I can always find material by checking out letters written to the Atlanta Urinal and Constipation.
If the American public is really supporting nuclear power, as Nolan E. Hertel asserts, it is because it is being misled ("Has the time come for nuclear power? Yes," @issue, July 27).
Just like this letter writer has been misled which she will prove later in this letter.
Hertel says that nuclear energy only costs 1.7 cents per kilowatt-hour. He is only considering the cost of the fuel. He is not including the capital cost of building the plants, now estimated to be up to $12 billion per reactor.
Even factoring that in nuke plants are still cheaper than solar or wind. That is why both of those have to be subsidized by the gummint to compete.
In addition, operating costs, waste management, decommissioning and externalities bring the true cost of nuclear-generated electricity up to approximately 30 cents per kilowatt-hour.
Yada. Yada. Yada. Blah. Blah. Blah. OK. Let's build more coal fired plants. Oops! This maroon doesn't want those either.
In addition to the cost, nuclear plants take too long to build to be a meaningful solution to global warming. We need to produce 100 percent of our electricity with renewables within 10 years. Nuclear power is not a renewable energy source.JEANNINE HONICKER
LaGrange
Jeannine, you are an idiot! You have been listening to way too much bullshit from Pope Albert I of the Church of AGW. You want to replace all of our coal, gas, and nuclear power plants by wind, solar, and biofuels in ten years. Can you possibly explain exactly how that is gonna be done?
Let's talk about wind. Have you ever been to California? Have you ever passed by a large concentration of windmills in California? I was in California a few years back during the rolling brownouts. I passed by the wind turbines at Altamont Pass. Less than half of them were actually turning. Last year I drove through Palm Springs. The temperature was 110 and the wind was blowing. I saw a lot of wind turbines but very few of them were actually turning. So I really don't think that we're gonna get a whole lot of energy from wind in the next ten years. If we even get up to 5%, it would amaze me. Good luck T. Boone Pickens!
Let's talk solar. We're making great advances in solar technology but to think that it could make a radical increase in power generating capacity in ten years is wishful thinking. Like wind, 5% of our needs would be amazing. Even then, it is only good during the day and when the sun is shining.
Let's talk biofuel. We see what a smashing success ethanol has been. To think that biofuels could even supply 1% of our power needs is a stretch.
So using Miss Rosy Scenario, in ten years renewable sources will supply 11% of our electrical generation needs. Oh heck, since it's Miss Rosy Scenario let's say 20%. Throw in hydroelectric power which currently supplies 7% of our electricity, and we're up to 27%. This is also assuming that demand stays constant, which it will not. So where are we gonna get the other 73%?
I Know! I know! Pick me GOC! I've got the answer. It's Poof! PFM
Idiots like Jeannine who don't want to see nuclear power plants and coal fired power plants as a long term solution to our energy needs and want to see us get to 100% renewable power in ten years need to do their part by not using any electricity at all. If enough booger eatin' moh-rons would do that we might be able to reach 30% of our energy needs using renewables. Let's start with Pope Albert I who is currently using twelve times the energy of an average American family in just one of his three mansions.
Do these people even stop to think before they compose these letters or do they just cut and paste Pope Albert's talking points?
When Jug Hussein Ears wins, the Dims increase their majorities in both houses, and they enact their economic program this is what the new dollar bill will look like.
From MoK.
Of course, the AP tried to put a negative spin on it.
Economic rebound not as energetic as hoped in spring; economy contracted at the end of `07WASHINGTON (AP) -- The country didn't get the energetic rebound in economic growth hoped for from the government's tax rebates in the second quarter, and the economy jolted into reverse at the end of 2007, raising new recession fears.
The recession is coming! The recession is coming!
The Commerce Department reported Thursday that gross domestic product, or GDP, increased at an annual rate of 1.9 percent in the April-to-June period. That marked an improvement over the feeble 0.9 percent growth logged in the first quarter of this year and the outright contraction in the economy during the final quarter of last year.
1.9% GDP growth? How can that be? I thought we were already in in a recession.
Still, the second-quarter rebound wasn't as robust as economists had hoped; they were forecasting growth at a 2.4 percent pace. The pickup, while welcome, isn't likely to be seen as a signal that the fragile economy is growing healthier. There are fears that as the bracing tonic of the tax rebates fades, the economy could be in for another rough patch later this year.
The recession is coming! The recession is coming! At least that's what the Dimocrats and their propaganda arm, the LSM, are hoping.
Now the good news.
A pickup in consumer spending and brisk sales of U.S. exports abroad figured prominently in the second-quarter improvement.Consumers boosted their spending at a 1.5 percent pace in the second quarter. That was up from a 0.9 percent growth rate in the first quarter and marked the best showing since the third quarter of 2007 when the economy was still performing strongly despite the severe housing slump.
Billions of dollars in tax rebates, the centerpiece of the government's $168 billion stimulus package, spurred consumers to spend in some areas, a major force shaping overall economic activity. Spending on furniture and household appliances went up, while people cut spending on cars.
I guess people must be spending those rebate checks. SRF©s like me didn't get one of those rebate checks.
Meanwhile, sales of U.S. exports grew at a 9.2 percent pace in the second quarter, up from a 5.1 percent growth rate in the first quarter. The weak dollar has made U.S. goods cheaper to foreign buyers, helping to bolster exports.
That's one advantage of a weak dollar.
An inflation gauge tied to the GDP report showed all prices galloping ahead at a rate of 4.2 percent in the second quarter, the fastest pace since the end of last year.
Time for the Federal Reserve to start raising interest rates and stop printing money. I was against the stimulus package because the Fed was printing money and I was afraid that with the Fed's action and with the gummint pumping $168 billion into the economy inflation would return. Looks like I was right.
With more job cuts expected for July and in coming months, there's growing concern that many people will pull back on their spending when the bracing effect of the tax rebates fades, dealing a blow to the shaky economy.These worries -- along with the negative GDP in the fourth quarter of last year -- may rekindle recession fears
The recession is coming! The recession is coming!
We've been hearing that drumbeat for the last nine months. Still no recession. Jug Hussein Ears has to be saying: "Dude! Where's my recession?"
Cheer up Obamesiah. After you're elected, your policies will give us the recession that you are hoping for now.
This image and the one posted here came from these guys.
Yannow, I can't make stuff like this up.
Climate change is no longer just an environmental issue. It’s now an issue of race, according to global warming activists and policy makers.
New York Times headline: The Planet Is Getting Warner: Poor and Minorities Hardest Hit.
“It is critical our community be an integral and active part of the debate because African-Americans are disproportionately impacted by the effects of climate change economically, socially and through our health and well-being,” House Majority Whip James Clyburn, D-S.C., said July 29.
I just don't know what to say because this booger eatin' moh-ron is self parodying. Especially when he says stuff like this.
“Though far less responsible for climate change, African-Americans are significantly more vulnerable to its effects than non-Hispanic whites,” the report says. “Health, housing, economic well-being, culture, and social stability are harmed from such manifestations of climate change as storms, floods, and climate variability.“African-Americans are also more vulnerable to higher energy bills, unemployment, recessions caused by global energy price shocks, and a greater economic burden from military operations designed to protect the flow of oil to the U.S,” it says.
So there ya go. Climate change is racist. I can't read any more of this guys remarks because I'm laughing too hard.
Congrats South carolina for electing this maroon. Congrats Dimocrats for giving this guy the number three spot in the House of Representatives.
Shamelessly stolen from S.H. Long.
I'm glad I'm an atheist. Otherwise, I would so go to Hell for posting this.
Rachel Lucas wrote a post about health care workers talking to old people (and her boyfriend Rupert when he was in the hospital) like they were children.
Dear Rachel:
Spend some time in a wheelchair. I get people talking to me like I am hard of hearing. They also think I'm an idiot. Of course, some of my readers feel the same way but that has nothing to do with the wheelchair. Actually, it doesn't really annoy me. I get a kick out of it since I'm smarter (and richer since I'm a SRF©) than the people who are treating me like an idiot.
I really thought it was funny the first time a nurse asked me, "How are we feeling today?"
I replied "We are feeling like shit. Can we have some more Demoral?"
Oh man! I really, really loved Demoral. It didn't make the pain go away. You just didn't care. The green elephants and purple giraffes that danced on the inside of my eyelids were kinda cool as well.
You can have a lot of fun with dumb people who think that you are one of them.
"Huh? Speak up? I can't hear you!"
Warning! Do not drink any liquids while watching this. Not responsible for damaged keyboards or monitors.
Stolen from here.
Just you wait 'till Obama names the Dalai Lama as his running mate;
Then, we'll have our very own Obama-Lama Dingdong Ringtones.
DanS in comments. But who is the holiest? The Obamessiah or the Dalai Lama? We already know that the Obamessiah can heal the sick.
But just think how well Obama-Lama Ding Dong could get along with Aramalamadingdong, the president of Iran.
There were times I would have liked to.
sent to me by the other Dan.
What would you do if you had a $450,000 home that was all paid off, a home maintenance fund, and a scholarship fund for your children? I know. Take a loan out on the home and try to start a business like these idiots.
Things couldn't have looked better three years ago for Milton and Patricia Harper of Lake City, who giddily accepted the keys to a small castle, plus enough money to pay taxes on it for 25 years.
Easy street. What could possibly go wrong?
Now, the Clayton County house that "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition" built is a two-story, turreted example of how things can go wrong. It's in foreclosure.
Foreclosure? How could that possibly happen?
The Harpers used the house at 5489 Ahyoka Drive as collateral for a $450,000 loan, Clayton County mortgage records show. Records at the law firm handling foreclosures for the lender, JPMorgan Chase Bank, say it is in foreclosure. The four-bedroom house with decorative rock walls and a three-car garage is scheduled for auction on the Clayton County Courthouse steps Aug. 5.
A dream that turned into a nightmare.
The Harpers, who declined interview requests when reporters knocked on their door Friday, told WSB-TV they got the loan for a construction business that failed. Failure seemed an impossibility in February 2005, when ABC-TV viewers got a look at the stunning home constructed in a subdivision three miles east of I-75.
Yeah. That's what I'd do with a $450,000 house that was paid off. I'd mortgage it and go into business for myself.
Painted dark olive and covered with specialty shingles, the home's domed door opened into a structure that featured four fireplaces, a solarium, music room and a porte-cochere that connected to a new office for Milton Harper, who owned a home-security company at the time.The yard was a study in landscape art, with young magnolias, fieldstone and a Leyland cypress hugging one corner. A black metal fence ringed it.
It had taken shape in six intense days in January 2005, when Atlanta-based Beazer Homes USA and "Extreme Makeover" demolished the Harpers' old home, which had been plagued by a septic system that backed sewage into the house after a hard rain.
Professionals and volunteers came together to erect the largest home that the "Extreme" team had ever built.
Materials and labor were donated, but the home would have cost about $450,000 to construct.
And it was given to these people free and clear.
That was not all. Beazer Homes' employees and company partners raised a quarter-million dollars in contributions for the family. The sum included scholarships for the three Harper children and a home maintenance fund.
Wow! These people had it made. No house payment. A fund to pay taxes and maintenance and scholarships for their children. Somehow, they managed to screw it up. Amazing!
A representative of ABC offered an e-mail: " 'Extreme Makeover: Home Edition' advises each family to consult a financial planner after they receive their new home. Ultimately, financial matters are personal, and we work to respect the privacy of the families."
This story reminds me of stories about how lottery winners manage to blow their winnings in two to three years.
Woody sent me a link to another story about these maroons. Here's the part of the story that sums everything up.
Lake City Mayor Willie Oswalt said that he is confused by the Harpers' dilemma. Oswalt worked as a volunteer on the makeover, which was sponsored by Beazer Homes."Beazer gave them $100,000 cash, paid their mortgage off and they still can't make it," Oswalt said.
Woody stated a truism: If we took all the money in the country and divided it equally among everyone, the stupid people would lose it and we'd end up right back where we are.
Amen. You can't eliminate poverty by giving poor people money.
MoK sent me this and said it was sold at the Texas Republican convention.
From Richard.
The Los Angeles Police Department recently upgraded its computer network. Included was software to track open cases. Sgt. Joe Friday was chosen to coordinate the transition to the new software. He had to give a presentation to the detectives on using the software. At the end of the presentation, one woman asked, "How do you know so much about the software? Did you read the company's entire site?" Sgt. Friday quickly responded,
"Just the FAQs, ma'am."
For all of you who did not click on it in the comments, here's Lumpy's video. Dude! Thanks for all you do. Also, the female guitar player looks like she has a nice rack. (That will get people to watch the video.)
Butt, the boys seemed to enjoy it...
I think I had CD's blessing to post any embarassing photo I like to make up for his utterly abusive photo rape last week. If you have the audacity to steal from your mommy, then you should at least have the good graces to stitch together a coherent thought. Sheesh! Who are you, anyway?
Anyway, I'm truly sorry if Paul or any portion of his machismo was damaged in the evening of the score. Before you go acting up, remember, there are lots more photos, Boys.
From Catfish.
A blond goes into the cleaners and drops off a blouse
to be dry cleaned. As she's leaving the man behind
the counter says "Come again."
The blond stops and says, "No, it's mustard this time."
Oh cripes! I am so sick of this dickhead and his fucking Obamessiah World Tour. Is he running for election in Germany? He's acting like he's running for world leader. Kneel down and worship the Obamessiah. Good freaking lord! Let's just cancel the election already and anoint this jackass president for life. Talk about walking hubris. Couldn't he find any lepers to heal in Jerusalem?
After doing what most Dimocrats do when they leave the country and apologizing for what eeeeevil bastards we are he then blew off visiting our wounded soldiers. Why? Because the Army wouldn't let his entire entourage in so he could use the wounded soldiers as just another campaign prop.
I'm now expecting him to part the Atlantic Ocean so he can drive back to America. After all, nothing is impossible for the Obamessiah.
Maybe if I show up at one of his campaign events I can grasp his robe and heal my spine.
Praise the Obamessiah for he will bring peace to our planet. Jews and Moo-slimes will make peace. The lion will lie down with the lamb.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Fuck it. He's the AOTW.
Update: Jug Hussein Ears held a press conference at #10 Downing Street (the official home of the British Prime Minister) alone. No British PM to steal his luster. I guess he's running for British PM as well. What a jerk.
BTW, the Obamessiah did heal a leper after all.
'Fear no more, daughter of Zion; see your king is coming mounted on a donkey's colt.' - John 12:15
From OBG.
The Obamessiah entering Jerusalem on an ass surrounded by his disciples. Funny. That ass doesn't look very much like Keith Olberman. I know why. I'm looking at the wrong end.
Get this T-Shirt from these guys.
To go along with this, LisaKay sent me a link to this piece.
And it came to pass, in the eighth year of the reign of the evil Bush the Younger (The Ignorant), when the whole land from the Arabian desert to the shores of the Great Lakes had been laid barren, that a Child appeared in the wilderness.The Child was blessed in looks and intellect. Scion of a simple family, offspring of a miraculous union, grandson of a typical white person and an African peasant. And yea, as he grew, the Child walked in the path of righteousness, with only the occasional detour into the odd weed and a little blow.
When he was twelve years old, they found him in the temple in the City of Chicago, arguing the finer points of community organisation with the Prophet Jeremiah and the Elders. And the Elders were astonished at what they heard and said among themselves: “Verily, who is this Child that he opens our hearts and minds to the audacity of hope?”
In the great Battles of Caucus and Primary he smote the conniving Hillary, wife of the deposed King Bill the Priapic and their barbarian hordes of Working Class Whites.
Read it all.
My first parody. It's not much of a parody, but then, it's not much of a song. I was gonna do The Magical Negro Tour, but in this satire deficient country, I would be branded a racist, even though it was a black writer who christened Jug Hussein Ears the Magic Negro.
The video.
My parody.
Roll up, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up AND THAT'S AN INVITATION, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up TO MAKE A RESERVATION, roll up for the Obama tour.
The magical Obama tour is waiting to take you away,
Waiting to take you away.
Roll up, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up WE'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up SATISFACTION GUARANTEED, roll up for the Obama tour.
The magical Obama tour is hoping to take you away,
Hoping to take you away.
Roll up, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up AND THAT'S AN INVITATION, roll up for the Obama tour.
Roll up TO MAKE A RESERVATION, roll up for the Obama tour.
The magical Obama tour is coming to take you away,
Coming to take you away.
The magical Obama tour is dying to take you away,
Dying to take you away, take you away.
Another business leaves California.
A symbol of California's car culture is now picking up and moving a big chunk of its operations out of state. Earlier this week, the California State Automobile Association, an affiliate of the national AAA, announced it is closing all three of its call centers in the state at a loss of 900 jobs. Spokeswoman Cynthia Harris was quite blunt about the reason: "It costs more to do business in California than other states." Her group will now will be answering calls from California motorists from new centers in lower-cost Arizona and Oklahoma.
This is sumpin' that liberals cannot get through their thick heads. When you make the cost of doing business prohibitive, businesses will move to where the costs are less. That is one of the reasons we have businesses leaving this country. If it is cheaper to do business elsewhere, that's where the business will go. Hence, you have to deal with Tarun when you call tech support.
Few entities in California are better known than the California State Automobile Association, which for decades has provided the car-happy state with auto insurance, towing services and travel planning. Its departure is one more sign that California's current tax and regulatory climate is driving jobs away. California's liberals seem oblivious to such developments. One-seventh of California's pending $101 billion state budget is red ink, the result of the state's leadership once again failing to rein in spending and develop a less volatile tax base. The Democratic legislature has proposed over $8 billion in higher taxes to plug part of the gap, but for the last month there has been a budget stalemate as the GOP minority refuses to consider higher taxes and Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger dances between the two sides.
They have a similar problem with business in Michigan and they think they can solve it by raising taxes on business. Why do you think foreign car companies build plants in the South rather than states like Michigan? Let me count the ways: Lower taxes, less regulation, and cheaper workers.
This works on the national stage as is shown by talking to Tarun in tech support. The "Irish miracle", the increase in companies moving to Ireland, was caused by Ireland creating a pro-business environment. If you make it easier for companies to do business, that's where they will move. This is a basic truism that liberals fail to comprehend, prolly because they hate business. Business is eeeeevil. Gummint is good. So is socialism.
From OBG.
Altho' I do have to admit some surprise at Katie Couric actually acting like a journalist in her questioning of Jug Hussein Ears yesterday when she tried to get him to admit that the surge was successful. When I heard that I was immediately "WTF? Doesn't she realize that no one is supposed to ask Senator Hope Change any hard questions?"
Leonard Pitts had this op-ed in this morning's Atlanta Urinal and Constipation. In it he bemoans the fact that too many people didn't understand that the cover of the New Yorker depicting the Obamas as radicals was satire. Here's the money quote of the column.
But increasingly, that's who we are in this country: ignorant, irony-impaired and petrified. So maybe we should just cancel the campaign and ask that the last intelligent person turn off the lights when he or she leaves. And bring the last book with you. Nobody here will need it.
"ignorant, irony impaired, and petrified".
Well Mr. Pitts, just how do you think we got that way? It was your fellow travelers on the left whom we can blame for that. We can blame multiculturalism and the PC police. We can blame our schools for the ignorance since it's more important to teach that Thomas Jefferson and George Washington were slaveholders rather than to teach what they actually accomplished.
We can blame the grievance and victimhood movement for people being petrified. After all, we have black booger eatin' moh-rons taking offense at people using terms like black hole, black ice, devils food cake and black sheep. They also take offense at words like niggardly. I was once taken to task by a black man in earshot, whom I wasn't even talking to, for saying, "Boy, it sure is hot today." Immediately, this dude was in my face telling me not to call him "boy". Petrified? You betcha.
We no longer seem to have a sense of humor in this country. Let's face it. The only group of people we can still poke fun at are white males. Who gets to be the dumb person in sitcoms? Why it's dear old dad. Mom and the kids are always smarter. Dad's a doofus.
And now we have a presidential candidate who has the thinnest skin of any politician in memory. I'd like to see Jug Hussein Ears put up with half the shit that Chimpy McHaliburton Bushitler has had to put up with for the last seven years. Funny, I haven't heard him whine about all the insults from the left. Even Thunder Rodent Thighs demonstrated a sense of humor (prolly fake) when she went on Saturday Night Live and laughed at Amy Poehler's impression of her.
I remember BJ whining about Rush Limbaugh slamming him all the time, but he was nowhere near as sensitive as Jug Hussein Ears.
I'd like to see Clinton or Jug Hussein Ears put up with even one fourth of the crap that Nixon had thrown at him. The press hated Nixon even more than they hated Bush. Nixon saved his whine for when he was leaving saying the the press "wouldn't have Dick Nixon to kick around anymore".
So maybe Mr. Pitts oughta take a nice long look in the mirror to see who's to blame for the "ignorant, irony impaired, and petrified" people in this country. It is people like Leonard Pitts and his fellow leftists who have brought us to this point.
And I cannot let this part go.
Somewhere between the stained blue dress and the vice president shooting a guy in the face, between swift boat lies and ''war on terra'' alibis, the absurd became the ordinary, facts became optional and satire became superfluous.
Swift boat lies. Funny about that. T. Boone Pickens has offered one million dollars to anyone who can prove that anything the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth said was a lie. So far no one has been able to claim that money. That includes Flipper. And speaking of Flipper, we're still waiting for him to release his service records. And if they were lies, why didn't Flipper sue them for slander?
So I guess when Leonard is talking about facts being optional he's referring to his claim that the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth were lying when that "fact" has never been proven.
There is so much more BS in this column like this:
Michelle Obama's purported use of the term 'whitey' (a word no black person has uttered since The Jeffersons went off the air in 1985)
Huh? WTF? Where have you been since 1985 Leonard? I guess you must not have been hanging with too many black folks. RWPPs still use that word. They also use cracker and honky as well, but since blacks can't be racists that's OK.
I could go on even more, but it's time for my nap.
By the way, I've got a pretty thick skin. Go ahead and call me a racist old crippled honky cracker. I promise I won't whine.
SuperGurl took the picture. CharlieDelta made the poster.
What did Dean Wormer say to Flounder in Animal House?
I was on a podcast this morning over on Fausta's blog. She's returning from San Francisco via train. I met Fausta earlier this year at a blogmeet she set up in Princeton New Jersey. She is one of the few conservatives in that state. This podcast was one of the quickest hours I have ever spent in my life.
Rob sent me this link to test your knowledge of current events.
For the record, I aced it.
Sent to me by OBG. Media bias on Jug Hussein Ears' coverage? Nah!
Update: The creator of this image lives here.
From Richard.
There was a beautiful young woman who had a terrible problem. She suffered from an illness that made her lips cracked and sore. The problem was so serious that she could barely move her face. Fortunately, her doctor was able to prescribe medicine to help her condition. She was to use the lip balm only once per day. But she found it worked better if she used it more frequently. She soon returned to the doctor's office. The receptionist announced her arrival to the doctor:
"It's the super gal with the fragile lips expecting extra doses."
Great White before they incinerated the nightclub in Rhode Island.
The original by Ian Hunter the frontman for Mott the Hoople.
From Aussie Bloke.
Two bowling teams, one of all blondes and one of all brunettes, charter a double-decker bus for a weekend trip.
The brunette team rode on the bottom of the bus, and the blonde team rode on the top level.
The brunette team down below really whooped it up, having a great time, when one of them realized she hadn't heard anything from the blondes upstairs.
She decided to go up and investigate.
When the brunette reached the top, she found all the blondes in fear, staring straight ahead at the road, clutching the seats in front of them with white knuckles.
the brunette asked, "What the heck's going on up here? We're having a great time downstairs!"
One of the blondes looked up at her, swallowed hard and whispered...
"YEAH, BUT YOU'VE GOT A DRIVER!?!"
Don't you just hate people who are looking to be offended and find racism everywhere? A few years back some black idiot took offense at the word niggardly, thinking, in his ignorance, gross stupidity or just looking to be offended found racism where none existed. Niggardly is an adjective that means stingy. It comes from the noun niggard which is a stingy person. Its origin:
Origin: 1325–75; ME nyggard, equiv. to nig niggard (< Scand; cf. dial. Sw nygg; akin to OE hnéaw stingy) + -ard]
It has absolutely no relation to the word nigger. Geez it comes from a Scandanavian word that was used long before nigger was even coined. But the dude was black and a white person used the word and all white people are racists, dontcha know.
About twelve years ago some idiot wrote a letter to the Atlanta Urinal and Constipation complaining about using the term black ice as it was racist. I kid you not. The guy was serious. He was such a dullard that he didn't know that the black in black ice referred to the color of the asphalt underneath it.
Now we find out that the term black hole is racist. Thanks to PJ for the link.
DALLAS — What do "black hole," "angel food cake," and "devil's food cake" have in common?They're all racist terms, says a Dallas County, Texas, official.
Hurray for you idiots in Dallas since you have elected a booger eatin' moh-ron.
A county commissioners' meeting this week over traffic tickets turned into a tense discussion over race when one commissioner said the county's collections office was like a certain astronomical phenomenon."It sounds like Central Collections has become a black hole," Commissioner Kenneth Mayfield, who is white, said during the Monday meeting.
black hole - a theoretical massive object, formed at the beginning of the universe or by the gravitational collapse of a star exploding as a supernova, whose gravitational field is so intense that no electromagnetic radiation can escape.
One black official demanded an apology, and Commissioner John Wiley Price, who also is black, said that type of language is unacceptable.
Make that two booger eatin' moh-rons that you folks in Dallas elected. I guess they are complaining about language that they are too freaking stupid to understand. WTF is wrong with these people?
At the meeting, Mayfield said he intended his comments to be taken in the context of the scientific meaning, and became upset that he was being misunderstood.
I would be upset as well if I had to serve on a committee with people so farking stupid that they thought black hole had anything at all to do with race.
Later, Price told MyFOXdfw.com that he believed it and other terms were racist."So if it's 'angel food cake,' it's white. If it's 'devil's food cake,' it's black. If you're the 'black sheep of the family,' then you gotta be bad, you know. 'White sheep,' you're okay. You know?" Price said.
As he repositioned the 2x4 sized chip on his shoulder.
Price said people should watch their words when it comes to stereotypes.
Or maybe when talking to a person with the intellect of a third grade pissant like Price they should use very simple words and speak very slowly. And I also think Price should get a clue and quit looking for racism where none exists. But he did beat out the bitch who wants to get rid of all of the Men At Work signs for this week's AOTW.
I can hear Claudia sniggering over this.
As I was perusing the Atlanta Urinal and Constipation this morning, I came upon this article and the following paragraph jumped off the page.
Global warming is caused by greenhouse gases from the burning of fossil fuels. At current emission levels, global temperatures are likely to rise by about 2 degrees by midcentury and about 7.5 degrees by the end of the century, according to an international panel of scientists.
Where to start? There is no proof that man has anything to do with global warming. Nada! Zip! The debate is not over. Pope Albert I of the Church of AGW refuses to debate anyone on this. If he is so sure he is correct why will he not debate? Oh, I know. He has adopted the Catholic Church's doctrine of Papal Infallibility.
Then the author states that temperatures will rise 2.5 degrees by mid-century and 7.5 degrees by the end of the century. This is purely alarmist bullshit.
And the article continues in a weeping vein about how with global warming minorities and the poor will be the hardest hit. Sounds like sumpin' straight out of the New York Times: Global Warming Occurs ... Poor and Minorities Hardest Hit.
The most vulnerable Americans —- the poor, elderly, sick, very young and immigrants —- will suffer more, said Kristie Ebi, the lead author of the health sections of the report and a private public health consultant. That's at least 10 percent of the country's population, probably more, she said.
Boo Freaking Hoo! Did she take into account the poor and homeless in northern cities who will not freeze to death because it will be warmer?
I wish one of these fear mongers would tell us just what the ideal temperature is for the planet. It was warmer 1000 years ago and the human race somehow survived then.
Speaking of the pope, he gave a speech yesterday.
Sydney, Australia —- Pope Benedict XVI said Thursday mankind's "insatiable consumption" has scarred the Earth and squandered its resources, telling followers that taking care of the planet is vital to humanity.
Ooops! Wrong pope. I meant Pope Albert.
Washington —- Former Vice President Al Gore called Thursday for a "man on the moon" effort to switch all of the nation's electricity production to wind, solar and other carbon-free sources within 10 years, a goal that he said would solve global warming as well as economic and natural security crises caused by dependence on fossil fuels.
Poof PFM!
That's what it would take to do what the pope wants us to do. He better be including nuclear power in that plan because wind and solar ain't gonna cut it. Have you ever driven by windmills in California? Have you ever noticed that more than half of them aren't turning? Even on windy days?
Gore's proposal would represent a significant shift in where the United States gets its power. In 2005, coal supplied slightly more than half the nation's 3.7 billion kilowatt hours of electricity. Nuclear power accounted for 21 percent, natural gas 15 percent and renewable sources, including wind and solar, about 8.6 percent.
So this is about the point where a miracle occurs to get rid of all of those coal fired plants and replace them with windmills and solar arrays. All of this in ten years without destroying our economy. Fortunately, Jug Hussein Ears will be elected and the Obamessiah will make the oceans recede and create miracle electricity.
Poof PFM!
Sad to say, McRINO buys into this crap.
McCain supports building more nuclear power plants as one solution to global warming.Of the goals Gore outlined Thursday for generating more electricity with solar and wind resources, McCain said: "If the vice president says it's doable, I believe it's doable."
Sorry to say McRINO, that you ain't gonna be the one to do it. It's Jug Hussein Ears who will perform that miracle.
Poof PFM!
Doug Ross is all over this. Did you know that Pople Albert I, that great environmentalist, arrived in a convoy of two Lincoln Town Cars and a Suburban SUV? And one of the Lincolns was kept idling to keep the A/C on for the pope's wife and daughter?
I might consider taking this stuff seriously if Pope Albert showed how much he believed in this bullshit by setting an example rather than being an energy hog. Just one of his mansions uses twelve tiomes the energy of an average American family. He's a phony evangelist who is selling a pile of steaming crap and there are enough stupid people in the world who are buying it.
Hello to all the Grouchy Old Cripple fans!
SuperGurl here, thanks to Denny, a true friend and gentleman. My blog is broken and has been for almost a month. Denny, who to my knowledge has never granted posting capabilities to anyone, offered to give me a handle here so I could post some of the stories that have been languishing in my mind for weeks. I am honored.
And boy, do I have some stories to tell you folks. But first, what about you, dear reader? What would you like to know? Ask away and until my blog returns or until I have enough time away from work to construct a real post, I'll be happy to engage with you on your topic of choice.
For now, I must hustle back to work where I am amassing my personal fortune and eeking out my own SRF status.
Until then, here's the SuperGurl Saturday Boobage I always promised you and failed to deliver. Enjoy and thanks again, Denny, for a Blown-eyed home away from home.
Wow! We're already preparing for the 5th (I think that's right) annual Blogtoberfest, or as we tell the Chalet Kristy (which for some unknown reason, allows us to return every year and trash rooms and cabins), the Southeastern Writers' Conference. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! We allow lurkers to attend these things so you can see Blown-Eyed Blodgers in their natural state: drunk and unruly.
You can also see stuff like this. Yep! That's V-Man one of the founding members of the Blown-Eyed Blodgers showing us his softer feminine side which contrasts to his evil side of terrifying children tubing down the 'Hooch.
We have also had someone call the police on us for shooting off fireworks.
You may see Georgia cracking a bullwhip in the Kristy's parking lot.
Often there is a game of half rubber from the more athletic souls among us.
If you want to come, call the Chalet Kristy at 706-878-2155. Ask for one of the rooms or cabins reserved for the Southeastern Writers' Conference. (Snicker) For more info contact Holder at her blog at the url I posted above.
We always have a good time at Helen.
What happens in Helen doesn't stay in Helen but always appears on lots of blogs.
I had lunch Saturday with some blogger friends. Bou was in town and when that happens she, her sister Morrigan, and a bunch of us Atlanta blodgers get together for either breakfast or lunch. I noticed Mo was wearing very loose clothing and had this healthy glow about her. Yep! She was three months pregnant. Bou announced it on her blog yesterday. A big ol' congrats to Mo.
Paul and CharlieDelta share an intimate moment at Camp Blownstar. Posted by Supergurl.
Supergurl's blog is busted so I'm letting her post some stuff over here. She has some pictures from Camp Blownstar she wants to share.
Let's see. Atlanta is facing a budget crisis and is laying off workers. But it's nice to see that the city gummint has its priorities straight.
In the battle of the sexes, women's magazine editor Cynthia Good said this was a skirmish she had to fight.
Low pay? Sexual harassment? The "glass ceiling"?
Across Atlanta they stood, orange signs with black letters that read "Men At Work" or "Men Working Ahead."
Uh oh! I think I know where they're going with this.
Sometimes, the signs stood next to women working alongside the men.
Sometimes, the signs stood next to women working doing nothing alongside the men who were doing nothing. There. I fixed it. These are Atlanta city workers after all.
Good demanded Atlanta officials remove the signs, and last week Atlanta Public Works Commissioner Joe Basista agreed.
Yet another crisis in city gummint rectified.
Score one for gender equality, Good said Wednesday.
Score one for bullshit.
"They get it," Good said about the city in a telephone interview.
I don't. As I said, it's bullshit.
Public Works officials are replacing 50 "Men Working" with signs that say "Workers Ahead." It will cost $22 to cover over some of the old signs and $144 to buy new signs, said Public Works spokeswoman Valerie Bell-Smith.
So the Atlanta city gummint, which is laying off people because it doesn't have money, is gonna waste money to soothe the ruffled feathers of some idiotic feminist. Yep! Makes perfect sense to me.
Good, founding editor of Atlanta-based Pink Magazine, a publication that focuses on professional women, said she's not stopping with Atlanta.
Oh no! She's gonna go national!
"We're calling on the rest of the nation to follow suit and make a statement that we will not accept these subtle forms of discrimination," Good said.
Just kiss my disabled ass you booger eatin' moh-ron!
Good, 48, pressed the issue after Atlanta police came to her office last month on a complaint that she spray-painted "wo" onto a "Men At Work" sign.
Did they arrest her for vandalism? Did she have to pay a fine? They should have and she should have.
"It is a little bit biased to say 'Men Working,' " said Pagnotta, president of the Professional Association of City Employees. "Women are working, too."
"Woman are working goofing off, too." There. I fixed another one.
Talk about a tempest in a teapot. The world gets more ridiculous with each passing day. This woman obviously has way too much time on her hands.
In Today's Atlanta Urinal and Constipation, some idiot wrote an op-ed praising Jimmah Carter for his visionary views on energy. Ya know, conservation yada yada yada fuel efficiency standards blah blah blah alternate energy souces yada yada yada turn down the thermostat and wear a sweater blah blah blah. He sums it up in the following paragraph:
Acting with promptness difficult to fathom today, our elected leaders enacted year-round daylight savings time
Which I doubt saved much energy.
dropped the speed limit to 55
What a crock that was.
and established government price controls.
Which did what price controls always do, created shortages.
And oh so fleetingly, we downsized what we drove.
Which we are doing again. Here's my take on gummint mandated CAFE standards. They're bullshit. Back in the 70's when gummint first mandated fuel economy standards, the Big Three automakers said they couldn't meet them. But then sumpin' funny happened. Japanese automakers could meet or exceed those standards. All of a sudden, the Big Three had to create more fuel efficient cars just to compete and they made cars that actually exceeded the gummint mandated standards. This is happening again. Funny how the free market works. Commies, like the guy who wrote this op-ed, don't have a freaking clue.
Here's more.
“He was right to encourage fuel conservation by proposing a 50-cents-per-gallon tax on gasoline and a fee on imported oil — in effect, a floor for fuel prices. Invoking the pioneering spirit of the 1960s’ moon mission, he was right to recommend a tax on windfall oil profits to finance a crash program to develop affordable synthetic fuels.
By golly Jug Hussein Ears wants to increase the gas tax too. Do y'all really think the Dims want gas prices to go down? High gas prices are a liberal's wet dream. Jay Bookman, of the AJC is prolly creaming in his pants. Liberals like him hate sprawl. In his mind everyone should move from the suburbs to the city and use mass transit. No more big houses in the suburbs.
Jug Hussein Ears also wants to implement a windfall profits tax. Do ya'll know what the windfall profits tax that Jimmah and the Dimocrats implemented did? Like so many Dimocrat programs it did the opposite of what it intended. It caused the eeeevil oil companies to import even more foreign oil making us even more dependent on it. Yeah. Another success by Jimmah and the Dims.
In another portion of the op-ed he bemoans the fact that
Congress has failed to take the simple step of renewing federal tax credits for wind and solar power that will expire at years' end.
Hmmmm! Wind and solar cannot compete without gummint support. So using the Dimocrats' logic, I guess I could say we cannot shine and blow our way out of this.
Chimpy McHaliburton Bushitler finally did sumpin' right by rescinding the executive order issued by his father banning all offshore drilling. Now the ball is in Congress's court. The stupid party should be hammering the commie party on drilling.
Remember, the Dimocrats' plan for the energy crisis is tax increases, no drilling, no coal fired plants, no nuclear power plants, and Poof, PFM.
Boo freaking Hoo. The Atlanta Urinal and Constipation is bitching again about the Voter ID law her in Georgia. They do this at least once a month.
I like to play a little game with myself when reading AJC editorials. I try to guess who has written the editorial before I finish reading it. It's not a real tough game. If the editorial is about the Voter ID law, it is always written by Cynthia Tucker. If it's about Iraq, it's always written by Jay Bookman. Both of them are flaming libs.
I won the game. This editorial was written by Cynthia Tucker. What a surprise.
The Georgia Democratic Party lost its battle to prevent the state from enforcing a highly restrictive voter ID law in tomorrow's primary elections. But the party should keep up the fight. Little is more sacred in a representative democracy than the right to vote.
First off, we do not have a representative democracy. We have a constitutional republic. Big difference. As to the right to vote, Dimocrats want the dead to be able to vote. They get to do that in Chicago and many other places controlled by the Dims. They also like to allow people registered to vote in more than one state to be able to vote in multiple states. For example, one of the people who challenged the Indiana Voter ID law was registered to vote in Indiana and Florida. I know this will surprise y'all but she was a registered Dimocrat. I just wonder how many of the snowbirds in Florida are registered there and in their home states of New Jersey and New York.
On Friday, Fulton County Judge Tom Campbell declined to issue a temporary restraining order, which would have nullified the requirement for a state-sponsored photo ID —- at least temporarily. Secretary of State Karen Handel had argued that there would be "mass chaos" at the polls if the law were not enforced.That's highly unlikely. Handel, a Republican, is merely repeating the party line. The law was pushed through by the GOP-dominated Georgia Legislature.
Let's hear it for the GOP!
State Democrats are charging that the law violates the Georgia constitution. Although the U.S. Supreme Court unwisely validated a restrictive Indiana voter ID law, Justice John Paul Stevens, writing for the majority, held that state parties have standing to file lawsuits against the requirement, instituted by GOP-dominated legislatures around the country.
Sue away assholes!
Stevens and his colleagues caved in to a spurious conventional wisdom that asserts an epidemic of fake voters, although there is virtually no evidence that such voters exist. While voter fraud has certainly not been stamped out, it's usually carried out through absentee ballots. But state laws mandating a photo ID are designed to stop people from showing up at the polls and posing as someone else, a form of fraud about as likely as contact with intelligent extraterrestrials.
Riiiight Cindy. Keep on pounding that drum about there being no voter fraud. Like I said, in Chicago, dead people vote. There has also been massive voter fraud in St. Louis, much of it perpetuated by ACORN, the organization where Obama got his start as a "community organizer" in Chicago. And didja ever notice that whenever Dimocrats demand recounts they always seem to find more Dimocrat votes from somewhere? Remember how in the Washington gubernatorial election they kept counting and recounting the votes until the Dimocrat won?
The real reason that many Republican-dominated state legislatures rushed to adopt restrictive voter ID statutes is obvious: Those most likely to be turned away at the ballot box —- poor and elderly voters without driver's licenses —- tend to vote for Democrats.
Good. I don't think the poor should even be allowed to vote. If you don't pay taxes you shouldn't be allowed to vote. Over 90% of poverty is self inflicted. Screw the poor! (Except for those who, through no fault of their own, like a catastrophic accident or a catastrophic disease, find themselves in financial straits. I don't mind helping them. It's the parasites and leeches on society that I have no use for.)
In fact, elderly nuns who attempted to vote in a Democratic primary in South Bend in May were turned away from the polls because they lacked photo ID. The nuns, who don't drive and live in a convent, went to cast their ballots on the second floor of their building. Even though several poll workers, including other nuns, knew them, they were nevertheless barred from voting.
Oh those poor nuns! of course, what Cindy is omitting here is that a driver's license is not the only form of picture ID required. There are namy other picture IDs that are good at the polls. Georgia will provide a free state ID card. In fact, the state sent buses to every county in Georgia to provide state ID cards. They made it very easy for the poor and elderly to get these state ID cards. And how do the poor cash their welfare checks? Don't they have to have a picture ID for that? If you are not willing to go to the trouble to get some sort of picture ID, why should you even be allowed to vote? As usual, Cindy is making a mountain out of a molehill. I realize this is gonna piss off all the "community organizers" who like to round up homeless people and give them utility bills (one of the forms of ID that used to be OK to use) and take them to the polls.
As I said at the start, "Boo freaking Hoo!"
From Richard
William Penn, the famous statesman, had two elderly aunts who loved to bake pies. The pies were very popular with the townspeople. So the aunts decided to start selling them. The pies sold so well that the women quickly became greedy. So they started raising their prices. Soon, everybody in town was talking about ...
the pie-rates of Penn's aunts.
Yeah it's Seattle grunge, but I always thought Soundgarden sounded more metal than grunge.
It's summer so here is Summer by Vivaldi transcribed for two guitars.
From DBolsman.
There were eleven people hanging onto a rope that came down from a plane way up in the sky. I don't know how they got there-it's a joke, OK?
Of the eleven people, ten were blonde, and one was a brunette. As they swung there in terrible danger waiting to be rescued, the rope started to fray a bit. They all decided that one person should get off because if they didn't the rope would break and everyone would die.
No one could decide who should go, so finally, after some serious soul-searching, the brunette gave a really touching speech saying how she would give up her life to save the others.
It was so touching, in fact, that all of the blondes started clapping.
Remember, Mo K asked me the following:
How many blonde jokes are there?
Just one. The rest are true stories.
Let's make it that renowned RWPP Jesse Jackson. Normally I'd admire someone who wanted to rip Jug Hussein Ears' nuts off, but having Jesse mad at him is gonna make a lot of white folks start to like Jug Hussein Ears, especially if he throws Jesse under that big ol' bus he has been throwing everyone else under. Heck. This might have even been orchestrated by Mr Waffles' campaign. This could even be his Sista Souljah moment.
So for helping out Jug Hussein Ears, I'm giving Jesse this award.
Y'all notice that his old seal didn't last so long didn'tcha? He's now got a new one that matches his positions on the issues.
From OBG.
Be still my beating heart. Cynthia McCommie may get the Green Party nomination.
Former U.S. Rep. Cynthia McKinney's (D-Ga.) trek back from defeat takes her to Chicago this week and an improbable political rebirth.
Let's hear it for the comeback kid.
She is expected to be nominated as the presidential candidate for the Green Party of the United States and could appear on the ballot in as many as 36 states as the extreme long-shot rival to Republican John McCain and Democratic candidate Barack Obama, making McKinney the second black presidential candidate in the November race.
Kewl! Nader is running as an independent so that left the Green Party for McCommie.
McKinney will not be on the ballot in Georgia, where the Green Party failed this week to deliver a petition to the Secretary of State's office with enough signatures by the July 8 deadline.
The people in Georgia finally realized just what a barking moonbat Cindy is.
McKinney, 53, a lightning-rod figure in her six terms as a 4th District congresswoman, was defeated for re-election in 2006 by Hank Johnson after a much-publicized run- in with a U.S. Capitol police officer and her accusations that the Bush administration was covering up information about the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks.
She cleaned Hank "The Stump" Johnson's clock in the debates but the people in her district were finally fed up with her antics so she lost. She moved to California and that raised the IQ of both California and Georgia.
She has campaigned since last fall for the Green Party nomination, traveling to 30 states with a small entourage, with little money, a slogan of "Power To The People" and a "10-Point Manifesto" for change that includes the immediate withdrawal of American troops from Iraq and Afghanistan; universal health care; the establishment of a Department of Peace; and paying reparations to blacks who are victims of discrimination and economic disparity.
A winning platform.
Going into the convention vote Saturday, McKinney has a more than 10-to-1 delegate lead over her closest rival, Jesse Johnson of West Virginia."She's the presumptive nominee," said Green Party political director Brent McMillan on Tuesday. "But our conventions aren't like Republican and Democratic conventions, which are a coronation. So you never know."
C'mon. You have to make her your candidate. She's the right Greenie at the right time.
Some political analysts say Barr could take as much as 8 percent of the vote nationally. McKinney's prospects are less clear, said Washington-based independent party political consultant Joseph Oddo, who doubts McKinney will pull in as much as 3 percent of the vote.
Maybe she can get the Kos Kidz to vote for her. They're pissed that Jug Hussein Ears is starting a dash to the center to get the independent vote. She fits right in with their agenda. She's a commie; She hates the United States; She wants to lose in Afghanistan and Irag; She thinks 9/11 was planned by Bush: And she hates Jews. She's a dream candidate for the Kos Kidz.
Four of eight Green Party delegates from Georgia will attend the convention, and McKinney will get hometown support from her father and former state Rep. Billy McKinney.
She learned her Jew hatred from her father, Billy "The Knife" McCommie who, on the eve of her first election loss said on the local news that the reason she was losing was because of "the Jews. J-E-W-S, Jews." He also once pulled a knife on a fellow legislator on the floor of the Georgia House. What a role model. The apple didn't fall far from the tree. At least she only used a cellphone to attack the Capitol police officer.
"The Green Party will benefit from her running and America will benefit from her running," said Billy McKinney. "Americans are dissatisfied with being spied on and this war, and there's nobody to represent those views, and she does."
It is only fair that the barking moonbats have someone to represent them. Now if only we could figger some way for McCommie to get in on the debates with McRINO and Jug Hussein Ears. That would at least make the debates fun to watch.
Go Cindy! Go!
So I made it home OK. It was good to get home. And my cats really missed me. Chloe actually came right up to me and let me pet her. She was so desperate that last time Cindy came over to feed the cats she came up to her rather than hiding under the bed. That was the only time Cindy saw either cat. Scooter punished me for a while but not for long.
The drive home was OK, but it rained while I was on I-64. Dammit! That's where I open it up and see what the car will do. The road was too wet for that.
I used to drive to and from St. Louis twice a year until my mom died. I could almost make the drive in my sleep. It's always been a pleasant drive. I'm always happy to hit Georgia because there's always a bunch of folks driving real fast that I can tag along with. DanS wasn't joking about driving 90 MPH down I-75. You can always find someone doing it.
I was so happy to be able to spend some time in St. Louis again. I always drive by the house I grew up in and the 4 family flat that I bought back in 1980 and lived in until 1985 when I sold it and moved to Atlanta.
Here in Atlanta we lost a Ford plant and a GM plant. St. Louis lost a Ford plant and the Chrysler plant that's been there forever. I almost went to work at that plant back in 1973 but was hired by IBM first. Even so, there appears to be a lot of construction going on. They've been talking about extending I-170 south for 30 years. They just opened up a huge shopping center where it currently ends. Not much chance of extending the freeway south now.
I'm still pretty mellow from the trip and have nothing to rant about right now. Hopefully, I'll find sumpin' to piss me off tomorrow.
St. Louis
Still here.
I got my car washed yesterday. Had to get all the dead bugs off it. Naturally it rained this morning.
Drove by the house I grew up in again and I took this picture.
It looks a lot different now. The tree is in the way so you can't see my bedroom. It sure is a dinky little house. It only had one bathroom. There were four of us. My house has 2.5 bathrooms and there is only one of me.
Mom put the siding on. Since she sold it, the front porch has been enclosed and the front door moved. They replaced the garage roof. It used to be flat. We never could keep it from leaking. It also has a new garage door. See the driveway? I did that myself. It was asphalt and I dug it out and did the concrete myself. Ah to be young and not a cripple again.
I took my cousin Shirley out to lunch today. She is just like my mother. She is 83 and is still going strong. She teaches line dancing and water aerobics. She'll prolly outlive me.
I drive through parts of the area and am amazed at some of the development. The last time I was here for an extended time was 2001. A lot has changed since then.
Went out to dinner with some friends from my old Mattel Office Products Division of IBM days. I met these people back in 1973. Holy crap! That was 35 years ago.
Heading home tomorrow and will get back to ranting again.
I just loves it when I get fan mail. I got this from a long time fan.
Your such a jerk! But I am sure that you have heard that before.
Actually that should be "You're" not "Your" but this fan is not very bright. In fact, y'all can prolly guess who she is.
I really enjoy pissing off libtards. It makes my day.
I have new blog children and they're triplets. Long time lurkers CharlieDelta, Kerrcarto, and Paul have started their own blog. I can't figger out where they got the name from.
St. Louis Missouri
Still here. Got places to go and people to see.
Stopped at the Donut Drive-in on Chippewa and got some donuts. When I worked 3rd shift for IBM out at McDonnell-Douglas Automation I always got donuts from there on Monday morning and ate them while I was doing my laundry at the laundromat up the street.
Drove out to Hermann and got me some Missouri wine.
Missouri has wine?
Yep! In fact it was Missouri rootstock that saved French vines from phylloxera.
I bought two bottles of Vidal Blanc and two bottles of Norton.
I stopped in to see one of my old IBM buddies who had to retire on disability after he got his brains scrambled in a motorcycle accident. A few months back he fell for the internet scam where he won some money and all he had to do was send some money to pay for the Federal Express fees. This is another time I wish there were a God so that the people who prey on old folks and mentally bewildered folks would suffer an eternity in hell.
Drove by the house I grew up in. I could hardly recognize it.
Summer in St. Louis:
When my friend's son dropped by yesterday to pick up the rocker I had brought from Tucson for him, after insulting a St. Louis tradition, IMO's Pizza, by calling it matzo topped by Velveeta, he asked me which had the worst summers, Atlanta or St. Louis. That's easy. St. Louis. He agreed, but everyone in St. Louis he tells that to, doesn't believe him. I know. Atlanta is in the South so it should be hotter, and it may be, but this is an example of "it's not the heat, it's the humidity". The humidity in St. Louis is much worse than Atlanta. Another thing is Atlanta is at a higher elevation that St. Louis. I've noticed that the nights are cooler in Atlanta than they are in St. Louis.
One more day here and it's back home to Georgia.
From PJ.
See. It's all Bush's fault. This is one of the few times that Ted Rall is actually funny. Oh the irony!
It's still MoK weekend. She furnished the pun.
It was visitors' day at the lunatic asylum. All the patients were standing
out in the courtyard and singing, Ave Maria, and singing it beautifully.
Oddly, each of them was holding a red apple in one hand and tapping it
rhythmically with a pencil.
A visitor listened in wonderment to the performance and then approached the
conductor. "I am a retired choir director", he said. "This is one of the
best choirs I have ever heard."
"Yes, I'm very proud of them", said the conductor.
"You should take them on tour", said the visitor. "What are they called?"
"In the beginning this was a big problem. One inmate wanted to call them the
Big Apple with Little Brown Seeds Singing Sons of Siam. But I said it was
too long and, anyway, none of them were from Siam. Then, another thought
The Pencil Leads was a good name but the others disagreed because they had
no one to write to."
"Well", the visitor asked, "What name did they finally agree on?"
"Surely that's obvious", replied the conductor. "They all agreed to call
themselves"...
... The Moron Tapanapple Choir.
St. Louis Missouri
So here I am in my home town. On a Sunday. All the people I was supposed to call tonight are not at home. Coincidence? You be the judge.
Yesterday I was in Jefferson City to see one of my old friends from IBM. We were customer engineers together in the Mattel Office Products Division. He's now a crip as well, but in his case it was a congenital defect. He has bone spurs poking into his spinal cord. He's had two surgeries for it. He can still walk, but he's not far from having to use a walker. I took him and his wife out to dinner.
On the way to Jefferson City, I drove by Lake of the Ozarks. Wow! It has really changed. Development out the butt. Wide roads. Shopping centers. Back in the 70's when I hung out there, there were no fast food chains. I passed three Mickey D's and a Wendy's. They even had a Chili's. Cliff's wife told me that the E Coli levels at the Lake were 12 times the normal amount that should be there. That's all the septic systems seeping into the Lake.
I stopped by the place where my old cabin was. I knew that they had sold all of the land where we were renting our cabin and had put up houses there as I had stopped by there 25 years ago. What used to be a gravel road to the houses is now all paved. Amazing.
The Catholic church where Mom dragged us off to mass when we were camping down there is still there. Stewart's Restaurant, down by the dam, is still there as well. I ate there in the early 60's. Some things haven't changed.
I have some cousins who own a kitchen and bath store there, but I didn't look for it. I have another cousin who retired down there but I didn't stop to see him either.
Got up this morning to drive from Jeff City to St. Louis and took Highway 50 rather than going over to one of the interstates. There are a lot of two lane roads in Missouri that are fun to drive. Highway 50 is one of them.
I stopped in Pacific to see my friend Alixe. She and her husband had moved and had not sent their forwarding address. She sent me a card earlier this year with her new address. I didn't have a phone number, but I figgered they'd be home on a Sunday morning so I plugged their address into Mistress Garmin and she took me right to their house. Spent a few hours there.
My friend Phil, the friend I have in Tucson, had me cart a little rocking chair to St. Louis to give to his son for their granddaughter. His son came to pick it up this afternoon and brought his daughter. She is really cute!
As I've been writing this, I've managed to talk to everyone I needed to and I've got the next two days scheduled. As is always the case, I need to spend more days here, but Michael and Cindy are eating everything from my garden so I've got to get home so I can have some of the veggies for myself.
CD. Watch his right hand closely. His thumb takes care of the base stings while his three fingers (index, middle, and ring) take care of the treble strings. This looks like it's a pretty easy finger picking piece. There are some pretty good stretches on the left hand. I'm gonna have to see if I can find the tablature for this. MPA shut down the Power Tabs site but they say they have resolved the legal dispute and will be back soon.
This one is from MoK. Yep. It's MoK weekend at GOC. With all the stuff she sends me, I really should link her when she does, so here is her site. She is a blonde. She has a sense of humor. I would like to meet her someday.
Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch.
Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble.
In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to
purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock.
Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get there, if I
decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home."
The brunette arrives at the man's ranch with $600, inspects the bull, and
decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for
$599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her
sister a telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph
office, and says, "I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that
I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our
pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home."
The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds,
"It will cost 99 cents a word." Well, after paying for the bull, the
brunette realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word.
After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, "I want you to send her
the word 'comfortable.'"
The operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know that you want
her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul
that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word 'comfortable?'"
The brunette explains, "My sister's blonde. The word is big. She'll read it
very slowly.... 'com-for-da-bul'."
OK. For all of you who bitched about no Saturday Boobage last week, here is lots of boobage to make up for it. Thank MoK.
And some buttage to go along with it.
Who sez I don't take care of my readers?
Kansas City Missouri
I'm back in my home state. Very boooo-ring drive today. I mean it was freaking Nebraska fer chrissakes. Ya know the best thing to come out of Nebraska? I-80. Put the cruise control on 80 and relax. No curves. Just a nice straight road. Yawn occasionally.
Dear Nebraska, Arizona, and Colorado: Thanks for having a 75 mph speed limit on your interstates.
Dear Texas: Thanks for having an 80 mph speed limit on I-10 between Kerrville and El Paso.
Talked to my sister. My nephew just eloped. She sent me a picture. His wife is a hottie. Nope. Not gonna post the picture.
Talked to some of my St. Louis friends. My old girlfriend's beau just had brain surgery. I think I'd rather be a cripple.
That's it. Tomorrow I'm taking a roundabout way to Jefferson City to see my old IBM buddy Cliff. Maybe I'll post some stories about him and me when we worked for the Mattel Office Products Division of IBM. That job really sucked!
Like playing with sparklers. Go here.
Got it from OBG.
Forgot to post this earlier just for DanS.
Needless to say it's NSFW.
Just think how brave those men were who signed the Declaration of independence. Compare those brave men to our politicians today. Try as I might I cannot think of one Dimocrat who would make a pimple on Thomas Jefferson's ass. That goes for most of the Republicans as well. And what do our schools teach about these men? Thomas Jefferson owned slaves and fathered the children of one of them. As if that matters.
For Independence Day here is a link that MoK sent me for all the red blooded American men who read this site. This is why we win.
USA! USA! USA!
Update: WTF? No comments on the patriotic babes on the link I posted?
Oh no! Bozo the Clown died. No one could ever replace Bozo. Well, maybe Howard Dean could. The resemblance is uncanny.
Whenever anyone my age thinks of a clown we think of Bozo and Clarabell. But Clarabell never entered the language like Bozo did. You never call a dimwit a clarabell, it's always Bozo. Or in French it's Beauzeau.
Goodbye Bozo.
North Platte Nebraska
But it's on the South Platte River. Someone said about the Platte that it was too thick to drink and too thin to plow.
It was a beautiful day in the Colorado Rockies. The drive on I-70 is beautiful, especially through Glenwood Canyon. We take so much for granted in this country. It was no mean engineering feat to put an interstate highway through Glenwood Canyon, likewise, building the Eisenhower Tunnel.
Back when I was growing up, we traveled through the Rockies twice. This was before I-70 when it was all two lane. I remember the trip we took when we climbed Pike's Peak. We had problems with our car overheating. We would make it to the top of a pass and had to coast down to the bottom of the mountain. There we would fill up milk cartons with water from a roadside stream to fill the radiator which had overheated. Then it was climb to the next pass and repeat the process. I do believe that was our 1956 Plymouth.
But I digress.
After I went through the tunnel I backtracked and took Highway 40 up to the top of Berthoud Pass. I have been over this pass twice and one time it was raining and the other time it was snowing. Both times it was in August. Today it was nice and clear so I took two pictures.
The first one was looking west. You can see the highway below.
Now, let's look to the east.
Hey! What's all that white stuff? That shouldn't be there in July.
If I remember correctly, Berthoud Pass is at 12,000 feet. There was snow near where I parked.
I got back on I-70 and headed east. Now, you may ask, WTF am I doing in Nebraska? No, it is not to look up Teresa (TDHO). (By the way, Peggy U added the "H" to TDO. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!) Nebraska was the last state (of the lower 48) that I hadn't driven a car in. I have been in all 50 of them. In fact, by the time I was 17 I had been in 47. Got Alaska and Hawaii in the Navy. Picked up the 50th in 1975. I'm gonna have to be satisfied with 48 as I cannot seeing myself going to Alaska or Hawaii in the future.
I'm gonna stop in Kansas City tomorrow. Then I'm going to Jefferson City and taking a circuitous route to go by Lake of the Ozarks. That will bring back some fond memories of my childhood and my 20's. Good times!
Grand Junction Colorado
Dear Arizona State Police: Thanks for not catching me speeding.
Dear Utah State Police: Ditto.
I got up earlier than usual this AM just to take some pictures for my readers.
Here is the view from my room. Sorry no telephoto lens on my camera.
You can see the dam, the bridge across the Colorado, and part of Lake Powell.
I drove across the bridge and got this picture of Lake Powell.
I saw a picture of Lake Powell a few years back and it was really low. It looks like it has filled back up.
Then back across the bridge for this picture of the dam.
I'm kinda stuck to taking pictures from my car. It's too much trouble to get out the wheelchair and assemble it for a picture and I can't balance very well to take one standing up.
How many people know whom Lake Powell was named after? I do! I do! He was the first man to successfully take boats down the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon. Now people pay for that privilege.
There were some folks staying at the motel I was in who were gonna start a trip today. They had two crips with them so I rolled over and asked one of them a few questions. I've done the trip before and was wondering if I could do it again now that I'm a crip. This was this dude's third trip.
I stopped at Mickey D's to get some coffee on the way out. It was lukewarm. No one was gonna sue this one for selling coffee that was too hot.
I headed up to Four Corners. Since I was driving through the middle of Freaking Nowhere Arizona, I decided to turn the car loose. Holy crap! This car likes to go fast. And, unlike the Z3 which is a ragtop, this car is quiet. It's hard to believe when you look down at the speedometer and realize that you're going 95. Lest you think I was driving like a maniac, I was, but the roads were in good shape and there were plenty of straight stretches and passing lanes. There were also some sections made for roadsters and my 325 handled them well.
When I got to Four Corners, I asked the lady at the gate if I could get my wheelchair over the marker. Since I was in a wheelchair, I got in free. I had wondered why we never went there when I was a kid and we had been in the area on one of our trips. It was because you have to pay to get in. $3 a head. I don't know what it cost back then, but I know my parents wouldn't pay just to have us stand in four states at one time. We were rather poor. We camped. In a tent. Slept in sleeping bags. Cooked on a Coleman stove. It's the only way we could afford to travel.
I remember on the trip when we were out here Dad drove up Monument Valley on what he thought was a road. It was more like a dry creek bed. It eventually got us to a road.
There was a wheelchair ramp up to the marker and I rolled up and over it so I could say that I and my wheelchair had been in four states at the same time. And it was free! Mr. and Mrs. Wilson would be so proud.
And then it was off to Grand Junction. As I was leaving the town of Moab, this dude in a Toyota Tundra shot past me at 90. Kewl! If you want to go fast I'll do it as well. When we got back on two lane he turned into a real pussy. He just sat behind this car going 60 and he wouldn't pass him. He gave up a golden opportunity to pass. The next good passing stretch, I passed them both. Here's the deal. If you're gonna pass me, then continue to drive faster than me.
I actually made better time on the two lane roads than I did on I-70 when I got on it. I wasn't worried too much about the cops out in the back country altho' I did see two Arizona cops and one Utah cop parked along the way. I thought one of the Arizona cops caught me, but he didn't pull out after me so no ticket today.
Not sure what routes I'll be taking tomorrow, but it will be the last fun day of driving. I'll be out of the mountains and on the high plains. Boooooooring!
Georgia has a new handicapped parking sticker.
From Jon. As I say to able bodied people who park in crip spaces, "Oh. You must be mentally handicapped."
This qualifies.
Peggy sent me this.
Emily Nordling has never met a Muslim, at least not to her knowledge. But this spring, Ms. Nordling, a 19-year-old student from Fort Thomas, Ky., gave herself a new middle name on Facebook.com, mimicking her boyfriend and shocking her father. “Emily Hussein Nordling,” her entry now reads.
"I mean, like, isn't that, you know, like, just you know like the coolest thing like in the world?" Or sumpin' like that.
With her decision, she joined a growing band of supporters of Senator Barack Obama, the presumptive Democratic presidential nominee, who are expressing solidarity with him by informally adopting his middle name.
May as well. He's not using it.
The result is a group of unlikely-sounding Husseins: Jewish and Catholic, Hispanic and Asian and Italian-American, from Jaime Hussein Alvarez of Washington, D.C., to Kelly Hussein Crowley of Norman, Okla., to Sarah Beth Hussein Frumkin of Chicago.
Or, We Are Hussein Idiots.
Jeff Strabone of Brooklyn now signs credit card receipts with his newly assumed middle name, while Dan O’Maley of Washington, D.C., jiggered his e-mail account so his name would appear as “D. Hussein O’Maley.” Alex Enderle made the switch online along with several other Obama volunteers from Columbus, Ohio, and now friends greet him that way in person, too.
Are these Booger Eatin' Hussein Moh-rons for real? Hey Jeff Hussein Strabone of Brooklyn, if Hussein is not your middle name and is not on your credit card your signature is illegal.
Drooling Cumspot is from Brooklyn. I guess I'll now call him Drooling Hussein Cumspot.
“I am sick of Republicans pronouncing Barack Obama’s name like it was some sort of cuss word,” Mr. Strabone wrote in a manifesto titled “We Are All Hussein” that he posted on his own blog and on dailykos.com.
What a bunch of thin Hussein skinned fucktards! How long have they been calling Bush Hitler and Chimpy? Has there been any whining from the Bush supporters? Maybe they should change their name from Generation Y to Generation Whine.
“My name is such a vanilla, white-girl American name,” said Ashley Holmes of Indianapolis, who changed her name online “to show how little meaning ‘Hussein’ really has.”
If it really had so "little meaning" you farking Hussein idiots wouldn't be doing this crap.
These really are Stoopid Hussein Kidz.
Dude! Save the Hussein Whales!
Update: Holy Hussein crap! Look what Hammer sent me.
Not much room under that bus for Jug Hussein Ears to throw people.
It's Paul, Kerrcarto, and CharlieDelta. So for those of you who are wondering what Paul, Kerrcarto, and CD look like, CD is on the left, Kerrcarto is in the middle, and Paul is on the right. They are thinking of starting their own blog and it will be titled, Gottagetdrunkfirst.
Page Arizona
Yep! Been on the road for seven days now. Since I didn't stay up all night last Saturday, I was OK on Sunday. Driving was pleasant.
Monday, I drove to Tucson to spend some time with my old IBM buddy Phil and his wife Mary. He had decided a few years ago that he wanted to retire to Tucson and he managed to get IBM to transfer him there and pay for the move. He has a nice house (about the same size as mine) in a gated community right on a golf course. His backyard runs up against a fairway. He has had a few broken windows caused by errant gold balls.
I got there around 1:00 and since he was still working (from home), I visited with Mary until he finished up.
On our way to dinner, we drove around and he showed off his community.
We ate at an Indian casino. They had a nice seafood buffet. I had king crab legs, shrimp, and salmon. Yummy!
Got up early and talked for a while. I hated to leave, but the road was beckoning.
The American Southwest is an amazing place! It is really hard to describe. I-17 from Phoenix to Flagstaff climbs about 6000 feet. This is the second time I have driven it. It was 112 degrees when I left Phoenix. There was one stretch of I-17 where there was snow on the ground. The last time I did this, I detoured through Sedona. This time I stayed on I-17.
In 1967 I drove from St. Louis to San Diego twice. This was before I-17 was built. The road from Flagstaff to Phoenix was two lane most of the way. It was the same when I drove out in 1971. Either way, the drive is incredible. Unfortunately, there was really no way I could stop to take any pictures to show the beauty.
I took highway 89 from Flagstaff to Page. It was mostly two lane altho' there were numerous passing lanes. Did I tell y'all how much I love my new car? It can go really fast. Highway 89 is in the middle of Farooking Nowhere Arizona so this was an opportunity to have fun. In passing some cars, I got up to 115 mph. Gotta get around them quick, especially if there are three cars that I need to pass. I can guarantee that my gas mileage sucked eggs on this stretch but I had a lot of fun. The ETA on Mistress Garmin kept going backwards. When I left Tucson Mistress Garmin had my ETA at 3:59. At Flagstaff it was 4:05. I pulled into Page at 3:45. I would have made it earlier, but they had a stretch of one lane road and traffic was stopped for 10 minutes.
I can see Lake Powell from my room. I would have taken a picture, but some booger eatin' moh-ron has his boat parked in the way.
I was last in Page 26 years ago when I came here to raft through the Grand Canyon. I spent 14 days on the Colorado River. It was in October and I missed the World Series which my team, the St. Louis Cardinals, won.
October of 1982 was a really great month. After getting out of the Grand Canyon I flew home and spent three days in St. Louis and then it was off to the British Virgin Islands where I skippered a bare boat charter for seven days. I had almost the entire month of October off from work. Good times!
I'm gonna get up early to see if I can get a scenic shot of lake Powell before I leave Page. Then it's off to Four Corners.
It's even affecting Bruce Wayne and he's a billionaire.
Thanks to OBG.
