May 30, 2009

Today's Earworm



Cancel my subscription to the resurrection.

The scream of butterflies.

Indeed.

May 29, 2009

What to read

Over there on the right you can see that for about the last two weeks I have had nothing to read. That is not exactly true, I found a half read biography of the band YES I finished. Over the weekend I read The Boy in the Striped Pajamas on the recommendation of my daughter. I will not link it because the book is a total complete piece of crap. I hate the main character. He is supposed to be nine. He is maybe three emotionally and intellectually. What a putz. I hate the author's trite twisting of language. The boy, Bruno, calls Hitler "The Fury" and Auschwitz "out-with" and even refers to the place as "out with" fun and "out with" old friends. Too bad the characters are German and would never use English words as substitutes. This annoyed me to no end. Since the book sucked there is no chance I will watch the movie version.

negative 9 stars out of 5.

I will gladly take recommendation s for books to read. Nothing scary, I hate Stephen King books, for instance. Help a brother here, will ya?

Yep

I just spent a inordinate amount of time writing a long post. The gist was that I have nothing to say.

The above twenty words pretty much cover it.

May 28, 2009

Come Back!


I watched Shane last night. I love that movie. The visuals are stunning and the story is quite good. I would like to punch the whiny kid right in the mouth, and the woman is annoying, but in all it is everything one could want in a movie, especially a western. I think some of the best westerns have a similar theme, the lone hero who sacrifices himself for the good of the whole. You see it in High Noon, The Lone Ranger, and later in The Shootist and Pale Rider. A similar theme is present in some of Louis L"Amour's westerns (think Kilkenny) as well.

Shane wants to give up his gunfighting past, but in the end it is up to him to save the homesteaders from the brutal rancher. I believe this idea resonated strongly with the post-war audiences. The movie is about loyalty, friendship and honor.

The story shows the rancher's view also. Sometimes in life there is no compromise. I love the fact that the director tried to accurately portray not only the life of the period, but strives for accuracy in clothing, the buildings and the language and culture.

May 27, 2009

Today's test of common sense

"I would hope that a wise white man with the richness of his experiences would more often than not reach a better conclusion than a female or black or Hispanic who hasn’t lived that life"

If a candidate for office were to utter these words he would be immediately disqualified. He could not be elected dog catcher, forget a nomination to the Supreme Court of the United States. He would be branded as the racist asshole he undoubtedly is. Wouldn't we worry about his ability to serve Justice blindly? Wouldn't you be concerned he would make judgements based not on the law, but instead on his prejudices and bias?

"I would hope that a wise Latina woman with the richness of her experiences would more often than not reach a better conclusion than a white male who hasn’t lived that life,” - Judge Sonia Sotomayor


What is the difference?

update:

To Senators of both political parties,

This is not about whether you gain or lose long-term Hispanic votes. Think of the country instead of your party for once. This is the time to be the color/gender blind lawmakers you all profess to be. It is about her Judicial record. Is someone who has had 60% of her decisions reversed in a higher court really the competent jurist we are led to believe?

May 26, 2009

New and Improved with political insight you can not find elsewhere

If that is what you are looking for you should do a little more surfing of the interwebz. Consider this today's post.

Remind yourself, as you click away, you get what you pay for.

May 24, 2009

Sunday

The holiday weekend moves into day 2. Yesterday the boy played a double-header, the last games of the season. He did not play especially well. He had an error in each game -- the first two all season. Neither affected the outcome of the game.

In the afternoon we attended a wedding. One of my daughter's best friends entered into Holy Matrimony. My daughter was one of the bridesmaids. We did not stay too late at the reception. I think the wife would have stayed a little longer, but I was bored.

I have nothing on tap for the balance of the weekend. The yard is mowed. I could do some work in the flower beds, but I do not want to. I do have to drag out the hose and maybe the power washer since the birds are still on the warpath. They have crapped all over my deck, the patio table and chairs, my grill. I have never seen so much crap. It is like someone used my easy-living space for target practice with a paint gun loaded with white paint. I am going to have to find a pellet gun, I guess.
I know it must be nearby, but I cannot find the nest. In fact. I never see them out there, just their shit.

I hear there is a race or two today, I will watch neither. I might be persuaded to have a cold beer and a cigar if it does not rain.

Have a great weekend.

May 23, 2009

Weekend Nostalgia



These guys cracked me up...when I was 10.

May 22, 2009

Today's Earworm



It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day
I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay
And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge"
"Today Billy Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge

And Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
And wasn't I talkin' to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece of apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw Ridge"
"And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

And Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

A year has come 'n' gone since we heard the news 'bout Billy Joe
And Brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a store in Tupelo
There was a virus going 'round, Papa caught it and he died last Spring
And now Mama doesn't seem to wanna do much of anything
And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge

And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge


The movie sucked. And since Bobbi Gentry said she does not know what was chucked from the bridge or even why Billy Joe jumped, I will not speculate.

May 20, 2009

Some people can't let sleeping dogs lie

Go on over, offer your two cents. If I am wrong say so. If you think Josh and Dave are a couple of twits, let them know as well.

But do not pick on therese, he/she is a fragile flower that can get in her licks but must be protected.

Supreme Leader, or just a lousy President?

Since I am, according to the sentiment of certain bloggers, the stupidest person on the Internet, maybe some enlightened soul can explain something to me. I learned in Ninth Grade Civics (hola Mr. Wadell, if you are still breathing)there is a defined separation of powers under the Constitution. In a nutshell, the Legislative Branch makes the law, the Executive branch carries out the law, and the Judicial Branch interprets the law. I also believe certain Schoolhouse Rock episodes back me up on this.


This being the case, how can the President mandate CAFE standards for the automobile industry (by what authority the Federal Government can mandate such standards is another relative question)? Are we moving into the age of the Dictator here in the US of A?

On a separate note, if you want to attack me, perhaps you should be man enough to come here and express you outrage, anger, disgust whatever. Sniping at someone behind one's back is the sign of a coward. Yes I am calling you out for the cowards you are, you pathetic bicycle seat sniffers.

May 19, 2009

Save me Tippi Hedren


I was standing on the deck yesterday evening grilling up some chicken breasts. Suddenly I saw a shadow swoop down at my head. As I instinctively ducked a second bird struck me in the chest. I danced and brushed the critter away. It hit the deck and immediately flew up at me again, this time attaching its claws into me shirt on my right side. I frantically tried to brush it off. Finally, I knocked the little bastard down to the deck again. It looked like a baby dove, but I am not sure. I was barefoot so stomping it was out of the question. I moved to kick it, but it finally flew off before I regained my breath and composure.

Holy shit, it was freaky. I went inside to tell my wife and kid, they only half believed me. As I was bringing in the chicken a few minutes latter, my neighbor stopped his mower and called to me. He said he saw that f-ing bird attack me. He laughed and said I was jumping around like I was on fire. He said that was the funniest thing he had seen in a long time.

The damn birds have been sitting on my mirrors and crapping down the side of my car for a few weeks now. Last night they attacked me. Is the ghost of Hitchcock filming in my neighborhood?

May 18, 2009

Holy Crap

Pravda means truth in Russian, I am told. The old venerable Soviet mouthpiece calls 'em as it sees 'em in this article. When the people who lived and suffered under Communism for 75 years tell you you are going down a wrong path, maybe we should listen. I have said it before, history does not repeat, but we can learn the lessons to keep from making the same mistakes. We made one in November and we better tell our Congresspeople to just back the hell up for a minute and think things through.

h/t GOC

Here is another article you should read. I guess I answered my own question a few posts back. Liberals are so angry because they are not happy. If you want to be happy come on over to the right side of the political spectrum.

I have won an award.

I have won an award, sort of. This not-so-humble host has written a post that these esteemed writers deem the dumbest thing they have read in May! Read their critique here.

What post did they hate so much, why the one where I called out Nancy Pelosi as a liar. HERE. Apparently I did not include enough details or fill out the post to their satisfaction. My post must have really stunk, because I got the award for May when the month was not even half over!

So who are these arbiters of taste that cruise the Internet offering their insight? You remember them, the guys who were not sure if my post about creating a dandelion preserve was a gag. I better insert a link here, I do not want them mad at me again. LINK. They have also gone after a random guy's baseball blog. And as far as I can tell, their real aim in life is to act all superior.

In the interest of fairness, we should look at their content to make sure they have no frivolous posts. Is their blog hard-hitting and full of insightful commentary? Here are a few of their worthy subjects in recent weeks:

A story about a man arrested for driving like a woman. Quick to brand everyone who does not agree with them as a homophobe, this sexist article is filled with analysis and journalistic follow-up. I guess I just missed it.


They next make fun of a man who wrote about the issue of the word Gay as a euphemism for homosexuality, as it was the guy's surname. HERE Maybe it is just me but these guys seem a little obsessed with homosexuality.

Next they go after Cary Prejean the Miss California who had the audacity to exercise free speech! HERE Weird, but the gays are in this article too! Anyway why are people who disagree with liberals closed-minded, but liberals who do not see the conservative viewpoint are not? Here is the closing paragraph from these open-minded fellows:

Punishing hate speech should absolutely happen in America (FU PC). We’re exercising our constitutional right to free speech by calling you names that you deserve to be called. We’re sure your grandfather would be proud of us. Oh, and nice grammar, too. Of course, this woman believes in Satan, so, like, talkin’ good isn’t exactly a priority.

They go on to call her a cunt. And you know, if you believe in Heaven or Hell you must be an uneducated mouth breather. Their tolerance astounds me. I can hardly wait until these guys get to decide what is hate speech.


Really, reading their tripe is wearing me down. These guys are hate everything. Bibles, Republicans, Ron Artest, fat people, Jews, people who comment on baseball blogs, Hoosiers, the Alabama Legislature, the person who had a face implant, Sarah Palin, Clarence Thomas, WHAM Channel 13, The religious right, A-Rod,Governor Charlie Crist (whom they insist is gay -- again the obsession), Florida, Republicans (gay Republicans again)... basically they hate everyone.

You know these guys. In high school everyone hated them. They never got invited to the parties and had no friends. They pretended to be intellectuals, but they did not really have the brains to carry it off. They sat by themselves and made fun of everyone, used sarcasm as a crutch to hide their insecurities and little wieners, never realizing they were the joke in the end. The teachers thought they were suck-ups. These losers thought they were cool because they wore Che T-shirts and berets. They wrote hard-hitting articles about the lack of nutrition in the cafeteria for the school newspaper and edited the yearbook. They could only take pictures of the atheletes and matheletes because they were incapable of competing at either. They thought they were radical and different, but they were conforming to a loser's code decades old.

Or maybe they were the circus freaks with the black lipstick and pointy hair hanging out at the mall.

Relax dudes. It is opinion. Agree or don't. Read or don't. Being so angry all the time is going to give you an ulcer.

I fart in your general direction.

May 17, 2009

Why are liberals so angry all of the time?

In recent weeks many on the left, including the President have attacked Rush Limbaugh as an entertainer whose views are bad for the country. He was roundly criticised for saying he hopes Obama fails at implementing his policies. I am still not sure what is wrong with that sentiment. I do too.

But I ask you, you of the liberal socialist progressive Democrat Obamaite Limbaugh and Hannity hater persuasion, whose words better inspire the Average American, those of Rush and Sean, or this:
“Our country is founded on a sham: our forefathers were slave-owning rich white guys who wanted it their way. So when I see the American flag, I go, ‘Oh my God, you’re insulting me.’ That you can have a gay parade on Christopher Street in New York, with naked men and women on a float cheering, ‘We’re here, we’re queer!’ — that’s what makes my heart swell. Not the flag, but a gay naked man or woman burning the flag. I get choked up with pride.” - Janeane Garofalo


h/t Braden's Corner

May 16, 2009

Weekend funny

Why I fired my Secretary.



Last week was my birthday
and I didn't feel very well
waking up on that morning.


I went downstairs for breakfast
hoping my wife would be pleasant and say,
"Happy Birthday!",
and possibly have a small present for me.


As it turned out,
she barely said good morning,
let alone
" Happy Birthday."

I thought...
Well,
that's marriage for you,
but the kids..
They will remember.

My kids came bounding down stairs to breakfast
and didn't say a word.
So when I left for the office,
I felt pretty low
and somewhat despondent.


As I walked into my office,
my secretary Jane said,
"Good Morning Boss,
and by the way
Happy Birthday ! "
It felt a little better
that at least someone had remembered.


I worked until one o'clock ,
when Jane knocked on my door
and said, "You know,
It's such a beautiful day outside,
and it is your Birthday,
what do you say we go out to lunch,
just you and me."

I said, "Thanks, Jane,
that's the greatest thing
I've heard all day.
Let's go !"



We went to lunch.!
But we didn't go
where we normally would go.
She chose instead at a quiet bistro
with a private table.
We had two martinis each
and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.

On the way back to the office,
Jane said, "You know,
It's such a beautiful day...
We don't need to go straight back to the office,
Do We ?"



I responded,
"I guess not.
What do you have in mind ?"
She said,
"Let's drop by my apartment,
it's just around the corner."


After arriving at her apartment,
Jane turned to me and said,
" Boss, if you don't mind,
I'm going to step into the bedroom
for just a moment.

I'll be right back."


"Ok." I nervously replied.


She went into the bedroom and,

after a couple of minutes,

she came out

carrying a huge birthday cake ...

Followed

by my wife,

my kids,

and dozens of my friends

and co-workers,

all singing "Happy Birthday".


And I just sat there...

On the couch.

Naked.

May 15, 2009

Dear Obama voters

Can some of you loyal Obamites explain to me how all economic indicators continue to go down and unemployment rises? After all, we passed the massive stimulus package, you know, the one designed to help immediately. We had to pass it instantly, without even reading it, as you may remember, since it would help us now.

When will that be, by the way?

hello? chirp...chirp...are you guys out there?

Today's Earworm



Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.
You'd better watch out!
There may be dogs about
I looked over Jordan, and I've seen
Things are not what they seem.

That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real.
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now things are really what they seem.
No, this is not a bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth my soul.
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
When cometh the day we lowly ones,
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate,
Lo, we shall rise up,
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.


I don't know what it means either.

May 14, 2009

Thirsty Thursday

I was in the Carolina's yesterday. The weather was fantastic. I arrived early for my lunch meeting with my customer, so I parked in front of the Target down the street to pass the time and enjoy the sunshine. If you want to find women, visit a Target at 11:00 in the morning. Of course, a lot of the hot ladies were toting along their screwing trophies, but if you just want some eye candy that is the place.

I had a good meeting with the customer. Business sucks, we all hope it gets better, blah, blah. I took the materials manager and quality manager to lunch. We talked how we are always on-time, our great customer service, how we have not had a quality issue in memory. And just that fast we angered the Fates. When I got to the airport and checked my emails there was a message the customer had found a defective part. Arrrrggghhh.There was insufficient wood knocking, I guess.

At least I was not given a lame-assed rental car this time. I had a Chevy Tahoe with four (yes 4) miles on it. It was a great vehicle. If I had the dough I would consider buying one. I could not find a fault.

I arrived home around 11:30 last night and it has rained bucketfuls since -- more than an inch since midnight. That makes nearly 13 inches of rain since the beginning of March. I am glad I am not a farmer. I heard that less than 5% of the corn crop is in the ground. Get ready for some high prices on corn, on meat, on soda, on ethanol this winter.

So suckers, you voted for the Obama because he promised to tax the rich. Welcome to the land of Donald Trump. Us rich SOBs are going to have to pay taxes on our employer-provided health care. You have something another doesn't, so you must pay a penalty. Leading Dems say Government workers and Union members may be exempted. How nice. The rest of us efers better get ready 'cause BOHICA, baby.

Let me add the first person who comes here talking about a health care crisis in this country gets banned for life. I am not kidding. There is not a single person who has ever been denied care in the US. There is a health insurance issue. There is a cost issue, but there is not an issue with health care. The only places there is a issue with getting health care is in places like Great Britain and Canada where they have Government provided health care.

Sheep...

May 12, 2009

Do it for the puppies, do it for the starving kids in Africa, do it for the Hoosierboy

If you each would just click here three or four times a day I could hit my long-awaited goal of 100,000 visits in no time. We are only about 1,600 short. If each of you regular visitors came by an extra two or three times a day...

Shame just isn't in it today, I guess.

der Kinder

too slow

May 11, 2009

Let me in



Dear Speaker Pelosi

It is clear you are little more than a damn liar.

Why should we believe anything that echoes from your disgusting pie hole in the future?

I, for one, will assume any words you speak from now on are just lies.

Your friend,

Hoosierboy

May 10, 2009

Saturday in the park fieldhouse

My daughter graduated college yesterday. You will get no maudlin post from me today. She graduated Cum Laude with a degree in elementary ed and a minor in Spanish. She wore the cords of four different honor societies. She needs a job now, so if you are a school administrator in Central Indiana -- you could not go wrong hiring a smart, attractive dedicated teacher like my daughter.

The Governor of Indiana was the commencement speaker. His speech did not go over so well with some of those listening. It was the same old "your life is before you speech" one always hears at graduation, only with a twist. He said that the generation before his was the Greatest generation. They lived through depression and won WWII. He described his own generation as the most spoiled generation ever. He talked how the Boomers had created social programs and ran up massive debt that the graduates of today are going to have to pay. Read about it by clicking here. He admonished them to live responsibly. He told them if they can clean up the mess his generation left behind, they will be the next greatest generation. I guess some people do not like to be told of their shortcomings. He did get in a zing or two against the Obama administration, and even gave Hillary a backhanded slap in a passing remark. He is a politician. Why should anyone be surprised when a politician makes a political remark at a graduation. It is done all the time. Does anyone think The Obama's remarks will not be a political speech when he talks at Notre Dame?

I digress. We went out to a nice dinner afterward, my parents and boys and daughter and her fiancee and my wife. We came home. The day had turned blustery. I took a nap and watched a chick flick with my wife. I started another movie, this time John Wayne, just to get my manliness levels revived. I noticed one of my all-time favorite movies was on, Captain Blood, and switched to it instead. I fell asleep in the middle. I stumbled off to bed and my Saturday was over.

Happy Mother's Day

May 9, 2009

Weekend Funny

An oldie, but a goodie...


A Tourist walked into a Chinese curio shop in San Francisco
> . While looking
> around at the exotic merchandise, he noticed a very
> lifelike, life-sized,
> bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but was so
> incredibly striking
> the tourist decided he must have it. He took it to the old
> shop owner and
> asked, "How much for the bronze rat?"
>
> Ahhh, you have chosen wisely! It is $12 for the rat, $100
> for the story,"
> said the wise old Chinaman.
>
> The tourist quickly pulled out twelve dollars.
> "I'll just take the rat, you
> can keep the story".
>
> As he walked down the street carrying his bronze rat, the
> tourist noticed
> that a few real rats had crawled out of the alleys and
> sewers and had begun
> following him down the street. This was a bit disconcerting
> so he began
> walking faster.
>
> A couple blocks later he looked behind him and saw to his
> horror the herd of
> rats behind him had grown to hundreds, and they began
> squealing.
>
> Sweating now, the tourist began to trot toward the Bay.
> Again, after a
> couple blocks, he looked around only to discover that the
> rats now numbered
> in the MILLIONS, and were squealing and coming toward him
> faster and faster.
>
> Terrified, he ran to the edge of the Bay and threw the
> bronze rat as far as
> he could into the Bay.
>
> Amazingly, the millions of rats all jumped into the Bay
> after the bronze
> rat, and were all drowned.
>
> The man walked back to the curio shop in Chinatown .
>
> "Ahhh," said the owner, "You have come back
> for story?"
>
> "No sir," said the man, "I came back to see
> if you have a bronze Democrat."

May 8, 2009

Friday Five

This week's Friday Five is to name five people who you found attractive in your youth. Who really turned you on? Who's face floated before your half-closed eyes as you frantically spanked the monkey? Who did you dream of as you rubbed one out? Who did you make-believe was helping you buff the banana?

Ladies, who's poster did you kiss before you turned out the lights? Who was your fantasy clit commander? Who's name did you write dreamily on your yellow-lined tablet? Was it Mrs. John Travolta? Did you fantasize Donnie Osmond or Bobby Sherman or Dean Martin was coming to take you away to a world of wealth and mystery? Was it Paul or George or Ringo who you imagined paddling the pink canoe? Not John, I hope, that frickin' commie.

Did you lust after Annette's hooters, Did Frankie make you melt? Tell us. We must know your secrets! To get the conversation rolling, here are five chicks who were partners in crime when I was holding my sausage hostage.

In no particular order:

Raquel Welch. God Bless America!


You know Esther Willams is making my list!


Elizabeth Montgomery could work her magic on me anytime


Kate Jackson, why didn't they make this into a poster?


Catharine Ross, Classic Beauty

You can never have too many pictures of Raquel...



Who is on your list?

May 7, 2009

Hello God, It is me, the dinosaur.

Dear readers, why didn't you tell me? I am the last of my kind. Were you even aware that the Conservative Political philosophy was dead? Here I stand, the figurative Captain of the Titanic watching my beliefs gurgle away into the ocean of time. There is further discussion here.

I did not feel lonely.

Breakfast of Champions

I had breakfast with my buddy Orville this morning. The Doctor also joined us. That would be Orville Redenbacher and Dr. Pepper.

I was hungry. There was no bacon in the house. I just could not bring myself to eat that months-old Pop Tart. So I threw a bag of popcorn in the microwave. You have to admit coffee and popcorn do not go together like mustard and ham or bacon and tomatoes. Maybe a better combo would be bacon and ham. Coffee and popcorn lack the cachet, I am sure you agree.

Hey, does popcorn count as a serving of veggies?

May 6, 2009

Today's Word is Uighur

Imagine we capture some avowed Muslims in the Tora Bora region of Pakistan, training at at an Al Qaeda/Taliban facility. They are Chinese Muslim Separatists. They hate the Chinese. They follow Shari'a Law. Thus, they are not real fond of us Westerners either. We take them to Gitmo. Now, we have to do something with them. Welcome to the Uighurs, your new neighbors.

"Why should I care?", you ask. Because the Obama administration is about to turn them loose right here in the good old USA. I suspect we are going to give them green cards, welfare funds, maybe even jobs and houses. Are they terrorists? I don't know. Personally if they lived with terrorists, trained with terrorists, and believe the same things as terrorists I have a suspicion. You know, walks like a duck... etc. President Obama's own commission ruled these Uighurs were too dangerous to turn loose. The Obama knows better.

Anyway these guys will be loose and free in Northern Virginia as early as next week according to sources. You see, no other country will take them. Except China, where they are wanted. For being terrorists. We won't give them to China, they may torture and kill them. Believe me, the Chinese are not going to fool around with college pranks when the do torture -- with them we are talking the real thing. The socialists and communists have been doing that sort of thing for more than a century and they are damn good at it. Of course avowed socialists like Nancy Pelosi are quick to criticise their own country, but seem to have a blind eye when it comes to the human rights record of socialist and communist regimes. Isn't that interesting?

I am told every day the Obama is in charge get over it, the people are pleased. How pleased will they be when a bunch of terrorists shoot up a mall or school? The same ones the President let go free in our country?

I guess Obama was right when he said we do not have to fear terrorists coming across the Mexican Border -- he is letting them in the front door.

What is in store under the leadership of Democrats?

Forbes recently published their list of the worst cities for job creation. Let us take a look:

Big Cities (political party in control)
5 Oakland Democrat/ Socialist Mayor
4 Anaheim Republican Mayor
3 Cleveland Democrat Mayor
2 Providence Democrat Mayor
1 Detroit Democrat Mayor

Commonality -- Nearly all run by Democrats

Medium Cities (political party in control)
5 Ann Arbor Democrat mayor
4 Dayton, OH Democrat Controlled City Council
3 Sarasota, FL Democrat Controlled City Council
2 Hickory/Lenoir, NC Republican Mayors
1 Toledo Democrat Mayor

Commonality -- Nearly all run by Democrats

Small Cities
6 Elkhart, IN Democrat Mayor
5 Dalton, GA unknown
4 Battle Creek, MI Democrat Commissioners
3 Flint, MI Democrat
2 Saginaw, MI Democrat
1 Jackson, MI Democrat

Commonality -- Nearly all run by Democrats

Still not convinced the policies of the Democrat Party are bad for the country, and bad for you individually? What if we looked at the cities ranked as the most miserable places to live?

10 Providence Democrat Mayor
9 Charlotte Repub Mayor, Democrat Council
8 Modesto Repub Mayor
7 Los Angeles Democrat Mayor
6 Chicago Democrat mayor
5 Philadelphia Democrats
4 New York Rino
3 Flint, MI Democrats
2 Stockton Democrats
1 Detroit Democrats

As you can see the Democrats policies make for miserable places to live. Can we also add these cities: St. Louis, Gary, Washington DC, and Cleveland? All places most of us would avoid. How about Houston and New Orleans? All are run by Democrats.

Guess what? The same failed policies of high taxes and expanding social programs that have ruined these cities are planned for you. Thanks Pelosi and Obama and Reid. I can hardly wait for you to turn my country into a third world shithole.

May 5, 2009

1976


1976. The summer of the Bicentennial. The summer I watched the fireworks with a girl, almost like a real date. That summer my Grandfather died. The same year I started high school. The fall the poster came out.

You know what one, the blond Farrah Fawcett in the red swimsuit. The one where you can see her nipples! Hooray for nipples! All of my friends had it on their walls. We watched Charlies Angels and drooled over the girls. My friends dreamed of Farah Fawcett, I admired Kate Jackson. That red halter did it for me. Smart, brunette, sexy, if only she had freckles...

This week we will revive the Friday Five, due to popular request (I did have a comment wanting to know what happened, really). So think on it boys and girls. Who turned you on in your youth? What hot chick or guy was the stuff of your fantasies? Was it Farrah, was it Kate? Maybe it was Raquel or maybe Betty Grable? It may have been Bobby Sherman or Donnie Osmond. 'Fess up. Share with blog world. Who was the crush/lust of your youth? Choose five! Participate, play along.

You have your assignment, now go revive those happy memories and fantasies and be ready to report. Not yet, wait for Friday.

Oh, about the poster. You would not have found it tacked to my walls. I had other interests. See the poll to the right.

May 4, 2009

'Splain this Lucy



I keep reading that the Repugs are doomed forever because America wants to be "governed from the middle". Too bad the Obamamedia won't do their jobs and report the truth about what this President brings to the table. Most of you pinheads that voted for this left-winger would cut off your fingers that voted for Obama from pure shame. Take a gander at this:

In 2001, [Obama] gave a public radio interview as a state senator and law professor in which he lamented that the Supreme Court "never ventured into the issues of redistribution of wealth, and more basic issues of political and economic justice in this society" and that the Court had not facilitated the ability for America to "break free from the essential constraints that were placed by the founding fathers in the Constitution." On the Constitution itself, he remarked that, because it never forced the redistribution of wealth to African Americans, it was a document with a "fundamental flaw" that "reflected the enormous blind spot in this culture that carries on until this day."

--emphasis mine-- source

So I ask all of you again that told me I was a paranoid, seeing Commies and Socialists under the bed, what say you now?

h/t Doug Ross

Times, They Are a Changin'


I originally wrote this post back on April 14. It was actually up for about three minutes. Since I am paranoid, I took it down so she would not somehow stumble across the secret.

I got a call from my daughter's boyfriend yesterday around lunchtime. He wanted to know if I could meet him for a drink in the evening. Uh-oh.

They have been dating for about four years. She is due to graduate from college next month Saturday. He graduated two years ago and has a good job and a house.

He asked my blessing and permission to marry my daughter. It wasn't necessary, but it was a classy move. I answered truthfully, he has my blessing, but does not need my permission. I also told him that I could not have picked a better man for my daughter. I meant it too.

He has not asked her yet, so do not spoil it, OK? So now my baby girl is engaged, as of last night.

I guess I better be looking for a second job, the wife says weddings are expensive. I told her I thought an elopement was romantic. The look I got froze the water in my glass. I think my role in this thing has been fulfilled.

May 2, 2009

Wants Needs for today

I have a hankerin' for a corndog. I want it deep fried, with a puddle of yellow mustard for dipping.

May 1, 2009

Today's Earworm



This is not such a bad thing to have in your skull
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