Category: General Musings

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The Dude on the Right
If you have been a regular reader of my blog, you might remember that about 2
1/2 months ago I got a haircut that had gone wrong.  I finished

that blog with…

As much as "Piercing Girl" is nice on the eyes, I’m
thinking it might be nice to talk with Vita again, who’s also nice on the eyes,
and give her my family update, and see how hers is doing as well.  With getting
a haircut from Vita I’ve got to plan a little bit better in getting said haircut
in a little bit better fashion, but I know what I’ll get – A decent haircut and
comfortable conversation, and isn’t that what we are always looking for?  But
then again I might just be to lazy and pray I get Piercing Girl the next time
around.

Sometimes I’m such an idiot.  Happy Haircutting! …

It had finally come time for another haircut, which had I actually planned
properly I would have made an appointment a couple of weeks ago, and I would
have given Vita a call and been able to schedule a decent haircut with
comfortable conversation.  But no, I am, sometimes, such an idiot, so with
the haircut necessity pressing, I now had a different set of dilemmas.  My
first dilemma:  Go back to the same haircut chain place, pray "I’ve Got
Better Tools Girl" isn’t there, and I get "Piercing Girl" again.  My other
dilemma was that I would get "Perfect Haircut Girl," she would comment about how
bad my last haircut was, and I would have to rat out "I’ve Got Better Tools
Girl."  Dilemmas continue:  What if "I’ve Got Better Tools Girl" is
also there, and I get either "Perfect Haircut Girl" or "Piercing Girl," and they
asked me who butchered my hair the last time?  Do I rat out "I’ve Got
Better Tools Girl" right in front of her?  And if I did, how would that
make the person feel currently sitting in "I’ve Got Better Tools Girl"’s chair? 
So you know what I did?  I went to the same haircut chain, but at a
different location, because it was also on my way home, and now I’m just left
with one question – Is "Getting Easily Lost Dude" gay?

I walk in the door and the there are two, cute, dudette hair stylists, working
on a couple of high school girl’s hair, and a dude cutting a little dude’s hair. 
I have to wait a bit, but it is pretty obvious I’m going to get the dude to cut
my hair, and I start to wonder, especially since I had to sit in a chair that
had signage blocking the dudettes and I could only see the dude, if he was gay. 
I say this because he seemed to have many mannerisms which gay men seem to have,
and the "clip-clopping" flip-flops didn’t seem to help.  But then I also
thought, especially after my last haircut, and seeing the nice job he did on the
little dude in the chair, that gay or straight, all this dude seems to want to
do is give a decent haircut.  And thanks to "Queer Eye For the Straight
Guy," maybe a gay dude cutting your hair does pay a little more attention to
making your hair look good rather than some of the old "barbers" who used to cut
my hair when I was a youngin’, and seemed to think that no matter what age you
were, a "bowl cut" was always in style.

So I get in the haircut chair, and for whatever reason, I still wonder if he is
gay or not, and then I notice a wedding ring.  Now I’m wondering about the
woman who would marry a dude, with him wanting to be a haircut dude, working for
a national chain which I’m sure probably doesn’t pay that much, and standing by
her man.  Then he mentions what he has a house, and is pissed off about the
heat wave we have recently had in the Chicagoland area because he has constantly
been having to run his air-conditioning.  His small talk also mentions his
getting lost with some friends coming back from a wedding in the town I live in,
hence the "Getting Easily Lost Dude" moniker I have given him, because, and
knowing where he said he was at the time, it’s not that easy to get lost. 
All the while he seems to be doing a decent job on cutting my hair.

Gay or straight, the "Getting Easily Lost Dude" gave me an okay haircut, seemed
to have fixed some of the disasters I have been dealing with since "I’ve Got
Better Tools Girl" cut my hair, but still messed up on cleaning up my sideburns. 
I will say it again, "How fucking hard is it to use that clipper thing and keep
the sideburns, or in my case, my lack of them, straight!"

I should pledge that for my next haircut I will call Vita with an early enough
warning so I can get my expected "decent haircut with comfortable conversation." 
She would probably love my stories about getting my hairs cut at these couple of
chain places, and the dilemmas I have faced.  But then again, "Getting
Easily Lost Dude" didn’t do that bad of a job.  Now I have three haircut
dilemmas:  Call Vita early enough to get a decent haircut with comfortable
conversation.  Go back to the previous national chain location and hope I
get "Piercing Girl" with her nice assets.  And finally, go back to the
recent national chain and hope I get "Getting Easily Lost Dude" because he did
seem to do a decent job on my hair.

I make my life so complicated sometimes.  And this this time it is about
getting a haircut.  I am such an idiot.

That’s it for this one!  I’m The Dude on the Right!!  L8R!!!

By:

The Dude on the Right
I did it.  I knew I would because I’m crazy like that some times, but I did
it.  I made a MySpace page.  So there I am, at

www.myspace.com/thedudeontheright, and I don’t really know why.  I even
wrote that for my first blog entry over there, because, well, I have a blog
here, why do I need a blog there?  I suppose I made it just to have a
MySpace page, but I think I also did it as a sort of promotional tool to maybe
drive an extra person or two over here to Entertainment Ave!

It was
interesting setting up the page because you start to analyze things you want
made public, and as a computer nerd, it also re-introduced me to CSS coding,
although I haven’t utilized any of it yet because at this time it was just
enough to get the page done, add some photos, and hope it’s not to dorky. 
I also found many sites out there that will automatically generate the coding
needed to change the layout and color scheme of the page.  Part of that
seems like cheating, especially when I would actually like to expand my CSS
coding knowledge, but in the end, I’ll probably use one of those sites and
cheat, knowing that by analyzing how the coding gets manipulated, it will
actually help my learning it.  Alright, enough technical workshopping. 
If you have a MySpace page, right now I’m looking for friends.  I got two
requests to be a friend this morning, one was from some girl with a naked photo
of herself on the page, and and the other with a page that had absolutely
nothing on it about the person, just looking like she was trolling for friends. 
I was going to add the naked girl, but then realized her photo would end up on
my "Friend’s" list, and felt like adding nudity at this time wouldn’t be a good
start.

In any case, I’m ready for the bashing I might take from my niece and
nephew for the page, but so be it.  I’ll survive.

That’s it for this one!  I’m The Dude on the Right!!  L8R!!!

For this podcast, The Dude on the Right has many dilemmas about starting his MySpace page, and doesn’t really solicit any help, he just doesn’t want to look like a total dork when he finally gets his page posted. The Dude also had a laugh at a YouTube clip of the TV show WKRP. Did you know that turkeys don’t, well, you’ll have to listen.

By:

The Dude on the Right
I have decided that I need to make a
MySpace page.  I think
the only reason why is because of peer pressure, no wait, not really peer
pressure, but because everyone else seems to have one and I don’t, I would like
more friends, but what about the humiliation if I don’t get any new friends? 
That alone sets up one of the many dilemmas I have found myself having on how to
really set up my MySpace page.  My life gets so overanalyzed when I let
myself overanalyze it, and now that I’ve decided to set up a page, my
self-diagnosed OCD kicks in because I want a cool page, want friends, and don’t
want to look like another total dork with a MySpace page that is a mess.  I
do know that I won’t be

setting up a Facebook page. 

Even with my MySpace complications, I did get a good laugh from a

YouTube link from a site I regularly visit.  It’s about Thanksgiving
and the fictional radio station WKRP.  It made me laugh, and it might make
you laugh, too, especially if you wait for the end of my podcast, or the end of
the YouTube video clip, whichever you are paying attention to.

Thanks for listening.

That’s it for this one!  I’m The Dude on the Right!!  L8R!!!

By:

The Dude on the Right
I don’t know why, but for all of my life I have liked high school-themed films. 
They can be the one’s geared at the dudes, the one’s geared for the dudettes, or
those geared for everyone.  So I guess I shouldn’t have been that surprised
when this morning came around and as I was deciding whether to see "Scoop,"
the Woody Allen movie, or "John
Tucker Must Die," the high school movie, I opted for seeing if John Tucker
would find an untimely demise.  I have to admit that I feel kind of silly,
and I’m sure I get some weird looks, going to the local gigaplex box office,
alone, and asking "One for ‘John Tucker Must Die’ please."  But there I
sat, in the theater, myself, about ten, teen girls, and a mom.  I got some
of the jokes the girls didn’t, the girls got some of the jokes I didn’t, so I
guess it worked for all of us on some level.

And as much as going to see the
"John Tucker" film sort of made me feel old, it was seeing the Chicago Cubs game
on Friday that again reminded me that those days of college are way behind me. 
Sure, it was like 93 degrees, sun blazing down, and humid, but back in those
college days, drinking water at a ballgame never even came around as a little
bit of a thought.  Granted I don’t think they were even selling bottled
water back then, but in those days, even with the heat, it was all about beer. 
Sure, I was driving home from this Cubs’ game, so drinking a lot of beer wasn’t
an option, but even after having the few I had before the game, and one at the
ballpark, all I wanted was water, and lots of it.  So there you have it – I
think my body has officially decided it has grown-up, but I suppose my mind and
sense of humor have a long way to follow, especially choosing a high school
flick over a Woody Allen movie, even if the Woody Allen flick did have Scarlett
Johansson in it, whom I want to stalk.  I guess I’m kinda hoping my mind
never catches up with my body.

That’s it for this one! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!

By:

The Dude on the Right
I am very happy my mother celebrated her 80th birthday yesterday, but somewhat
sad I couldn’t be there for it.  But what also makes me sad it I can’t find
a great caricature our resident artist did of my mom, my niece, and me, a bunch
of years ago, so I can’t post it here, yet.  If I can find it, buried on
one of my back-up files of a back-up of an old hard drive, I’ll post it later.  I also
found it odd that the City of Chicago folks are doing all they can to

drive businesses out of city, and maybe Target will actually

stick it to the aldermen, but sadly, that also means a lot of jobs lost for
people who really can use them, by closing some stores in the city.

But the other story really bugging me right now is about a

PBS documentary that might not air as originally intended for fear of getting
fined by the FCC.  You want community standards, well, I’m thinking
community standards will say that veterans of World War II might drop a bad word
every now and then when they talk about getting shot at.  But we’ve got to
save the children  because Lord knows they aren’t using any of those words,
like shit or fuck.  The good kids, like me, even at 39, know not to use
them in front of their parents, at least most of the time.

And, oh yea, congrats to the folks at

ExxonMobil!  I’ll remember you when I’m filling up the Dude-Mobile with
some go-go juice tomorrow morning on my way to the Chicago Cubs game. 

Thanks for listening.

That’s it for this one!  I’m The Dude on the Right!!  L8R!!!

For this podcast, The Dude on the Right is disappointed at missing a classical music concert, is trying to see four movies in two days, laughed during “Trapped in the Closet,” and gets a little teary knowing his niece needs sensitivity training.

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The Dude on the Right
The last podcast I did solo, well, I tried to keep it under 10 minutes, and came
pretty damn close.  I did this specifically at the request of my sister and
my niece.  What thanks do I get? – A slam from my niece.  That being
written, for this podcast I give you some incite into the world of "Carmina
Burana" from Carl Orff, and discuss my plan for seeing four movies in two days,
namely "My
Super Ex-Girlfriend," "Monster
House," "The
Lady in the Water," (or as Ivan Reitman calls it, "The Chick in the Pool"),
and "Clerks
II."  It’s a busy weekend for me.  I was also happy to see
Comedy Central
re-run the South Park episode of "Trapped in a Closet" and I give a teary-eyed
discussion about my niece needing sensitivity training.

And if you know the secret to printing a
Google Calendar in
color, in an easy manner, I’ve got a free Entertainment Ave! golf shirt and hat
for you if you’re the first to e-mail that secret to me at
podcast@entertainmentavenue.com.

Thanks for listening.

That’s it for this one!  I’m The Dude on the Right!!  L8R!!!

By:

The Dude on the Right
Much of my life is about dilemmas, or at least the dilemmas I personally create
in my life.  My latest dilemma is coming up in trying to see four new
movies opening this weekend in a span of two days.  If I accomplish this
feat I will have spent a lot of time sitting on my ass between seeing the
movies, driving to the theater, and writing my reviews.  Man, my dilemma’s
are tough.  But what kind of dilemma would the FCC have found themselves in
if our Congress had passed the original version of the "Broadcast Decency
Enforcement Act," President Bush had signed it, and our networks were covering
said President Bush’s attendance at the G8 summit lunch, live, with his
discussion with British Prime Minister Tony Blair being aired with an open
microphone, and, well, President Bush saying the word "Shit."

The original
version of the "Broadcast Decency Enforcement Act" looked for a two-fold fine –
One against the company who aired it, and the other against the person who said
it.  Congress, later, removed the portion fining the individual (although
some companies seem to be trying to make individuals sign agreements saying that
if there is a fine levied, the individual will have to pay the company back, but
that’s another story for another time. I’m sorry, I digress), but Congress did
raise the fine to something like $325,000 with some kind of cap.  But if
that original bill went through the process of "I’m just a bill, Yes, I’m only a
bill, and I’m sitting here on Capitol Hill," to "He signed you Bill!  Now
you’re a law!", right now The President of the United States should be faced
with a fine nearly wiping out one year of his salary.

For me, I don’t know if
that is irony, or a bummer.  I seem to get those things confused ever since
that Alanis Morrisette song, because I think all of her ironies are actually
bummers, but in this case, would the FCC actually, under that original version,
fine "The President of the United States?"  The second question is this: 
Even if the Big Four Broadcasters, over the open airwaves, namely CBS, ABC, NBC,
and FOX, had been airing that luncheon, live, without delay, because, well, who
would assume that the S-Bomb would be aired at this summit, and they let the
"shit" word fly, would they all be subject to a fine, in all of their markets,
if I set up a campaign of complaints via e-mail?

I’ve written a few blogs
about my thoughts on the FCC and what their role in indecency should be, and my
thought is that they should have no authority over indecency because the
airwaves regulate themselves, via their ratings and their advertisers.  But
right now had Congress approved that first proposal, and President Bush signed
it into law, our President might be out nearly a year’s pay.

How fucked up is
that?  And do any of our lawmakers actually realize this?

That’s it for this one! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!

By:

The Dude on the Right
It’s hot here this weekend in the Chicago area, so of course all of the local
news stories are about drinking a lot of fluids, checking on the elderly, and
creative ways to beat the heat.  Some try to blame global warming, and I’m
not dismissing the notion of global warming because I do think we are messing up
our environment, but for the most part, lost in all of these stories, is the
fact that there have always been hot spells from time to time, but maybe we have
just lost our ability to adapt as the weather changes,  maybe lost some of
our connection as family because we no longer necessarily live near our loved
ones, and we also no longer really give a damn about our neighbors.  I for
one thank, I mean blame, one man for this, and his name is
Willis
Carrier, and he is considered the man who invented air conditioning.

There
was a time, and I don’t remember it, when air conditioning in your home, in your
car, at work, at the store, didn’t exist.  You didn’t live your life to be
at a comfortable 70ish degrees, you adapted as the temperature outside got
higher.  You learned how to get a breeze through your house when it worked
to your advantage, you kept the windows closed for a time because the coolness
of the night was still trapped inside.  But your body knew things were
getting warmer, because, well, it had been doing so in the weeks leading up to a
hot spell, it didn’t have the benefit of getting out of the heat for most of the
day, and you adapted.  And if you were older, your kids probably lived
nearby.  Nearby so much that they, or at least your grandkids, stopped by
to say "Hi Grandma!" at least once a day.  And when they did, and Grandma
didn’t have her fan on, they would say, as kids are want to say, "Grandma, can
we put on the fan?"  And when they also came over Grandma would offer them
something to drink, probably lemonade, and you know what, Grandma would have
one, too.  Getting the elderly to put on a fan and have something extra to
drink were done because we were close enough to visit.  Everyday.

And you
also probably knew your neighbors because, in a worst case scenario, at the end
of the day, when it was cooler outside of the house rather than inside the
house, you went outside, and constantly reunited with your neighbors.  And
back then, neighbors always being nosey yet still being friendly, they would
wonder why "Mrs. Thompson" hasn’t come out of her house yet, and would actually
go over to her house, knock on the door, and politely ask, in that nosey kind of
way "Emma, are you all right in there?"  If Emma didn’t answer, well, her
door wasn’t locked, and they might find her crying in the kitchen because her
husband…, well, in any case, they would get her outside of the house, into the
cooler night air, and not to get her out of the stifling hot house, but to just
get her out of the house.

This is how I, a Dude who doesn’t know life without
air conditioning, sort of sees how lots of people in your city didn’t die
because of the heat, because, back then, I bet it wasn’t news that told you to
keep cool.  You just learned to adapt, and you either had children or
grandkids close enough to visit, or at least neighbors who cared to do the same. 
And you always had some lemonade and stoop to sit on in some cooler night air.

And as much as I like to think of those simpler times, thank you Willis Carrier,
because it was 100 degrees here outside the dude-pad today, but inside it was
nicely in the 70’s.  And I even picked up some lemonade at the grocery
store because, well, it’s summer, and what is summer without lemonade?  And
you know what, maybe I should get to know my neighbors?

That’s it for this one! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!