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post Sloths have the lowest variable body temperature of any mammal.

February 27th, 2008

Filed under: Uncle Mark sez... — UncleMark @ 7:51 pm

Their metabolism is so slow that they can go an entire week without hitting the local potty stop.

I got a tad-bit of e-mail I would like to share.

“Uncle Mark – I thought this was going to be a controversial type of blog. So far, I’ve had to agree with most everything you have said. So where’s the controversy?”

Did I ever tell you that I think politicians, and politics in general, suck? You want controversy… here’s a good dose of controversy.

Politicians are… well… let’s just say they are a lot like sloths. Slow moving and full of crap. And right now is a great time to be around these less than appealing creatures. Let me share some things with you…

Right now today, political candidates are vying for your vote. If you watch any kind of debate or news cast, these harbingers of doom and gloom wax poetic about this frightening bit of info or that tid-bit of bad news. The oratory is eloquent, sometimes even inspired. There are no scripts that they read from. Inflection, with a good dose of righteous indignation, is used to drive home a point. In fact, I somewhat enjoy reviewing some of these political sermons during this period of time. Because once they get into elected office, their eloquent oratory is dull, lifeless and read from a prepared script that even an Orangutan could perform. The days of fast thinking, mental note taking and spontaneous rhetoric leap right off the mantelpiece and die on the rug in front of the fire once they are in office.

Here’s another PITA humdinger. Political commercials… We are bombarded each and everyday during election years with verbal junk ranging from faux-humor to mudslinging extraordinaire.

“I’m your political candidate and I approve of this message…”

Ya think?

Could you imagine a commercial that would run that they didn’t approve of?

“John ‘Wheezer’ Politician, your choice for (INSERT POLITICAL CATEGORY HERE) has slept around a lot when he was a junior congressman twelve years ago. He fled to Canada to avoid the draft but was with those boys in spirit. He’s never kissed a baby that didn’t have a good looking mom associated with it and his staff are ex-employees from Hooters Atlanta. I’m John Politician and I had no idea I was this much of a jerk. But I can’t approve this!”

There are just too many commercials.

Case in point… I take the scooter out to warm up the tires yesterday. Nice day… I flip on my favorite local radio station and wham… Four minutes of political confusion “mouse” outta my headsets. I change the channel… more junk about Proposition ‘Who gives a Damn’… then another paid political mini-series! I used to hate car commercials… not during an election year.

There is no way I will get baited into a “He said… She said…” discussion here either. The fact that half these yahoo’s forgot what they said the minute they enter into their expensive Limo paid for by the tax payers of this country, goes right out the window. All thoughts about what they meant or how they said it are open for political cannon fodder for the opposition. And trust me, the opposition can lock and load with the best of them.

You know… I used to do this politics kind of stuff as a kid. Come to think of it, I really didn’t need an education… I could have been a politician and gotten paid for being ignorant. <sigh…>

My election year vote is being given to the candidate that will do the following:

  • outlaw political commercials (treat them like infomercials and air them after normal people have gone to bed)
  • refuse to drag their opponents into a verbal fist fight
  • throw away the damn scripts they are supposed to read after they are elected

and…

  • Enter into a sealed cage match and fight it out with their opponent(s)… may the best man (or woman) win!

Which basically means that this year, my write-in vote for “Mickey the Mouse” is paramount!

Until next week…

post Patriotic Dutch farmers bred the first “orange” carrot.

February 21st, 2008

Filed under: Uncle Mark sez... — UncleMark @ 7:30 am

In fact, they did this just to honor the Royal House of Orange with what was then a new breed of bright orange carrot.

Can I ask a question? Well of course I can…

What is the big fascination of going real fast and making constant left hand turns?

Those of you “in the know” may recognize that I am talking about Nasty Car (NASCAR for those who are fans) and the big oval spectacle that’s called a car race.

Where is the thrill in all of that?

Maybe it’s the fact that as fans, you’re all waiting for the inevitable bit of trading paint and blue tire smoke with cars and pieces of cars flying all over the place? You might be mesmerized by the counter clockwise rotation of your daddy’s Chevy doing State of Louisiana freeway speeds? Or it could be the fact that the celebrity wives are doing the cat-fight/hair pulling thing in the stands while their husbands work very hard at making some other vehicle a smoking pile of crushed metal, torn fiberglass and road-rash?

Sorry, but you can color this type of racing as dumb.

How many roads and/or highways do you know are steep banked lefties? The roads you and I drive on have turns. Some of those roads are straight. Listen, I challenge anyone to get in their car, drive out of their drive-way and make left handers for the rest of the day and try and get anywhere. Why should auto racing be different than real life?

Don’t get me wrong. When there’s an accident on the highway, the voyeur aspect takes over in quite a few people proving that car crashes are some source of fascination. But a race on a high speed oval?

Listen… you can give me a car race on a street or road course in a “purpose built” race car any day.

Now that’s racing that makes sense.

For example, take the Formula 1 style of racing venues. These cars have open (exposed) wheels and are designed for road racing and do not, in any way, shape or form resemble Grandma’s Rambler. In Formula 1 races, the drivers have to move left and right, accelerate hard and brake even harder. The drivers are constantly negotiating turns. Passing becomes an art form, not some type of “bumper tag”. The drivers are eclectic, charismatic, elegant and proud of their countries. Nasty Car drivers? Well, let’s just say they are doing well by not grabbing their crotches during an interview.

To some of you out there, the Daytona 500 marked the beginning of America’s race season. I am mortified to think that the rest of the world watches all this and wonders how the hell we, as a nation, made it to the moon. What is even more perplexing is the fact that NASCAR is talking about racing “off-continent”. There goes the neighborhood. Heck, pretty soon, the Japanese auto makers will want to get into the act… uh… crapola… too late!

Just this week, the U. S. version of open wheel road racing died a tragic death. The IRL (Indy Racing League), perennial oval race yahoo’s and purveyors of the Indianapolis 500 BLHT (big left hand turn), has acquired the American version of the road racing venue called Champ Car. What will become of all this? No one knows. But, if car racing is becoming a bunch of guys making big sweeping left hand turns, flipping “the bird” and driving a look-alike “mommy taxi” just for the sake of making money, then I’m out.

It won’t take much for someone to dangle the AMA Superbike carrot…

No matter what color that carrot is…

Until next week…

post “Aloha” means hello, goodbye and I love you in Hawaiian…

February 13th, 2008

Filed under: Uncle Mark sez... — UncleMark @ 5:15 pm

The five combined letters can also mean spirit, peace, love, mercy and compassion.

I am having problems with Reality T. V.

I don’t necessarily watch reality anything, it’s just… so… obnoxious!

You know the programs I am talking about; Amazing Race, Survivor, Big Brother and Dancing with the Stars… that type of ilk.

Now they are going to market new shows with riskier formats to entice more goggle eyed viewers who can’t get enough of reality TV shows. Here’s a sampling of some of the new (fictional) shows:

  • Sleep Watch Celebrities – A show dedicated to watching the somnambulist snoozing patterns of the Hollywood rich and infamous. Each night we will delve into the nightly tossing and turnings of your favorite box office stars.

  • Shop, Stop and Listen – We plant cameras in stores around places where the wealthy shop. We follow their steps, record their misdeeds, capture their shopping habits for you to enjoy. Tiny well concealed microphones grab tidbits of conversation as these shoppers discuss their purchases.

  • Hop-on Opera – A spin-off of the American Idol craze. But this is all about opera. If you sing it in the shower, bellow it driving your car or listen to it and imagine yourself on stage doing Rigoletto or Carmen, then this show is all about you.

  • Browsing with the Stars – You won’t believe where these afternoon soap stars point their Internet browsers. But we capture every keystroke, password and web site visited, all in the name of the information super highway.

  • Corporate Meeting Moments – Six cameras are included in several high level Corporate discussions about hostile take overs, stock splitting and measurable market change. We delve into the cut-throat tactics designed to make the corporate monarchy rich while it reduces the consuming public to poverty. All captured on film for you to enjoy.

  • Let ‘em eat Mac and Cheez – In this kitchen, these chef’s aren’t what they seem to be. Food fights, name calling, frequent costume malfunctions and macaroni and cheese will make you wonder what these wanna be cooks are up to next.

Set your TiVo’s… Crank up your video recorders… invite the neighbors and make popcorn… cause the ultimate reality T.V. show is coming on next.

  • Watch the Watchers – Our reality TV cameras record the emotional roller coaster a family goes through while they watch reality T.V.

Did I tell you I have problems with reality TV?  I despise reality TV.  Makes my gag reflex work overtime…

What’s the Hawaiian word for “crap”?

Until next week…

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