The Voices in Frank's Head

Okay, this is just weird. About an hour or so ago, someone I don't know called my cell phone. I answered and all I heard was some couple having sex rather loudly. As I was listening, I kept wondering how these people got my number. (Yeah, I guess that's what I get for posting it on-line). Or better yet, why in world would some call just to have me listen to that? I mean, is it a weird sort of exhibitionism? Or did they just really want me to have something to write about in my blog? Oh, and then a few minutes later, I came across this article on-line. Turns out some woman in Germany took her neighbor to court of having sex too loudly. The phone number that this couple called from is saved in my caller ID. Part of me wants to call them back, just to ask, "what were you thinking?" And part of me just wants to erase it and forget those 38 seconds of my life. Frank http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FrankNemecek

Okay, my first thought was to write this big long post how glad I am that Valentine's Day 2004 has come and gone. Or I could write about how I'm already dreading the fact that Valentine's Day 2005 is only 363 days away. But then I remembered "Frank's Blogger Guarantee." Since I don't really want to be kicked in the shins any time soon, I'll refrain from any rants about February 14th. Instead, I'll rant about my car. It got stolen the other day. It wasn't much (a dark red 1997 Mercury Cougar) but it was mine. And it was fully paid for. And it was stolen. And I didn't have any insurance since I was putting all my spare cash towards this upcoming documentary that I want to make this spring. I was pissed. And I felt like crying. All at the same time. I guess you could say that half the voices in my head wanted to beat the living crap out of someone. The rest just wanted to lay down and cry. I did a lot of both for a good day or so. Punch

Sometimes it seems there are two George Bush's in the White House. And no, I don't mean father and son. It's more like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One seemingly noble, honest and courageous individual. And one who seems to be doing all he can to screw the nation over. This week brought one of the most profound examples I've seen to date. The Dr. Jekyll version of President Bush hit the road recently, with stops in New York, Pennsylvania and Chicago. He talked about the nation's economy and need to put more Americans to work. He talked about re-gaining the 2.3 million jobs that we've lost during the first 3 years of his presidency. Honest. Noble. Courageous. And then came the Mr. Hyde version of the Bush Administration. A report surfaces that President Bush's team thinks it's a good idea for American jobs to be outsourced to third world countries. Their rationale is that outsourcing jobs makes for cheaper products to the end consumer. Besides the obvi