My Sick Mind

God forbid I died today and my last blog post was about mulch. I feel some incentive to update. As some of you know , a Philadelphia police officer was shot and killed last week during a robbery by three men. As usual, I choose to focus on the minutiae, and I focused on this paragraph that appeared in the Inquirer's story on Thursday: Floyd arrived at Police Headquarters at 12:20 a.m. inside a van from the 24th Police District, the dead officer's station. Mayor Nutter and his security detail arrived at the same time. The van then backed into a loading bay, and Floyd and his girlfriend were whisked into an elevator, away from the view of the public and the many reporters who had gathered there. The entire episode was a somber, businesslike affair, without any reaction from the officers there. "The one emotion that everybody shared was relief," [Philadelphia Police Chief] Ramsey later said. Afterward, the mayor told reporters said he got within two feet of Floyd. ...

I feel the need to be increasingly controversial and obtuse as the days go by. Naturally, I turned my thoughts to mulch. Mulch is one of those things that magically appeared, and once it was here we just seemed to accept it as though it belonged here. I look at public trees (as opposed to nature's trees) and wonder, "why do they need the mulch?" I'm figuring that they really don't need it. I think it is foist upon us by well-meaning (yet greedy) landscapers (another magically appearing item) who told us that it does something good. I wonder what it actually does, since trees grew when I was a kid without mulch and they grow today with it. What I am left with is the feeling that we are being sold something that is basically useless, yet we are told it belongs here, and we accept it. Like the Republicans.

Resolute Pronunciation: ˈre-zə-lüt Function: adjective Etymology: Latin resolutus, past participle of resolvere Date: 1533 1 : marked by firm determination. WASHINGTON - Her money drained and her options dwindling, a resolute Hillary Rodham Clinton vowed Wednesday to press on with her presidential bid even as she and top advisers were hard-pressed to describe a realistic path for her to wrest the nomination from Barack Obama . Politics is a funny business. Not funny (ha-ha), funny (strange). Most of us, in the real world, faced with drained finances and dwindling options would just bag it and throw ourselves on the mercy of the court, as it were. Our resolution would be our downfall. Politicians however, seem to take the opposite tack. They feel as though their supporters (the dwindling money part) deserve to have them fight it out to the last breath, lest they think their money was wasted. They appreciate resolution because to them, the candidate owes it to her supporters to fight...

I ran across a word while doing my daily crossword puzzle. Ennui. Listlessness and dissatisfaction resulting from lack of interest; boredom . A near-perfect description of my mood lately, with emphasis on the dissatisfaction part. It doesn't seem to matter. What? It. The Hopi call it Koyannisqatsi - Life out of balance. It contributes to ennui, because we realize that the more we care, the less it matters. Then, I read a little story about a 12-year old who allegedly didn't take off his Brett Favre jersey for 1,581 days. Sure, I'm about to believe that. First, the kid is 12. When I was 12, I wanted to wear Beatle boots and Nehru shirts all day, but I had parents. David Witthoft, who rose to national prominence in 2005 after he revealed during TV, radio and newspaper interviews that he had worn his No. 4 jersey ever day since he received it for Christmas in 2003, donned his favorite player's colors for the final time April 23, the Green Bay (Wis.) Press-Gazette repo...

I'm not sure where to get asshole wax, but I'm pretty sure it's one of those jobs I'd have to do myself. I don't think I could pay someone enough to do the asshole wax job. I checked the Yellow Pages. Nothing. Great. Now, here comes the Google searches. Welcome a-hole waxers. But really, it's over-stating it a bit (a lot) but are there any of the presidential candidates that make you want to wax your asshole? I see a lot of sign-carrying enthusiasm, which I see every 4 years, but I have a hard time figuring out what all the enthusiasm is about. I think the last number I read was 3.5 million new voters, mostly on the Democrat side. Maybe those are the people cheering and jumping up and down? I suppose it's the age and cynicism of having been through a dozen or so of these things, but I'm not hearing a lot of "change the world" ideas coming from these people. A gas tax holiday? Really, that's not ass-wax worthy. That's a purely Amer...

Don't we have the most beautiful gas stations here in New Jersey? I know, the price is beautiful too, unless you live here, then we curse it like death. Chances are, you're wishing your price was the same as ours, but then ask yourself, "Do I really want to live in New Jersey?" It might be worth fifteen cents to say, "No." It's always worth $3.45 for me to leave the car sit during the day on Sunday. It isn't much of an effort, since (a) everything I need is within 5 miles of home and (b) I really don't have any place to go. Besides, the girls were playing golf over on ESPN2 and Paula was in the lead ... until she gave it up to Juli Inkster on the 18th hole, forcing a playoff for the second straight week. This time Paula came out on top. So, another horse died on the track this weekend. This one, Eight Belles, finished second in the Kentucky Derby. It isn't all that unusual. The trouble-makers at PETA want the jockey suspended. People for t...

NEW ORLEANS - Trouble putting out a ring of fire used in a mascot stunt caused a 19-minute delay during Game 1 of the San Antonio Spurs and New Orleans Hornets second round playoff series Saturday night. The delay occurred between the first and second quarter after Super Hugo, a Hornets mascot who uses a trampoline to dunk a basketball, soared through a large hoop that had been set ablaze before slamming the ball through the basket. While Super Hugo celebrated the success of his stunt, workers struggled to put out the fire with a carbon dioxide extinguisher, then had to douse the fire with foam extinguishers for several seconds before it would go out. Maintenance crews then tried to clean up the mess by using dry mops normally used to soak up sweat, but that ended up smearing it from end to end. After the floor had been cleaned to the referees’ satisfaction, the teams were given a couple minutes to warm up. The Hornets also canceled the halftime show so the court could be cleaned ag...