Saturday, October 13, 2007


You don't need no SIRIUS to be joining the Klinger Catholic OCD Party! Auido of my Personally Speaking interview is here. My Mozilla didn't feel the love, so you may need to open the Internet sewer that is IE to hear it. Sorry.

My portion of the program starts at 13:19. The aforementioned Can I Help You Guy and his suit shows up in the background around 22:40, which is immediately followed by a flurry of slammed doors, total loss of train of thought, and the sound of a day-job office phone that I am most assuredly not answering. Sadly, no flushing.

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Friday, October 12, 2007

Radio Interview Reminder

Big Catholic Fun goes down this Sunday on SIRIUS. If you can't make the big broadcast (8 PM on The Catholic Channel) stay tuned for the podcast link.

Should you wish kick it feedback style, please do email or with your comments, such as "What are all those flushing noises in the background?" or "Are you aware this woman produces demonic cupcakes?"

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Thursday, October 11, 2007

Welcome Freelance Switch Readers

Today marks my debut as a columnist for

FreelanceSwitch is.... about... "freelancing," which I swear is an actual career, unlike, say, "columnist." You decide which sounds better at the high school reunion.

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Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Anyone Who Thinks This Team Has Recruiting Issues Is Just Silly

How bad is Notre Dame football this season?

This bad:

The body of George Gipp, the Notre Dame football player who inspired the rallying cry "Win one for the Gipper," was exhumed recently for DNA testing in his Upper Peninsula hometown.

The family's not talking to the press about the reason behind the dig-up, and I am telling you: It's because Dammit,Ron! is turning to a 112-year-old dead person, who at this point stands a better chance of generating positive yards per carry than the actual, live players we have now.

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Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Forever Jung

As a flaming INFP (somewhere out there in this wide Meyers-Briggs world is a brunette ESTJ accountant, just waiting for us to meet so that the anti-matter explosion that will doubtless result can bring about the apocalypse) every now and then I seek out further definitions of The Wonder That Is Me. I've been told that INPF's are, thankfully, the rarest personality form, only about 1% of the population. It's fascinating. Also, I'm running out of excuses.

Here's the latest one in full, reprinted without deletion, addition, or explanation:

creative, smart, idealist, loner, attracted to sad things, disorganized, avoidant, can be overwhelmed by unpleasant feelings, prone to quitting, prone to feelings of loneliness, ambivalent of the rules, solitary, daydreams about people to maintain a sense of closeness, focus on fantasies, acts without planning, low self confidence, emotionally moody, can feel defective, prone to lateness, likes esoteric things, wounded at the core, feels shame, frequently losing things, prone to sadness, prone to dreaming about a rescuer, disorderly, observer, easily distracted, does not like crowds, can act without thinking, private, can feel uncomfortable around others, familiar with the darkside, hermit, more likely to support marijuana legalization, can sabotage self, likes the rain, sometimes can't control fearful thoughts, prone to crying, prone to regret, attracted to the counter culture, can be submissive, prone to feeling discouraged, frequently second guesses self, not punctual, not always prepared, can feel victimized, prone to confusion, prone to irresponsibility, can be pessimistic
People who have had the vast misfortune to deal with me on an in-person basis, if they made it even one-quarter of the way thorough that list, have already opened a separate screen to email me with the suggestion that I have this entire paragraph printed up on small, laminated cards to hand out to new acquaintances for their own protection.

You'll notice that the traits list mentions lateness twice, and I am thinking this may or may not have something to do with the "more likely to support marijuana legalization" indicator. Then again, look at that-- "prone to crying... familiar with the darkside...can be overwhelmed by unpleasant feelings... can sabotage self." No wonder INFP's constantly need to do the dew.

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Monday, October 08, 2007

"Can I Borrow Your Corset For Ten Minutes?"

Two weeks after the start of the season, decided that today is an excellent time to run my Desperate Housewives preview article, so have at it. Last night's roundup chart is here. And my concern for Susan's utter lack of parenting skills is here:

So Julie doesn't know that she's going to be a big sister, but Random Party Dudes are on a need-to-know basis because idiot, Time For My Funnee! Moment o' The Week Susan showed up to a teenage blowout in a corset and was appalled that a bunch if 16-year-olds thought she was a stripper? Outstanding.

I am finding it very difficult to believe that Julie would turn out as well as she did with Susan for a mother. Her immaturity, her annoying insistence on being her daughter's friend, her utter inability to properly size up any situation involving, well, people-- there's no way Julie isn't dancing on tabletops for crack, not standing in the middle of a wild party calmly knocking back an orange soda. I just cannot buy that Julie would grow up with Susan in charge of her and suffer no more ill effects than the apparent need to roll her eyes every 1.7 seconds.

Also: Wow. Somebody drew a big circle around the blank spot where the opening segment was supposed to go, and wrote: "Insert humor." Writers' answer? Send Carlos running through a clothesline! But not before hanging onto a car while riding a skateboard as the literally head-scratching child of an owner looks haplessly about! That is two eighties movies steals in about ten seconds, Cherry, and had you only sent an Asian exchange student falling out of a tree, complete with gong sound effect, you would have achieved a full New Wave trifecta. I'm going to to go take some hits off some trianguarly-bottled Liz Claiborne perfume until I feel better.

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