Quote of the Day

"Bugs to Oith-------Yeah, I'm on da Moon."

Say Thanks

Swanny sent a note regarding the lovely actions of Xerox in sponsoring a campaign to send cards to the troops.

Very easy to do.

I appreciate the opportunity to try and connect to those who are working so hard so far from home and risking their lives in miserable conditions and convey thanks.

God Bless the Troops

Here is the link where you can see how to participate:

http://www.letssaythanks.com/Home1024.html

Crashing a Reunion

Would you ever crash a high school reunion?

They did it on the Rachel Rae show.



But what if it included an open bar?

"I vas Foreign Exchange student month and half from Siberia!!!"?

Or, "My wife just stepped out for a smoke...I don't know anyone I hate these things...Oh..My wife? Uhh...Sally! You know...Sally Sommmethuu--mumblemumble...Yup. That's the girl!"

I posit this question for no reason at all whatsoever.

Update:

Well I did it!

I attended a class of 1984 reunion.

Everyone was very nice, the food was delicious and the drinks were a flowin'.

I felt so much more comfortable than if it were my own class, and now I know enough to never, ever, under any circumstance, attend my own class reunion.

I should have been less shy and more of a player. I think that before I annihilated myself there was some fertile ground;/

Yeah right.

I was pretty toasty just getting there.

Good folks and nice fun, with a Pendy sighting bonus which made it all worth while!

Here's to the class of 1984!

(Note to self, look up kittinger's Atlantic crossing...)

It's Funny

'cause it's true!

Just noticed and laughed at the new playstation commercial:



"With a stick!...a STICK!...Stick!"

Canadian youth roll hoops with the guidance of small sticks in 1922

The old man loved homemade crate style kick scooters as a kid. He noticed the resurgence of the design when razors gained popularity a number of years ago.

Yummmmmmmmmmmm

Wow and sheesh.

I have had fantastic food and leftovers these last two days.

I am having midnight onions and the intro to those luscious New England treats were ripped off of critters formerly wandering the floor of the cold cold ocean.

MMMMMM stuffing.

Arrrghhh cranberry sauce.

Stunning.

I don't recommend any life which makes you a stranger to regular meals of a home cooked variety, but I can say that when wonderful food comes around it tastes like a miracle and makes you sit back while shaking your head slowly...and with great Thanks.

Thank you!

Time to Start Your Bonfire

I believe I have posted this wonderful video in the past, but the time is ripe for a good old fashioned bonfire.

Old fashioned except for stoking it up with a big flaming jet engine:


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Advice of Council

I spoke recently with someone whose thoughts I deeply respect.

They seemed to think that a recent photo was published errantly and to no good end, regardless of intention.

I have put said photo behind the curtain for the moment.

I thought that it was handsome and suggestive of the best attributes of liberty and good health.

I will take the council under advisement and respond further after more thought.

Thank you Council.

(If you haven't checked this blog recently you couldn't know of what I speak. Which is fine.)

Update:

This Mallard Fillmore cartoon generated protesters and an apology from Newsday. They are calling for the editor's dismissal.

I can't participate in the conglomeration of power which political correctness conveys to liberals and grievance groups of all manner. That power being the power of our previous liberties.

It's absolutely true that I would be safer and better off by anticipating and adjusting for P.C. climate etc. That being said.

The picture stays.

Yow

Now that is intolerably profane...

Do not watch this profanity laced compilation of the Larry David program's Susie Greene (Essman.)

While it made me laugh, that says something unflattering about myself. Don't watch. via Althouse.

It reminds me of another master, and this is that time of year:

Now, I had heard that word at least ten times a day from my old man. He worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium; a master

Moon

Terrible photos, but before I lose them...:

Lazy Mainstream Media

It's been noted often that the media is a pool of lazy cretins to take their marching orders from the New York Times. If you have missed it then I just said it right there.

In an example I noted this morning CBS's Sunday Morning did a very brief profile of Master Knifemaker Bob Kramer.

Last year the New Yorker did a very nice and long profile of him:

"Bob Kramer is one of a hundred and twenty-two people in the world, and the only former chef, to have been certified in the U.S. as a Master Bladesmith."

What do you bet someone at CBS read the article and went straight to him without any other research or understanding of the craft? What do you bet that that same person considers themselves far more sophisticated and knowledgeable than that scary ignorant mass that is America?

If I am wrong I will use the CBS dodge and suggest that even if my two assertions are false it's o.k., the general notion is still completely true.

Journalists are lazy scum unless they smell an opportunity to harm Western Civilization, then they get off there ass and fly to Wassilla or wherever to rummage through dumpsters and pester the locals.

Happy Birthday

With a high five.

Stumbling across this one hurt a little.

"I'm Not That Proud of Him"

I got skunked that day.

The sky looks so inviting I might drool.




Here is an uneventful segment with all of us getting almost skunked:

He Purchased Those Sunglasses

With great thought and discrimination. We all thought it odd...then he began to dance:

Snug

I just thought that this looked kind of pretty.

I need to replace my memory card or the entire computer or the camera or all of them:

This is What I Do...

To fluffy animals when they engage in serial cuteness...serial episodes of remorseless cutie-ness gets a good strangling in the frigid outdoor crapper!

This particular specimen managed to get away, this time. Only on account of the fact that when I flushed he managed to confound me through flatulant lightening along with some manner of radioactive void...but I'll get him yet:



Someone asked me today, "what color do smurfs turn when you choke them?", so you know the type of crowds with whom I spend my time. This little feller doesn't stand a chance...You don't even want to know where that porcelain leads...

You Know What They Say

To be Bare is Human,

To fur give, ursine:

Oh...Is He O.K.?

Is he going to get better?

Good.

As for the media disconnect on this monster's faith:

"He described Muhammad as a strong believer in Islam"...

"Converted to Islam after first marriage ended

The Times reported Thursday that Muhammad converted to Islam after he and Williams divorced. The Times quoted Williams as saying he converted to Islam 17 years ago, about the same time he joined the Army. "

"The Seattle Times also reported that federal sources told the newspaper that Muhammad and Malvo were known to speak sympathetically about the September 11 hijackers and may have been motivated by anti-American sentiment."

What Season Is It?