"Taking pictures, on the base, could get you shot."

Quote... Un-quote!

Bah! I'm not taking pictures. I'm on the "phone."

Enjoy (Hopefully, more to come!)! By the way, THESE SHIPS ARE HUGE! When we board the USNS Mercy, we have to walk between it and the USNS Bob Hope. Its like walking down an alley between two HUGE city blocks (just as tall and just as long!)!



Boat with missiles.



Boat with guns.



Two boats with guns and four cars without guns.



USNS Bob Hope... old boat.



Boat with BIG guns.



USNS Mercy... a.k.a. "the office."



USNS Bob Hope... the encore.

WWE Raw Politics!

WHO YOU GONNA VOTE FOR, BRRRRRROTHER?

Saint James, California

WEST COAST!!!!!!!!!!

I dipped my toes in the Pacific Ocean, today.



It was a first. I am working, this week, in San Diego, CA. It truly is a beautiful city. Much smaller than I pictured. All I know about San Diego, I learned from the Real World: San Diego.



I will try to take more pictures and make more observations as the week goes on. For now, I will leave you with these two nuggets:

-- The desent into San Diego is hair raising! The airport is set in downtown which means we practically buzzed the skyline. Additionally, the Thrifty car rental location is directly under the landing planes (I am hoping to snap a pic tomorrow!)

-- San Diego is the SAFEST CITY IN AMERICA because of the constant military presence. Seriously! The Naval ships patrol the coast, due to the Naval base. Additionally, fighter jets patrol the skies. On top of that, there is a very large Coast Guard presence.

Here is a shot of the USS Mercy. This is the ship I will be working on.

Here is a shot of few more ships docked in the harbor.

Watch out for that battleship!

Dude! This bridge is HUGE!

We were unable to get into the Naval base today, because of a security issue. However, I am hearing that tomorrow we are a go at 7:30AM PST.

P.S. Miss you Butters! "You know you love me. XOXO. Gossip Girl."

Ladies and Gentlemen...

I present, to you...



Bipolar


This is one of the original cuts. I am currently working on an enhanced Director's Cut Redux Special Edition that will include a director's commentary and a preview for Bipolar 2: Lew's A Bad Shot.

Enjoy!

Bring me your...

"A group of immigrants has entered the United States en masse, bringing with them many things that Americans found objectionable. Poor, Catholic, uneducated, and different, these immigrants became the biggest scapegoat of the American public. They worked difficult, menial jobs that no American citizens wanted to do, often in unsanitary and dangerous conditions with low pay. The men would get odd jobs when they could as handymen, janitors, and carpenters. The women would get jobs as waitresses, nannies, and housekeepers. There were many conflicts with people already established in this country over jobs, and one of the biggest groups they had problems with was African-Americans. They lived many families to a single room, sometimes with no daylight or even running water, where the American public would complain that they were turning their neighborhoods into ghettos. There was public outcry over the rise in crime that accompanied these immigrants, and the American public wanted them gone.

The people referred to were the Irish, and in the late 1800's early 1900's they went through very similar things as latino immigrants are going through now and have been going through for years."

-- http://migramatters.blogspot.com/2006/04/immigrant-path-to-acceptance.html

The Italians, also faced similar stigmas and persecutions.



This picture of Italian day laborers, was taken in New York.

Society is doing it again. When faced with an ever-increasing immigrant population, we do what we have always done and attempt to repel the immigrants. However, if history is to teach us anything it is that the immigrants who are immigrating to our country are not our enemies, they are hard working men and women just like our grandparents and great grandparents were before we. We should truly embrace the positive addition they will bring to our already diverse American culture.

I leave you now, with a softer suggestion, as far as our new neighbors are concerned. J.D.? Turk? Take it away...

Just a good ol' boy... Never meanin' no harm?

Lyss and I were driving up I-77, yesterday, when we were passed by a late model Saturn with this vanity license plate:





This driver had also methodically placed stickers, of the old Confederate states, on his bumper. I am surprised he stopped there! Why not just paint the car "construction zone" orange and slap an "01" on the side? If you are going to go, go all the way!

Sidebar: I love the Dukes, but I hate racists! Not that this guy was a racist, he probably just enjoyed the days, before the "War of Northern Aggression," of owning people and making them farm his land while he sipped mint juleps... oh wait, he was not alive back then! Did you know that it was not too long ago, in the public record, that decedents (dead people) were "leaving" their heirs (alive people) their slaves (more alive people)? Every time I check a title and come across one such document, it makes me want to spit!

Notes from the Underbelly, of a Caribou.

Drove down Sardis North... missed it. Drove left on Sardis... missed it. Drove left on Pineville-Matthews... missed it. Turned around. Drove right on Pineville-Matthews... missed it. Drove right on Sardis... missed it. Drove up Sardis North... eureka!

A large iced coffee... please. A shot of vanilla... please. Skim... please. 'Preciate it. Damn... forgot the reciept.

Caffeine is kicking in. Data is wearing thin. People walk by. "Are you selling a computer?" says one guy. Sorry buddy.

Tried to connect to the internet. tried. tried. tried... eureka!

Other laptops come lookin'... "Did you get in?"

Patience... is not sold here.

An Australian takes the stage... "Cheers, mate. What page?" His ringer screaches "God Bless America." Indeed. I whisper to him, "God Bless Australia."

He ignores me... through the window.

It is beautiful outside... the meter has run... I better order more food: Vitamin C Odwala Smoothee and a piece of banana nut bread. Damn... forgot the receipt.

"Don't ride the bus or train." says the Creative Loafing. Maybe the Creative Loafing should get up earlier.

I should blog about this... "Drove down Sardis North... missed it..."