Truthiness Hits The White House. Hard.

There are few people that I admire. I have people who I respect for their beliefs or actions, or just like for their talents, but complete and total admiration from me is rare. Here's a short list:

1. Joan of Arc
2. Calamity Jane
3. Edward R. Murrow
4. New addition: Stephen Colbert

On CSPAN they aired the White House Correspondents Dinner. Very few people watch it; just boring speeches, mild attempts at humor, politicians patting each other on the back, polite smiles and ends with halfhearted stand-up by a selected comedian. Tonight was different.

I don't know who booked Stephen. Either the guy had never even seen The Colbert Report, or thought it wasn't a parody, or possibly booked him for this specific purpose. Regardless, the man is going to be out of a job, and Colbert is going to need a food-taster from now on.

I'll be frank--Colbert (who was in character from his show) bombed. Hard. Not because he wasn't funny, mind you. True, his actual show is funnier, but I know he must've been nervous. I would be too if I had utterly slammed the entire Bush administration and the press for the horrible job it's been doing for the past five years.

It was incredibly awkward (yet satisfying) to watch none of the audience laughing as Colbert nailed the room full of self-important politicians and sycophantic press. And Colbert didn't falter, he kept on going to the bitter end. He looked the President right in the eye and showed him no mercy. For once, Bush couldn't just sit in the Oval Office and hide from the news and only hear what he wanted to hear. He had to sit there and take all the crap that many Americans are furious about and want to scream at him but will never get the chance.

I don't know if this will have any impact on the administration or the nation's opinion of it (who watches CSPAN really?), but I hope it does; Internet word-of-mouth does travel fast. Find the clip and watch it. For me, my little Colbert Crush has changed into true admiration.

Back to the Cavern

My computer FINALLY returned to me last evening, all repaired. I'm a little ticked because Alienware reformatted without my consent though, so now I have to start from scratch. But she's back, which means I'm Back To The Cavern!

I survived my first surgery

I got my two wisdom teeth taken out on Monday. It went perfectly, I didn't panic when they knocked me out, it's all good. They gave me painkillers for prescription, but it didn't hurt at all. I'm taking antibiotics though, and the swelling still hasn't gone down significantly, so I look like an asymmetrical bruised chipmunk. I'm back at school and will return to classes tomorrow. Hopefully I didn't miss too much work.

Ow ow ow

I hate my wisdom teeth. The pain goes from really annoying to utter agony every day or two. I can't concentrate on my schoolwork, and I'm barely sleeping and eating. Tylenol just isn't doing the trick anymore. I finally convinced my dentist to stop "consulting" and "looking" and start "doing his job". So I'm scheduled for emergency surgery on the 17th. It's gonna probably hurt like hell afterwards, but it can't be any worse than what I'm feeling now. And did I mention I have no dental insurance? *sob*

I wonder if one can have dreams while under anesthetic? If it's possible, I want an extremely trippy Myst dream. I want to think Atrus is giving me a tour of Ae'gura and Cyan Worlds and showing me brand new Ages while I'm in my unconscious haze.

With my luck, I'd probably dream of Achenar torturing me by ripping out all of my teeth with rusty pliers.

Some good news...I'm coming home for the surgery, so I get to spend time with friends and family on Easter weekend. I also successfully picked almost all of my classes for my final semester at college (still waiting on word from the Costume Design teacher). For the Costuming portion in Beginning Design, I got an A and I get to keep the lovely apron I made. And seeing as I'll most likely be out of commission for a few days after the surgery, I get to stay home in Quincy to recuperate and have it count as an excused absence, and Mom will drive me back to school, so no smelly Peter Pan bus ride back for me.

Also, I turned 23 on Sunday. Here it comes: oh god I'm 23 what am I gonna do with my life?!

The More You Know

Did you know that two of Oliver Cromwell's most reliable Superfriends, Edward Whalley and William Goffe, had to hide from English Royalists in Hadley, Massachusetts? One of them even died and was buried in the house he was hiding in! I'm thinking of visiting the house while I'm here at UMass Amherst. Damn, I love history!

Also, voting for the DRC liasons begins tonight at 9PM Eastern time. So go vote if it floats your boat.