I had a very nice business meeting in the Chicago area today, it was a long drive there and back. Will the construction ever end on the Chicago Interstate system? The trip from 294 to I80 East is hell. There were two wrecks on the Indy west side that made the drive about 40 minutes longer than it should have.
I think I will move the favorite five poll to Friday, Friday Five has a certain symmetry I think.
The hype/scare/panic about Eduardo has begun anew for the Carolinas. Unfortunately the calling of official emergencies a week before the storm strikes gives a whole "cry wolf" atmosphere. Who will listen next time when a storm is coming?
Long weekend coming up, I am ready! We just have to get through Friday. Is the Friday prior to a long weekend the most unproductive day ever?
August 31, 2006
August 30, 2006
Five Favorite
This week I challenge you to name your five favorite comedy movies. Here is the catch -- they must have been filmed in black and white! Put on your thinking caps and remember days gone by. I bet you are just jumping up and down and spitting out wooden nickels on this category -- hey, HB got TCM!Extra points if you name an Esther Williams movie. Oh, and the Three Stooges count.
Boudreaux the Baptist
Boudreaux, a Cajun highlander from Rapides Parish in central Louisiana, was
an older, single gentleman, who was born and raised a Baptist, living in
South Louisiana.
Each Friday night after work, he would fire up his outdoor grill and cook
a venison steak. Now, all of Boudreaux's neighbors were Catholic... and
since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Fridays. The
delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem
for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest.
The priest came to visit Boudreaux, and suggested that Boudreaux convert
to Catholicism. After several classes and much study, Boudreaux attended Mass... and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You were born a Baptist
and raised a Baptist, but now you are Catholic."
Boudreaux's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived,
and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood. The
priest was called immediately by the neighbors and, as he rushed into
Boudreaux's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped
in amazement and watched. There stood Boudreaux, clutching a small bottle
of water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat, and chanted:
"You wuz born a deer, and you wuz raised a deer, but now you a catfish."
an older, single gentleman, who was born and raised a Baptist, living in
South Louisiana.
Each Friday night after work, he would fire up his outdoor grill and cook
a venison steak. Now, all of Boudreaux's neighbors were Catholic... and
since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Fridays. The
delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem
for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest.
The priest came to visit Boudreaux, and suggested that Boudreaux convert
to Catholicism. After several classes and much study, Boudreaux attended Mass... and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You were born a Baptist
and raised a Baptist, but now you are Catholic."
Boudreaux's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived,
and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood. The
priest was called immediately by the neighbors and, as he rushed into
Boudreaux's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped
in amazement and watched. There stood Boudreaux, clutching a small bottle
of water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat, and chanted:
"You wuz born a deer, and you wuz raised a deer, but now you a catfish."
August 29, 2006
Musical results
Hah, I am so disappointed not one of you tried to curry points and name a Esther Williams movie. That chick was so hot and was my teenage crush.
here are the top vote getters all with three votes:
West Side Story, Paint your Wagon, Phantom of the Opera and the vile Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Here is my list:
Sound of Music, Wizard of Oz, Pal Joey, Singing in the Rain, and any movie with Julie Andrews or Esther Williams.
Just for kicks, let us look at the beautiful Ms Williams again.
Start thinking about comedies.
Blame Bush
The lets relive Katrina parade is getting a little old already. The take from every reporter is pretty much the same -- Blame Bush. Every station and newspaper might as well have been written by the same person. Bush did nothing to help the poor soles in New Orleans. Even the worthless former FEMA chief blamed Bush this morning. He said he was only following White House talking points.
Look, the Federal Government's response was horrible, but we all know where the blame lies. Local and State Governments are responsible for protecting the citizens. The State National Guards are under the authority of the Governor. The response of the Mayor of NOLA, "Chocolate Nagin" is the primary cause of the catastrophe at the time and why the city remains a war zone today.
In know I am spitting into a hurricane gale, but that hurricane hit Mississippi harder, yet we are not hearing the same "help me " blame Bush stories. Unbiased reporting my ass.
Why bother, if you read this site regularly you know the truth.
Look, the Federal Government's response was horrible, but we all know where the blame lies. Local and State Governments are responsible for protecting the citizens. The State National Guards are under the authority of the Governor. The response of the Mayor of NOLA, "Chocolate Nagin" is the primary cause of the catastrophe at the time and why the city remains a war zone today.
In know I am spitting into a hurricane gale, but that hurricane hit Mississippi harder, yet we are not hearing the same "help me " blame Bush stories. Unbiased reporting my ass.
Why bother, if you read this site regularly you know the truth.
August 28, 2006
A Modern Pied Piper
The mayor of Houston Texas was very worried about a plague of
pigeons in Houston. The mayor could not remove the pigeons from
the city. All of Houston was full of pigeon poop. The people of
Houston couldn't walk on the sidewalks or drive on the roads. It was
costing a fortune to try to keep the streets and sidewalks clean.
One day a man came to City Hall and offered the Mayor a proposition.
"I can rid your beautiful city of its plague of pigeons without cost to
the city. But, you must promise not to ask me any questions. Or,
you can pay me five million dollars and ask one question." The mayor
considered the offer briefly and accepted the free proposition.
The next day the man climbed to the top of City Hall, opened his coat,
and released a red pigeon. The red pigeon circled in the air and flew
up into the bright blue Texas sky. All the pigeons in Houston saw
the red pigeon. They gathered up behind the red pigeon. The Houston
pigeons followed the red pigeon as she flew eastward out of the city.
The next day the red pigeon returned completely alone to the man
atop City Hall. The Mayor was very impressed. He thought the man
and the red pigeon had performed a wonderful miraculous feat to rid
Houston of the plague of pigeons.
Even though the man with the pigeon had charged nothing, the mayor
presented him with a check for 5 million dollars and told the man that,
indeed, he did have a question to ask and even though they had agreed to
no fee and the man had rid the city of pigeons, he decided to pay the five
million just to get to ask ONE question.
The man accepted the money and told the mayor to ask his question.
The mayor asked: "Do you have any red Mexicans?"
pigeons in Houston. The mayor could not remove the pigeons from
the city. All of Houston was full of pigeon poop. The people of
Houston couldn't walk on the sidewalks or drive on the roads. It was
costing a fortune to try to keep the streets and sidewalks clean.
One day a man came to City Hall and offered the Mayor a proposition.
"I can rid your beautiful city of its plague of pigeons without cost to
the city. But, you must promise not to ask me any questions. Or,
you can pay me five million dollars and ask one question." The mayor
considered the offer briefly and accepted the free proposition.
The next day the man climbed to the top of City Hall, opened his coat,
and released a red pigeon. The red pigeon circled in the air and flew
up into the bright blue Texas sky. All the pigeons in Houston saw
the red pigeon. They gathered up behind the red pigeon. The Houston
pigeons followed the red pigeon as she flew eastward out of the city.
The next day the red pigeon returned completely alone to the man
atop City Hall. The Mayor was very impressed. He thought the man
and the red pigeon had performed a wonderful miraculous feat to rid
Houston of the plague of pigeons.
Even though the man with the pigeon had charged nothing, the mayor
presented him with a check for 5 million dollars and told the man that,
indeed, he did have a question to ask and even though they had agreed to
no fee and the man had rid the city of pigeons, he decided to pay the five
million just to get to ask ONE question.
The man accepted the money and told the mayor to ask his question.
The mayor asked: "Do you have any red Mexicans?"
Manic Monday
It is raining, I am tired, horny, and in no mood to deal with the bullshit that litters my email inbox. I have expense reports to do and if you have ever had to deal with that, you know from whence I complain.
This is not original, but it shall be the theme of the day:
Mondays suck.
This is not original, but it shall be the theme of the day:
Mondays suck.
August 27, 2006
These are real
The Top 10 Unintentionally Worst Company URLs
Everyone knows that if you are going to operate a business in today's
world you need a domain name. It is advisable to look at the domain
name selected as others see it and not just as you think it looks.
Failure to do this may result in situations such as the following
legitimate companies who deal in everyday humdrum products and
services but clearly didn't give their domain names enough
consideration.
1. A site called 'Who Represents' where you can find the name of the
agent that represents a celebrity. Their domain name is
http://www.whorepresents.com/
2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchange
advice and views at http://www.expertsexchange.com/
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at
http://www.penisland.net/
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at http://www.therapistfinder.com/
5. Then of course, there's the Italian Power Generator company:
http://www.powergenitalia.com/
6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in N ew
South Wales: http://www.molestationnursery.com/
7. If you're looking for computer software, there's always
http://www.ipanywhere.com/
8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church. Their w ebsite is
http://www.cummingfirst.com/
9. Then, of course, there are these brainless art designers, and their
whacky website: http://www.speedofart.com/
10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe? Try their brochure website at
http: //www.gotahoe.com/
Everyone knows that if you are going to operate a business in today's
world you need a domain name. It is advisable to look at the domain
name selected as others see it and not just as you think it looks.
Failure to do this may result in situations such as the following
legitimate companies who deal in everyday humdrum products and
services but clearly didn't give their domain names enough
consideration.
1. A site called 'Who Represents' where you can find the name of the
agent that represents a celebrity. Their domain name is
http://www.whorepresents.com/
2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchange
advice and views at http://www.expertsexchange.com/
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at
http://www.penisland.net/
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at http://www.therapistfinder.com/
5. Then of course, there's the Italian Power Generator company:
http://www.powergenitalia.com/
6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in N ew
South Wales: http://www.molestationnursery.com/
7. If you're looking for computer software, there's always
http://www.ipanywhere.com/
8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church. Their w ebsite is
http://www.cummingfirst.com/
9. Then, of course, there are these brainless art designers, and their
whacky website: http://www.speedofart.com/
10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe? Try their brochure website at
http: //www.gotahoe.com/
August 25, 2006
And that makes nine
My Very Excellent Mother Just Served Up Nine Pizzas.
Who put these guys in Charge anyway? A bunch of eggheads have joined together in Europe and have decided Pluto, the little guy at the edge of the galaxy, is no longer a planet. I call bullshit. Where are the liberals on this issue? Just because it has a wobbly orbit, it is a bit smaller than the other boys, the bully scientists want to kick it off the team. What happened to inclusion? What about celebrating interplanetary diversity? Who is next Uranus? Neptune? One of those guys spins on its side. One has a funny name. When will the insults end?
I refuse to agree. Pluto, God of the underworld, Mickey's dog, little lost ice ball on the edge of the solar system. You will find it safe here, no insults, no being lumped with drifting chunks of ice and moons. You are a full planet to me, otherwise the mnemonic at the beginning of this post makes no sense.
Who put these guys in Charge anyway? A bunch of eggheads have joined together in Europe and have decided Pluto, the little guy at the edge of the galaxy, is no longer a planet. I call bullshit. Where are the liberals on this issue? Just because it has a wobbly orbit, it is a bit smaller than the other boys, the bully scientists want to kick it off the team. What happened to inclusion? What about celebrating interplanetary diversity? Who is next Uranus? Neptune? One of those guys spins on its side. One has a funny name. When will the insults end?
I refuse to agree. Pluto, God of the underworld, Mickey's dog, little lost ice ball on the edge of the solar system. You will find it safe here, no insults, no being lumped with drifting chunks of ice and moons. You are a full planet to me, otherwise the mnemonic at the beginning of this post makes no sense.
Good gravy
White Gravy
You can use multiples, I usually make a triple batch for my family.
2 T drippings
2 T flour
1 C milk
Always keep these proportions.
Add drippings to hot skillet over medium high. Stir in flour and cook for about 1 minute, stirring constantly. Add milk slowly, stirring constantly make sure you break up any lumps NOW. Add salt and pepper to taste. Cook until thick about 15 minutes keeping a constant boil, stirring constantly. This recipe always works.
Some people use the shaker jar method, this one always does better for me, as the flour cooks just like you are making a roux, so the gravy always thickens perfectly.
You can use multiples, I usually make a triple batch for my family.
2 T drippings
2 T flour
1 C milk
Always keep these proportions.
Add drippings to hot skillet over medium high. Stir in flour and cook for about 1 minute, stirring constantly. Add milk slowly, stirring constantly make sure you break up any lumps NOW. Add salt and pepper to taste. Cook until thick about 15 minutes keeping a constant boil, stirring constantly. This recipe always works.
Some people use the shaker jar method, this one always does better for me, as the flour cooks just like you are making a roux, so the gravy always thickens perfectly.
August 24, 2006
Little Trooper
Hold your left hand out palm down. Imagine the large bones in your arm are now pushed underneath your palm. Maybe a better way to put it is instead of the hand attached at the wrist to the end of your arm bones, your hand is on top of the broken ends of your arm bones. Does that image make you queasy? Imagine it was your own son's arm.
Yep, yesterday morning the little one broke his arm in PE class, playing touch football. Typical, he lamented the fact he was just breaking a big run around the end when he slipped on the grass and fell on his outstretched arm, bending the hand back and breaking it in the manner described above. Baseball and football are done for the fall.
After spending the morning in the ER, the forenoon in the Specialists office, and the evening at the hospital where surgery was required to set the bones, he came home late last night in considerable pain. Throughout the ordeal he mostly complained he was hungry. Of course they would not allow him to eat or drink all day. He has always said he wanted to be a doctor. When I asked him if he still wanted to be a doctor yesterday he said "NO, I am not going to school for 8 years so I can ask someone 15 times when was the last time they ate."
He has a cast from above his elbow to his fingers. He will miss at least the rest of the week of school, and he is already bored. He remains in good humor and the doctor said there is only a small chance there will be issues with the broken growth plate. So here we sit, watching Simpson DVDs; a smile on his face, worry in my heart.
Yep, yesterday morning the little one broke his arm in PE class, playing touch football. Typical, he lamented the fact he was just breaking a big run around the end when he slipped on the grass and fell on his outstretched arm, bending the hand back and breaking it in the manner described above. Baseball and football are done for the fall.
After spending the morning in the ER, the forenoon in the Specialists office, and the evening at the hospital where surgery was required to set the bones, he came home late last night in considerable pain. Throughout the ordeal he mostly complained he was hungry. Of course they would not allow him to eat or drink all day. He has always said he wanted to be a doctor. When I asked him if he still wanted to be a doctor yesterday he said "NO, I am not going to school for 8 years so I can ask someone 15 times when was the last time they ate."
He has a cast from above his elbow to his fingers. He will miss at least the rest of the week of school, and he is already bored. He remains in good humor and the doctor said there is only a small chance there will be issues with the broken growth plate. So here we sit, watching Simpson DVDs; a smile on his face, worry in my heart.
August 23, 2006
Roundabout
I fried up some cube steaks last night and served them with buttered corn, mashed potatoes and gravy. I make my own gravy according to my grandma's recipe. It is always good, always perfect. If you want to know how to make perfect white gravy let me know.
I have not commented on the little one and the football team. In a past post I worried he would not be given a chance, and I was right. Last year he beat out all of the 6th graders to win the starting QB slot for the all star football team, and played well. This year, under new coaches at the middle school (7th grade) he was not given an opportunity. When asked what he played he said QB, and they said "well go over there with the other backs". ALL of the skilled positions on first team were given to basketball players. He is second string wing back. Welcome to Indiana -- if you play basketball, you must be the best at everything. The kid playing ahead of him at his position is smaller, slower and did not even make the all star team last year. He has not grown, either. There was no tryout, no competition to see who was better, just slotted in positions on the first day of practice. The coaches always lament the fact that so many kids do not come out for sports teams in the second year -- Hmmm, I wonder why? The little one is getting some practice time at safety and special teams. He is disappointed, but seems to be enjoying the experience. He came home with blood running down his leg yesterday -- his response "it is nothing". The cheerleaders decorated all of the players lockers yesterday; guess who got skipped? Oh well, he cheerfully goes to practice. He is a straight A student in the advanced classes. He already knows there is more to life than sports. He has watched his parents enough to know life ain't fair. He is a good boy.
I can accept the cruelties of life, but it is sure hard to watch your kids get fucked over -- the oldest boy at his concert debut (see below, I am too lazy to link today), the little one here. My dad always said our family was cursed with bad luck, I sure would like to see the cycle broken some day.
I have not commented on the little one and the football team. In a past post I worried he would not be given a chance, and I was right. Last year he beat out all of the 6th graders to win the starting QB slot for the all star football team, and played well. This year, under new coaches at the middle school (7th grade) he was not given an opportunity. When asked what he played he said QB, and they said "well go over there with the other backs". ALL of the skilled positions on first team were given to basketball players. He is second string wing back. Welcome to Indiana -- if you play basketball, you must be the best at everything. The kid playing ahead of him at his position is smaller, slower and did not even make the all star team last year. He has not grown, either. There was no tryout, no competition to see who was better, just slotted in positions on the first day of practice. The coaches always lament the fact that so many kids do not come out for sports teams in the second year -- Hmmm, I wonder why? The little one is getting some practice time at safety and special teams. He is disappointed, but seems to be enjoying the experience. He came home with blood running down his leg yesterday -- his response "it is nothing". The cheerleaders decorated all of the players lockers yesterday; guess who got skipped? Oh well, he cheerfully goes to practice. He is a straight A student in the advanced classes. He already knows there is more to life than sports. He has watched his parents enough to know life ain't fair. He is a good boy.
I can accept the cruelties of life, but it is sure hard to watch your kids get fucked over -- the oldest boy at his concert debut (see below, I am too lazy to link today), the little one here. My dad always said our family was cursed with bad luck, I sure would like to see the cycle broken some day.
August 21, 2006
Favorite five
This week tell me your five favorite musicals.
Any movie that includes my favorite all time hottie musical actress will get extra credit. That is her, over there on the right.
Note, just because I like musicals does not make me gay or anything. Does it?
War movies -- The results
Here are the votes as computed by the accounting firm of Yourfu King Nutts and Kiddingme:
Saving Private Ryan(7)
We Were Soldiers (6)
Band of Brothers (5)
Five movies got three votes.
Here is my list in no order:
The Alamo
The Patriot
Gettysburg
Full Metal Jacket
In Harms Way
The Green Berets
Saving Private Ryan
The Blue Max
Midway
The Dirty Dozen
I get many votes -- my survey.
Saving Private Ryan(7)
We Were Soldiers (6)
Band of Brothers (5)
Five movies got three votes.
Here is my list in no order:
The Alamo
The Patriot
Gettysburg
Full Metal Jacket
In Harms Way
The Green Berets
Saving Private Ryan
The Blue Max
Midway
The Dirty Dozen
I get many votes -- my survey.
Masturbating Goats
I will freely admit I am not the smartest guy that ever lived. I am pretty sure Isaac Newton (the cookie guy?) and Albert Einstein were both smarter than I. At least one person in my graduating class in college has me to thank for his ability to claim on his first resume that he graduated in the top 1/2 of his class (you wordsmiths out there try to top that for the most pronouns in one sentence).
Our city has an ordinance that says all trash must be in bags, and in a garbage can. The city claims this speeds the collection effort, reduces overtime, etc. There are actually fines in place for noncompliance. Every week I watch the garbage men open the cans and remove the bags one by one and throw them in the back of the truck. How can this possible be faster than when I and my neighbors put the trash bags next to the curb?
I need a high paying job in city management. The time study on that ordinance would take about 5 minutes to complete.
On the wish I had a camera phone front #2:
There is one of those roadside stands down the highway from my house that sells produce, flowers, yard ornaments, sunglasses, beach towels... Anyway they have a big orange sign out front that reads:
It has been there two weeks now. Even I know "have off" is not right!
Our city has an ordinance that says all trash must be in bags, and in a garbage can. The city claims this speeds the collection effort, reduces overtime, etc. There are actually fines in place for noncompliance. Every week I watch the garbage men open the cans and remove the bags one by one and throw them in the back of the truck. How can this possible be faster than when I and my neighbors put the trash bags next to the curb?
I need a high paying job in city management. The time study on that ordinance would take about 5 minutes to complete.
On the wish I had a camera phone front #2:
There is one of those roadside stands down the highway from my house that sells produce, flowers, yard ornaments, sunglasses, beach towels... Anyway they have a big orange sign out front that reads:
All ceament and concreat 50% or have off
It has been there two weeks now. Even I know "have off" is not right!
Pygmy Sex
I will be trying out new titles this week to try and attract some of the weird google hits you guys get, thanks for your suggestions.
I have designed a Hoosierboy T shirt. I have already made arrangements with Wal Mart to stock them. If you see a fellow Fat in Indiana fan wearing this shirt give them the Hoosierboy super secret sign -- a little wave at waist level. If they respond in any manner, you will know they are in the club. Email me pictures of you wearing the Hoosierboy T shirt and I will post them on the site. Eat me Frank J, I gots me T shirts now too! I plan on wearing one when I visit a customer later this week (under my dress shirt). Buy it. Wear it. Spread the love.
The oldest boy was a little disappointed in his concert debut. He said the "old guys" running the event were total assholes. Most of the bands and audience are thirty somethings, and they asked some local high school bands to play ( there is a pretty good music scene in this small town with several high school bands). The boy said the sound guy kept randomly turning down the instruments as they were playing so they could not hear the notes. He said the guy would turn down the guitar during the verse and turn it way up during the chorus. He said the sound and light guy were laughing there asses off at the band's increasing confusion and resulting missed notes. It made the band look and sound bad. White trash assholes never change.
August 20, 2006
A failure to communicate
I neglected to post something yesterday. I am sure you all cried yourselves to sleep last night in despair.
We dropped the daughter back to college yesterday, it was a little easier than last year, but still tough. I do not know which is harder, being a parent or knowing the kid does not need you in the same way any more. My Mom says you never stop worrying -- she is right.
What is unique about the following?:
I MAIM NINE MEN IN MIAMI
The coffee is done. Have a great Sunday.
We are off to Columbus, IN to watch the little one play a baseball double header this afternoon. I have many things I should do, but what the heck. The oldest boy is making his stage debut playing bass and guitar at a local music fest today. He is jazzed, but says he does not want us to come listen and watch. "That would be too weird" he told us. He invited his sister, but as I said, she is at school.
We dropped the daughter back to college yesterday, it was a little easier than last year, but still tough. I do not know which is harder, being a parent or knowing the kid does not need you in the same way any more. My Mom says you never stop worrying -- she is right.
What is unique about the following?:
I MAIM NINE MEN IN MIAMI
The coffee is done. Have a great Sunday.
We are off to Columbus, IN to watch the little one play a baseball double header this afternoon. I have many things I should do, but what the heck. The oldest boy is making his stage debut playing bass and guitar at a local music fest today. He is jazzed, but says he does not want us to come listen and watch. "That would be too weird" he told us. He invited his sister, but as I said, she is at school.
August 18, 2006
Friday
For some reason I rarely get those weird Google hits so many of you get. I am not sure why, I guess it is my pure as driven snow reputation. Fuzzy kittens and bunnies and newborn lambs are more the images I associate with Fat in Indiana.
Does anyone else find it weird and disturbing to continue to get hits from Gutrumbles? Yabu is probably right it is bad juju to keep a link to a dead man, but I cannot find it in me to delete the link. Acidman inspired me to try this blog thing (like many of you) and was free to offer advice when I started (like he did many of you). I wish I had the courage to lay my personal life out for all to see, but I was not raised that way, it goes against my nature. Hell, only my brother Otter in my family even knows about this site (to the best of my knowledge).
What is the point of this post? Hell if I know. Have a good weekend. Remember if you are not promoting Hoosierboy, you should be supporting someone who is.
Does anyone else find it weird and disturbing to continue to get hits from Gutrumbles? Yabu is probably right it is bad juju to keep a link to a dead man, but I cannot find it in me to delete the link. Acidman inspired me to try this blog thing (like many of you) and was free to offer advice when I started (like he did many of you). I wish I had the courage to lay my personal life out for all to see, but I was not raised that way, it goes against my nature. Hell, only my brother Otter in my family even knows about this site (to the best of my knowledge).
What is the point of this post? Hell if I know. Have a good weekend. Remember if you are not promoting Hoosierboy, you should be supporting someone who is.
August 17, 2006
Just another argument
Airplanes, ports, bridges, subways and shopping malls cannot ever be sanitized against every type of attack that can be dreamed up by fanatics engaged in asymmetrical warfare. We have to target the fanatics themselves. Baby formula doesn't kill people. Islamic fascists kill people.
--- Ann Coulter
read it all here.
This guy is funny as hell
Go read him, tell him I sent you in the comments. If he keeps posting I will add a link.
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