The Voices in Frank's Head

Okay, I suddenly feel old. I came home from work today. Waiting for me in my mail was an invitation of to my cousin's high school graduation party. A cousin that I used to baby sit for, once upon a time. I feel old. Really, really old.

I swear, if I hadn't seen the video for this story with my own eyes, I simply wouldn't have believed that it was true. A bunch of college students in merry ol' England riding a roller coaster in the nude. http://msnbc.msn.com/id/5032279 My first reaction was one of disbelief. After a few seconds to let the mental dust settle, I couldn't help but wonder how the laws of physics would impact various body parts. Would the G-forces compress a young woman's breasts to the point that they're not even noticable? Would the gentlemen in the crowd notice an extreme amount of shinking? Or the centrifugal force cause certain body parts to become overly elongated? Oh, the things my mind ponders. Of course, I doubt any of the riders at this event even noticed these impacts on their intimate parts. They were too busy being whipped around the track with 3+ Gs. And, of course, the report from MSNBC failed to shed any light on the subject. (Those guys never...

Wow! I can hardly believe it. It's been over a month since I've posted anything on here. I feel like a total slacker. I guess it's just that every time I've felt writing something down, I wasn't anywhere near a computer. Last weekend, for instance, I was thinking about a lot of stuff as I drove home from Chicago (thinking so much that I darn near got into an accident, but that's another story). But I didn't have my laptop with me, so no blog post came about as a result of all those pensive, introspective moments. The big thing that I've been thinking about as of late is the idea of losing a parent. My Dad has had these dizzy spells for awhile now. He'd keep falling all the time. My Mom told me that one time he even fell while trying to sit up in bed. After a lot prodding, he finally went in to see a doctor. His neurologist wasn't sure what could cause it, so she did an obscene amount of testing. Blood work. An MRI. You na...

I want to move to Australia. Or at least get some Australian ice cream. There's a new kind ice cream on the market down under that's actually vodka flavored . The simple fact that someone thought that up gives me hope for the human race. And it makes me want to visit Australia.

It's been 10 years since the world changed. It was on April 5, 1994 that Kurt Cobain took the easy way out and left this world. I never bought a Nirvana record or attended a single one of their concerts. I thought labeling him as the Great Spokesman of Generation X was an act of outright blasphemy. My generation is, and was, simply too diverse to ever have any one person as our spokesman. Consciously, I didn't even pay that much attention to his music. It was always in the background. Always there, but never something that I paid that much attention to. Still, when I heard that he had left us that April day a decade ago, my heart sank. I felt that the world would somehow never really be the same. When Courtney Love read his last words in public, having an argument with him from beyond the grave, it only drove the sense of loss and bewilderment home in a way that still resonates with me today. I actually feel sorry for everyone who was born too late to have alb...

Woo-hoo!! All of my ranting in this blog seems to be paying off. The White House announced today that Condoleezza Rice will indeed testify under oath in front of the 9/11 Commission. And it's been at least a good week or two since I've heard anyone complain about Senator Kerry not revealing the names of foreign leaders who would prefer him in the Oval Office over George W. Bush. Now, if only I can get them to stop trying to blame the out of control gas prices on Senator Kerry. Or convince them to stop claiming that exporting American jobs is good for the American economy. http//groups.yahoo.com/group/FrankNemecek

What is going on? I ask myself that a lot when I look at the newspaper these days. Condoleezza Rice, the Bush administration's National Security Advisor, has seemingly been in front of every reporter and television camera that she can find. Each time, she has criticized Richard Clarke, President Bush's former counter-terrorism czar, and his new book Against All Enemies . But she refuses to testify under oath in front of the 9/11 Commission. One has to ask, why is that she'll tell her story on a Sunday talk show but refuse raise her right hand and repeat it under oath? Is she afraid of the questions that the commissioners will ask her? Or is she simply worried about be prosecuted for perjury? Either way, it doesn't paint a very good picture for her, the Bush Administration or our nation as a whole. Everyone knows that there were mistakes made leading up to 9/11. That's a given. Moreover, it's not entirely something that one can tota...

I was cruising through the bookstores the other day and found a great book. Definately worth a gander.

Okay, here's what I don't get. Did President George W. Bush and his inner core of advisors learn absolutely nothing from the 1992 election? Or are they actively trying to lose? On March 8th, Senator John Kerry made a comment at a fundraiser about how some un-named foreign leaders want him to win. The Republicans responded by challenging him name names, which Senator Kerry refused to do - citing a promise of confidentiality to those leaders. In world run by intelligent people that would have been the end of it. Instead, the White House has seemingly done everything in its power to keep this story alive. Secretary of State Colin Powell was on the Sunday talk show circuit, again asking Senator Kerry to name names. Vice President Dick Cheney spoke at a fundraiser in Arizona, demanding that Kerry break his promise and name names. The President himself called on Senator Kerry to break his promise at a press conference with the prime minister from The Netherlands. ...

Okay, so it turns out that Mars was once "drenched with water ." It turns out that Mars may well have once support life . We know this. There are thousands of articles and new reports that support it. Of course, what none of these articles are mentioning is that even ancient, primitive Martians would have known that there were no Weapons of Mass Destruction in Iraq . Personally, I'd love to have the Mars Rover called home. Maybe it can explore 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Frank http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FrankNemecek

Woo-hoo!!! I got my first royalty check from my publisher mail today!!! It was a (very) small check, but it felt good to get that extra bit of recognition for my writing. There was a moment where I felt like just framing the check instead of actually cashing it. But I decided against it. With all the repairs that I need to do to my car, I can't afford to turn down any amount of money. So, instead, I'm framing the deposit slip.

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...