When Reality and Reality TV Collide
Its not news anymore but yeah, US forces captured a very bedraggled and disheveled and utterly wussified Saddam Hussein without a fight over the weekend. From all accounts he went like a little bitch and Ollie North got it right this morning on the news by calling him a coward. But damn, he's a CIA trained and propped up coward. Or at least he was until he went rogue and started torturing people for fun instead of political gain.

It was a good day when two his children, the truly heinous Uday and Qusay (or however you want to spell their names, they were sick butchers without even the slightest remorse for their crimes so they got to die like the pigs they were). And its a good day now that Saddam is in US custody and I had to laugh when I saw beady eyed Donald Rumsfeld scoffing at the thought of Saddam's torture in US custody. Come on now, Rummy, your boys are gonna beat him with lead filled hoses and sodomize him with fluorescent light tubes, we all know it, we just want in on the action. Or maybe not. And the Bush regime will trot Saddam out for months on end as a sign of Bush's ability to "get things done" in an effort to wake up some misbegotten patriotism in the masses so he can be re-elected for four more years of his embarrassingly overt criminal government.

Anyway, last night was the finale of the Survivor: Pearl Islands. And it came down to Lill, the idiot scout master, Sandra, the loud mouthed Puerto Rican mamasita and Jon, truly one of the most irritating personalities ever to see the little screen. But wait, there was a special guest fourth possible castaway winner and it was none other than Saddam himself, looking like he's been living off the land for the last six weeks, not bathing as he dodged the scrutiny of the US military forces (hey, there's a slogan for the war in Iraq, the US Military and Friends Kicking Ass against Underfed Fanatics with Mommy Complexes and Way Too Many Guns).

Anyway, one of the main reasons for watching was to make sure that the king of the assholes, the scrawny misogynist, John, didn't win anything. The guy was such a freaking prick that I hope I run into him someday just so I can deck him and then kick his face in (which means I should start wearing my steel toed boots more often again, eh?). He drags all other men down with his special brand of hatred and bizarre fixation with himself. He thinks he's a stud, he thinks he's a ladies man but the only woman that would come near him has no self esteem and is a glutton for punishment because that's all he's capable of. I wish I'd snapped a pic of him before the finale because though he never admits it, he is the new face of gay America with that scraggly little mustache and Leif Garrett 'do he's sporting.

So, it was an outside chance that Saddam would win but its not a bad strategy to play the evil dictator in the hopes that someone will want to go into the final two with you because you'd win without a doubt. But alas, it wasn't to be, Saddam was hiding in a hole and mere seconds from a grenade induced end to his angry little life when he was captured by troops who had the PR audacity to tell him that President Bush sends his regards as they took him into custody. I would guess that there was very little strutting about and posturing on Saddam's part as he enjoyed doing before the war began and his whole life went from king to world's bitch in about a week.

Sandra won the million bucks which was cool because Lill is truly a fucking moron who didn't deserve to be in the finale anyway. She was among the weakest of all the contestants, certainly one of the irritating towards the end with her incessant crying, her stone wall stares and stubborn stupidity.

The one more deserving player was Rupert who really did come through the whole thing looking like a truly good guy and like he really had fun out there. He also didn't backstab anyone, didn't lie, didn't cheat, didn't subjugate himself to the mucky levels that pricks like John did.

But it was fun to watch with some friends and now we get to look forward to the Survivor All-stars in February which will include our favorite local hero, Lex, on his triumphant return to the game.

House News
We're keeping our fingers crossed as the final real hurdle in the house buying process should be cleared today as the house undergoes a termite inspection this morning. We'll know this afternoon if we're going to take this house or not and I'm okay with it either way really. It is a good house and it would suit our needs well but its also a ways away from our friends and it means I've got a commute ahead of me for the next few years. And we'll be moving away from the ocean which is a bummer as I've lived within a mile of the ocean for the last five or six years and have grown to really appreciate and love the locality and our friends. But the house is a good deal and it will help us create a more secure future for our growing little family.

In other family news, I found out that my brother has been made a partner at his company which is a very, very big deal and I couldn't be more proud (and secretly hideously jealous of the monster duckets he'll be pulling in) of him. But I don't begrudge him his fortunes in anyway, he has busted his tail for as long as I've known him and his drive to success is paying dividends as he continues his climb up into the higher echelons of the business world. Congrats, brother!