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September 25, 2007
Mahmoud
I'm watching Charlie Rose interview Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. At first, I was terrified. Because this man is evil. He sanctions evil actions, and speaks of unthinkable crimes. He, through those ratty little squinted eyes, and that ridiculous smile, is trying to screw with us. And then it hit me: today, we are united. Finally. I think this little dog and pony show he has tried to put on is a good thing. Because now we can all plainly see who this man really is. To those of you who want to try and negotiate with this man, I urge you to listen to his reaction to any question posed to him regarding Israel. I urge you to listen to his reaction when presented with the fact that his government harbors, enables and supports terrorists. Can we all just agree here? Anyone not seeing it? Anyone? Here it is. Isaac and Ishmael, thousands and thousands of years later.
But today I feel good because for the first time in a long time, I think we, as a country, are united. At least on some level.
Posted by chriscoxmusic at 12:35 AM | Comments (0)
September 19, 2007
Extra Bad
I'm compiling a list of things that, when they're bad, are extra bad. Being who I am, most of these things will be food items. Some food items, like pizza for instance, are still at least marginally satisfying when bad. Doughnuts are another example. When they're good, they're really good, and when they're bad, they're still pretty good. But there are some things that are amazing when good, and absolutely revolting when bad. The first on the list is sushi. Good sushi, to me, is a foretaste of glory divine. It's good in a way that no other food is. However, bad sushi is so repulsive I can hardly think about it. Next on the list is the avocado. Creamy and beautiful, a good avocado is the perfect compliment to any burger or breakfast dish. However, an avocado that is not yet ripe is more bitter than Danny Bonaduce. Lastly, I've realized a non food item in this category: Maroon 5. Feel free to chime in here.
Posted by chriscoxmusic at 12:49 AM | Comments (0)
September 17, 2007
The Hills
There is a show on mtv called This Hills. I'm pretty sure this show encapsulates all that is wrong with this country. I mean, i'm seriously disgusted by it. Because I kind of like it. But the part of me that is attracted to it is the REALLY unhealthy part. And I still don't get it. Is it reality? Is it not? But anyway, that Spencer guy is a serious douche. And the thing is, everyone knows that guy, right?
Posted by chriscoxmusic at 10:22 PM | Comments (0)
September 11, 2007
Hilarious
Today I got a letter in the mail that began "Dear Chris Cox, High net worth individuals like yourself have special needs when it comes to insurance..." I don't know which bank account they're looking at.
I have two gigs on friday. I'm sure you'll all be there. Just like always.
Posted by chriscoxmusic at 12:39 AM | Comments (1)
September 09, 2007
Life
In life, there are those who get excited because they believe change and revolution are possible for the future. And there are those who look back at history and get excited because it's already happened.
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September 06, 2007
Hi. I'm, uh, I'm here to drop this off...?
Part of getting married, for me and many like me, has been a return to a place I had not been in years: the doctor's office. Since Kristi and I got married I've had 9 fillings, a biopsy, shots, blood tests, and all kinds of other procedures. Prior to marriage, a guy only goes to the doctor/dentist when the pain gets bad enough. Preventative maintenance is just not high on the priority list. But it's amazing how much less stress I feel about my health now that I actually know what's going on.
Well, the most recent of events in my new medical life involved (not trying to be gross here) a urine specimen. Not just any urine specimen, the first of the morning. So, I obliged, and then proceeded to take the little cup, in the little plastic bag, back to the doctors office. Well, I had the thing in one of my cup holders in my car. And coffee spilled. All over the bag it was in. Disgusting. There was no way I was going to bring a cup of my urine in a bag covered in a light brown liquid. And so, I just took the thing out of the bag and took it up to the office. There I went, carrying a small, clear plastic cup of my own urine through a huge office building to get to my doctors office. Past tons of people, some of whom were in the elevator. Just holding it in my hand. Needless to say, it was a little awkward when I plopped it down on the counter for the receptionist to deal with. "Let me just get a tissue" she said, making very little eye contact with me. It's part of her job, right? Urine?
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