My favorite is Cherry Chocolate Garcia... except technically I think it's a frozen yogurt.

Well, four out of five isn't bad. And no one saw that coming: Dreamgirls getting nixed and Little Miss Sunshine going in. I'm kinda glad Dreamgirls didn't get the best pic nod (cause it sucked), but that only made room for another mediocre film. And three of the five will be on DVD by the time the show rolls around. Which makes it easier for me, yeah!

It also occurs to me I never finished up my "I Hate" list. I think I left off at no.7?

#7. Assholes who don't wave.

I know these are supposed to be from childhood, but screw it. I've been driving for 11+ years, so whatevah. Everyone in TX (and most places, really) drive like shit. It's hard enough to contain the rage. And yet, amazingly, you can do the stupidest fuckwit thing ever to me in traffic (aside from hit me) and you know what? If you WAVE the "sorry, I know I am an assface, moo moo!" wave, it all melts away. So easy. And I nearly always let people in--if you don't wave (because really, NO ONE lets you in down here), you're a fucker. Period.

#8. Dallas Radio.

Blows. It's all owned by Clear Channel, it's all the same shit. It all sounds like eight different varieties of Nickelback, whom I loathe. And before you call me old, I never liked the radio here even when I was younger. Then it was fucking grunge. And really, even if I enjoyed listening to what is the music equivalent of an ass spackling the back of the toilet, they play the same shit over and over! Austin radio was minutely better (ok, tons better, but from what I understand there are cities out there with radio stations that play actual variety, local music, whatever), but Dallas is a positive black hole for radio. I refuse.

D listens to the talk radio station here, which is perhaps the worst of all. The afternoon guy, in particular, is the most gigantic arrogant twatface. I think he tried to pay some small town around here to change its name to his name? D doesn't like him, but tunes in regardless. It baffles me. I guess the talk radio station here does have Love Line, but again, not worth it.

Bless the ipod. (And before that, my portable CD player).

#9. Assfucks who embarrass me as a Texan/American.

Again, this isn't really from childhood, but you could say it stems from it. In elementary school, I really hated any questions along the lines of, "Where do you go to church?", "Do you believe in God?", etc. Or in third grade when the teacher made us have a moment of silence before lunch which was the thinnest fucking facade I ever saw, and I knew it even at that age. I still kept my eyes open and just kinda looked around and waited for lunch.

As an adult, it's mostly ignorant jerks who make me cringe. Like here in the DFW metroplex, the city of Farmers Branch has made English the official language and anyone who cannot speak English can be arrested. Amazingly, they are being sued. Fox News reports that to help out the Farmers Branch legal defense, this "radio personality" from the big local Christian station raised an obscene amount of money by selling these shirts:



So. Embarrassing.

While I hardly support toting guns, I support stupidity even less. So can we just blast a hole in anyone wearing these things?

Every time I meet someone who falls into this category I think, "Ah, yes, you're the reason the entire world hates us."

I have no idea what #10 is. It won't be the biggest, baddest one, just something that occurs to me during my long-ass commute that's good enough for a bitchrant.

But in the spirit of bitching, here is some wonderful writing, sent by my dad nearly every year, yes! The 50 Most Loathsome People of 2006.