Wednesday, March 30, 2005


Steve musta been "Instalaunched".
I can't log in, his bandwith is being exeeded.
Looks like the light at the end of the tunnel isn't a train~ ~~this time.

It looks like it's finally over, The seller moved out last nite, she was having about the same kind of luck as us. The movers were contracted to pack and move; they got there with no packing materials.

She said they got done packing and loading around midnite last nite. A wonderful older woman, I feel sorry it happend to her. She dropped off the key this afternoon, and we'll start the move tommorrow. We'll load the big pick-up tonite and I drive to work then unload it after. Save a special trip, anyway.

Domestic tranquility is starting to settle in rancho Trainwreck again.
We both recognized that it was the stress- mostly. I'm still not going to say anything to, or about 16 (just for safety, ya know).

And Thanks to ZiPpo, for the last comment, it helps, Thanks.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Post number , , , ummm 3 in the domestic bliss catagory

Wife reminded me to call mom. I called mom, wife hates it when I hand mom off to her for the other 90 min.
Today I took the bullet, talked to mom the whole time.

Wife is mad that I didn't hand mom off.

*Throwing up my hands* and walking off.
Like I've said, this house has been a total cluster f*ck
from the git-go.

I deleted yesterdays post due to personal things that didn't need to be aired. The appropriate party will get the e-mailed responses. look at central Texas for the fireball when she reads the responses.

As to the ongoing fubar in Castroville. Medina Electric Co-op told me they wouldn;t do cr*p without a meter number. OK, I took off an hour early, drove to the new place and got the serial number.

OK, everybody who thinks that's the right number raise your hand.
Ok, I see about 85% with their hands up. I thought so, too. I drove to the west side of Hondo, thru 2 school zones, got there and the woman buerocrat told me not the right number, it's shorter.

I'm really sorry, I've been in Natural gas operations for over 7 years, and when someone asks for a meter number, I give them the SERIAL number. Not in Medina E.C. they have a DIFFERENT number.

I drove BACK to talk to Miss Judy and got her acct #, METER #, Address, last read, and all i could print. Drove BACK thru HONDO ( and 2 school zones) to the Co-op, got there at about 4:30 (half an hout before closing), got the thing done, and now I need to get my powwer co. to send a credit letter to Medina- or it'll cost me $250 deposit.

On the way home I stopped at Lowes to get 5 gal of white paint for the addition.
Got home about 6:45/7 and got one wall painted. Noticed the back yard was mowed.

Wife told me to call my mom about the move, I did. I mentioned her angels (the 16yr-old specifically) and it's right back like last night.
Hummm, I hope it's not going to end up like this:
Where In The Hell Did You Go With My Toothbrush?

You didn't leave a bar of soap when you left me.
You didn't even leave a towel so I could dry my face.
You didn't even leave a plate for me to eat on.
But you left all my empty beercans all over the place.

You didn't leave my precious black and white TV set.
You took the Jimi Hendrix poster that was on my door.
You left with my very best friend - our dog Smokey.
But I found all the unpaid bills on the kitchen floor.

And where in the hell did you go with my toothbrush?
And where in the hell did you happen to spend last night?
You didn't leave a bar of soap when you left me.
And you didn't even tell me they was turning out the lights.

-- Guitar solo --

You didn't leave my little five dollar alarm clock.
You didn't even leave a note; I guess it's all been said.
You didn't even leave the cushions for the sofa.
And now that I'm used to the couch, you left the bed.

And where in the hell did you go with my toothbrush?
And where in the hell have you been for the last three days?
You didn't leave a bar of soap when you left me.
And you didn't stick around to see the teardrops on my face.

_The Rev. Horton Heat

Monday, March 28, 2005

--->Deleted because my good sense kicked in<----

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Happy Easter !

And in that spirit:

Here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity, hoppity,
Easter's on its way.

Bringin' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy,
Things to make your Easter bright and gay.
He's got jelly beans for Tommy,
Colored eggs for sister Sue,
There's an orchid for your Mommy
And an Easter bonnet, too.

For the traditionalist in my audience:

On the first day of the week, Mary of Magdala came to the tomb early in the morning, while it was still dark, and saw the stone removed from the tomb.
So she ran and went to Simon Peter and to the other disciple whom Jesus loved, and told them, "They have taken the Lord from the tomb, and we don't know where they put him."
So Peter and the other disciple went out and came to the tomb.
They both ran, but the other disciple ran faster than Peter and arrived at the tomb first;
he bent down and saw the burial cloths there, but did not go in.
When Simon Peter arrived after him, he went into the tomb and saw the burial cloths there,
and the cloth that had covered his head, not with the burial cloths but rolled up in a separate place.
Then the other disciple also went in, the one who had arrived at the tomb first, and he saw and believed.
For they did not yet understand the scripture that he had to rise from the dead.

John 20: 1-9

Saturday, March 26, 2005

I'm culling my blogroll

I said it before, and now I'm getting rid of the "All T.S.-all the time" blogs.

I'm tired of it, and I'm not naming names. I'm too small, and some are part of the nicedoggie network.
I just can't imagine what Mexico has on Uve-doble

the American Thinker has a wonderful article on previous incarnations of the Minute Man Project over in Arizona.

Douglas Hanson's article gives a bit more realistic description of these citizens than GW's dismissive "vigilante" comment.
In it he revisits the various time that the military has been on the border in almost the same role as the MMP (reporting illegals to the proper authorities) are doing now.

He ends the article by expanding on what I've felt for a while:
"President Bush has been viewed as a leader who places the national security of our country as the number one priority. His national security team and the DoD have correctly gone on the offense in the Global War on Terror and taken the fight to the enemy. Unfortunately, the lack of will in securing our border, and his criticisms of our citizens acting in good faith to protect their loved ones and property, only reinforce the perception that GW is returning to business as usual in the domestic political arena. Pandering to the oddball coalition of open-border Democrats and cheap-labor Republicans may have some economic benefit that I don’t understand, but this is certainly no way to secure our country."

I kinda knew he was like this, but I marked the arrow more in opposition to Kerry than in enthusiastic support of GWB.
Maybe I need to start getting behind Congressman Tancredo in '08. If I were a single issue voter I'd do that now, but I don't know what else he stands for.

Friday, March 25, 2005

I'm sure you know I haven't been following the MSM lately

But Val over at Babalu Blog has a story thay I'd bet that no-one north of Miami has heard.
The longing for freedom isn't just a, , , an American "puppet" kinda thing.
These people prove that.
That's the kind of "illegal" immigration ol' Jorge Uve-duble needs to encourage, not the Mexican thing.
I came into this blog with my laptop

It's using Explorer, and I saw my blinks weren't blinking. Must be something to do with Explorer, looks good in Firefox.
More "scientific" commentery on GLOBAL WARMING

I've got a couple uninformed questions about this NASA arcticle about 'Arctic Soot'.

Ok, haven't we been cleaning up the air with cleaner burning fuels since J.P. Getty got a cheap source of fuel to industry back in the 1800's? You remember changing to inexpensive, readily available, cleaner (realitvly) fuel oil, from sooty coal fired plants.

Here's what Dorothy Koch of Columbia University, New York, and NASA's Goddard Institute for Space Studies (GISS), New York, and James Hansen of NASA GISS ( co-authors of the study that appeared in a recent issue of the Journal of Geophysical Research). have to say:

"This research offers additional evidence black carbon, generated through the process of incomplete combustion, may have a significant warming impact on the Arctic," Koch said. "Further, it means there may be immediate consequences for Arctic ecosystems, and potentially long-term implications on climate patterns for much of the globe," she added.

The Arctic is especially susceptible to the impact of human-generated particles and other pollution. In recent years the Arctic has significantly warmed, and sea-ice cover and glacial snow have diminished. Likely causes for these trends include changing weather patterns and the effects of pollution. Black carbon has been implicated as playing a role in melting ice and snow. When soot falls on ice, it darkens the surface and accelerates melting by increasing absorbed sunlight. Airborne soot also warms the air and affects weather patterns and clouds.

Ok, so it's only starting now? All the sooty coal fired plants polluting from all over the devloped 19th century world is only now making it up there?
Or are our modern day scrubbers not working right?

Koch and Hansen used GISS' General Circulation Model (GCM) to investigate the origins of Arctic soot by isolating various source regions and types. The GCM employs a lot of different data gathered by NASA and other U.S. satellites to study many environmental factors such as ice cover and temperature.

The research found in the atmosphere over the Arctic, about one-third of the soot comes from South Asia, one-third from burning biomass or vegetation around the world, and the remainder from Russia, Europe and North America.

South Asia is estimated to have the largest industrial soot emissions in the world, and the meteorology in that region readily lofts pollution into the upper atmosphere where it is transported to the North Pole. Meanwhile, the pollution from Europe and Russia travels closer to the surface.

But aren't China, and the other Third World countries EXEMPT from the Kyoto scam?
Well I guess my TERRI SCHIAVO relief was premature.

I made the mistake of looking at Drudge this morning, and was met with TERRI SCHIAVO, TERRI SCHAIVO, TERRI SCHIAVO, and TERRI SCHAIVO!

Guess I'll have to crawl back into my hole and pull a rock over it again. I'm definetly going to install a CD player in the Dodge- at least I won't have to have the radio off all the time.

Oh, Matt had 16 other stories that didn't merit topflight billing, probably because he couldn't mention TERRI SCHIAVO in them.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

And you thought gas prices were high now?

Just wait untill the real effects of this hit the gas pumps.

The enviro weinies won't let us build refineries any more. Add all the special "anti-pollution" blends in, and watch your fuel prices skyrocket.

You heard it hear first.

I can just about garrantee the cost filling your gas tank will at least double.
Ok, she's dead
I think, , , it seems like she is from what I'm reading. I wouldn't know from NOT listening to the radio, or watching hardly any TV.

The blogs I'm reading (skimming actually) seem to point that way.
I sure hope it's over, and I won't have to start drastically culling my blogrollfor the blogs full of T.S.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

No posts tonite- been a long and unproductive day.

We went to change out a big padmount transformer, and after blowing 3 High Voltage underground splices found out that the NEW (rebuilt) transformer was shorted out inside.

So we worked thru lunch and reinstalled the old one. On the other hand you could say we replaced two transformers, so the glass could be half full.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

As long as I'm linking my blogroll,

Diggers Realm is having a "poll Party"
go take a poll!
Lets help The Jawa get LGF into Google news.

Jawa wants you to try to get Little Green Footballs onto Google.

Click this Google link and add LGF.

My message was:
"Can you ad this site to your news, just to give yourself some balance? You are so unevenly loaded, that you keep falling over onto your left side. a little balance would keep you at least off your lefthand door."

I personally don't care, I don't use Google. I'm looking for something less hostile to my views.

Monday, March 21, 2005

On a Lighter note, Who are you?

If you listen to this, you may know WHO you are.

Thanks to Deans World for the background on this haunting tune.
I've got TERRI SCHIAVO on my mind today

Not because I'm on one side or the other of the TERRI SCHIAVO debate. I am usually pretty good about seeing media overhype comming, but I have to admit TERRI SCHIAVO kinda snuck up on me. In retrospect I should have known that the TERRI SCHIAVO bruhaha was a media event, weather TERRI SCHIAVO would have wanted it, or TERRI SCHIAVO wouldn't have wanted it I can't say. There are alot of things that touch a nerve after being over exposed, but I don't think TERRI SCHIAVO would notice a nerve being struck.

If I remember right, TERRI SCHIAVO told her husband that if she, TERRI SCHIAVO was struck down into a vegetative state, then TERRI SCHIAVO didn't want to be around.
Now I'm a little curious, not much- just a vague curiosity about why the TERRI SCHIAVO case? I mean there had to be plenty of other cases to rally around and force a name like, , , TERRI SCHIAVO into everyones pores. Who, besides TERRI SCHIAVO is going to benefit from all this free publicity? Not that TERRI SCHIAVO knows anything anyway. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm getting a bit fed-up with hearing about TERRI SCHIAVO. I'm so fed up that I drove home from Castroville with the radio off so I wasn't forced to hear about TERRI SCHIAVO. I wish they'd just fix it one way or another, so I wouldn't have TERRI SCHIAVO forced down my throat every 5 minutes.
I know that if TERRI SCHIAVO could know what's going on, that even TERRI SCHIAVO would just have to say "SHUT the F*CK UP about me".

I thought the 9-11 hype was bad, but that was almost 3,000 people killed, not just one TERRI SCHIAVO saturating the airwaves of America by dint of nothing but having her -->TERRI SCHIAVO's<-- autonimous nerves being able to breath on their own.

Hell, I'd rather listen to Ron Reagan(jr) talk about dogs he has known.

Lets hope they figgure out something in the TERRI SCHIAVO case, so that TERRI SCHIAVO can have her name used by people who have TERRI SCHIAVOs best intrests at heart- instead of using it for free publicity.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

How can you support the troops here?

Alot of returning troops have extremity injuries (arms and legs) that need rehabs on their homes.

I came accross Homes for our troops
over at Black Five blog.

Basically it's a 'habitat for heroes' kinda thing. I only glanced thru it, seeing if they had anything around San Antonio (didn't see any), but it looks worthwhile.

Alot of libs are decrying the tradeoff in lost limbs for lost lives, as 'too many soldiers are loosing limbs".

Homes for troops looks like it rehabs homes for injured military. Go check it out now, I can wait.
It was a semi-productive Sunday

We finally got rid of the car- the guy partied to hard yesterday, and hadn't even left (woke-up) untill we called him sitting in Seguin. He had a party Fri. nite. He rolled in around 11:30 this morning and drove off with us holding a handfull of hundreds.
I didn't get much done around the house- by the time we got done wasting a 60 mi. drive, I finished putting up the outer window trim. It was getting dark (storm clouds), and I decided to mow the bad part of the lawn- the lazy teen said she'd do it the week she was off school.

She had 8 days to do it.
She didn't get her lazy ass away from the TV unless her mom took her away.
I said some things when I got in- pissed off her mom (again). She says I'm too hard on her.
I "upset" the teen this morning(again), and P.O.'d her mom(again). Got in and unloaded the grorceries on the porch, opened the door- and there she was in all her glory:Slack-jawed in front of the boob-tube. Said she didn't notice me outside-in front of the window unloading the truck onto the porch.

I'm going to be damn glad when she turns 18, and I don't have to waste food, shelter or A/c on her. "Happy 18- bye"!
Gas is over $3/gal in Cali

I really can't say I feel bad for them- it's more like; Well they got what they deserved. They're the ones that elected the libs to screw-up almost anything that has to do with energy.

They're the ones that didn't build powerplants or distribution lines- they blighted the mountain ranges with those ugly-ass windmills that


and produce less power than a small conventional plant would.

They won't let any development take place unless costly and questionable practices are in place curtail land use.

They mandated specially blended gasoline to help air quality, while poisoning the water with the same addetive.

Nope don't feel bad for The Peoples Democratic Socialist Republic of Californistan at all.

Saturday, March 19, 2005

It's a beautiful Saturday in S. Texas

We may have a renter for the house, we're getting the Cavalier out of here for about what I wanted for it, and it's a mild sunny day.

The Texas Blogfest has started up in Dallas. I hope they're having fun and don't forget to update us about the events- both stange and normal.

Have fun guys, and ZiPpo, be sure you splice that mainbrace with El Capitan while you're up there.

Friday, March 18, 2005

Boy am I glad it's Friday

Bad news on the closing front, the seller can't find what she wants, and is getting cold feet. The closing date has moved back to Mar 31 and the realtor is handling her with kid gloves, just to keep the sale going.
It's a 115 mi. one way trip from here to work, I drop wife off on the way and pick her up when I come home. It's saving some gas that way, but the Mitsu uses almost as much gas as my Ram pick-up. It just doesn't have as big a fuel tank, so we have to fill up every day.

Sorry, but I'm tired, and the wife is watching her bad sci-fi on the sci-fi channel at too high a volume. I'm having trouble putting thoughts tohgether now, so another post tommorrow when I can remember what I was going to post.
Mark Maguire's condensed biography

Titled: Eat the Big Mac

"I'm not here to talk about the past."

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Another day closer to the move

I worked harder today than I have in the last 6 months- which means I actually broke a sweat. We're relocating a 2" PE service at the school. The school where the ONLY people working don't have any connection with the school.

The Administrators and teachers are off with the kids. Along with every other vacation the kids have off school. And they want you to pay them for NOT working when your kids aren't in school. The ones who maybe work 7 months out of the year and make as much as I do all year, and the TEA wants even more money for not working.

OOPs got on a bit of a rant, there. Anyway the girls will probably be starting their new school in about a week, and they cant get registered because the Admin doesn't even bother with an ANSWERING MACHINE, just- you know in case something, , , happens.
Gawd, I wish I was smart enough back when I was young to get a job in education, hell, I'd be getting money for nothing, hell, I might even use an answering machine.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Well it looks like the Republicans are FINALLY realizing they're in the majority

I just hope that they remember that they're also supposed to be the ones who are conservative- or as conservative as you can be in DC.

They approved drilling in ANWAR.
Now before everyone gets their undies all wadded up, lets look at this~
  • Anwar is about as big as Texas (not as big, but close).
  • The drilling site would be about as big as, as Maxwell, Tx (about 500 pop.)
  • This isn't Soviet Russia, the drillers don't gratuitusly wash the landscape with oil.
  • 90% of ANWAR is nothing more than a frozen dessert for 9 months out of 12.
  • The enviro-wackos were 180 degrees wrong on the pipeline, they say we'll endanger more threatened species. Hell, if we drill, and the tree huggers tell us that, we should save most of the citters up there with the activity, lights, heat and food.
We got that thru, now we need to get some refineries built.
And lets open the way for nukes, we don'thave enough glowing green possums walking around.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

The world is comming to an end- a lawyer is sueing himself

acidman sends a link to a layer who is 'acting in the best interests of his client'

The shark owns a title company, and it charges an un reasonable tax fee. The shark is also getting a percentage on the results.

"Emert Wyss, wearing his hat of Centerre Title company, collects the fees from Ms. McLaughlin, and now we have six, seven, eight months later, Emert Wyss wearing his hat as Ms. McLaughlin’s attorney suggests she file suit over the very fees his title company collected from her, is that right?” Brown asked.

Wyss replied, “That is right. It oversimplifies it, but that is correct."

Here's the whole transcript.
Well, Texas decided to "revamp" its tax system
But you have to remember the ones that are "revamping" are pols.
So, they raised the Sales Tax by 1%, and one day will "do something " about lowering the property tax to compensate. Yeh, next time I'll see any property taxes being lowered is when I hit 65.

They're also going to do something with the school funding, too. Probably going to see how much MORE money they can throw at it.
That reminds me- as you know, we're moving soon and need to get the girls registered in Medina Valley ISD. Problem is that it's spring break there- and the School OFFICES are closed, too.

Remember to ask next time someone mentiones teachers saleries, that they're off work as much as your kids are out of school. If they're making that much for effectively 6 months work, that ought to average out to twice as much if they WORKED full time.

I was going to say something about the DC schools cost per student VS the abyssimal results- as in money doesn't equal quality, but I've had a long day.

Monday, March 14, 2005

Tomorrow, March 15 2005 is the Third Annual International Eat an Animal for PETA Day

Remember, it's up to YOU to do your duty, now MOOooove.

And as an added incentive~

Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.

Cowpokes'll come from a near and far
When you throw a few rib-eyes on the fire
Roberto Duran ate two before a fight
'Cause it gave a lot of mighty men a lot of mighty might

Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.

Eat meat, eat meat, filet mignon
Eat meat, eat meat, eat it all day long
Eat a few T-bones till you get your fill
Eat a new york cut, hot off the grill

Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.

Eat a cow, eat a cow 'cause it's good for you
Eat a cow, eat a cow it's the thing that goes "Mooooo"

Look at all the cows in the slaughterhouse yard
Gotta hit'em in the head, gotta hit'em real hard
First you gotta clean'em then the butcher cuts'em up
Throws it on a scale, throws an eyeball in a cup

Saw a big Brahman Steer standing right over there
So I rustled up a fire cooked him medium rare
Bar-B-Q'ed his brisket, a roasted his rump
Fed my dog that ol' Brahman Steer's hump

Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.

-The Rev. Horton Heat.
I started the new job today

But I got there wayyy to early, had to watch Dian Sawer on GMA.
Does anyone know what she's got on whoever hired her for THAT job? She's got the personality of a wet dishrag.
I'd quit watching her after seeing her drooling with amazement at a new $20 bill- her keepers didn't let her spend her allowance, I guess- exept for the small bills. I mean I'd had the new bills in my wallet, and I know I don't earn a quarter of what she does.

I guess that just shows how little I've missed the MSM.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Our move continues apace

Got the call from the underwriter yesterday. As soon as we sign the appraisal, and get a termite inspection we're pretty much set. We should be able to close next Monday.
I'm starting to clean out the workshed. We had a pretty good bonfire last nite and watched the planes between the two major airports (Austin and San Antonio). I don't know if we'll be able to have open fires at the new place. We're not supposed to shoot, either if we have less than 10 acres, but the RR has made a real nice backstop for the .22shorts that no-one can hear. . .

There is also a public range in La Coste, so we can shoot real rifles, too. It's right in front of our City Gate, just hope they have some protection for the piping.

La Cose has a VFW and Castroville has the American Legion, so I'm set there.
The only problem is the grorceries, we're a good 30 mi. from San Antonio, and "big" H.E.B., so we'll have to stock-up on the weekends. Castroville has a super S, and Hondo has an older H.E.B.

Not much else happening here at Rancho Trainwreck; the back neighbor let a small heard of cattle out in his back 10 acres and the dogs haven't noticed them yet, but we'll know as soon as they do.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Free healthcare in Cuba, Who doesn't want THAT?

Val over at Babalu Blog has some more info on tio Fidelitos hospitals.

Yep, I had Gov't healthcare in the Navy- I'd rather pay for a Dr who was in the top 50% of their class.
Ready for some good humoUred Canada bashing?

From The weekly Standard, Matt Labash writes about(aboot?) out northern neighboUr.

Vancouver, British Columbia
WHENEVER I THINK OF CANADA . . . strike that. I'm an American, therefore I tend not to think of Canada. On the rare occasion when I have considered the country that Fleet Streeters call "The Great White Waste of Time," I've regarded it, as most Americans do, as North America's attic, a mildewy recess that adds little value to the house, but serves as an excellent dead space for stashing Nazi war criminals, drawing-room socialists, and hockey goons.

Henry David Thoreau nicely summed up Americans' indifference toward our country's little buddy when he wrote, "I fear that I have not got much to say about Canada. . . . What I got by going to Canada was a cold." For the most part, Canadians occupy little disk space on our collective hard drive. Not for nothing did MTV have a game show that made contestants identify washed-up celebrities under the category "Dead or Canadian?
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Equal outrage was caused when Conan O'Brien showed up to help boost tourism after the SARS crisis. Along for the ride came a Conan staple, Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, who in dog-on-the-street interviews relentlessly mocked French Canadians. When one pudgy Quebecer admitted he was a separatist, Triumph suggested he might want to "separate himself from doughnuts for a while."

Canadians seethed--though polls show they pride themselves on being much funnier than Americans (don't ask me why, when they're responsible for Dan Aykroyd, John Candy, and Alan Thicke). One MP from the socialist New Democratic party called the show "vile and vicious," and said it was tantamount to hatemongering. Historians believe this to be the first time a member of parliament has so categorically denounced a hand puppet.
WITH THE REELECTION OF BUSH, however, this poor man's Cold War may be swinging Canada's way. Trend-spotters on both sides of the 49th Parallel have taken note of "the Bush refugee," the American progressive who has decided to flee to Canada after growing heartsick at the soul-crushing death knell of liberalism that pundits declared after the president's two-point victory.

A cottage industry was born. Anti-American/pro-Canadian blogs proliferated, as blogs unfortunately do. Websites like are open for business, trying to entice emotionally vulnerable Americans to turn their backs on family, friends, and country with boasts that Canada has signed the Kyoto protocol, legalized gay marriage in six provinces, and seen its Senate recommend legalizing marijuana. Vancouver immigration lawyer Rudi Kischer took a whole team, complete with realtors
and money-managers, to recruit in American cities, helping potential defectors overcome immigration concerns, such as how to pass Canada's elitist skilled-worker test for entry (Give us your affluent, your overeducated, your Unitarian masses yearning for socialized medicine).

Dejected Americans, most of whom already live in progressive enclaves, began sounding off to reporters, vowing to check out of the Red-American wasteland before true misfortune befell them. In footage of a Kischer seminar in San Francisco that I obtained from a Canadian documentary film crew (working title of the piece: "Escaping America"), one attendee who looked like a lost Gabor sister but with more plastic surgery said, "I really can't stand George Bush. I can't stand this culture, which is very selfish, aggressive, and mean, violent I think." After going to Canada for just a half an hour from Buffalo, she concluded, "It was like a completely different country. . . . The people seemed more internationally aware, not so isolated and unilateral. There was less evidence of commercialism and corporations. People were friendly."
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To see Canadian progressivism in action, though, I trekked down to the East Side, Vancouver's Compton, where the storefront Supervised Injection Site caters to junkies on the government teat. With the surrounding streets hosting an open-air drug market, the Site was conceived as a way to rid the neighborhood of discarded drug paraphernalia and promote "safe" drug-taking practices. In typical Canadian fashion, it's a long way around the barn to get rid of litter.

If the Site has in fact encouraged addicts to do their drugs off the streets, they still buy them right outside. To reach the place, I have to pass through a herd of about 100 junkies over a four-block radius. They offer to sell me all manner of substances my company won't let me expense. When I make it inside the Site, along with several itchy, twitchy customers in search of free cookers and needles and a clean booth to shoot themselves silly, an attendant tells me that unless I'm there to take drugs, I can't stay without a media relations escort. "What we do here is important, so we try to keep a low profile," he says, perhaps oblivious to the hypodermic needle that's embossed on the door.
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RUDI KISCHER, the immigration lawyer who went trolling for clients south of the border, has probably done more than any single person besides George Bush to induce Americans to become former Americans. At the top of a high-rise building overlooking Coal Harbor, where seaplanes land in steady succession, Kischer invites me into his office. He is tall, with the bland good looks of a soap-opera extra. By way of an ice-breaker, I tell him I flunked the skilled-worker test, and so became a journalist. He says not to worry. Up until a few years ago, lawyers were completely banned from immigrating, the first fact I've heard that recommends his country.

While numbers are hard to come by, it is generally thought that some thousands of Americans are poised to change countries, making them the largest influx Canada has seen since our draft dodgers came this way during Vietnam--much less since Brit-loving Loyalists were shown the door to what was then New France by American revolutionaries. Whether or not this is true, Kischer has plenty of horror stories from interested clients: concerned parents who are moving so their children won't be drafted into Bush's war machine, the rich guy who lives on a yacht and would rather pay exorbitant Canadian taxes than bear the shame of flashing his imperialist American passport when sailing into foreign ports.
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MY FIRST INTERVIEW with an American comes not in Canada, but in Bellingham, Washington, about 90 minutes from Vancouver. I drive south and clear the Peace Arch border faster than I could a McDonald's drive-thru line (note to Homeland Security), and meet up with Christopher Key in his middle-class rambler with a for-sale sign in the yard. Key is still a patriot, but he hopes to soon be an expatriate. He's descended from "Star Spangled Banner"-writer Francis Scott Key, who he admits "wasn't much of a poet."

He has become a minor celebrity of sorts, profiled by everyone from the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation to the New York Times (whose reporter flies in the day after me). The silver-haired Key looks like a Chamber of Commerce burgher. He likes to point out he's not some stereotypical longhair, having just left his editor's gig at a failing business magazine. He's had several other career incarnations too: everything from art gallery owner to charter-boat skipper.

But Key's weirdest job was in the military, when he served in Vietnam. "They called it 'press liaison,' I think, but I was a news censor," he says. As a wet-behind-the-ears 19-year-old, he was supposed to tell media bigshots like Ed Bradley what they could and could not cover. They all ignored him. "My take," he says, "is that while I had an odious job, I managed to do it very poorly."
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Where Canada fails is no big secret. Most of us know that its universal health care is a great thing, if you don't mind waiting, say, nine months for an MRI on your spinal cord injury. We all know Canadians are overregulated, to the point that Canadian rocker Bryan Adams was denied "Canadian content status" for cowriting an album with a British producer, limiting the play his songs could receive on the radio (a policy that's supposed to encourage Canadian talent, but that in Adams's words "encourage[s] mediocrity. People don't have to compete in the real world. . . . F--ing absurd").

We all know the Canadian military has become a shadow of itself. Things have gotten so dire that a Queen's University study (titled "Canada Without Armed Forces?") predicted the imminent extinction of the air force. This unpreparedness has become such a joke that Ferguson says their military ranks just above Tonga's, which consists of nothing more than "a tape-recorded message yelling 'I surrender!' in thirty-two languages."

What many don't consider is how much Canada has oversold itself in the areas where it purportedly does succeed. While it's true that the government has been much friendlier than ours to gay marriage, only 39 percent of Canadians decidedly support it. While Canada is supposedly more environment-friendly, it has been cited for producing more waste per person than any other country. While Canada is supposedly safer, a 1996 study showed its banks had the highest stick-up rate of any industrialized nation (one in every six was robbed). And while a great deal is made of Americans' passion for firearms, the Edmonton Sun, citing Statistics Canada, reported that Canada has a higher crime rate than we do.

Canadians are supposedly less greedy than Americans, yet they lead the world in telemarketing fraud, and most of their victims are Americans. Are they more generous? Not by a long shot. The Vancouver-based Fraser Institute publishes a Generosity Index, which shows that more Americans give to charity, and give more when they do.

Is the Canadian "mosaic" more successful than the American "melting pot," a distinction they constantly make? You be the judge. Imagine every decade or so America's Spanish-speaking southwesterners holding a referendum over whether to secede. It's happened twice since 1980 among the Francophones of Quebec, and some say it's going to happen again. While America has figurative language police on its college campuses, Quebec has literal ones--"tongue troopers," the locals call them--who ruthlessly enforce absurd language laws requiring, for example, that restaurant trash cans feature the word "push" on their lids in French instead of English.

Apart from the Anglo/Franco teeter-totter that Canada can't ever seem to get off, are Canadians less racist, as many of them claim? Well, like America, they saw both slavery and segregation. If Canadians today are less racist, someone ought to tell their aboriginal peoples, who've spent centuries getting their land annexed and being generally mistreated (as of 2000 in Nova Scotia, there was still a law on the books offering hunters a bounty for Indian scalps).

Recent polling shows 35 percent of Canada's "visible minorities" (such as blacks and Asians) have experienced discrimination in the last five years. Another poll showed 54 percent of Canadians believe anti-Semitism is a serious problem in Canadian society today. It certainly was yesterday. Around World War II, a few Jews did manage to squeak in--despite the policy summed up by Canada's director of immigration as "None is too many." Will Ferguson points out that more Nazi war criminals are thought to have found sanctuary in Canada than refugees fleeing the Holocaust.

I'll let you enjoy the rest, but leave you with a good potsmoking expat hippy quote-which is true!

"America is built on people leaving places. We're a country of people who've left. Constitutionally, the pursuit of happiness is something we not only honor, but something we legally protect. This ain't Russia. I don't have to stay. This ain't Cuba. I can leave.

"In fact, find me one American who would make me stay and fight. They'd say no, go, do what's right for you. I found happiness here. I'll be in BC the rest of my life. I pray to God that I don't die somewhere else, that I'm not vacationing somewhere when I die, because that would bum me out. . . .

"Pursue your happiness. We were the first country to do it. And we live for that, the fact that people have personal rights. Go where you want. Do what you want. The fact that I chose Canada is almost a bigger embodiment of the American dream. . . . I still love America."

"So you're saying being unpatriotic is an act of patriotism?" I counter, though my heart is no longer in it

Friday, March 11, 2005

Sounds like I'm not the only one selling something on E-bay

If you enjoy a sarcastic rant, you have to read this sale on ebay.
Be sure to read all the way down to the questions and answers.

After you'ver seen that sale see the SCRABBLE set he's selling. Be sure to read the Q&A too.

Thanks to Kim du Toit
I finally got me a troll!

Too bad it was an e-mail for the car on E-bay:

Dear kangroo78656,

why is your reserve met at 800. and you are trying to get sound like an ass!!!

So I had to tell him that the reserve price was the least I wanted(actually it was $500), and this is an E-bay AUCTION the $1500 was the buy-it-now price for the two that were going the low road in my mailbox.
What a moron.
I'm ex Navy, but this is pretty good
A Soldier, a Sailor, an Airman and a Marine got into an argument about which branch of the service was "The Best." The arguing became so heated the four service men failed to see an oncoming truck. They were run over by the truck and killed instantly.

Soon, the four servicemen found themselves at the Pearly gates of Heaven. There, they met Saint Peter and decided that only he could be the ultimate source of truth and honesty. So, the four servicemen asked him, "Saint Peter, which branch of the United States Armed Forces is the best?" Saint Peter replied, "I can't answer that. However, I will ask God what He thinks the next time I see Him. Meanwhile, thank you for your service on Earth and welcome to Heaven."

Some time later the four servicemen see Saint Peter and remind him of the question they had asked when first entering Heaven. The four servicemen asked Saint Peter if he was able to find the answer. Suddenly, a sparkling white dove lands on Saint Peter's shoulder. In the dove's beak is a note glistening with gold dust. Saint Peter opens the note, trumpets blare, gold dust drifts into the air, harps play crescendos and Saint Peter begins to read the note aloud to the four servicemen.


TO: All Former Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen, and Marines

SUBJECT: Which Military Service Is the Best

1. All branches of the United States Armed Forces
are honorable and noble.
2. Each serves America well and with distinction.
3. Serving in the United States military represents a
great honor warranting special respect, tribute,
and dedication from your fellow man.
4. Always be proud of that.

Sincerely, GOD, U.S.A.F. (Retired)

Thursday, March 10, 2005

And in another circus on the Fla coast,
Via Schnitt
Is the Tonya Harding, , , ummmm, , , " sports" event.

She's going to 'box on a wrestling card' against a tranny (kof)

  • (snicker)

    FORT LAUDERDALE -- Sure, I was in a beachside bar Tuesday afternoon, standing with Tonya Harding and a transvestite stage-named Daisy D., asking questions, taking notes and wondering whether I would roast in sports-writing hell for showing up.

    But what of it?

    I've hung out with some low people, frequented some questionable places, involved myself in some tangled conversations and been around some strange, strange sports events. And that was just in covering the 2004 Dolphins.

    So how could I pass up a chance to be around the lowest, most questionable, certifiably strangest event you'll ever -- alas, perhaps never -- see? Tonya vs. the Transvestite. It's a pseudo-boxing match scheduled for Thursday night at Beach Bums on Fort Lauderdale beach.

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    Well, that's why I'm here. But let's move to the main event. Let's talk with Tonya. All of her. And, just for the record, yes, that really is her. I had to ask. There's no sense being mean about it. Let's just say she's really grown as a person.

    "When I was a figure skater I had to have a figure like a pixie," she said. "Now I have the figure of a boxer."

    What is it about Tonya that makes enough people curious, more than a decade after her Olympic embarrassment? Is it our reality-show society? Is it people rubber-necking at a car wreck? Is it the last time everyone saw her was in Norway, in the winter of 1994, when she slid across the ice, feet first, to end one of the highest-rated embarrassments in sports history?

  • They have a pic if you're interested.

    A guy walks into a bar with a pet alligator by his side. He puts
    the alligator up on the bar. He turns to the astonished patrons.
    "I'll make you a deal. I'll open this
    alligator's mouth and place my genitals inside. Then the gator
    will close his mouth for one minute. He'll then open his mouth and
    I'll remove my unit unscathed. In return for witnessing this
    spectacle, each of you will buy me a drink."

    The crowd murmured their approval. The man stood up on the bar,
    and dropped his trousers, placing his privates in the alligator's
    mouth. The gator closed his mouth as the crowd gasped. After a
    minute, the man grabbed a beer bottle and rapped the alligator
    hard on the top of its head. The gator opened his mouth and the
    man removed his genitals unscathed as promised.

    The crowd cheered and the first of his free drinks were delivered.

    The man stood up again and made another offer. "I'll pay anyone
    $100 who's willing to give it a try."

    A hush fell over the crowd. After a while, a hand went up in the
    back of the bar.

    A blonde girl timidly spoke up. "I'll try, but you have to promise
    not to hit me on the head with the beer bottle so hard."
    We're selling the little Corvette on E-bay

    And I didn't put a Buy-It-Now price on it because I want the highest price I can wring out of it.
    I got three people asking about buying it behind E-bay. I told them to bid on the thing.

    Here's one copied e-mail that makes this blog look relativly good.

    Dear kangroo78656,

    ill give u a grand for it couse i need a car for collage thanks let me know

    Ahhh, the future leadership of our country.

    (and no-it's not really a Corvette, it's a Cavalier)
    Mike Walker (National Enquirerer) sends Danny off with a bang

    Over on NRO they have a Q&A about Danny Boy. I hate to write about him, but it's relief that I won't be force fed the Rather tireing stuff anymore.

    Mike Walker, who describes Rather’s enthusiastic loyalty to those damn National Guard documents as “hotter than a rooster on Viagra,” answered some questions from NRO Editor Kathryn Jean Lopez to commemorate Dan Rather’s step down from the CBS anchor chair today.

    National Review Online: Was “Memogate” a fluke in Dan Rather’s career? Or could a keen observer have seen it coming?

    Walker: Even a not-so-keen observer could have seen it coming. When Dan was a fledgling White House reporter, it was noted in the book The Boys On the Bus that “Rather would go with an item even if he didn’t have it completely nailed down with verifiable facts. If a rumor sounded solid to him…he would let it rip. The other White House reporters hated Rather for this.” Like the time he reported, erroneously that J. Edgar Hoover had stepped down as FBI director. Not long after that gaffe, he again reported that Hoover had decamped. Again he was wrong. He was obsessed with the conviction, again erroneously, that deceased CIA director William Casey was still alive and hidden away somewhere. He spewed the f-word on camera at a TV reporter who angered him. And he admitted to persuading a Houston police officer to inject him with heroin — in the belief it would make him a better reporter. The first time CBS considered firing him was when he insulted President Nixon on national TV. He followed that with his outrageous on-air badgering of then-Vice President George H. W. Bush.
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    NRO: What lessons could the CBS news division learn from The National Enquirer?

    Walker: Stop ignoring the most basic rules of journalism. Don’t try to authenticate copies of documents. It’s impossible. You need originals. And stop dealing with transparent wackos who have axes to grind — a la that loopy Texas Bush-hater and Texas Air National Guard malcontent. Above all, when a source tells you he had documents from a guy, call the guy and ask him if that’s true. A high-school journalist wouldn’t be suckered by your phony story.
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    NRO: You recount a weird incident at a presidential press conference in 1974. What the heck was Rather up to with Nixon that day? And how did he manage not to get fired?

    Walker: President Nixon had just recognized an ABC reporter at a 1974 press conference, but the guy barely got his mouth open before Rather butted in and boomed: “Thank you, Mr. President. Dan Rather of CBS News. Mr. President … with respect.” Reporters booed Rather’s brazen interruption. Nixon said jokingly, “Are you running for something?” Snapped Rather, “No, Mr. President, are you?” The crowd gasped. Rather’s crack was beyond rude, it was downright pugnacious, disrespectful, and flat-out dumb. No one knows what was percolating through Dan’s lizard brain that fateful day, but after their White House correspondent sassed the president, CBS execs asked, “Should we fire the SOB?” NBC’s Tom Brokaw claims CBS considered hiring him to replace Rather. But Dan survived. He was all CBS had to replace Walter Cronkite.

    Read more

    Wednesday, March 09, 2005

    If we didn't have enough to worry about with "Global Warming"

    Now, somewhere, sometime a 'Super' volcano will freeze us out.

    And now the bad news: There's not much anyone can do about it.

    The eruption of a super volcano "sooner or later" will chill the planet and threaten human civilization, British scientists warned Tuesday.

    Several volcanoes around the world are capable of gigantic eruptions unlike anything witnessed in recorded history, based on geologic evidence of past events, the scientists said. Such eruptions would dwarf those of Mount St. Helens, Krakatoa, Pinatubo and anything else going back dozens of millennia.

    "Super eruptions are up to hundreds of times larger than these," said Stephen Self of Britain's Open University.

    "An area the size of North America can be devastated, and pronounced deterioration of global climate would be expected for a few years following the eruption," Self said. "They could result in the devastation of world agriculture, severe disruption of food supplies, and mass starvation. These effects could be sufficiently severe to threaten the fabric of civilization."

    Well, on the other hand, maybe it'll cancel out


    (but aren't they kinda backing off and calling it 'climate change?)

    Twenty-six reasons why men have 2 dogs and not 2 wives

    1. The later you are, the more excited your dogs are to see you.
    2. Dogs will forgive you for playing with other dogs.
    3. If a dog is gorgeous, other dogs don't hate it.
    4. Dogs don't notice if you call them by another dog's name.
    5. Dogs like it if you leave a lot of things on the floor.
    6. A dog's parents never visit.
    7. Dogs do not hate their bodies.
    8. Dogs agree that you have to raise your voice to get your point across.
    9. Dogs like to do their snooping outside rather than in your wallet or desk.
    10. Dogs seldom out live you.
    11. Dogs can't talk.
    12. You never have to wait for a dog; they're ready to go 24 hours a day.
    13. Dogs find you amusing when you're drunk.
    14. Dogs like to go hunting and fishing.
    15. Another man will seldom steal your dog.
    16. A dog will not wake you up at night to ask, "If I died, would you get another dog?"
    17. If a dog has babies, you can put an ad in the paper and give them away.
    18. A dog will let you put a studded collar on it without calling you a pervert.
    19. A dog won't hold out on you to get a new car.
    20. If a dog smells another dog on you, they don't get mad.
    They just think it's interesting.
    21. On a car trip, your dog never insists on running the heater.
    22. Dogs don't let magazine articles guide their lives.
    24. Dogs like to ride in the back of a pick-up truck.
    25. Dogs are not allowed in Bloomingdale's or
    And, last but not least:
    26. If a dog leaves, it won't take half of your stuff.

    Tuesday, March 08, 2005

    Finally the pictures of the shredded car of the Commie reporter(hostage terrorist film editor-whatever)

    Captains Quarters Blog has pics from the Italian source.

    Personally I've seen cars in worse shape driving around in San Antonio.

    (Sorry about the lack of posting, wife and 14 yr-old were playing a word game- education first)
    I'm listening to Fox News this morning, and I'll make a prediction
    I'm sure others have made the same one, but I haven't heard of it. I predict that the 'peacefull' HAMAS lead unity tour will end in loss of life, or people wounded anyway.
    These people are terrorists, they can't use any kind of presuasion exept coercion of some kind.

    AND gee, Martha is on TV again- it's like they're trying to convince me that she's worth something to me, or is somehow newsworthy.

    Monday, March 07, 2005

    Yet another Arcticle about the Ozone hole, exept now it's over Britain

    This time they're using an old Soviet spyplane, guess satellites just aren't giving them the info they want?

    Read all about the new EUro-hole here.
    Ok, it's a nautical Monday

    Thanks to Drudge, we have a stranding of a Dolphin Pod because (maybe) a US Sub was holding exercises 45 MILES away.

    I'm glad those concerned 'scientists' are so knowlegable about marine mamals:
    Some scientists surmise that loud bursts of sonar, which can be heard for miles in the water, may disorient or scare marine mammals, causing them to surface too quickly and suffer the equivalent of what divers know as the bends — when sudden decompression forms nitrogen bubbles in tissue.

    Obviously, dolphins stop in stages to prevent "the BENDS" just like human divers who use COMPRESSED air to breath underwater. Well, if they'r not scared from loud noises from evil US subs that is . . . Unlike you know eco-friendly Russian and Chinese subs.

    Sunday, March 06, 2005

    If cybersex was like the real world

    Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?

    Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

    Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Wal-Mart. I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner. It's smells funny.

    Sweetheart: I want you! Would you like to screw me?

    Wellhung: OK

    Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.

    Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.

    Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

    Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.

    Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.

    Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

    Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.

    Wellhung: My hands suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.

    Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

    Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

    Sweetheart: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.

    Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?

    Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly...I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.

    Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.

    Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.

    Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!

    Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.

    Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.

    Sweetheart: What?

    Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.

    Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.

    Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.

    Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing you hard tool.

    Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!

    Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties!

    Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you... ummm... wait a minute.

    Sweetheart: What's the matter?

    Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking!

    Sweetheart: Are you OK?

    Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit! I'm turning all red.

    Sweetheart: Can I help?

    Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?

    Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

    Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.

    Sweetheart: Come back to me lover.

    Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

    Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.

    Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?

    Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

    Wellhung: I found it.

    Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.

    Wellhung: Me too.

    Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately our naked bodies pressing each other.

    Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

    Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?

    Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.

    Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

    Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.

    Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover!

    Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.

    Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

    Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

    Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

    Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.

    Sweetheart: Mmmm, yes. Come on.

    Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put your... you know...woman's thing.

    Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

    Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

    Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

    Wellhung: I'm flaccid.

    Sweetheart: What?

    Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.

    Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around, an incredulous look on my face.

    Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my wiener is all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

    Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

    Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.

    Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

    Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.

    Sweetheart: Go to hell! I'm logging off, you loser!

    Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh nooooo!

    Sweetheart: Bye!!!

    Saturday, March 05, 2005

    I don't have dogs,

    I have two critters that look like dogs. One is a great fat white Hefalump. The other is part Gopher and part Beaver. She's gnawed a Crepe Myrtle down to the stump and is working on a new boxwood. I just got done extending the electric fence past her NEW escape rout when I saw the Boxwood.

    I'll probably post their pics on my new blog.
    I'll have more "stuff" on my new blog, just don't want to add to this one, as I'll not be using it much longer.

    New names being thought of:
    Herding cats
    Oh gawd, now what?
    Half a bubble off

    Comments gratfully accepted.
    So, the wife was talking to the Old Sod, and 'Global Warming' came up

    It reminded me of yesterdays post about the Ozone layer disapearing (or not).

    Over acroos the water, they have the "BeeB" and they believe in global warming. She said over here most Americans don't; It's my opinion that we actually look at other sources for the facts.
    Another article I found last night (can't remember where to link) was from the Brits themselves.

    The article (Arcticle?) basicly said that -yes there have been periods of global warming BEFORE *man* even DISCOVERED fire!

    Antarctic ice shelf retreats happened before

    No: 4/2005 23 Feb 2005

    The retreat of Antarctic ice shelves is not new according to research published this week (24 Feb) in the journal Geology by scientists from Universities of Durham, Edinburgh and British Antarctic Survey (BAS).

    A study of George VI Ice Shelf on the Antarctic Peninsula is the first to show that this currently ‘healthy’ ice shelf experienced an extensive retreat about 9500 years ago, more than anything seen in recent years. The retreat coincided with a shift in ocean currents that occurred after a long period of warmth. Whilst rising air temperatures are believed to be the primary cause of recent dramatic disintegration of ice shelves like Larsen B, the new study suggests that the ocean may play a more significant role in destroying them than previously thought.

    Damn those Cro-Magnon SUVs

    Buried farther down in the Arcticle is this little gem:

    In 2001 the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPPC) predicted future sea level rise on the assumption that the Antarctic ice sheet would not make a significant contribution over the next one hundred years. Recent data from the Pine Island and Thwaites glaciers in Antarctica suggest that this area is making a contribution, but whether this is a short-term fluctuation, or a result of recent or ancient climate change, is an open question. Our ability to predict the future of this part of the West Antarctic ice sheet is limited and basic information such as the ice sheet thickness, conditions beneath the ice at bedrock, and past ice sheet history are required to build numerical models that will allow robust prediction.

    Update 6:00PM: Another article on 'global warming'.

    Friday, March 04, 2005

    Surprizingly enough, this came from a Brit paper

    ONE OF MY favourite cinematic moments is the scene in Monty Python’s Life of Brian when Reg, aka John Cleese, the leader of the People’s Front of Judea, is trying to whip up anti-Roman sentiment among his team of slightly hesitant commandos.

    “What have the Romans ever done for us?” he asks.

    “Well, there’s the aqueduct,” somebody says, thoughtfully. “The sanitation,” says another. “Public order,” offers a third. Reg reluctantly acknowledges that there may have been a couple of benefits. But then steadily, and with increasing enthusiasm, his men reel off a litany of the good things the Romans have wrought with their occupation of the Holy Land.



    I can’t help but think of that scene as I watch the contortions of the anti-American hordes in Britain, Europe and even in the US itself in response to the remarkable events that are unfolding in the real Middle East today.

    Little more than three years after US forces, backed by their faithful British allies (and all of our allies) , set foot in Afghanistan, the entire historical dynamic of this blighted region has already shifted.

    Ignoring, fortunately, the assault from clever world opinion on America’s motives, its credibility and its ambitions, the Bush Administration set out not only to eliminate immediate threats but also to remake the Middle East. In the last month, the pace of progress has accelerated, and from Beirut to Kabul.


    But something very important is happening now, something that will be very hard to stop. And, although not all of it can be directly attributed to the US strategy in the region, can anyone seriously argue that it would have happened without it? Neither is it true, as some have tried to argue, that all of this is merely some unintended consequence of an immoral and misconceived war in Iraq.

    It was always the express goal of the Bush Administration to change the regime in Baghdad, precisely because of the opportunities for democracy it would open up in the rest of the Arab world. George Bush understands the simple but historically demonstrable thesis that freedom is not only the most basic of human rights, but also the best way to ensure that nations do not go to war with each other

    But where is the kant- "bush lied" "No WMDS"?

    OHH, a Euroweinie that likes what we did.
    That's odd, I was lead to believe that Arctic Ozone holes were the direct result of Humans?

    I guess someone's not quite telling the entire truth:

    Nitrogen oxides generated by solar particles are bad news for ozone.
    A stream of particles from the Sun, in combination with extreme weather conditions, caused an unprecedented thinning last year of the upper Arctic ozone layer.

    Scientists have been puzzled by the chemical processes that destroyed up to 60% of ozone molecules in the lower mesosphere and upper stratosphere (the atmospheric layers that lie 30 to 40 kilometres above ground) in the first months of 2004. Reactions with chlorofluorocarbons (CFC), the compounds responsible for ozone depletion in the lower stratosphere, could not explain the decline in higher layers.

    The article also goes on to say:
    "Ozone is a form of oxygen that shields the Earth from dangerous ultraviolet radiation from space. Ozone holes were first detected in the 1980s above the South Pole. Soon afterwards, CFCs were phased out under the 1987 Montreal Protocol. Ozone holes do still occur regularly in the Antarctic, but at high northern latitudes they are observed only in particularly cold winters."

    So now we can start wondering, was there an Ozone hole BEFORE we had satelites to measure the Ozone layer?

    WHat did the know, and when did they know it?

    Thursday, March 03, 2005

    I'm listening to Fox news, and thinking about 2 Supreme Court rulings

    First is the ban on minors on Death Row.

    Ok this guy kills someone when he's 16 or 17 (tourtures them to death, burns them to death, throws them off an overpass, whatever). The new law seems to say he wasn't able to realize the conequences- didn't know it was wrong.
    OK, in that vein we should ban minors from driving, holding part time jobs, anything that holds the SLIGHTEST hint of responibility.
    Sorry emancipated minors, can't enter into any housing contracts, or join the military.
    Update- I just looked at Drudge when I read this, ironic, isn't it?

    Then the 10 Commandments-again

    Can someone SHOW me where in the Constitution it SAYS the 'Seperation of Church and state'?
    There is a link on my sidebar directly to the ACTUAL Constitution, all I can find is that "Congress shall make no laws establishing"a State religion or forcing you to join. The ACLU should be willing to step up- They've been using the Federalist papers instead of the Constitution to show what was "Supposed" to be in there.

    If a religious group has a problem with just the Christian version, we'll be glad to let you add your version. You do have something like that, right? The Jews follow the Old Testement, so they remember Moses comming down from the mountain, too.
    Moslems? The 'Religion of Peace' HAS to have something like that. I'm sure they'd love to have their core beliefes out in the open for all to see.

    Wednesday, March 02, 2005

    Anyone hear about what's going on in Kuwait?

    Last you probably heard was when we first re-invaded Iraq, where most of the "pol responders" backed Sadaam.
    Things are changing there, things that should be going on in other places(like here).

    These MOSLEMS who intimatly know ISLAM are taking on terrorism head on, and with the goal of WINNING.

    Ok, they had a rough start:
    IN THE PAST FEW WEEKS, Kuwait has been waging its own war on terror at home. The police have engaged in five fierce and bloody gun battles with extremists since January 10, as reported by the Associated Press. Five policemen have been killed in these encounters, along with four security men and two bystanders; foreign observers described police conduct as "ham-handed." But the police also managed to kill 9 suspected terrorists and arrest more than 40.

    But they learned fast:

    Jolted by this first serious clash with Islamist terrorists, Kuwaiti authorities acted swiftly to tackle the root of the problem: They are closing down unlicensed mosques and barring Saudi imams, the tireless purveyors of Islamist extremism, from preaching inside the emirate. In addition, the AP confirms that Kuwaiti authorities are blocking Islamic websites that incite violence, seizing radical books from mosques, and purging textbooks of extremism.

    Expressing the nub of the new policy, former Kuwaiti oil minister Ali al-Baghli wrote in the Kuwait daily Al Qabas on February 2: "What is needed is to cut off the snake's head, namely the masters of terror and all those who propagate terror in mosques and the media."

    More. . .

    Which goes to prove that SOME Muslems understand that terrorism is just terrorism.
    Looks like I'll be doing alot of lurking for the next few days

    After this rain we've had, we'll be off (exept for signing in) the next two days.
    I talked to my new boss, and he'll let me do some part time stuff in Castroville Thurs. and Fri. for well- orientation- you could say; paperwork, gas and electric systems problem areas, meeting my kids, uniforms, , ,

    We get off at 4- I think, and it's a looong drive back thru San Antonio to Maxwell.
    I'll be tired, and just keeping up on my favorite blogs.
    My wife just forwarded an e-mail- asking if it was true?

    And unfortunatly, I'd have to say if it's not completely true it is in the most part.

    Subject: Social Security



    2008 Election Issue!!

    This must be an issue in "2008 ". Please! Keep it going.

    (This is worth reading. It is short and to the point.)

    Perhaps we are asking the wrong questions during election years.
    Our Senators and Congresswomen do not pay into Social Security and, of course, they do not collect from it.
    You see, Social Security benefits were not suitable for persons of their rare elevation in society. They felt they should have a special plan for themselves. So, many years ago they voted in their own benefit plan .
    In more recent years, no congressperson has felt the need to change it. After all, it is a great plan.
    For all practical purposes their plan works like this:
    When they retire, they continue to draw the same pay until they die.
    Except it may increase from time to time for cost of living adjustments..
    This is calculated on an average life span for each of those two Dignitaries. For example, Senator Byrd and Congressman White and their wives may expect to draw $7,800,000.00 (that's Seven Million, Eight-Hundred Thousand Dollars), with their wives drawing $275,000.00 during the last years of their lives.
    Younger Dignitaries who retire at an early age, will receive much more during the rest of their lives.
    Their cost for this excellent plan is $0.00. NADA....ZILCH....
    This little perk they voted for themselves is free to them. You and I pick up the tab for this plan. The funds for this fine retirement plan come directly from the General Funds;
    >From our own Social Security Plan, which you and I pay (or have paid) into,-every payday until we retire (which amount is matched by our employer)-we can expect to get an average of $1,000 per month after retirement.
    Or, in other words, we would have to collect our average of $1,000 monthly benefits for 68 years and one (1) month to equal Senator! Bill Bradley's benefits!
    Social Security could be very good if only one small change were made.

    That change would be to:
    Jerk the Golden Fleece Retirement Plan from under the Senators and Congressmen. Put them into the Social Security plan with the rest of us
    then sit back.....
    and watch how fast they would fix it.
    If enough people receive this, maybe a seed of awareness will be planted and maybe good changes will evolve.
    How many people can YOU send this to? Better yet.....
    How many people WILL you send this to??
    Happy Birthday Sam !
    Thank you for the link, Joe!

    And El Capitan,
    And Elliot,
    We can't forget the Texas Navy at Zippos.
    Look, pobong wants to HELP me :-)
    From: Save Address
    Date: Tue, 01 Mar 2005 08:09:33 -0500
    To: undisclosed-recipients:;
    CHIEF DANIEL ELEME, PHD -(UMMm Piled High and Deep?)


    This letter might surprise you because we have met
    neither in person nor by correspondence. But I
    believe it is one day that you got to know somebody
    either in physical or through correspondence.

    I got your contact through discreet inquiry from
    the chambers of commerce and industry of your
    country on the net, you and your organization were
    revealed as being quite astute in private
    entrepreneurship, one has no doubt in your ability
    to handle a financial business transaction.

    I can't wait- he wants to GIVE me $16 MILLION ! ! !

    Tuesday, March 01, 2005

    The move is proceeding apace

    Talked to a property management guy yesterday, at a conservative guess we'll look at about $550/mo before their cut (that was before I found out we could leave the Fridge, washer and dryer).

    Made an offer in a doublewide on about an acre of land- no down. Might be a slight problem with the FHA loan- I gad a kinda choppy work history what with injuries and the race problem ( I was the wrong color, and didn't habla enough Mexican)that it's going to be tight about the approval. The new job is supposed to FAX a letter of a job offer including my new salary, and that should erase ANY past questions. Problem is, the boss is short handed, and is running late in his corespondance.

    The earliest the house will probably close is about a month- I gave my 2 weeks notice Mon. That's going to be an AWFUL long commute from San Marcos to Castroville twice a day for two weeks, on top of trenching gas lines and climbing poles.

    SIIIGGGggghhh , , , the life of an evil rich conservative.