Is it just me, or is it already July? I thought maybe all the calendars were wrong, but apparently, it really is the seventh month of 2004. Which leads me to wonder, what in the hell happened to the first six months? I blinked once, or maybe like a bazillion times, and it's summer already!! I haven't even taken my mittens off yet! What the hell?!? Oh well. I guess that's what happens when you live in a scotch induced haze, and too much time spent at work.
Unfortunately, I have really let this website go down the tubes. Not that it was ever the pinnacle of websitedom. I mean, other bloggers weren't emailing me to impart some of my infinite wisdom on them. But, I really do wish I did more with it. But coming home to type on a computer, after spending a whole day typing on a computer, really isn't the most enticing idea. And anyways, when I do sit down at my home computer, I usually end up listening to crazy music, watching internet porn, and masturbating checking my bank account online.
If only I could just project my thoughts onto this blog, I might have more content for the few of you who peruse my insane rants. It's funny though, that my stupid ass pictures and graphics end up being popular items with weird message boards from around the global internet. For instance, the picture I photoshopped for my HasserVision Eyewitness News article, about inter-species marriage legalized in Kentucky, appeared on this website's message board. So who knows how this stuff gets out to the general public... but it does. And that's pretty cool, and just enough inspiration for me to keep attempting to plug away here at HasserVision.

Oh yeah. You might have noticed, I changed by header banner (once again). A few months ago, I took my face off the website, just because I really didn't feel like I knew what I was trying to portray here. But ya know what? I was overanalysing the situation. I know what I'm trying to portray here: ME!! So damn it, there's my big fat head at the top again! And yes, I did change my own appearance, once again. Long haired, bearded, quasi-hippy Hasser is gone... for now. It took me awhile to get used to this new look... but it's starting to grow on me.
But back to my point, which is, since my blog is whatever the hell I want it to be (mostly random rants).. I am going to try to organize my thoughts a little better in my posts. So, here it goes.



I haven't really written much about politics lately. It's not that I don't care, because I do immensely. But so much shit has been going down lately, that I can't type fast enough to keep up with my thoughts. First, the death of President Reagan is still pretty depressing. Not that's he's been around for the last ten years throwing off humorous quips about the commies, but it's always sad to see public figures die. I'm not saying I agreed with everything that Reagan did in office... but having him be president through most of my childhood, I really grew to like the guy. He was a leader who didn't put up with bullshit or trash-talkers. And if he didn't agree with someone, he let then know, while at the same time, making that person chuckle and seeing both sides of the coin. So Ronnie, you'll be missed but not forgotten in Hasserland.

Now, on to our current president (and I use the term loosely), George Dubya Bush. Does this guy ever shut up about terrorism? Does he rant about defeating the "evil doers" when he's knocking Laura's head into the bedpost at night? Does he even screw Laura anymore? Would you screw Laura? I'd definitely do his daughters though. Those chicks know how to party!
But yeah... Bush is still a dope.
Let's hope we only have to put up with his shit for a few more months.
Of course, I guess that depends on which running-mate John Kerry chooses. Of course, if this report is right, then I'll have to check my email to find out who his second banana will be.
Talk about a weird gimmick! I can't say I'm a big fan of John Kerry.
I've seen rocks with more charisma.
But at this point, I'd vote for Tony Soprano for president.
At least that guy has honor!



On to the Trial of the Century! Saddam in Court! Is it just me, or are all trials in the news now, the trial of the century? I thought centuries were like 100 years or something. Maybe century is actually a synonym for "this moment." Who knows. So, here he is. The former "Dictator" of Iraq. The Tyrant of the Middle East. Mr. Saddam Hussein. Such an evil man he is. Yes, he's dabbled in genocide. Yes, he's killed his own people, and invaded other countries, and appointed his relatives to high positions of wealth and power. Shit, this guy sounds like a long lost Bush cousin, if you ask me! And now, Saddam sits in a joke of a courtroom, with a cowardly judge trying to explain to him that he's going on trial for crimes against humanity... and all Saddam can do is stare at the guy like he just landed in Oz, and declare the whole thing a scam! Does this sound like a man who's been sitting in a military prison, or a guy who's been sipping Margaritas at Club Med? It's all bullshit! The US put this guy in power... we gave money and weapons to help us bring down Iran... and now we're frying his ass in People's Court because he didn't sell us cheap oil. Talk about being Bush Whacked!!



I've been listening to some good tunes lately. I don't know how to describe, except for calling it new-agey, existential pop music. First, Polyphonic Spree is a breath of fresh air! This music is amazing whether you're sitting down, dancing around, driving, or taking a trip into ganja land. Then, my good friend, Audio turned me on to a Portland band that's simply delicious, Modest Mouse. I love their shit. And then, there's the Black Eyed Peas. Although they've been on the scene for awhile, I just now bought their CD, Elephunk, and it totally kicks ass!



As you've may have read on here before, my friend, LL Robot, are in the middle of what we're calling a Photo Jihad. Basically, I post an embarrassing photo of him from my archives, and he does the same to me from his archives. It's been pretty entertaining, and somewhat embarrassing. Seeing myself dressed in a ballerina's outfit is never a pleasant memory to recall. It's been really fun. However, after a recent diplomatic summit, Robot and myself have come to an armistice to end the Jihad, and restore peace to the photo world. But rather than calling it good with just a handshake and hug, I thought, what the hell, one more for old times sake. But this isn't a photo. Instead, it's a recent short-short-short movie I put together of Robot at the driving range hitting some balls. Well, at least... trying to hit some balls.



And in closing, on this 4th of July, I thought I'd leave you with a new variation on an old American icon... pitching a new slogan:


HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!