Wow. I didn't realize it had been so long since I've posted. Well, I do have some deep political stuff to get to, but I'm not going to do it today. It has a pretty long shelf life so I'll get to it over the weekend. Because isn't that what weekends are for? Mine are, anyway. But I do need to say one thing...who the hell lit a fire under Sweet Lou Dobbs?

OK, it's not that big of a deal, but I always look for excuses to use "Sweet Lou", "Lou Dog", "Blue Lou" or "they're not booing, they're saying 'Louuuuuuuuuuuu'." Yes, I'm easily amused.

I got a lot to cut loose on so I better get to gettin on...

I'm in Rochester, NY. This two-horse town has been in the news a lot lately because of a high school kid who is the manager on his high school basketball team. He's a senior. Oh yeah, the kid's autistic. In their last home game of the season, the coach put this kid in to play with 4 minutes left in a game in which they were blowing out the other team. He's the manager, he's never played before. Well, the kid goes on a rampage and scores 20 points. Someone gets it on video and the rest is history. This kid's on SportsCenter every day. On seperate days, his coach and his Mom were on the Jim Rome show. There's going to be a movie deal with Disney.

I'm no doctor, I just play one on the internet. But I HAVE worked with autistic kids. I understand that autism is referred to as a "spectrum" - there are similar characteristics, but not everyone is the same and some have different severities of characteristics, so I'm generalizing here.

But people just need to chill out with this kid. Autistic kids are not really down with people paying that much attention to them. His story is awesome, he deserves his props - but I gotta wonder - after 2 weeks of constant attention, this kid's gotta be wiggin out a little. Ironically, earlier in the week, I had the opportunity to talk to a teacher in that school and I asked about this. He doesn't have the kid as a student, but he knows him and said that everything seems OK.

I'll say this...I bet that kid has a date for the prom.

OK, I had to get that off my chest...now onto today's real topic...women.

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You probably think I'm going to be bashing women. Nope. In fact, just the opposite. This week two women I know have had babies. Let's just focus on that first. You can argue that childbirth is no big deal - literally billions of births have taken place so it can't be that big of a deal, right? Yeah...OK...if I may quote from part of a Margaret Cho bit on childbirth: "and then her pussy exploded!"

Any non-sexual twinge in the general vicinity of my groin and I'm ready to call 911, and most of you men are, too. I don't care if we have more physical strength, we couldn't deal with giving birth. And I definitely agree that if men could have babies, we wouldn't be arguing about abortion, birth control, health care, etc. It'd be all taken care of.

Back to the two women I know...so one of them is a teacher and she kept coming to school until - I swear - she was going to pop. If it were me I would have left school after 6 months and watched Dr. Phil until my water broke. The other person is the wife of the owner of they gym I go to. (I don't know if she is co-owner, but I always see his name on everything so I'm making an assumption.) I'm not lying, I saw her working out 2 freakin weeks ago. OK, she wasn't setting any speed records on the aerobic machines, but I use a stubbed toe as an excuse not to work out.

And the euphemism for being a wimp is "pussy"?

Women put up with so much crap. It's one of the reasons why I prefer their company to men. Of course this is a generalization. Most of the people I actually hang out with are male and I'm sure they understand...most of them think I'm a sensitive treehugger, anyway. And also I dislike individual women too...shoot, I can think of two right now who I'd like to slap upside the head with a sock full of hot nickels. But in my life, most of the women I've known are way stronger - emotionally, spirtually, mentally.

And I swear - I'd lick the road clean with my tongue before I did anything to support the Clintonbagger for President. Not because she's a woman, but because I trust her about as far as I could...well...I don't trust her.

Besides, guys are too damn goofy. I'll give you an example. Last week I posted the e-mail conversation I had with Kim from Anyone's Girl. Well, she posted on her site what I did and some of her regulars commented. So I'm looking at some of the comments that people posted on some of her...uh...randier posts. Guys are dumbasses. Go to any chick's sex blog and look at dudes' comments. Go to Kim's site and click on some of the other blogs on the right. (I'd post direct links but I'm not at a computer where I can explore for such nuggets) Read the comments to the posts...they're embarassing not because they're about sex, but because they're so freakin lame. And almost every one calls the blogger, "babe". As my girlfriends at the mall say: what-ever.

Just by freakin default, I prefer to be around women. Now, you can go through a lot of posts and song lyrics and see that I do have my issues with the opposite sex.

I blame my parents for that.