playing in, I'll have to pace my beer intake so that I last throughout the whole game.  I can drink a lot of beer in 6 or 7 innings.  By the time the relievers come on, I don't know what condition I'd be in.  Those inning can be long, what?

Will there be a shot of Zebulon to start the season?

Stream of Consciousness Drawing

I just started drawing and it led me to this.  Clearly I'm in need of beer.

Yet Another Blasphemous Jesus Christ Clip

I do like drawing Jesus in situations that he would never (should that have been He?) have found himself in...had he been a real person, that is.

The Mind Wobbles...

So, I'm reading a post from Sam Harris, his Afterword to his book "Letter to a Christian Nation," and as usual I am thoroughly engrossed and wowed by his insight.

Toward the end of the piece, he notes an argument that people have used as a rebuttal to the ideas in his book:  "Many readers of 'Letter to a Christian Nation' have taken inspiration from Blaise Pascal and argued that evidence (of God) is beside the point and that religious believers have simply taken the wiser of two bets: if a believer is wrong about God, there is not much harm to him or to anyone else, and if he is right, he wins eternal happiness; if an atheist is wrong, however, he is destined to spend eternity in hell" to which Harris responds "... Another problem with the wager—and it is a problem that infects religious thinking generally—is its suggestion that a rational person can knowingly will himself to believe a proposition for which he has no evidence. A person can profess any creed he likes, of course, but to really believe it, he must believe that it is true. To believe that there is a God, for instance, is to believe that you are not just fooling yourself; it is to believe that you stand in some relation to God’s existence such that, if He didn’t exist, you wouldn’t believe in him. How does Pascal’s wager fit into this scheme? It doesn’t" (The Empty Wager).

My first thought on reading the "wiser of two bets" statement was that it would be the same as my trying to convince myself that I like onions because I've been told that if I don't eat onions, I'll be doomed to a life of flavorless food.  There I would sit, singing the praises of a Bloomin' Onion, all the while hating it; on the other hand, I could continue to refuse onions and spend an eternity denied the experience of having an overly aggressive bulb overwhelm the flavor of every dish it's in. *scoffs*  Comparing the triviality of onion flavoring to questions of religious belief?  Yes.

The real reason I brought this up, however, is because I spent a good twenty minutes trying to grasp the meaning of this sentence:  "To believe that there is a God, for instance, is to believe that you are not just fooling yourself; it is to believe that you stand in some relation to God's existence such that, if He didn't exist, you wouldn't believe in him."  It's sitting right outside of my comprehension, like the meaning of "ironic."  I don't understand the last part, but I'm sure I'm over-thinking it.  Why would a person who is a believer have an occasion to think that if God didn't exist, he or she wouldn't believe in Him?  Is it "God exists, and I believe in him.  If God did not exist, I would have no impetus to believe in a god, therefore my very belief in God proves there is a God"?

I just know I'm going to be watching TV later tonight and this is still going to be going through my head.  On a side note, look how cute Sam is!

Spotted:

A very funny comic and Angelina's eye makeup that makes me want to put on eyeliner right now...

"BELLOWING RETCH!!!

I saw the phrase "bellowing retch" on the closed captioning at the Spotlight the other day and was certain I'd never get the opportunity to use it.  Then I had chicken today.

AAAAAANNND Scene...

I'm harboring a bit of resentment towards the Packers.  Last week they totally embarrassed the Giants; this week, they knocked the Giants out of the playoffs by winning their final game.  I've never had any strong feelings either way when it comes to the Packers, but after these past two weeks they may have jumped up to #2 on my Despised Teams list (the Oakland Raiders have a permanent spot at #1).

Playoff Schedule Here

No Broncos in the playoffs either!!  It's all up to you, NY Jets!! 

And my final Eli picture for the season is an appropriately melancholy Eli, although this is from last week's beat down.  On an up note, the Giants did go out with a win!  *crickets*