Holy Macerole - The only time I can truly appreciate the stupidity of the White House

I am flabbergasted. That is the only word to describe this. I can't stop thinking about it actually, ever since Will showed this to me and Matt on saturday. And we basically sat around for the first few minutes looking at eachother and bursting out every 10 seconds with ...."wait...whaaaaat!?"....or..."is this for reals!?". Apparently the White House didnt get the memo. Colbert is JOKING. He JOKES about conservative America and its bullshit administration for a LIVING. And they invite him to the White House Correspondents Dinner? Did they not KNOW who he IS? Wait....WHAT!? yeah, see..... I was waiting for that to truly register. YEAH. Enjoy this clip of the "speech" by Colbert (its only 10 minutes of the 25, so go have fun on youtube, plus theres other clips of Bush's real-time reactions to Colbert - totally and completely priceless!). I would feel bad for Bush, but that would mean I would have to think he doesnt deserve this. And everyone knows how I feel about this administration. But the funniest part is....is that he BROUGHT IT ON himself. Insert foot in mouth for the remainder of his presidency. Plain and Simple. But then again, that is his specialty.



Ahahhahahah ahahaha ahhahahaha hahahahaha

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What is politically correct?

People are torn, yet equally passionate, about the "race" and "gender" issue in the Democratic election. And regardless of whether people think it should matter, or if we think we should even be talking about it, you cannot ignore those constructs in our society and how they affect our understanding of our lives and the society we live in. It's undeniable. People say "it doesn't matter", and although I understand their perspective (and agree that these issues should not affect why or how we vote), these things do "matter". But I think it depends on what you think the word "matter" means. Should you let gender or race keep you from voting for someone? obviously not. Should you assume things about someone and their political views because of their race or gender? Obviously not. But is it ok to feel excited about the fact that someone of your gender or race is being elected, after centuries of oppression and obvious glass ceilings? YES. Is it ok to be excited that we could be electing the first woman or first black man into the presidency? something never before done and only 50 years after the civil rights movement? ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY. And I'm sick of people throwing out this issue as irelevant. Because it is important, and it does matter. And today, Barack Obama is confronting this issue, despite and amongst continual outcries that he is playing the "race" card, so I applaud his honesty about his personal views on this issue; and especially his courage to venture into a discussion about something that is very real in our country, but is continually swept under the rug.

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Stress List

After extreme laziness this weekend. (And by that I mean getting through ALL of the office on netflix - ie every single episode to date, within the past week and a half. IMPRESSIVE I know) this Monday has proven to be just another manic monday. (Sorry for the corny link, its such a great song that I just I couldn’t resist. Plus its by the bangles. I know. Don’t hate me.) So in loo (sp?) of that, the cosmos has righted things by making everything more overwhelming than usual. And unfortunately none of it is work related, and so I cant rely on the “leaving it at work” tactic that I am oh so good at. So here are the things on my list of life stresses.


We are now HOSTING the tournament in Yakima in two weeks. FUCK ME. Yeah. Its that ridic. UP Womens LAX and University of Montana (the two exhibition teams this year) are now IN CHARGE OF EVERYTHING. And we’ve only known since last week. Fuck fuck fuck. And the only redeeming factor that is keeping me going through all the frantic “can you bring your goal?” And “yes that hotel is close to the field” and “hey can you bring an extra stopwatch” and “yes we’re bringing the spray paint” phone calls, is that our team (mainly me and my leadership team) look pretty freaking awesome. If only getting shit done could get me a boyfriend. That would be nice. But instead I’ll settle for a chance to up our status and solidify our legitimacy for future years. Woohoo club sports.


HOUSING. After a ‘youre screwed’ fiasco with the phantom roommate, I am now on the prowl for new housing. There are some really awesome leads that im looking into, specifically the second floor of an awesome house in northwest portland with ali. UM YEAH. Northwest. Need I say more!! But nothing is solid quite yet and I have until april 20th. Send me good juju ok? (ps that Lauren friendly term has crossed over into my life and now also reminds me another Lauren-word and favorite candy– juji fruit, which still makes me say “what the hell?” - cause ive never even SEEN that candy in stores before! Any suggestions as to where to find it Portlanders?)


The fact that our timesheets didn’t get over to payroll on Friday and were frantically run over just this morning, meaning I might not get paid as planned before the trek home for easter weekend.

Not good. Not good at all.


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Getting Drunk with Boys

Will: we have a pool table at work

Me: oh yeah? thats awesome

Will: yeah but its stuck behind the firetruck in the garage

Matt: like a real firetruck? for what?

Will: its a mini fire truck, like for small fires

Me: what!?

Will: its for one use ok! jeez.

Claire: oh yeah, the disposable ones. right.

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Life Changing Wardrobe Addition

Ali warned me that the purchase or gift of awesome riding boots would equal some pretty drastic contentedness. Luckily, she was damn right. They are by far the best present I recived this past christmas season. My mother never fails to impress me with her style. They magically turn any oufit into pure classy atire. These boots, combined with the best 11 bucks I have ever spent, tights!



....equals a magical solution to skirts in winter, as well as blister avoidance while pairing jeans and boots. And I won't even go into the marvels of, yet embarassing to confess, control top aspect. I truly am a grown up now. Shit!

A Network of No

I really don't think there is anything as uniquely awful as being told with incredibly clear matter-of-fact tone that my entire extended family does not support one of my biggest dreams. I think I could have handled a passionate "don't leave us" cry, or even an ill-informed and stereotypical statement about the "danger" of Africa, if it had come from a place of worry and love. I have dealt with many of those and that has only inspired me to convince them even more fervently. Explaining my good intentions and the need for true service, all the while playing up of the Christian service card (knowing its guilt inducing capabilities amongst my Catholic charity bound elders). But instead it was a clear statement that no one cares. No one agrees. A emotion-less statement..... "You must know that claire, no one supports that decision". It stings just a little bit more to hear it said that way, to know that they are so passionately against it that they wouldnt want me to be 'in the dark' about my own ridiculousness. As if its a favor. They say it is not practical, not a good use of my talents, and doesnt make monetary sense. Since when does practicality come before compassion and service? Do they know me at all? Neat and tidy and check writing is not my dream of helping others. It can be theirs, but not mine. In the face of their mind paralysis, I'm going to find a new comfort zone (gasp, one beyond country clubs), a new way of addressing an issue and growing as a person, and if that isnt good enough for them, then I guess they won't be getting a postcard. It also makes me realize how much of a wall I must put up to their non-understanding. I flick away the tears that well up and over the lids and draw upon the real compassionate support I recieve from other areas of my life, the people who actually see me, and more than respect me.

Perez Hilton is Good for Something

Words Matter.

House Rep (R-Oklahoma) Sally Kern speaks.



I hope she gets a healthy dose of cold shoulder for the rest of her political career. And to think she is CHAIR of the social services committee and graduated with a degree in sociology. WHAT? Gives me the shivers. Not that I think she is without a deserved inundation of emails after a speech like that, but , here is her webpage, take a look, and let her know what you think.