Monthly Archives: January 2004

Sex, drugs, and the Canadian way.

I grew up very near the U.S./Canadian border (on an island in the Detroit River, in fact). I’m sure that contributed to my lifelong interest in “foreign cultures”, and I’d like to think it gives me some insight into Canadian … Continue reading

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It sounded better when I was younger.

I can vaguely remember when radio was cool. Detroit used to be one of the great radio cities of America, in fact. When I was growing up in Michigan, we had everything from unrepentant hard rock stations like WLLZ (the … Continue reading

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Government math: 19+1+1=20

On Monday, an immigration inspector named José Melendez-Perez testified before the 9/11 Commission about blocking Saudi national Mohamed al Kahtani from entering the United States in August 2001 because Khatani didn’t have a good explanation for his visit. Khatani has … Continue reading

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Some days don’t need cartoons.

I very, very seldom complain about people being “politically correct”, because I firmly believe that the average insensitive jerk complaining about political correctness is usually just complaining that someone noticed he’s an insensitive jerk. Yesterday, however, I ran across a … Continue reading

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As I was saying…

I glad I haven’t been using this blog to make predictions about the Iowa Democratic Caucus, because I’d probably look like a real idiot right now. Suffice it to say, I know nothing about the wants and motives of the … Continue reading

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New blog, same as the old blog.

There’s a European hosting company called 1&1 Internet that’s decided to introduce itself to the U.S. market with a big offer: three years of free website hosting. Apparently, there business model is to give away a ton of service, show … Continue reading

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Batman and Robin Meet Barbie!

When I was five, my mother gave me a Barbie doll. I’m pretty sure I was the only little boy on my street who regularly played with one. It’s not as bad as it sounds, really. It’s much, much worse. … Continue reading

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The name is Bauser, Michael Bauser.

My family name is relatively rare in the United States. Growing up, the only other Bausers I knew were blood relatives. Everyplace I’ve ever lived (with my family or by myself), there’s only been one listing for Bauser in the … Continue reading

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