Monday, April 30, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
The jokes write themselves here, folks - Beauty Pageant, Saudi-Style
"The legs are long, the eyes are big, the bodies curvaceous.
Contestants in this Saudi-style beauty pageant have all the features you might expect anywhere else in the world, but with one crucial difference — the competitors are camels."
Oh yeah. With no running start at all, the insensitivity level would skyrocket. I'm gonna just laugh to myself, but if you're up to it ................ that's what the comments are for.
OK, I'm better now. Deep cleansing breath ................ Fuckin' DouchNozzles.
Last Friday evening, out of the blue, I got a call from, Jerry. He's a fellow Hoosier who blogs at http://jwiley.typepad.com/back_home_again/ . What are ya gonna say when a guy calls ya up and says he's gonna be in the neighborhood? Especially, out here in the sticks where I live.
You say sure, come on by! So he did. He was on his way to points South and didn't get to stay long, but we yucked it up and had a good time getting to know each other. Surprisingly, that was easy and we fell into conversation like we'd known each other for a long time.
Interesting Guy. Smart and doesn't look anywhere near the age he tells me he is.
Unfortunately, Queen Buffness, was in the throes of a monster headache and she missed him.
Maybe next time. 'Cause there can be a next time anytime you're in the area, Jerry. I took a picture, but can't seem to locate it. Oh well, go to his place and see his mug.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
I've been listening to the radio all day today. Every time the news comes on they mention that today is the anniversary of Timothy McVeigh and the Oklahoma City Bombing.
I have yet to hear any mention today of The Waco Massacre* which occurred on the same date, two years prior.
Just wondering why that is.
(*The link here was the top of the list at Google. I looked at it some, it's got a big time "Conspiracy Factor" going on. I assume you can sort this shit out, but I didn't pick this site for any particular reason. Just happened that way.)
Got off at 11pm and jumped on the "BigBluePlasticKawasaki" and headed out. Got halfway out of the lot and - "POP" - there went the Bright headlight. Crap. But hey, I still have the Low Beam. So I continue on the way.
About 1/2 a mile out, a Damn Deer ran out in front of me. I was going slow and saw her first, so I only had to do a bit of Brake and Dodge. OK, that's not bad.
Several miles later, just as I'm cresting a small rise that then drops off sharply from there .......
I find 2 big dogs doing the wildthing, right in the middle of the road!
Thankfully, they were closer to centerline than right in the middle of my lane. I just nicked the Male with the front wheel and fairing and spun 'em around like a frisbie. After I quit screaming and started laughing, I turned around and went back to see if they were ok.
They were OK. Still locked up and tearing it up in the middle of the road. There were 3-4 other dogs, males I assume, milling around that I hadn't seen on the first run through.
Just glad I didn't run smack into them. That would'a been a mess.
I was reminded this morning by Sondra K's post yesterday, that on April 18, 1945, Ernie Pyle was killed by Japanese gunfire on Okinawa. He was the most famous war corrospondant of WWII. And the best of any war. I've recently read 3 of his books and highly recommend anything he wrote.
Here's a good link from her site to a - Nice link on Ernie Pyle Here.
Unfortunately, If there's an Ernie Pyle out there now, you'll never get a chance to see his work. Such is the way of things these days.
Maybe Michael Yon. I don't know.
Historical Note for Today- Kim Du Toit reminds me this morning that on April 19, 1775, The Battle of Concord was joined between the Minutemen and the Brits, beginning the War of Independence. BTW - Took until 1789 to finish the war and ratify the Constituion. Damn Quagmire. Lucky damn thing, Jack Fuckin' Murtha wasn't in charge.
Monday, April 16, 2007
This is not good. I got up early hoping to get some "HoneyDo's" done and then taking a ride on the BigBluePlasticKawasaki later.
As they say "No plan survives first contact with the enemy". The enemy in this case being my Intestinal Tract.
Holy Shit. If Saddam Hussein had had the shits like this, our troops would still be in Kuwait and he and his boys would still be living happily in Baghdad.
I'm not sure what the hell kinda fucked up, Zombie Virus I've been infected with. I'm thinking I should make sure the Wife has a pistol with her today in case I start wanting to Zombie out and become a Flesh Eating Ghoul like a character from "Night of the Living Dead."
If more women watched George Romero flicks, they'd know this kinda shit. Of course, being my wife, she knows this already.
Unless she likes the idea of being an Undead Zombie. And if that's the case, she may just end up in the ER looking to scam a prescription of Percocet. Because that's what the Zombies I know do.
Friday, April 13, 2007
It's an old Russian Battle Rifle. A Mosin Nagant M91/30 in 7.62 x 54 caliber.
It was cheap. Less than $100.
Life is good.