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I feel like a man

There are three things in this world that can make me feel like a man more than any others:

  • Being pistons-deep, greasy hands into a muscle car I'm fixing up
  • Making passionate love to a beautiful woman
  • Watching football
Well... I got one of those anyway. Tonight they're showing the Hall Of Fame game between the Dolphins and the Bears (you were hoping it was the woman, right? Me, too). I can't wait until the season begins. Picture it: Sundays sitting on my ass, being captain of the couch-potato team, watching at least 3 football games. I don't care that the game tonight "doesn't count", it's still football. Okay, the players are not in mid-season form, but it's still football.

On another subject, I really like my iPod, but importing all my CD's into iTunes is a pain in the tuckus. I've been at it several days and I'm not even half way through yet. Not that I have that many of them I just can't sit for hours waiting for the software to rip the CD. It's boring, but the payoff is good. I haven't listened to a lot of this music in headphones so there are little details that I've not heard on some of my music. It's pretty cool. It's almost like rediscovering the song -- almost. I guess the bad thing is that there are some albums I didn't listen to -- with good reason -- and I'm only looking for a couple of the songs. I may have to pare down what albums go on there but I have so much room on the iPod... I haven't even made a dent in the amount of storage. Nice.

In sad news, today I heard that Peter Jennings died. He was my news man. Brokaw was always my backup guy, but then he retired. I never really like Rather... didn't really like his delivery. Now that Jennings is gone, where will I get my news? I heard the man talk about having lung cancer a few months ago, but they never talked about whether he was getting better or worse. I was rather shocked to hear the news. I felt a bit betrayed by the media who, apparently, cover for their own. They're quick to point out the problems of the president, polups on the vice president's colon but they can't talk about their news anchor who is sick? That's not what I call 'fair and balanced'. I didn't really want to focus on this particular subject, but here we are.

I've always known the media has a bias, I mean, the people who decide what is and what is not news are human beings. Certain channels have certain agendas whether they accept it or not. You can't help but judge -- even partly -- what you deal with. It makes all the news tainted, right? Wrong. Watch several sources and read several people's writing and you'll get closer to the truth. Will it be untarnished? No, but you can judge for yourself what to believe at that point. Several people will tell the same story a different way.

I'm rambling, I'll stop.

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