Remember…  I promised. No politics this week.

It was the kind of party that you hope never ends
The lucky party boy surrounded by his friends
And they were all in pointed hats, caught in a rebel birthday shout
And he was at the candles with his mom there to help him out

Barnsley!  [He shouts off stage.]  We’re having a party today.
We’re going to to need vodka, beer and wine.  Pretend the Stones are in town.
And I don’t mean Stonse, I mean The Stones…but it’s better than the Stones.
We’re going to need my collector’s edition coffin of Black Death Vodka.

Yes.  I actually own one of these.  This isn’t just alcohol enthusiast propaganda and vintage photographs.  I wonder if the vodka is still good?  I guess it’s just vodka.  What could go wrong?

Does anyone remember Black Death Vodka?  Many, many moons ago, they paid Slash a pile of money to be their spokesperson and then they disappeared.

There was even a rumor that they were being sued by a rights group (or somebody) claiming that the name and logo was insensitive to victims of the bubonic plague.

Seriously?  Wasn’t that in the 1300’s?  Who could possibly care 700 years later? 

“Hey man…  Are you talking about my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, grand mamma?  I’ma kick yo ass.”

Besides, did they have top hats back then?  Maybe we’re celebrating our heritage?  Like…  My ancestors came from Europe and yet I’m here.  My family survived Black Death …and now we drink it ….for breakfast. 

Anyway, I believe the company went out of business  …but I think it’s time for a comeback.  Everything from the 80’s is making a comeback.  Let’s face, things from the 80’s are now truly part of the classics.  And not just because you’ll find the music on VH1 Classics, as sad as that is, on its own.  Let’s face it, if you meet a hot chick these days, and she tells you that she’s into the classics, she’s probably including Bach, Beethoven, The Pet Shop Boys, etc.

But none of this has anything to do with, well… anything.
For a while now, I’ve been wanting to discuss The Relativity of Money.
I really thought today would be the day.  Problem is, I keep getting side-tracked.

Barnsley!  I’m going to need a little club soda and a splash of cranberry for my Black Death.
Barnsley?   [Looks around.]

Each time I start writing about The Relativity of Money, I get off on these tangents that go every which way and it ends up being a rant with absolutely no point…  You’re probably thinking that everything I write followsw this pattern, so why should this be any different.  Touche’.

So maybe, I’ll just ramble on a little bit and call it Part I.  Some day, I’ll ramble on some more and call it Part II, and so on, and so on… maybe. We’ll see.

Elvira: “Can’t you stop talking about money? It’s boring, Tony.”
Tony: “Where is this coming from, man? Boring? What’s boring?”
Elvira: “You’re boring.”
Tony: “Oh.”

Before we hit it, however, we need to bring out this week’s musical guest.  The man, the legend, Saul Hudson, himself – Slash with Myles Kennedy on vocals on this awesome acoustic rendition of Sweet Child O’ Mine

So, chug the last of your pink vodka drink.  Go get yourself a beer.
I recommend a frosty cold Stella…

…and just pay attention to Slash’s guitar work, particularly during the 4th minute of the song. You gotta love this guy…

Just last month, Slash and wife, Perla, celebrated 10 years of marriage by traveling to Spain and renewing their vows with the help of their two Slashettes, sons, London Emilio and Cash Anthony.  London gave away trhe bride and Cash was the best man. Here’s the happy family now…

Do we still have to talk about money?
I don’t think so.  That’ll wait until (at least) next time.  ‘Cause, guess what?
I met a celebrity yesterday.  An even a bigger celebrity than myself.
I know.  Not very difficult to accomplish…

But hey, being the “righteous dude” that I am, I got to attend a private dinner at the Clearwater Marine Aquarium last night and I got to meet Winter…

Winter is the dolphin, turned movie star, who lost its tail and will now get to tell it’s Hollywood version tail tale in the movie Dolphin Tale, which opens today at a theatre near you, starring Morgan Freeman and Ashley Judd…

Oh, by the way, Ash…  Winter said to say, “hi”…  Call me. We’ll do lunch.   😉

Obviously, with all these dolphins and Judds around. I can’t concentrate.
So…go see the movie, take your kids, take your wife.  (That should be a song.)  I have a feeling the Clearwater Marine Aquarium is going to make a few dollars along the way.

That doesn’t constitute talking about money, does it?

You see, the problem is that any conversation that we have about money could easily start now and years after the Earth has slammed into The Sun, we’d still be discussing with no end in sight. I definitely don’t have that kind of brain power today.  So, I apologize for bring it up, once again, without following through.  I know.  I’m such a tease.  But I’ll leave you with this and we’ll pick up on it next time…  ready?

“Is $3000 a lot of money?”

Talk among yourselves.  🙂

Me?  I’m out of time.  Gotta run.
I have a long way to go and a short time to get there. 

Until next time, my friends.

 – Arch

It’s not you, it’s me…

September 16, 2011

Yeah…  Uh…  Hi, uh… 
(Girlfriend) <Insert Name Here>?
I think we need to talk.  It’s not your fault…
Please don’t get upset, second guessing everything I’ve said and done.
I never meant to hurt no one.  (…and sorry about the bad English).
You know, the only way your heart will mend is when you learn to love again.
It doesn’t make sense right now, but I’m still your friend.

Yep. You may have guessed it by now.  This week’s musical guest is Robyn.
If you hadn’t guessed then, maybe, you haven’t heard her yet.  Get with it.

Although I mostly love artist who never have a top 40 hit, I’ve been pretty good at picking hit-makers in the past.  I picked Smashing Pumpkins, back before anyone had heard of them.  First time I heard Bill Clinton speak, I knew he was going to be president. There are others. Anyway, if you haven’t seen Robyn yet, trust me, before long, she’ll be a household name.   Check it out… Great song, great video and it appears to have been done all in one take. 

Here’s Robyn in…  Call Your Girlfriend

I love her.  I want one.  Everyone should have one…

She’s like Pink and Cindy Lauper all wrapped into one morsel.  And, obviously, she raided Captain Sensible’s 80’s wardrobe.  Wot?  I’m totally diggin’ the crazy pants and furry top.

Here she is a few years back, with longer hair…

Oh, so NOW you think she’s hot.  Well, she is, PLUS she’s Sweedish and female.  There are only about 4,600,000 Sweedish females on Earth, out of a total population of about 6.4 billion.  So, “her people” make up (only) about .07% of the population.  How lucky are we to have one, right here, dancing around on our ‘puter screen?
(Don’t answer that: Rhetorical Quuestion.)

“Call your girlfriend…”
This is the down-side.  Now I have that song stuck in my head.

And, here’s a double-dog dare…
Watch the video three times, then try to walk down the hallway.
You can’t do it without trying to recreate some of her dance moves, can you?  I know.

Enough Pleasantries

You know, it would be really easy to pick some cliché wording like, “I’m mad as hell”  …but I’m not going to do it, whether I am or not.  Instead, I pose the question to any and all of my readers.  What are we going to do?

After careful thought, I have decided that BO’s American Jobs Act, although filled with hope, conviction and even some fresh and potentially new ideas, if passed, will be nothing more than a band-aid on a patient that is severely hemorrhaging.

As expected, we didn’t get what we really needed, which was someone at the top, recognizing that the things that drive jobs, the housing market and, subsequently, the economy are deeply broken and need to be repaired or replaced at the core. 

But I will not just blame El Presidente, both parties share responsibility for getting us to the state we’re in and both parties should be blamed for the stagnant response to correcting the problems …and I think it all boils down to, almost every member of congress, being more interested in getting re-elected than in fixing America.

We doing nothing about repatriating money.  There’s a half-trillion dollars of profits that American companies have made abroad that they keep abroad because it’s too expensive to bring it back here.  So American companies are held back from growing, creating job, and bring money back into our country.

Bank lending is down over a trillion dollars (over the past three years).  Small businesses can’t get loans, the average Amrican trying to buy a home can hardly get a loan, and the big banks are all making safe money with government protected, goverment loans.  They don’t need us.

And finally, we need to reform our trade laws and trade policies to keep American money in America. Let’s start demanding trade equality with every country we do business with.  If they are not within a certain, acceptable window of  “trade parity”, let’s start taxing the hell of them…  just like other countries do to us, which is why so many countries import very little from us and why we have a half-trillion dollar annual trade deficit.

So, I ask again, what are we going to do?
It’s our problem.  We The people need to fix it.

I am, actually, “mad as hell”  that we haven’t heard from this guy…

Gary Johnson, Governor of New Mexico
If you don’t read anythign else read: The New Hampshire Path

He hasn’t been invited to any of the republican debates.  Supposedly because he doesn’t have enough support behind him.  I think they’re afraid that he’ll get too support behind him.  They’re probably still trying to figure out how he snuck in the governor’s seat in New Mexico.

Gary is a member of the republican party but doesn’t necessarily follow mindlessly down the party platform.  For the most part, like me, he believes government should stay out of your life when it comes to things like, who you marry and whether or not you decide to have an abortion.  As a business person, he gets that only the private sector has the power to create real, long-term jobs and not the government.  He also believes in government transparency, although not to the lunatic level. 

This is a guy who gets what’s going on and would, most liklely, step up, come clean and take a stab at fixing things.  That’s why he’ll probably never get a real shot at it.  None of the people who back political campaigns today would want a guy like this to win. 

So, what are we going to do?
Anyone…  Anyone…  Buehler?

Connect with me. Give me your thoughts…

           

In the meantime, I will be finding myself a little Diamana Liquer…

Many Mexicans from BCS will tell you that this is what margaritas were first made with.  Not tequila. They also say it was not named after Margarita Henkel and not invented at  Hussong’s Cantina in Ensenada in the 1940s.  They say it was invented in Baja Sur and named after the drink’s creator, the wife of a local bar owner.  I don’t know if I care.  I’ve been to Hussong’s.  I love that place.  I’m sticking to that story.

I also don’t know why the bottle is in the shape of an overweight female.
(Can any one appreciate how difficult it was for me not to say, “fat chick”..?)

Maybe we can do some research and find out if Ms. Henkel was… uh… plump?

Perhaps it’s some sort of a guage for when you’ve had too much diamana.  You see, the diamana herb is an aphrodisiac.  According to my friends in Mexico, it’s better than any blue pill that you can find.  Of course, when asked, they’d never had said blue pill and therefore couldn’t really compare.  It’s all “diamana propaganda”.    So, maybe the idea is that, if you have too much diamana, and you start getting overly “randy, baby”… you look at the bottle and if , suddenly, she’s looking pretty good, you know you’ve had too much diamana.

Discuss among yourselves…

Well… that’s all the time we have today.
Although, definitely NOT all that we have to talk about.

But here’s a promise.  Next week…  No talk of politics.
Next week we’re going to tackle a different set of challenges.
And I’m really looking forward to our musical guest.  It’s going to be a big show.

Hope to hear from you, my kiddies.

Love ya

 – Arch

Pass it, right away…

September 9, 2011

Aiyo, I wanna dedicate this song right here to Oren Ishii.
Half Chinese, Half Japane-see,
Half American and yo – oh, what a species.
A feminine perfection…
She got the sinister cat eyes and little freckles on her complexion.
Cheaper than Yakuza, but she’s wicked like Medusa,
and she got Crazy 88 killers that’ll slice right through ya

I always wondered how to spell “aiyo”…

When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed

Well… That’s probably not true.
I don’t have anything to say today but that’s not going to stop me.

We should talk about television.  I can’t watch more than about three hours of television in any given week.  Doing so usually makes my head spin completely around, like Linda Blair in the Exorcist, and Prestone comes shooting out of my ears, nose and throat.  Then I need to find an ENT specialist, a Catholic priest and a radiator mechanic to fix everything and, trust me,  Blue Cross & Blue Shield doesn’t cover this.  But boy was this a big week for television…

First of all, I killed 50% of my weekly allotment with the hour-and-a-half season opener of the FX original series, Son of Anarchy.  It’s one of only three televison shows that I actually look forward to each season.  As usual, it did not disappoint.

Then there was this Katie Kouric interview with Sarah Jessica Parker? 

What? 

I did spell it Kouric with a “c”.

A “c” at the begining?  Like “Couric”..?  Really?

Hmmm…  Next thing you know, you’ll tell me I misspelled Kobain.

OK, so…  Katie Couric.  Sounds like she’s got a new gig on ABC and she was interviewing Sarah Jessica Parker on Nightline. Nightline?  Seriously, who cares?  I mean sure, Katie is a decent journalist, kinda cute, kinda sexy, and she can bust a move…

But I don’t get everyone’s fascination with Parker.  I just don’t.  Not even a little bit…

I guess Jessica forgot to evacuate NYC when the big storm came.  E’nuff said.

Then, on Wednesday night, there was the GOP’s Ronald Reagan Presidential Foundation slugfest (debate), at the Reagan Presidential Library, at (Ronald Reagan’s Presidential) Simi Valley.  Was it really only an hour and forty-five minutes?  I felt myself getting older during that show.  But here’s what I’ve determined for “my book”…

  1. Ron Paul is out.
  2. Rick Santorum is out.
  3. Michele Bachmann is out.
  4. It’s too bad that Herman Cain doesn’t have a real chance.
  5. It’s too bad that Jon Huntsman, Jr. doesn’t have a real chance.
  6. I didn’t like Rick Perry.  Yes, he stood his ground, but seemed to get easily tripped up. He came off a bit wishy-washy on a number of issues and on his facts. Quite honestly, between his Texas accent and the funny faces he was making, he reminded me way too much Dub-ya.  Next!
  7.  Newt Gingrich was spectacular.  He was knowledgeable, crystal clear, stayed on point and refused to play the media games.  I really hadn’t taken him for a serious contender until now.
  8. Mitt Romney is no Newt Gingrich but he was still a cut above the others. Perhaps others saw what I saw and he’ll be back in the game.

You want a GOP ticket, here it is…  Romney – Gingrich.  Announce it now.  Get all these other Yo-Yo’s to endorse it  and either start campaigning for you or get the hell out of the way.

Turds Day?
Then…  Thursday rolled around. Does this week ever end?
Well, while waiting for BHO II to unveil his brilliant plan for creating jobs – just short of four years – I had plenty of time to locate a musical guest for this week’s show.

This week, I’m going with an old favorite.  You know, I liked most of Dar William’s stuff until the album, My Better Self (released in 2005).  For some reason, that one just didn’t click with me.  Maybe I need to give it another chance.  Nevertheless, I just reconnected with her and gave a listen to Promised Land (released in 2008).  I like it. So from that album, here’s It’s Alright…

I guess it’s alright…?

Next, we should find a tasty beverage believed to improve digestion. Some people believe most alcoholic beverages improve your digestion.  I wonder if that’s true?  Like my dad would say…  “Ih no mattah.” 

Translation = It doesn’t matter. 

The important thing is that we’ll need something to help wash down this plan. I’m going to recommend a bottle of the 2008 Purple Pachyderm, Russian River Valley Pinot Noir from Claypool Cellars

Now, I know what you’re thinking.  Claypool?  Any relationship to Leslie Edward “Les” Claypool, the lead vocalist, bassist, and brainchild behind Primus, who was supposedly not given a job as Metallica‘s bassist because he was too good?

Yup.  This is Les Claypool’s winery.

Hopefully by now, you’re on the website and ordering a bottle instead of reading this…

Along came Lou with the old baboon and said “Recognize that smell?”
“Smells like seven layers…That beaver eats Taco Bell.”

Look…  If you can drink Marilyn Manson’s Absinthe, you should have no trouble with Les Claypool’s Pinot.  I bet it’s great.  I’m gettin’ me a bottle ASAP. If he can make wine like he slaps that bass, it’s gotta be good.  And hey…  It’s not like I’m suggesting that you have this…

That’s an actual flavor of Ben & Jerry’s Ice Cream that was just recently released.  In time, of course, for the September 24th season opener of Saturday Night Live, hosted by Alec Baldwin.  In 1998, Balwin did a classic skit on SNL where he played Pete Schweddy, a man who brings his “Schweddy Balls” dessert to Delicious Dish, a parody of an NPR show.  Ben and Jerry are only making their Shweddy Balls available for a limited time, so don’t walk to your favorite ice cream vendor… Run… and you’ll have Schweddy Balls too.

Barry’s Big Plan
Well, Thursday finally arrived and BMiW (Big Man in Washington) took to the stage and started talking at 7:10pm for a whopping 32 minutes.  He says he has a plan and he says that he knows how to pay for it, and he wants congress to “pass it…right away”.  I agree that the American people can’t wait another 14th months.  The country’s leadership needs to be leading…today.   

Supposedly, this plan will put piles of people back to work: construction workers, educators and more.  He said he wants to facilitate international competition so that we can start exporting more products bearing the three words, “Made in America” – brilliant.  And he says that he can do all of this without digging the country deeper into its hole of debt. 

I was surprised that he didn’t say a word about keeping American money here at home and reducing our dependency on foreign goods, foreign labor, and foreign energy sources (like fuel).  After all, if you are going to say most of the right things, why not go for broke?

Unfortunately, the current plan doesn’t address the short-comings of the past.  For example:  Today he wants to give businesses tax incentives to hire and to give raises.  So, let me understand that…  As a business person, I should invest my money in expanding and growing, and in exchange you’re going to give me tax breaks.  OK.  What happened to the last four years of saying that he was going to make money available for small businesses to grow?  Suddenly, I need to grow using my own money.  OK…  I’ll tell you what.  I’ll take it.  I’ve grown accustomed to little help from Washington.  I’m OK with that.

Also, every time that I hear how many people will be put to work with “infrastructure” investments, I do the math….and my numbers never jive with that of the, so called, “job creators”.  Either that or I am under-estimating the number of people willing to work for less than $25K per year.  Tell you what…  I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt.  I’m over it. Wagons ho…

So, what do we do congress?  Well, I’m going to say PASS IT, RIGHT AWAY. The last thing that we need in Washington today is another Republican vs. Democrats pissing match like the one we had over raising the debt ceiling.  Plus, if you don’t pass this, President BO is going to point at you and say, “I had a plan – they refused to pass it”.  Then we’ll never know. 

On the other hand, if the plan works – or even if it only works a little bit, Americans (or some Americans) will appreciate it.  If the plan bombs miserably, well… there’s an election coming up in 14 months. We’ll switch bus drivers then.  Wham-‘Bama Lama has rolled the dice.  The ball is in our court congressmen (and congress-women). 

Let’s pass it.  Right away!  Let’s give O-spot every opportunity for his plan to work.  What’s the worst thing that could happen…  we spend a lot of money, we go deeper in the hole, and still the economy stinks?  Bring it on.  Let’s pass it… Right away!

Well, that’s it for today my chickie-dees.
I wish you all a very terrorist-free September 11th weekend.
See ya soon, see ya lay-tah..

– Arch

Zombie, Ninja, Glam, Punk…

September 2, 2011

Don’t forget to call my lawyers
with ridiculous demands
You can take the pity so far
but it’s more than I can stand
‘Cause this couchtrip’s getting older
tell me how long has it been?
‘Cause 5 years is forever
and you haven’t grown up yet

What? 
Sounds like a personal problem.  Buah, ha, ha, ha…

Remember that?  I had a friend who, whenever he didn’t have a good comeback or just didn’t know what to say about something, he’d say, “sounds like a personal problem”.  What did that mean exactly?

[Archie:] “Yo momma so fat, she sits around the house, all the way around the house…”
[Roger:] “Oh yeah, well yo momma yoogly”.  (This means she’s too ugly for the word ugly.)
[Archie:] “Oh yeah, but yo momma is President of the Yoogly Club.”
[Roger:] “Sounds like a personal problem.”
[Archie:] “What?”
[Roger:] “Sounds like a personal problem.”
[Archie:] “Yeah, your personal problem.”
[Roger:] “That sounds like a personal problem too.”
[Archie:] “What???”

Hurry Cane Eye Reen
I must say that I was a bit worried about Long Island but it looks like the big hit was Vermont, where the storm caused the worst flooding in almost 100 years. What a mess.  I hope all my peeps out there are safe. 

Also, I’d really like to thank the Bush administration for the poor response back in the Hurricane Katrina days.  Thanks to you, everyone was “over the top” prepared for Irene so now, Kanye and I won’t have to go on television with Mike Myers and announce that Obama Wan Kenobe doesn’t care about white people.

Obama Wan Kenobe

Speaking of Obama Wan, I can’t wait for him to unveil his big plan to create jobs and enable businesses to hire people.  He’s only been talking about making capital available to small businesses since his election campaign, so that can’t be it… or was he purposely keeping the plan a secret until re-election time,  in hopes of boosting an otherwise miserable approval rating?  My guess is there is no plan.

My guess is that, unless he uses some kind of a Jedi mind trick on us, we are going to hear sketchy details on a plan that will never work.  Whatever his plan is, it won’t work because he won’t do the things that actually need doing.  You see, to put money in the hands of every American, you have to take it out of the hands of the people who fund re-election campaigns.

And the other challenge is…  How do we stimulate the economy, without spending a lot of money that we don’t have?  Glad it’s not really my job to figure that one out…but here are a few ideas.  1. The banking system in this country is totally broken and corrupt.  They aren’t lending money to anyone, because they don’t have to.  After making a killing on you and me, they got bailed out and got their bad mortgage dollars back, while the average person lost thousands and wrecked their credit.  Now the big banks are making safe dollars with little risk and without lending a dime. So they will never assist in the economic recovery.  It’s up to you, Señor Presidente.  Create a wholesale national money pool (I’m trying not to say “bank”) and make money available at no more than 2% (1% for the lending bank and let’s put the other 1% toward reducing the deficit).  Make this money easily available to businesses who want to grow, expand and create jobs.

2. Give up some payroll tax dollars.  Maybe we need a tax holiday for six months or a year?  This would have to be for both the employee (so the employee has more more to spend) and for the employer ( so that the employer has an incentive to make some new hires).   Sure, this might cost a half-trillion dollars but…  Really?  These days?  What’s a half-trillion dollars among friends?  Don’t forget, we have an entire economy to recharge.  This is just like running a business…  If done properly, investing in the future will usually make you a lot more money than cutting expenses ever will.

I can just picture President Obama looking at me and thinking…
“Sounds like a personal problem.”  Oh, yes.  It is.

Brave?
This week I’m really deviating from my usual stuff for the musical guest.
Here’s Tony winner, actress, singer, songwriter, Idina Menzel…

Sorry. The video can’t be embedded.
…and you probably had to watch a commercial.
Remember when YouTube was commercial free – before Google?

OK, so here’s the deal.  I’ve watched that video about 100 times.  I’m convinced that if she keeps unraveling all of that material, sooner or later, she’s going to have to end up naked.  I’d hate to miss that.  But, no!!!  She unwraps her dress for the entire video but THEN, just when you’re thinking that you are at least due the edge of a strapless bra or maybe a gratuitous show of leg, after enduring this for 3 minutes and 55 seconds, THEN you find out that she’s wearing jeans under the dress.  Who directed this?  I thought this was going to be part of that series, “Girls From Syosset Gone (Slightly) Wild”.

OK. I’m going to watch it one more time.  Just in case.

Speaking of chicks from New York
You know the best part of the over the top, Gulf War style coverage of Hurricane Irene?

Chris Jansing

Well, I was flipping through the channels, wandered upon MSNBC and there was Chris Jansing.  How cute is she?  Here’s the best part…  Apparently, she’s older than I am!  So “cute” is probably not the right word…  but, for once, I can’t get accused of only appreciating the “young chickies”.  Yeay!

Now, here’s the unfortunate part.  If only I had discovered Chris last month, I could have looked for her during my private tour of 30 Rock.  I was just there.  Look, here’s me at Brian William’s desk…

Where's Brian?

 And here’s me, on the set of Saturday Night Live…

Archie on the set of SNL

 
Those aren’t Photoshop, by the way. I was actually just there.
If I was going to Photoshop anything, I’d do something like 
Me as a remote guest on Chris’ show…
 

Archie on MSNBC

 
(Yep, she laughs at all my jokes.)
 
or maybe, Chris on my show…
 

Jansing on ArchieKobain.com

 
Cool.  Now I’ll probably get sued by NBC, which is, of course, my plan for fame and notariety.   …and saying that is my plan for having them not sue me.  Now I just need a plan so that my new girlfriend… oh, I mean… Chris… doesn’t think I’m a stalker.  Although, I have a feeling it might be a little late for that.

Call me.  I’m always good for cocktails and/or dinner at WD-50
Of course, we may need to leverage our celebrity status to get a table.  (Hopefully her celebrity status works better than mine.  I almost couldn’t get a table at Dos Caminos.)

Drink of The Day
So, you’re probably wondering what to drink while you’re sitting around waiting for your new TV-stalker celebrity girlfriend and/or boyfriend to call you, aren’t you?  I know I am.  So I sent Barnsley, my trusty man servant, out on a search for a bevarage worthy of exactly such an occassion and instead he returned with… (drum roll)…  Mansinthe.

Yep.  That would be Absinthe that is, somehow, made by Marilyn Manson.
I couldn’t possibly make this stuff up.  It’s almost as if the show writes itself sometimes.

Well, I would go into details on how to drink Absinthe.  It’s history of being banned in various countries, including the US, and how it’s slowly making a comeback but…just thinking about Absinthe and Marilyn Manson at the same time is giving me a headache right here. 
No, no…  A little more to the right.  Yeah… right there.

So that’s it for today, my children.  You are on your own.
Type it into GoogaBing and see what you get.
Note: Don’t drink it straight. It ain’t tequila.

Love yoos guys

– Arch

You’ve read about me in the papers
You’ve seen me on the movie screen
You know everything there is to know about me
I’m your late night fantasy

But don’t think I can’t hear you calling
From the shadow of the 14th row
Cause I’ve had the same dreams you’ve had
Just a few short years ago…

You know, I’ve been talking a lot of politics lately.
I think this week, we need a break. You know what we need?
Some of my pointless banter.  Let’s see how that goes, shall we?

I saved Florida…
Wow!  What a busy week.  Let’s recap…
Earlier this week, I had plans to go sailing off the coast of New Port Richey.

Ever wonder what happened to Old Port Richey?

But I cancelled those plans on Monday and instead, I purchased every electric fan at every Target and Wal-mart store in Florida.  Went to The Home Depot, got lots of extension cords and power strips.  I lined South Florida’s beaches with electric fans (pointed East), plugged them all in and turned Hurricane Irene’s path right into the Bahamas.  Thank you…  Thank you very much.

My apologies to the people in NYC and beyond.  Be safe.

This is probably a good place to introduce this week’s musical guest…
25 year old, Brittish Pop Star, Ellie Goulding.

Apparently, Ellie was asked to perform at the royal wedding.  Really?  Is she that good?  …or just that popular?  …or just that well liked by the Brits?  I’m still not sure if I like her stuff.  I mean, I get that she’s pop, and not my usual folksie female singer, but she’s also no Britney or Lady Gaga… which, I guess, is also OK. Not everyone can be Lady Gaga. 

Although, wouldn’t that be cool…  if everyone was Lady Gaga?
No?  Maybe just for a day?  Why are you looking at me like that?

Uh…  So…  Ellie, what do we think…  Do we like her? 
I thought the video was cool but I don’t think she’ll make my playlist?
Send me your thoughts and opinions.

Tuesday: A Third Rail Evening…
So, after saving Florida on Monday, I had a few F-POPs gathering on Tuesday and, I have to admit, although I frequently mention alcoholic beverages, I actually drink very little.  The reality is that, I can’t afford it.  I can’t afford the calories.

And then he said, “oh… I’ve got drinkin’ money”.

Well, I went all out on Tuesday night. The evening started with a little innocuous sipping of Patron’s XO Coffee Liquer, but it soon escalated into a plethora of Irish Car Bombs (featuring Left Hand’s Milk Stout) and a myriad of amber colored samples of the world’s third most popular drink (after water and tea).

Of course, Stonesy was in town and I had invited a newcomer to the F-PoP community, who I hereby dub, “Napster”.  I knew these two guys would get along but it was ridiculous.  I swear, I left them alone for no more than about 5 minutes.  When I returned, there were shot glasses everywhere and they were planning a trip to Guadalajara.  Yep…  I’m getting pretty good at picking friends.

Now, one of the keys to a great evening out is to be at peace with the party Gods.  If you question their authority, you’ll end up in a bar fight, kneeling down before the porcelain throne, or (worst case) in or near a vehicle with flashing lights.  On the other hand, if you’re on good terms with the party Gods (and have been spending at least 15% of your annual salary at Total Wine), you’ll have a great evening, be delivered home safely, and meet some cool people along the way. Speaking of cool people along the way…

Although I do have a tendency to befriend bartenders, I usually try to leave other people in the service industry alone.  Let’s face it, 99 times out of 100, a waitress just wants you to throw some culinary artwork down your throat, leave a generous show of appreciation for her services, and then get the hell out.  So, an honorable mention must go out to Molly.

Bad BlackBerry photo of Molly & Archie

We’d been drinking, you were great.  I hope, in some way, we brightened up an otherwise dull Tuesday evening “at the office”.  I also hope that whoever paid the bill left you a…
[Thinks to himself:  I hope someone paid the bill.]

So, uh…anyway.  Thanks for taking care of us and brining us the essential elements (food, water & beer) during our time of need.  Oh and, by the way, I’ll be back to your place of business in a few weeks with my friend, Lynda.  Don’t worry..no need to go looking for a new job. I promise to keep the beverage consumption down to just a few Yuenglings.

Opportunities…
So then Wednesday rolls around.  I’m thinking it’s just going to be another, slightly hungover, hump day but then the two jobs that I’ve always wanted, but are seldom open, BOTH become available on the same day.

Yep.  Steve Jobs has resigned as the dictating ruler of Apple Computers and Muammar Gaddafi has been toppled as the CEO of Libya.  Both on the same day!  I know.  Now what do I do?  Needless to say, the recruiters have been calling me all day.

I wonder if I could get good cell service from Sprint in Libya?  So far it hasn’t happened in the US or in Mexico.  This alone could be worth the gig.

Does it ever end…
On Thursday, I heard that Dick Cheney had released his new book, “In My Time”, from an undisclosed location.  Although I’m sure it would be an interesting read, there are plenty of things that I disagree with the former Vice President on, so…  Instead of buying the paperback or downloading some kind of an electronic version, which would surely elevate my blood pressure immediately upon opening, I’m going to wait for the Hard Cover Duraflame version so that I can contribute to Mr. Cheney’s success as a writer but still put the book directly into my backyard fire pit and roast some marshmellows.

Finally, if you’re like me…  You know, always looking for the silver lining in things…  And you’re wondering what good could come from a giant hurricane that could flood New York City…  Maybe we can drown some of these giant 3-foot-long rats that they are finding in Brooklyn?

http://gothamist.com/2011/08/25/brooklyn_man_stabs_giant_rat_with_p.php

Yikes!  Hey, maybe the rain will get them to the surface?  Then we can get Dick Cheney to go hunt them with us.  Let’s just try not to get shot. 

Well, damn it!  I guess that’s it for today. I can’t believe it’s only Friday.

Oh…  There were also a lot of birthdays this week.
I hope you all had happy ones and are enjoying every day to the fullest.

Again, to my friends from New York through Massachusettes, be safe.
If you need anything before, during or after the storm – call me.

I have resources… 😉

Cheers

– Arch

Hello My Peeps…
People who read my stuff even when I go off on misguided rants.
Yes. It must be you…because… Here you are. 
I guess everyone has to be somewhere? 

So, last week, I said that someone had asked how I could possibly be pro-choice and yet be “OK” with gay marriage.  Of course, I went off on a rant about how those things aren’t related, other than maybe through religious beliefs, and religion is supposed to stay out of lawmaking.  Well, I stand by my rant and everything I said at the time.  However, a few days after posting it, I woke up, somewhere in Atlantic Ocean, near Martha’s Vineyard, and realized that, most pro-choice people ARE OK with gay marriage.  The same religious goofballs who want to pass anti-abortion laws, want to define marriage exclusively as the legal union between a man and a woman.  So, WTF dude?  In the words of Ozzy, “Sharon… I’m so confused.”

Doesn’t matter.  I stick by my thoughts on personal freedom.
Your results may vary!

And that brings us to this week’s musical guest.  In exchange for Christina Perri, one of my F-POPs put me onto Michelle Featherstone earlier this week.  She’s got some good stuff.

I really liked this song…

Lawyers, Guns & Money
No it’s not Warren Zevon… unfortunately, he’s passed.  Warren Buffett, on the other hand, is alive and well and pulled a clever publicity stunt this week by writing an op-ed article in the New York Times saying that he and his super-rich friends should be paying a lot more taxes.

Well, I’m not sure what is stopping Mr. Buffett from contributing more.  I’m thinking that if you can get yourself published in the New York Times, you should also be able to find this link…

http://www.fms.treas.gov/faq/moretopics_gifts.html

But even better is this CNN article from two years ago…

http://money.cnn.com/2009/11/11/news/economy/national_debt/

That’s right. Our government has a special account where YOU can make tax deductable contributions to help pay down the national debt.  So why doesn’t WB just write a big check?

The reality is that the idea of levying big taxes on the super-rich is a very popular idea.  After all, most people aren’t super-rich.  The non-super-rich totally outweigh the super-rich. We can totally kick the super-rich’s collective asses.  I mean… the average person doesn’t understand what it’s like to make $1M per year and can’t even begin to imagine making over $10M per year.  So, naturally, we would want to painfully tax those lucky bastards, right?

But remember if you make $100K and paid 15% in taxes, you’d have to pay $15,000 but a person making $1M would have to pay $150,000 at the same 15% rate.  Well, last I checked, 150 was a lot more than 15, so… the rich ARE paying more already.  $150K is a lot of cheese.  And yes, they also have a lot more left over than you do…but that’s just the way the cookie crumbles, as they say. 

Now granted…  If you carefully read Mr. Buffett’s article, and were to follow his suggestions, we might generate an extra $35 billion dollars in taxes each year or $350 billion over 10 years.  Hey, every little bit helps, but it is important to point out that this is a drop in the bucket.  It’s OK to do but it’s not the basis for bringing down our nation’s debt.  We need to do a lot more.

At the end of the day, this was a publicity stunt.  The republicans have been getting a lot of press lately as they’ve been traveling around bashing the way thing are currently being done in Washington and this was nothing but a clever way to give Obama something to point at and say, “see…even the really welathy people think we should tax them more”. 

Yeah…whatever.  It’s a drop in the bucket.  I’m not drinking the cool-aid. 

You wanna tax the mega-wealthy go ahead. But take a lesson from basic supply & demand economics…  High demand can cause prices to rise but lowering prices can create a higher demand.  My point is that you can make a lot more by getting a little bit from everyone than from trying to get huge dollars from the few.  Of course, no one wants higher taxes (not even Warren).  So what do we do?

The answer is to put money to work. In business, lowering expenses is always good but you can only lower them so much. The bigger payoff comes from investing in the right resources and bringing in more revenue, while keeping expenses under control.  This is the same thing.  Instead of taxing everyone more, let’s see how we can put more money in everyone’s paycheck. Then, percentage-wise, they will automatically generate more tax dollars…and everyone will be happy.

I realize it isn’t easy to be POTUS.  I respect the office, even when I don’t agree with his politics.  But we need a strong leader, not a politician.  We need someone who will put politics aside and do what’s right. 

“Make it so, Number One”  – Jean Luc Picard

In the meantime, listen to this guy, I think he nailed it.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/44080879
Sorry…if you have to watch an advertisement first.

Other than that, I’m done for the day.
My apologies if I seem rushed…but I’m rushed.
I can sense a glass of Santo Tomas Sauvignon Blanc from Ensenada, BC is somewhere in my future.  One of my favorite white wines, from one of my favorite places on Earth.

 .

 I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain
And watched my bad habits get flushed away

 .

Wait…  Who said anything about pouring booze down the drain?
I’m sure she didn’t mean to include my Sauvignon Blanc in that.

“Barnsley…  Where’s the Santo Tomas?”

[No answer.]

Alrighty then,  I have to go look for Barnsley and my wine.
Remember, keep up the fight…

And by the way, I never check my email, but you can try to contact me at:

Archie.Kobain@gmail.com

You should also like my Facebook Page at:

 http://www.facebook.com/pages/Archie-Kobain/106676292751097
I’m working on a shorter URL – freakin’ Facebook.

Gotta Run.
Love yous

– Arch

Before moving on to this week’s topic, “Connections”.

I wanted to take a moment and address one comment that was recently sent my way.  I was told that, based on my political commentary of last week, it was difficult to place me. Someone asked how I could possibly be pro-choice and yet be “OK” with gay marriage.

Your ignorance astonishes me. Seriously… Have you stopped to think about this?  Those two aren’t even related.  One has absolutely nothing to do with the other.  It’s like asking, how could you like Pizza and yet be OK with having a cheeseburger (now and then).  The only way those topics are related is through either religion or through political association.  Well…  1) Aren’t we supposed to keep religion out of our lawmaking.  That’s what supports Freedom of Religion and makes our laws mostly acceptable to most religions.  2) I refuse to let the political party system affect the way I think.

“I’m an athiest. I swear to God.”
You see, I am for personal freedom.  That’s what this country was supposed to be all about. That’s why people came from Europe to the New World, to get away from dictatorships and live in a place where “We the People” ruled.  I will always support your personal freedom, as long as it doesn’t interfere with my personal freedom (or that of others).  You want to have an abortion?  Go for it.  You want to get married?  Why do I care?  Enuff said.

By the way, I’m not really an athiest. In general, believe in intelligent design.  But my religion is mine.  My religion doesn’t dictate that I should save others or get anyone else to see things my way…and it doesn’t skew my views on how we should be running our country.

Now, I’m done talking politics.
Although not before revealing my new thing…

OK, let’s get to this week’s topic: Connections

This week I’d like to raise a virtual glass to all the great connections that I’ve made in my life.  Although I have been blessed by many connections, I realize that true connections are rare.  Every once in a while, someone unexpectedly enters your life and you just seem to connect with them?  These are usually far and few between.  They just sort of happen.  Some of these connections last forvever.  Others, unfortunately, have a limited lifetime. 

Sometimes you connect with an artist through their music, someone you’ve never met before but that connection is still there.  I just recently connected to this artist, Christina Perri.  At first, I wasn’t sure if I liked her voice. Now I can’t stop listening to it, particularly this song…


Note: I think this song is better if you don’t watch the video.

In college, I made a great connection named Dana.  She was awesome, although tremendously quirky.  Dana loved tools, like wood working tools or mechanics tools.  Her sheets and pillow covers had to be satin.  Dana never attended weddings because too often they would take place in a church.  She didn’t like churches.  I once asked Dana if she was a witch.  She responded with, “why… are you a warlock?”

Dana planned to not marry.  In fact, when we last discussed it, she had planned to not have sex.  Her theory was that people should not get overly involved with each other… emotionally or physically.  She said that if you let a person take your mind, then they would take your body, and then your life.  She became very serious when she talked about these things.  Ironically, some time after telling me this, Dana settled down with a permanent boyfriend. Soon after, they married. Soon after, Dana passed away.

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman I had ever seen

Did I mention that Dana was a huge AC/DC fan?

Then there are my Amigos.  How long have we known each other?  It seems like just the other day, we decided that every two years we were going to get together for an Amigos trip.  And, even if every Amigo didn’t always make it, we’ve managed to keep our schedule.  By the way, the decision to have an Amigos trip every two years came after we’d known each other for over 15 years and, guess what?   That was (almost) 10 years ago!   Time absolutely flies and even though we don’t talk that often, I feel just as connected to you three as always.  I’m really looking forward to spending a few days together, later this year.

But I particularly want to raise that virtual glass to my private connections. Those who I have connected with and, at the end of the day, it’s just between us. Some of those connections are among the best.  You are what I call my F-POPs (Favorite People on the Planet).  This includes the people I talk to everyday, who make my life a little brighter.  This includes the people I’d like to talk to everyday but maybe it just isn’t in the cards these days.  This includes the people I never talk to, and maybe only see once (or twice) per year.  

This includes the people who know I love to sail, so they take me sailing…  🙂

This includes the people I used to talk to everyday and now I haven’t seen in a long time…but the connection is still there.  You now who you are.

At times I’ve connected with people and, for years, I was unable to figure out the friendship. But there’s always a purpose to the connection.  Sometimes it’s the connection itself.  Other times a connection is there, just to connect you to someone else.  

Everyone… Think about this.  Who are your best friends today?  How did you get to be best friends with those people, as opposed to the countless others with whom you only randomly associate?  This holds true for friendships, relationships, even music or your favorite artists, or your favorite bartender.  It’s all about making that connection.

Of course, there are connections that break or fade over time or distance.
(Hopefully never over politics… )  What can you do?

So to all those great connections out there, Past, Present & Future, let us raise that glass and throw one back together.  You are my peeps, you continue to shape my life, and I love you all.

May I recommend a…

 

Now, you should each, individually take a moment and acknowledge all of your connections.  Screw Facebook…  Pick up the phone, make a call!  Take a picture, have it professionally printed at Walgreen’s, and send it to a friend via the U.S. Mail with a handwritten note. 

Now you’re cooking with gas!

And that concludes our broadcast day, live from somewhere in the Atlantic.

Don’t worry. I’ll be back to me usual pointless banter soon enough.

Cheers

– Arch

The children I raised as my very own, have grown up and forgotten about Margarita Fridays!

Yup.  I’m in New York City this week, but when I get back, I am restocking the bar, getting some proper margarita making supplies…  (What is that stuff in the freezer?)  …and I’m sharpening up the blender baldes.  It’s show time!

...and it makes the best tasting margaritas.

 It’s always show time, here at the end of the stage.

Tuesday was a bit crazy. I flew into JFK around 1:30pm, had a 4pm meeting in the city, then a dinner meeting out in Westbury at 7pm.  You could say that I’m becoming a bit of an expert in LIRR.  Yeah… Not really.

Went to see the taping of David Letterman on Wednesday. My compadre, The Chuckster, had gotten us on the CBS VIP list.  Obviously no one at CBS security reads my stuff. Wednesday’s show turned out be quite a score… The celebrity guest was Emma Stone. The other scheduled guests this week were James Franco, Ricky Gevais, and Collin Farrell.  I think you can see where I’m going with this…

The other guest, on Wednesday, was Alan Mulally, CEO of Ford Motor Company.  I know.  Now you understand why CBS security needed to be concerned.  Just in case there was trouble, I even wore my “Don’t taze me bro” T-shirt.  But he turned out to be a great guest on the show. After 37 years of running things at Boeing, he decided to come turn Ford around, after getting a phone call from Bill Ford, himself.

The story is that in just a few years, he’s done it.  They got lean and mean, they are now building American cars in America – I didn’t get to ask him about the new plant they just built in Mexico, they are building fully electric, as well as hybrid cars, making money and they did it all without any goverment bailout money.

I think my next card could be a Ford.

But enough about  Dave & Alan… 
Today’s musical guest on my show is one of my faves, Rosi Golan.
She has a new album, “Lead Balloon”, coming out on August 30th.  Buy it! 
Meanwhile, here’s “Seeing Ghosts” (from the new album),
performed here with co-writer,  Iain Archer.

So, all this NYC stuff is plenty of fun, but the last few weeks really reminded me why I stopped watching the news (including no reading of newspapers or news websites) in June of 2008 and never really went back. I can’t stand the news. I hate that every story has a slant.  Also, thanks to a brief political discussion with a few friends, I was also reminded of all the things that I don’t like about the way American politics operate.

Let’s start with the political party system as a whole…  I don’t like it.  I don’t like that, in general, people pick their political party in much the same way that they pick their favorite sports team. Some people become republicans because their parents were republicans.  Other people become democrats because their parents were republicans. That was probably the only that when I originally registered to vote, I was a registered democrat.  And this is exactly where the derailment begins. Very few people join a political party with an in-depth understanding of the party or with free thinking thoughts of leading their party into becoming America’s party.  Instead, they join a party for some arbitrary reason and then let the party direct their minds. It’s as if you have to follow the party platform and can no longer think for yourself.

In continuing my sports team example, I’ve noticed New York City has a lot of Yankee’s fans and a lot of Met’s fans.  But you’ll hardly ever find someone who likes them both.  No one thinks of both as, their home team. And if you ask why they prefer one team over the other, the answers are never substantial.  The party system works much the same way…  Everyone is either a democrat or a republican, and they think everyone else has to be too.  You almost don’t get a choice. If you’re not one or the other, then you’re just some kind of a hippie and not to be taken seriously. Many people want that designation on everyone.  Are you  a democrat or a republican? They need it.  It tells them something about you. When it comes to politics, they need to know, are you with me or are you against me?

Not me. I understand that you almost have to choose one of the other, but I’m not for either one. I’m for America and the political system will, unfortunately, dictate that we can never have a president (or any other elected official) who will always do what’s best for America. Sooner or later, they’ll have to do something either stupid or against what they believe to be the right course of action, in order to follow their party platform.  Because of this bipartisan system, every major and/or important decision will always be a compromise, and that sucks.

So you wanna know where I stand on some of the dumb issues?  I’ll tell you.  And I’ll tell you that I call them the dumb issues because we shouldn’t even be debating them, ever. It’s a waste of time and money and, at the end of the day, I don’t care…and you shouldn’t either.

Let me take a crack at this.  1. I’m pro-choice. I think a woman should have the right to make any decision she’d like regarding anything that is going on in her body.  It’s not your body, so why do you care?  Shame on you for wanting to legislate what someone else can or can’t do to themselves. You think the unborn fetus is a person… great, don’t have an abortion yourself.  Case closed. Don’t tell me it’s a religious thing because I’m going to insist on the separation of church and state on this one. So, don’t force your religion on me. Maybe my religion says that a fetus isn’t a person until they are old enough to buy you a shot of tequila. E’nuff said.

2. Gay marriage. I really couldn’t care less. Most straight people who get married can’t make it work, if gay folks want to give it a shot, go for it.  My problem is, the church and state thing.  Marriage wasn’t invented by government, it was taken from religion. So why is the government involved in this?  Are you talking about a legal domestic partnership between two people?  OK.  Why not?  Go for it.  Who determined that a woman has to be a man’s companion…  Oh that’s right, The Bible. I say that if your church allows it, then call it a marriage.  If your church doesn’t allow it, then call it a legal union.  There are many advantages to marriage including tax breaks, joint custody of assets, etc., etc. why are we denying these things to people because they are different from you and me, and in a way that completely doesn’t affect us.

3. While I’m big on this separation of church and state, I really couldn’t care less about how you decorate the courtyard or lobby area of a courthouse.  You want to put a 6-ton granite monument of the Ten Commandments out there, great.  Keep the church out of the courtroom.  Who cares how you decorate the lobby?  Oh, I know who cares…  Nutty ACLU attorneys looking to make a name for themselves while wasting countless tax payer dollars.  Thank you very much, nut bags. Let’s move on.

4. I’m a big believer in personal responsibility. But that doesn’t mean turning the country back into the Wild West and/or abolish the EPA and saying screw the environment, but we’d better see a measurable return on our EPA investment…or heads will need to roll. I am for smaller government, but it is obvious that we can’t depend on the average person to police themselves when it comes to certain issues.  You know damn well that if we didn’t have littering laws, you’d ocassionally pitch that Dasani bottle right out your Prius window.

To me personal responsibility means that people need to take more responsibility for their own actions and not always look to point fingers and decide that someone else made you do it.  If you are driving home drunk and you drive off a cliff, you shouldn’t be able to sue the city for not putting a guard rail there.  You were driving drunk. You should have to finance the guardrail for future drunk drivers. You can’t always point fingers and accept no responsibility for things. And you can’t let attorneys talk you into suing everyone for every little thing. If you did something, you did it. Hurting yourself shouldn’t always be a chance at lottery winnings, where, in the end, mostly the attorneys get rich.

And finally, for now, let me make a few comments on government run healthcare. 

Good luck with that!

I think government run healthcare could be awesome…it’ll just never, ever, never, ever never happen in a wealthy, capitalistic society, such as ours.  No one wanted their son to become a doctor so that they could help people.  They wanted their son to be a doctor for the prestige and the (assumed) money that went with the title.  Government run healthcare would have to be about doing what’s best for every patient. How are you going to do that?  Currently, every hospital’s mission is to figure out how to extract money from the insurance companies, the government, the doctors, the patient, whoever. Taking really good care of the patient, at the end of the day, is really just necessary inconvenience. Healthacre is all about the money, always….like it or not.  Good luck on helping someone with cancer.  If they don’t have insurance and you don’t offer to pay for the treatment yourself, then who is paying for it?  That’s always the first question asked…

You can have anyone you’d like as president, you’re not changing that.

Just imagine doctors as government employees.  You know, so that they care deeply, like the yo-yo’s at the passport office. Here’s your guaranteed salary, it’s not a lot but you make a decent living.  Show up every day and perform these surgeries.  Really?  It’ll never happen.  Not unless we just contract the whole thing out to Wal-Mart.  If they can’t do it, no one can.

Well, that’s enough ranting and raving for one day.

I raise my  glass to all those with whom I’ve made connections.
And those who get out of my way while trying to make connecting flights.

See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya… 
After all, you’re reading my dumb ranting & raving.

–  AK

 

  

 

 

Greetings and salutations…

Cabo San Lucas
A few of my more astute readers noted that I talked a lot about Todos Santos and not very much about Cabo San Lucas, and that’s because Cabo was “just OK”.  I mean, the place where I stayed for my business portion of the trip was absolutely top notch.  Here are some BlackBerry quality pictures to prove it…

Fiesta Americana Resort – Cabo (View)

Fiesta Americana Resort - Cabo (Pool)

And, at The Wal-Mart, they had Burger King branded Aros de Cebolla. That’s right, Rings of Onion.  Some kind of a BK orchestrated, Latin American, Funyuns rip-off.

But at the end of the day, if you were to take away the incredible oceans views, rock formations and other natural beauties surrounding the city, it was just another, Mexican tourist town.  I loved the fish tacos at Alexander’s (at the Marina), all the sailboats in the area, and the Mexican people…but I think that my need for fancy resorts and big cities is on the decline.  Todos Santos was definitely more my speed these days.  Of course, that won’t keep me away from New York City next week…  I have a date with David Letterman.

And actually, I think a little Dave Mason would be appropriate here…

Sometime, if I feel like ranting and raving, I’ll tell you about my trip back. This would include details on the my latest round of ridiculous encounters with TSA people and why I think we should be slashing their budget in half.  Which brings me to…  

I guess the BIG topic this week should be The Debt Ceiling.
But you know what really bugs the crap out of me? 

Well, other than that guy’s name is Boehner.  <Heh, heh… heh.>

Most people have no idea what this whole debt ceiling thing is about, why it’s important or even relevant, and/or how any of it could affect the average person.  The reality is that most people just want this sort of thing to go away. Why should we care if the national debt goes up?  It’s already at 14.3 trillion dollars and, as far as we can tell, that hasn’t affect us in the least, so why not go for broke. Make it an even 20 trillion.  Right?

So, let me take a stab at this.  First off, there are people who think that having a debt ceiling is silly.  Why don’t we just get rid of it?  The debt ceiling is nothing more than a made up number that says that the U.S. will not borrow anymore than than this amount of money.  It’s like having a credit card with a credit limit, except we get to set our own legal credit limit.  Although doing business could certainly be easier without that ceiling, not having a debt ceiling would just allow for unlimited borrowing without anyone really noticing our looming troubles …and looming, they are, in a big way.  Our country has been, basically, having to raise the debt ceiling about every six months (or so) for years.

What no one realizes is that, global governmental spending works exactly like your own household finances, just with more zeros at the end. Let’s pretend that you have a credit card that you use sparingly, mostly for times when you don’t have cash.  Then, every month, when your bill comes in, you pay it off and you have some money left for other things, like paying your mortgage, your car and having a little beer and tequila. Good stuff.  You are living the life.

Then one day you realize that you’ve put a little too much on your credit card. You could pay it off but that would mean not having as much money for beer and tequila. Well, you’re an American. You deserve your tasty beverages and, therefore decide to, instead of paying off your debt, start running a balance. Of course, you are sure that you’ll be paying it back down to zero soon enough.

Next month rolls around and you’ve over spent again. Plus now you have to pay interest on your credit card balance from last month. That’s OK. It doesn’t appear to be too much. Your balance is small. Besides, friends are coming over, they heard you have the best tequila collection in town.  Don’t worry, they are bringing the beer.  So, to not change your lifestyle, you let the credit card balance grow a little more and the problem compounds itself.

After a while, your credit card balance hasn’t seen zero in a long time. Whenever cash comes in, you send it all to the credit card company. That means you don’t have any cash, so everything that you buy, you need to buy with your credit card. It’s a vicious circle.

If you let this continue, sooner or later you’ll notice that you are spending more on interest than you are on beer and tequila.  Normally, I would recommend getting all of your bills paid and your credit card balances paid-off before spending one more dime on yourself but… This whole scenario could be pretty hard to face without plenty of beer and tequila.  Are you following me?

Fortunately, the credit card companies, in their infinite wisdom, set a credit limit on your cards.  They are saying, you can’t borrow more than this much. They are saying, if you were to borrow more than this, we don’t think you’d have the ability to ever pay it back.  Gee thanks!

So this is exactly what our government has done.  America has spent all of its cash and we’ve been borrowing more and more.  So far our creditor have loved us.  It’s like auto-pay…they get their money.  All this borrowing is costing us huge dollars. Our Net Interest on Debt is now our nation’s 5th largest budget item. But we keep spending and spending…money that we don’t have, which drives up how much we pay in interest…because we’re spending borrowed money.

The scary thing is that we can arbitrarily raise our debt ceiling and agree to borrow more. However, our global creditors aren’t stupid.  They know that we should, by all rights, have a credit limit and they know that we are very close to what that credit limit should be.  They know that if we borrow much more, we will never be able to pay our debt down.  And when that happens, there will be a whole new set of problems…

I know I’ve included this link before but…  Check it out.
Just bring this up and stare at it for a little while.  It’s mind-boggling.

U.S. Debt Clock

First, our credit rating will go down, which means our interest rate will go up. I’ve always found it funny that those who can’t afford to pay, pay the most. We are obviously not a communist society.  Then of course, who is?  Not the Chinese …but that’s a topic for another time.

Next, at some point, no one will loan us any more money, regardless of our self imposed debt ceiling.  Talk about a government shut-down.  If we don’t start working towards a balanced and cash-flow positive budget, this will absolutely happen in the next 20 (or so) years.  This is something no one wants.  Don’t forget, we’re everyone’s best customer.  What happens when your best customer has their credit lines shut off and they don’t have any cash?  Salespeople?  That’s right.  You can’t sell them anything.  So this will be bad for everyone.

We gotta fix this boyz!  We have to make some tough choices. We have to stop spending.  We have to eliminate our debt and return to being a debt free society. Part of how we must do this is by reducing the trade deficit.  Let’s start making everything that we need right here in America, even if it costs a little more.  That will keep people employed and keep our cash in the hands of Americans. We need to lose our dependency on oil.  I believe the only reason we have such a dependency today is because we have been manipulated by the big oil giants and the automotive industry.  Let’s start building cars that don’t require gasoline. Right now!

Let invest in companies like Cyclone Power Technologies in Pompano Beach, Florida. They’ve already developed an engine that runs on almost any fuel or combination of fuels.  They are cleaner, safer, and more efficient!  It’s basically a mini steam engine powered by things that don’t send our money into the pockets of Texan billionaires, Saudi Arabians, and other BP-like conglomerates.

Let’s make it easy for companies to do business in the US, if they are located in the US, so they employ our people and keep our money here.  Let’s watch out for sneaky foreign companies who appear to lose money here every year, so they don’t have to pay US taxes, while the corporate offices in Japan rake in piles of cash.

In other words, let’s stop taking it up the poop chute.

Ram it, ram it, ram it, ram it up your poop chute
Ram it, ram it, ram it, ram it up your poop chute
Don’t fool yourself girl, it’s goin’ right up your poop chute
Really? 
That is sick and disgusting…much like today’s topic.
Where was I…
 
The big questions are… Will we be able to put politics aside?  Will those who really control the economy today be willing to set aside American greed for the greater good of their children and their planet?  Doubtful.

Fortunately, I’ll be rounding up to 100 soon and looking forward to spending my days deciding where to drop anchor, how to make my own tamales, and whether I prefer rum or vodka in my guanabana smoothies.

What’s your plan?

Cheers!  Love ya.  Mean it.

– Arch

Barnsley…  Get the Kodak PictureDisc down to Walgreen’s.
I want to get a lot photos into this week’s show…

Kodak PictureDisc

I know it’s probably hard to tell whether or not I like Continental Airlines, which, of course, is no longer Continental Airlines.  Now you just get the Continental logo with United painted on the side of the plane. 

Conti-nited Airlines

Hopefully that goes well and, truth be told, I love(d) Continental.  This is the airline that once upon a time was the Yugo of airlines, the worst of the worst.  Then, over a number of years, they really got their act together and even today, I continue to have good experiences, time after time.

I mention this because, if you’re going to Cabo San Lucas, I have to recommend that you strictly follow this methodology… 

  • A) Book your flight on Continental Airlines, which will force you to go through Houston. 
  • B) Book an early flight, you want to be in Houston by about 7:30am.
  • C) Hope that your connection takes you past the B terminal. 
  • D)  Get to Continental’s B-Terminal President’s Club and find bartender Melissa Loo… 

Melissa Loo's Facebook Picture

  • D)  Ask for her signature Wasabi-Spicy Bloody Mary.  Tell her Archie sent you. 
  • E)  When it’s time to head for the plane, ask her to make you one more.  When no one is looking, go get yourself one of the “to go” coffee cups, pour your Bloody Mary into it and head for your gate.

Now you’re properly on your way to Cabo.

Here’s what you don’t want to do…  On my flight to Cabo, there were a couple of guys sitting across the aisle from me who never stopped drinking.  They were at the President’s Club, partaking in whatever Ms. Loo was pouring.  Then, once they were on the plane, they ordered double vodkas… Twice!  It was only like a two and a half hour flight but they were pounding the vodkas.  By the time we got to Cabo, they were hootin’ and hollerin’.  They were telling every man who was traveling with a woman how beautiful his female companion was…  Finally, as we were getting off the plane, they were falling over, laughing, very loudly talking about passing gas, and acting like drunk and stupid Americans …because that’s what they were. 

So, bad things happen in almost every major city in the world…and we’ve all heard about the things that have been going on in Mexico in recent years.  Well, no matter how overly-hyped those reports are by the American media, the reality is that bad things do go on in parts of Mexico and Americans, in general, don’t want to go around acting like easy targets.  Granted, Baja California Sur, the Mexican state where Cabo San Lucas is located, is probably one of the safest places in all of Mexico.  …but these two guys were just being complete idiots and attracting undue attention to themselves.  I actually thought about following them, “rolling” them, and robbing them myself. 

Fortunately, I had better things to do…

Oh…. forgettin’s cheap in Mexico
She’ll be there waiting and she won’t say no
Tequila loves me even if you don’t

But Cabo was just our landing site.
We were off to Todos Santos, Pueblo Magico  (Magic City).

Todos Santos

“Todos”, as we, the locals, call it, will be about 45 minutes North of Cabo San Lucas once the road is finished and about an hour and thirty minutes from the airport, which is really in San Jose del Cabo.  Right now, your results may vary on how long it takes to get there.  It’ll depend on how well you handle bumps and how bad you’re willing to beat up your rental car.  They say the road will be finished by this time next year, in time for the 2012 G-20 Mexico Summit

As previously discussed, we were staying at an awesome beach property, just a few miles South of Todos called Osprey San Pedrito.

On our first day there, we headed into town in search of supplies. In Cabo we had seen a Super Wal-mart, Sam’s Club, Costco, Home Depot, and several impressive supermarkets.  Todos Santos is not Cabo. It’s not even close. Todos Santos is indeed the sleepy little Mexican beach town that we had been promised.

We walked around one market several times and never found anything that we wanted to buy, other than tequila. Everyone sells tequila. Even the gift shops sell tequila. It’s quite handy.

Silver Mine

I don’t recall seeing a sign on this gift shop.  It was either Silver Maind (per their business card) or Silver Mine (per my credit card receipt).  On our first day there, we meet a cool guy named Guillermo (Billy The Kid) who seemed to be the proprietor. We spent a pile of money at this store on tequila, damiana liqueur, and miscellaneous other things.  We went back on day two and met Alfredo, who looks a helluva lot like actor Guillermo Diaz.  They even sound alike… 

Alfredo (left) - Guillermo Diaz (right)

Alfredo was a cool guy too. I determined that Guillermo was the CEO and Alfredo was his Vice President of Sales. If you visit Todos Santos, you have to look these guys up.  Tell’em Archie & Stonsey sent you…just don’t pay the first price they quote you.  Aim low.  There are deals to be had.

Oh, by the way, here’s my entire Baja-Bro crew, commandeering the gift shop from Alfredo and pouring ourselves some tasty samplers.

Stonsey, Archie, Jobs, Big Cannon

If you don’t do anything else in Todos Santos, you gotta check out Hotel California…

Hotel California – Bar

 

Hotel California - Courtyard

 

Hotel California - Properly Labelled Restrooms

Now, I don’t know if I’ve talked about this before.  I don’t usually like to discuss personal issues publicly, on the Internet, but…this might require an intervention sooner or later, so we should probably start discussing it openly.  I think my friend, Stonsey, is developing a Planking problem.

Are you familiar with Planking?  Look it up.
The idea is that you lay somewhere, face down and then stiffen your body… Like a plank.  Apparently, some crazy Australians or New Zelanders came up with this.  People have even been accidentally killed while planking in poorly chosen locations, like tall buildings.  Here are a few plankers…

 

Of course, Stonsey couldn’t resist planking the balcony above the HC sign…

Stonsey – He’s a Planker!

I said planker, not wanker.

One day, we had breakfast at Baja Boar.

The only way that I could describe this “restaurant” in terms for the average Gringo to understand is…  “not really a restaurant”.  It’s more like some sticks holding up a roof and underneath, they cook stuff for you.   To start with, it’s on a dirt road near the beach but not near any significant traffic whatsoever.  I’m fairly sure that on the day the four of us went there for breakfast, they sold not more than about four breakfast burritos.  But they were some happy katz!

Baja Boar, by the way, is right next to Osprey San Pedrito at Dr. Robert’s Ocean Oasis.

Dr. Robert's Ocean Oasis

 
It took quite a while to get breakfast but we didn’t care, we were on Baja Time. They don’t seem to have a very good supply of orange juice in Baja, but that was OK too.  We were having Pacificos with breakfast, a very popular beer in these parts.

Beers with Breakfast

The reason why breakfast took a while was because, before they made our breakfast burritos, they had to make the tortillas. Luckily, the chorizo that was going into the burritos was already made…and YES, they make that themselves too.   The whole thing was awesome.  I loved it.  My kind of place.

But I have to say, in as much as I loved spending time in and around Todos Santos and I plan to return there soon and often, and I want to look into owning property there…  The coolest thing about staying at Osprey San Pedrito was the three dogs.

From the moment we got there, three dogs came to greet us. These were the coolest dogs that you could possibly imagine.  They were definitely Baja Dogs. They lived on the beach…went wherever they wanted, whenever they wanted. They never tried to enter our house, they were outside dogs.  When the sun got very hot, they knew where to find shade. If we were on the porch drinking beers, they came and hung out with us.

We didn’t know their names, so we named them Tim, Taylor & Steve…

Tim, Taylor and Steve

A walk on the beach...

Headed Home
If we went for a walk on the beach, they went for a walk on the beach. If we headed home, they headed home.  At night, if anything moved, anywhere in the area, they let us know…  They were our watchdogs, they were part of the security systems, they were just the coolest freakin’ dogs… ever.
 

Tim, Steve, Taylor & Archie

At the end of the day, I think I learned more Tim, Taylor & Steve than I have from anyone else in a long time. In a way, they reminded me of the guy I met in Guatemala last year who told me about what a great life he had because at least once a week, someone on his block would come up with a chicken to cook, and everyone was invited over.

The reality is that, when you don’t know better, you really don’t need much to be happy. Then I was reminded that “knowing better” isn’t always an advantage. I also realized that I could probably spend an indefinite period of time hanging out on the beach and listening to the constant roar of the Pacific Ocean.

Speaking of not knowing any better, you might wonder how safe it was around Todos Santos?  All I can say is that I never felt unsafe, not even a little bit, not even once.  I guess my Baja-Bros also felt reasonably safe since we never locked the doors on our beach house.  It was open when we got there and we left it unlocked whenever we went out, and we left it unlocked whenever we went to sleep.  Closing the doors and windows would have been unacceptable, we needed to hear the waves crashing outside.  I’d be back there in a minute.

I look forward to seeing Todos again at sunrise…

San Pedrito Beach at Sunrise

And I look forward to seeing another Tequila Sunset…

Sunset in Todos Santos

The bottom line is, I think I’m getting really close to trading in the BMW for an old  Baja Buggy, finding a piece of paradise on a beach somewhere where no one knows mi nombre, and at the risk of littering our oceans, toss my BlackBerry just as far out into the Pacific as I can…

Ah!  I feel better already.

That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Archie & Stonsey in Todos Santos

Q:  What are you thinking about there Stonsey?
A:  I think we need to return to Todos Santos soon.

Word!

That’s it for today.
I hope you’ve enjoyed the photos.
Make plans to visit me in Mexico, if you can find me.

 -Arch