Monday, April 30, 2012
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Sunday, April 29, 2012
Yup. What ELSE does he have to run on?
While we're on about Obama... just in case ya missed it, here's a link to Mark Steyn's take on the dog-eat-dog world that is American politics, wherein he deploys EVERY doggie joke and cliché known to man and invents a few of his own. His piece... which is the best I've read... otta be the last word on this subject.
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Saturday, April 28, 2012
Aren't ALL Movies Like This?
Yup. Thangs are much better with s'plosions. And lasers. And a synth soundtrack. Alternate title: "Why I don't watch."
From the Usual Saturday Source.
Update, in the spirit of full disclosure: I watched "The Iron Lady" the other night (gotta love PPV), so I'm not down on ALL movies. Meryl Streep was spectacular, the screen play was lacking. "Lacking" is being very kind... "sucks" would be more descriptive but a lot less literary. "The Iron Lady" is to Lady Thatcher's life as Big Bird is to ornithology. I was seriously disappointed in this movie... but what's new about that?
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Labels: Culcha, Get Off My Lawn
Friday, April 27, 2012
Winning the West
Let's hear it for the homers...
Two interesting things: NM and Florida were the only states with split outcomes; out of over 3,500 votes Florida went 38%-38% for the Blues and Preds, 15% for the Kings and 9% for the Feral Dogs. There were only 40 votes in my hockey hotbed home when I voted and the state was gray. I just looked at the map again... there are now all of 41 votes and the balance tipped to the Preds, turning NM gold. Go figure, especially since I voted for the Blues. The rest of the US? Homers, everyone... except for those states without a dog in the hunt. Also note that Feral Dog fans are pretty loyal, even when the rest of the world gives 'em the proverbial snowball's chance in The Hot Place.
I dunno how long this poll will be up, but you can take it here. The poll is pretty interesting if'n you're a fan, in that you can vote on each semi-final series and who's gonna win the East, too.
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Plane Pr0n and Other Stuff
From the Usual USAF Source:
First C-17 Retires: T-1, the Air Force's prototype C-17 transport, retired to the National Museum of the US Air Force in Dayton, Ohio, ending a 21-year testing career at Edwards AFB, Calif. The airplane arrived in Dayton on April 25. "This aircraft will serve as the representative C-17 airframe in the museum's collection, allowing us to share with the public more of the story of the demanding airlift missions facing today's Air Force," said museum director John Hudson. McDonnell Douglas (now Boeing) workers essentially fabricated T-1 by hand to support a five-year developmental test and evaluation program, according to museum officials. Successively rebuilt, the aircraft exceeded its design life by four times while supporting various test programs since its maiden flight in September 1991. In addition to test support, the aircraft sidelined as a film star, appearing in a bunch of Hollywood films during its service life. After decommissioning, T-1 is slated to join the museum's outdoor airpark this summer, said the officials. (Dayton report by Sarah Swan)
The interesting thing about this aircraft, to me, is the fact it's a movie star. If you click the pic on the right you can see the names of the five movies (and one music video) the aircraft "starred" in, one of which is yet to be released.
We broke the seal on the air conditioning yesterday. Two consecutive days of record breaking heat raised our indoor temperature into the mid-80s and that was it for me. I only ran the AC for a couple o' hours though, seein' as how it cooled down into the 70s once the sun went down.
"So, Buck... how hot WAS it?" you ask? This hot:
That was Wednesday; yesterday it only got up to 92, which was still the record high for April 26th. But it was hot enough, Gentle Reader... so much so that we kicked off gin & tonic season, as well. And yeah: it was a dry heat. This morning it's a refreshing... brisk, even... 57 degrees outside as we speak. I have the windows open and the house is cooling down quite nicely.
And then there's this...
Just until the investigation is over, Colonel. Until then it's bid'niz as usual.
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Labels: Plane Pr0n, Politics, WX
Thursday, April 26, 2012
The people who must never have power are the humorless. To impossible certainties of rectitude they ally tedium and uniformity. Since an essential element of the American idea is its variety, I have tried to celebrate things that are amusing for their own sake, or ridiculous but revealing, or simply of intrinsic interest. All of the above might apply to the subject of my little essay on the art and science of the blowjob, for example, while not quite saving me from the most instantly misinterpreted of all my articles, concerning the humor deficit as registered by gender. Still, I like to believe that these small-scale ventures, too, make some contribution to a conversation without limits or proscriptions: the sin qua non of the sort of society that knows to keep the solemn and the pious at bay.
That's from the preface to Arguably: Essays by Christopher Hitchens, which is Hitch's last published work and my current read. Apropos of the reference above, here's Hitchens' blowjob piece, which is both irreverent and truthful, not to mention literary and quite interesting. The outraged reaction to Hitchens' piece on the feminist blogs was just as entertaining (if not more so) than the essay. I tried to find one of the funnier examples of "outrage" but was unsuccessful in my googling (I know I read it on some blog like "Feministing" or the like). You'll just have to take my word for it.
And we've digressed. As usual. The point is: keep the humorless at bay. And NEVER fail to mock them when you have the opportunity.
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012
I Know the Feeling
|Inside: Happ y Birthda y|
Stolen from the Shoebox blog and I'm sure they don't mind... free advertising for one of their cards that's "in stores now!"
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Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Too Much Choice
I'm just in from runnin' the day's errands which included buyin' toothpaste and that's the post title subject. Like this:
I swear to The Deity At Hand... there HAD to be a dozen different varieties of Crest and I didn't even look at the Colgate and other brands. This makes me wonder about toothpaste sales (as in: do they REALLY sell enough of each formula to make it worthwhile?) while wonderin' if it ain't all just the same stuff, re-badged. It really wasn't all THAT long ago when you had just one variety of Crest, Colgate, Ipana, yadda, yadda, to choose from.
Speakin' of Ipana... I always bugged my Mom to buy Ipana when I was a kid. Mainly outta fraternal solidarity:
You don't KNOW how much grief I got as a kid because of that damned commercial.
It's warm outside, Gentle Reader. No... make that HOT:
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Fading Fast With No Hope for the Immediate Future
My traffic is nose-diving and I'm pretty sure I know why... it's the playoffs and I'm simply obsessed with hockey right now. Most people are NOT so obsessed, unfortunately, so they do what any rational reader would do when confronted with the same ol', same ol' they don't wanna read: they stop. I tend to do the same with the purely political blogs, as in "yeah, I know Obama is an idiot, what else ya got?" So I suppose turnabout is fair play. That said, we DO try and mix thangs up a bit, given that we have an almost immediate grasp of the obvious... which is one of our better traits. To no avail, apparently:
Yeah... the trend does NOT look good.
That said... it's back to the world's fastest sport. Chicago went out last night, soundly beaten by those Feral Dogs... in Chicago!... who managed to win their first-ever playoff series since they quit bein' Jets and began new lives as desert-dwelling roadrunner chasers. That's about it, though, as I have a feeling they'll go out in the second round. Mike Smith has been absolutely stellar in goal but I think Rinne is better. The Preds have a better defense corps, too, and no lack of scoring firepower. The series WILL be interesting, assuming you like goalie duels, which I do. I predict Nashville in six.
Methinks the other semi-final in the West is harder to predict. Like Phoenix and Nashville, both the Kings and the Blues have exceptional goalies. Both teams can score. Both teams have better than adequate defenses. I really have NO idea who'll win this one, but I'm leaning towards the Blues.
And the East? Who cares?
So... the 2008, 2009, and 2010 Stanley Cup champions are out of the playoffs, and the 2011 champions might could be eliminated tomorrow night. Let's hear it for parity! Or not, depending on your point of view.
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Monday, April 23, 2012
The Best Sentence I've Heard or Read Lately
With apologies to blog-bud Morgan, because the title of this post was blatantly ripped off from a regularly recurring feature on his blog. Morgan's BSIHoRL is almost always political, my one-time effort has to do with hockey (of course!). I'm lifting it from an article in the Montreal Gazette, which was all about which team you might want to support after your team is eliminated in the playoffs (or fail to MAKE the playoffs in the Habs' case and at least one other case I can think of. Andy.). About which, this:
If your appreciation of hockey transcends loyalty to the hometown team, however, this is – hit it, Andy Williams – the most wonderful time of the year. The best players on the best teams are playing their best hockey, and appreciation of excellence can help salve the wounds inflicted by too many disappointing nights at the Bell Centre.
That ain't the BSIHoRL but it DOES describe why I continue to watch hockey long after the Beloved Wings have cleaned out their lockers. The linked article goes on to describe the teams remaining in the playoffs and why Habs fans might consider rooting for 'em. Which brings us to the subject at hand... a pithy description of New Joisey Debbils hockey:
Cautionary note: Devils still play Jacques Lemaire hockey, which is to the world’s fastest sport what necrophilia is to the world’s most pleasurable activity.
Which is why I haven't been bothered to watch one single game of the Panthers-Debbils series. I hate, HATE, HATE the trap. I've hated it since 1995 and I ain't about to stop now. Necrophilia, indeed.
So... best sentence aside, who AM I supporting now that the Wings are on the golf course? It's still too early to tell but the safest answer would be "ANYONE but Nashville." Or the Debbils.
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One thang I noticed this weekend: the bikes are out in FORCE now that the WX is predictably nice. I've been noticing the bikes for a couple o' few weeks now... it's a personal Rite O' Spring for me. Up until this year I'd be right out there with 'em but for various and sundry reasons I got rid o' Miss Zukiko last summer. I'm beginning to think that was a mistake. From an old post:
I think I'll keep my leathers. You may think I'm weird, but I just MIGHT buy a Can-Am Spyder RS. I didn't quit riding Miss Zukiko because I don't LIKE riding, I quit riding her because I don't have enough breath to horse her around and the sporting riding position is just too damned hard on my old bod, specifically my wrists and (what's left of) my forearms. The Spyder has a reverse gear, yanno? And wouldn't I look cool on one? Much better than those geezers on Gold Wing trikes, methinks.
That's an excerpt from the post about selling my love into (light, loving) bondage. My leathers are still hanging in the closet and I've begun thinkin' about a new moto. But I don't think it's gonna be one of those Can-Ams... it might could be one of these:
Yeah. In blue, just like that. I could see myself on one of those, easily, but I'll have to sell El Casa Móvil De Pennington first. I suppose I should get on that (no pun, of course).
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From the Usual USAF Source...
|Air Frame: An F-16 Fighting Falcon from the 18th Aggressor Squadron at Eielson AFB, Alaska, flies over the Joint Pacific Alaska Range Complex. (Air Force photo by SSgt. Christopher Boitz) (Click on image above to reach wallpaper version.)|
That photo must have been taken in the Fall, eh? That's some beautiful foliage below the Lawn Dart.
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Labels: Plane Pr0n, USAF
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Schadenfreude Я Us
I know it's not good form and it's also cold, cold comfort... but it REALLY felt good watching the Sharks... the Wings' playoff nemesis these last two years... and the Flightless Birds get eliminated last night and just now, respectively. It makes your first-round exit easier to take when your hated rivals go out in the first round as well.
So, now it's on to today's second game. Lordy, I just LOVE this time o' year!
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Saturday, April 21, 2012
If This Is Saturday...
... then it's Viral Vid Day. Style guide tips from The Economist...
Sigh. Nothing about my favorite: loose vs. lose. Loosers, all of 'em.
In other news... the sun came up this morning, surprisingly. And the playoffs go on, albeit without the Beloved Wings. I've been reading post-mortems most of the morning and they're mostly predictable... the Wings need to re-tool and/or re-build; they're finally getting old; there was a lack of depth; injuries took their toll; the Preds were younger, faster, and all that. Yadda, yadda, yadda. And we are now officially on Lidstrom Watch. Will he come back? Will he retire? Who knows? All will be revealed in due time.
And now it's time to watch the Bruins and the Caps. Life goes on...
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Friday, April 20, 2012
Congratulations, Nashville Predators...
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Oh BOY! And Broadening, Episode XLVI
We're just back from a run down to our local Beer Emporium and lookie here:
Abita is back in stock. O Happy Day! We shall now broaden our horizons with a new-to-me Restoration Pale Ale. My day just got a lil bit brighter.
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Live Or Die
Tonight could be the last game of the season for both the Flightless Birds and the Beloved Wings. But I don't think it will be... those cold-climate birds are playin' at home and still hold home ice advantage. And they're pretty fired up after the beat-down they put on the hapless Flyers night before last... winning 10-3... which looks more like a football score than a hockey score. And the Wings are still the Wings, even if they're playing in Nashville. I look for both teams to survive this evening, although the odds are most definitely against them when it comes to winning the series.
The first round of these playoffs has been most interesting, what with five teams... the Sharks, Blackhawks, and Canucks, in addition to the above... digging themselves into a 3-1 hole. Truth be told: I hope ALL of 'em lose their series, except for the Wings. We have NO love at all for any of 'em; it's history where the 'Hawks and Sharks are concerned and just simple contempt for the Canucks.
Speaking of no love at all... Small-Tee and Seattle Andy were goin' off on ESPN and the state of sports on teevee in general the other day. I read those comments and thought I was pretty pleased with the teevee coverage of hockey. The announcers are generally pretty good, they know their hockey, and there's little or no schmaltz involved... just informed play-by-play announcing and pertinent hockey facts. But there ARE some things that bug the sh!t outta me about watching hockey on teevee. In no particular order...
"Chelsea Dagger" at the United Center. I ALWAYS mute my teevee when Chicago scores in Chicago. I never wanna hear that fuching song again. Ever.
That annoying electronic "chink-CHINK" sound in the Shark Tank that escalates in pitch and intensity as they announce a goal and the assists. Mute, once again.
Watching the Avs play on Altitude. Altitude has annoying pop-up ad banners on the lower portion of the screen during the game that are terribly distracting. A pox on them and the bid'nizes that buy those gotdamned ads. Altitude also has the WORST in-house announcers, by far. Lame.
The siren at Verizon Center when the Caps score a goal. Somebody call the cops. Please.
EVERY gotdamned overly-dramatic rink announcer who acts like this is the very first time anyone has ever heard a player's name... dragging out the name syllable-by-syllable while using exaggerated voice inflections that would embarrass a normal human being. Old-time shouting used car ads on teevee are/were more enjoyable than those asshats.I'm sure there are more but these are all that come to mind right now.
Oh. Almost forgot: LGRW!
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Labels: Get Off My Lawn, Hockey, Red Wings
Thursday, April 19, 2012
RIP, Levon Helm
A statement from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, which inducted Helm in 1994, called him the backbone of The Band.
"As a member of the one of the most influential rock and roll groups, The Band, Levon Helm produced music that was as much timeless as it was timely," it said. "In the late 1960s and early 1970s when the country was divided, The Band still projected a sense of unity and brought generations of fans together from all over the world."
Helm had a voice unlike any other in rock music: definitively Southern, soulful and gritty, an oak-barreled whiskey that sometimes went down with a fiery kick.
Levon Helm... dead at 71.
RIP, Levon... and thank you for all the good times and memories. You are released.
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From the Usual USAF Source...
Squared Away: The Air Force's honor guard won the hard-fought Joint Service Honor Guard Drill Competition at the Thomas Jefferson Memorial in Washington, D.C. "I think this was one of the best performances I've seen from our guys in the last two years," said competition judge MSgt. Nathan Todd. USAF's drill team beat out honor guards from the Army, Marine Corps, Navy, Coast Guard, and Merchant Marine during the April 14 competition, an annual event. Despite breaking a drill rifle midway through the team's exhibition drill routine, "their bearing was not broken and their training propelled them to victory," added Todd. "We trained for anywhere from eight to 12 hours a day specifically for this," stressed honor guard member SrA. Christopher Martinez-Hernandez. "We put in a lot of hard work." (Washington, D.C., report by A1C Daniel Burkhardt)
So much for that tired old saw about the Air Force not being "military." I think that captain... and the leaders of the other honor guards/drill teams... has Big Brass Ones to walk through a line tossed rifles tipped with flashing bayonets. BIG ones. Congratulations, USAF Honor Guard.
Photo credits: U.S. Air Force Photos/Senior Airman Perry Aston. As always, click to embiggen.
Updated: Video (at some small college in Loosy-Anna which supposedly has some expertise in football. Or so I've heard.).
Updated: Video (at some small college in Loosy-Anna which supposedly has some expertise in football. Or so I've heard.).
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012
And literally, at that. It looks pretty cold up there in Lapland, actually, but let us not digress.
We sure don't have a lot to say of late. I'm thinkin' that might be because I'm just a tad bit too comfortable, content, and unchallenged. Well, "unchallenged" in the sense that I don't have any real big issues or problems in my life at the moment. I've always been challenged in other areas... like mental acuity, looks, and romance. Minor issues, yanno?
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Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Stick a Fork In 'Em... They're Done
It'll be an all-too-short post season for the Wings, what with dropping back-to-back games at The Joe and going down 3-1 in the series with Nashville. The Wings have to win the next three games... two o' which will be played in Nashville... to advance. That's pretty much Mission Impossible, unless Pekka Rinne gets struck by lightning and half of the Preds' defense corps develops terminal cerebral palsy in the next 24 hours.
Tonight's game was ALL Wings... and all Rinne... until the third period when Nashville took a 2-1 lead on the absolute WORST defensive play I've seen the Wings make all damned year, or mebbe even in my entire freakin' LIFE. This:
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Broadening Our Horizons XLV
It's been nearly a month since we tried a new brew... well, except for our trip to Kansas, where we quaffed more than a few of the local Boulevard brews (and they were TASTY, indeed)... so we were intrigued when we saw sixers of this in Wally-World today:
We bought us one, as you can plainly see. The Bros think this beer is only average; I think it's a very well-done Summer Ale: very refreshing, very dry and hoppy, but with some very slight sweetness that appeals to my palate. I could see me knockin' back a few of these after I mowed the lawn, assuming I had a lawn to mow. Given as how I DON'T have a lawn (and we are semi-grateful for that fact), I guess I'll have to make do by having a couple on the verandah, along with one of those tasty Cafe con Leches from Drew Estate.
Mmmm, mmmm, GOOD.
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I Kinda-Sorta Agree
It's all Secret Service, all the time at the Usual Source for political 'toons and this is arguably the best of the lot...
The guy prolly wasn't spending federal funds, except indirectly... assuming you believe his (their?) salary (ies) are federal funds. Which they are, but I really don't get what all the brouhaha is all about... we'd be in a constant state of angst if we got upset every time some gub'mint dude hired a hooker.
And from the Usual USAF Source...
We'll Leave the Light on For 'Ya, But: The Military Association of Atheists and Freethinkers claimed victory against the Air Force in its quest to free the US military of policies that it purports promote religion. This time, the atheists' group was upset over the fact that guest rooms in Air Force lodgings have a Bible, something the group contends represents "a special privilege for Christianity." The Gideons provide these Bibles. The atheists' group said it successfully pressed the Air Force to remove the requirement for a Bible from its lodging accreditation checklist. Michael Dickerson, Air Force Services Agency spokesman, confirmed to the Daily Report that, upon a legal review, the agency concluded "there is no requirement" to have a Bible included in the lodging checklist. A revised checklist will take effect in Fiscal 2013, he said. However, "the Air Force has not directed the removal of Bibles from Air Force Inns' lodging rooms at this time," said Dickerson. "We continue to review the situation and weigh our multiple First Amendment responsibilities and obligations." The atheists' group responds to what it claims are "insensitive practices that illegally promote religion over non-religion within the military or unethically discriminate against minority religions or differing beliefs." Thank God for that.
Heh. I had no ideer there was a military atheists group. And they're freethinkers, too!
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Monday, April 16, 2012
The pre-game festivities at The Joe yesterday...
Ah, they do it RIGHT in Dee-troit. Too bad the Wings lost the game...
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My Muse! Wherefore Art Thou?
So, we have next to nuthin' yet again. Just one small item... it IS small indeed and prolly only of interest to a very limited audience, like ME.
We had that young lady over for dinner last night... the languid languisher of recent scribblings... and her reaction was semi-predictable, as in: "you COOK?" Why is it that wimmen are always surprised and/or think we men are clue-free when it comes to culinary thangs, the sole exception bein' our expertise at preparing Burnt Offerings outdoors? I should add that the lady was suitably impressed, so it's a case of "Mission Accomplished," at least as far as last night's limited objective was concerned.
The subtle campaign continues.
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Labels: Music, Sex and Wimmen
Sunday, April 15, 2012
This Is Just Wrong.
A Wings game at 1000 hrs on a Sunday? Seriously now... I just now poured my first cup, really. I also set my
alarm phone for 0933 hrs this morning just to make SURE I didn't oversleep. There's sumthin' terribly wrong about watching hockey and drinkin' coffee rather than beer. But it is what it is... and what it is is a 2-1 series lead. I can feel it comin'.
Update, 1300 hrs.: I hate Pekka Rinne. Hate, HATE, HATE the man. He's a helluva goalie, though. Preds 3, Wings 2. Shots on goal: Wings 43, Preds 22. Sometimes it bees that way... I think this one's gonna go seven.
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Saturday, April 14, 2012
My EYES! (In Two Parts)
My eyes!... Part I, as in dust, if I were to go outside. Note the wind speed and gusts. We haven't posted a lot about the WX of late and that's because we've had a run of exceptionally great weather for this time o' year... until today. You can see it's warm outside, but the wind she's a howling. That WILL keep me indoors, unfortunately.
My eyes!... Part II, as in Aiiieee!
Thank The Deity At Hand those folks are fully clothed. I thought long and hard (heh) about posting this (TMI, anyone?) but then I figgered What the Hell... why not? This CAN be construed as a public service, if nothing else.
The thang that intrigues me is the quoted increase in STDs among my cohort. I've read similar stuff elsewhere (and oh-so-briefly considered moving to The Villages as a result, if only for the opportunities what's in it) but I haven't encountered any hard numbers. Still and even a 71% increase is a LOT... unless you're talking about a baseline that begins at ten cases and increases to 17.
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I Got Nuthin'
Wait. There's this...
This is mostly about travel, which I suppose is the usual vehicle for breakin' out, right? Would it surprise you to learn I've got most of the tee shirts in this vid... with the exception of Africa? So if we HAVE the tee shirts, do we need to buy more of the same? I've been struggling with this concept for about eight years now (ever since my passport expired) and haven't arrived (heh) at an answer.
And then there are all those bon mots from the famous and not-so. I particularly liked the one from Eleanor Roosevelt... "Do something that scares you every day." That's why I go to Wal-Mart.
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Friday, April 13, 2012
Today's Happy Hour Soundtrack... and More Randomness
I'm just in from a run out to the base, the second in as many days. Well, the second this week, anyhoo. I discovered the scotch supply was nearly exhausted night before last and we killed it off in its entirety last evening. Ergo: a resupply run. It was a great day for it, too.
So... we pulled up to the gate at Cannon... top down, Stones blasting but quickly turned down, and cigar in hand... whereupon the gate guard took my ID and casually remarked "Now here's a man who KNOWS how to enjoy a great day!"
"Yup," sez I, "life is GOOD."
"I can see that," sez he, "enjoy the rest of your day, Sergeant Pennington."
I love it when those guys address me by my long-expired title. But we ARE "still serving," as it's said.
We were "Rolling Stoned and Beatled 'til we're blind" on our recent road-trip, to quote Paul Simon. Which means we loaded up The Green Hornet with our complete catalog of re-mastered albums from both groups, which we listened to when we weren't doin' the NPR thang. I loves me some NPR, with a couple of notable exceptions... the first bein' the SUPREMELY obnoxious Garrison Keillor and the second bein' the equally obnoxious (or more so) Amy Goodman and her liberal moonbattery on "Democracy Now!" Yecch. So... we turned to our CDs when both of those programs came on.
Which was a long-winded way o' sayin' that "Exile On Main Street" is still in our CD player, as we speak. We put this tune on repeat for the entire 30-mile round trip out to Cannon Airplane Patch and back:
I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun.
I'm the man that brings you roses when you ain't got none.
Well I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight
You if you want to push and pull with me all night.
Give me little drink from you loving cup.
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk.
I feel so humble with you tonight,
Just sitting in front of the fire.
See your face dancing in the flame,
Feel your mouth kissing me again,
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz,
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.
Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.
Apropos o' not much... we've had this tune stuck in our head since about 2200 hrs last evening, specifically the lyrics quoted above. That's because we spent the night in the company of a beautiful young woman who languished on my love seat until the wee smalls this morning... and I could not get those lyrics and THAT set of images out of my head. Our beautiful evening ended when the lady said "I'd better get home, otherwise I'm gonna fall asleep right here on your couch." Which was almost the perfect opening.
Let me say this about that: I was SO tempted to... well, you know. But I didn't, simply because I feel it's unseemly to put a move on a woman who's young enough to be my daughter or mebbe even my granddaughter, if only technically. I'm havin' different thoughts in the cold light o' day today... thoughts along the lines of "missed opportunities." And "faint heart ne'er won fair lady."
Sigh. BIG-ass sigh. Beer me!
Committed to the Inter-tubes by Buck on 4/13/2012 01:22:00 PM 8 comments:
Labels: Music, New Life, Sex and Wimmen
Hilary Rosen: yet another dumb-ass Dim-o-crat distraction. One of the best comments I read on this teapot tempest came from Iowahawk:
Ann Romney: Nancy Kerrigan. Hilary Rosen: Jeff Gillooly. Barack Obama: Tonya Harding.
Committed to the Inter-tubes by Buck on 4/13/2012 09:58:00 AM 6 comments:
From the Usual USAF Source:
Crawford Awarded Air Force Cross: Chief of Staff Gen. Norton Schwartz awarded Capt. Barry Crawford the Air Force Cross—the second highest honor for valor in combat—during a Pentagon ceremony Thursday. "It's not hard to be utterly impressed by his bravery and inspired by his selflessness," said Schwartz of Crawford during the ceremony, which recognized Crawford's extraordinary heroism in Afghanistan on May 4, 2010. Crawford was a special tactics officer assigned to an Army special operations unit and its Afghan partners. The commandos were operating that day in a completely denied area east of Kabul known to be sympathetic to the Taliban. Almost immediately after entering a village, the commando force came under fire from more than 100 highly trained insurgents hiding out in the mountains above. During the more than 10-hour battle, Crawford repeatedly put his life on the line to save his US and Afghan comrades. Two Afghans died and three others were severely wounded, but "given the skill and aggressiveness of this enemy," the casualties easily could have been higher, noted Schwartz in praising Crawford. Crawford said he was "deeply honored" and "extremely humbled" not only by the "magnitude of the award," but also by the overwhelming support he's received. He specifically acknowledged the handful of Army special forces soldiers who served with him that day who attended the ceremony. "This award is an individual award, but I consider it much more than that. It's our award," said Crawford. "Everyone was valiant. Everyone was heroic. Thank you so much for being my true friends, my brothers." Crawford also received a Purple Heart during the ceremony. For the full account of Crawford's heroics, read Caught in the Crossfire.—Amy McCullough
More here and here.
Committed to the Inter-tubes by Buck on 4/13/2012 09:27:00 AM 4 comments:
Thursday, April 12, 2012
The Playoffs Begin
Betcha thought I was gonna let that slide right by, dint ya? Heh... fat chance. So, three games last night and two out of the three teams I favor in last night's games won. The Wings, unfortunately, weren't one of those teams. I really do believe the officiating was a contributing factor in last night's loss. Speakin' of...
The league's two least-penalized teams took 14 penalties last night, which is more than one usually sees in three or four playoff games. The Preds couldn't convert on six power play opportunities (including over a minute of 5-on-3 time) and that speaks more to the efficiency of the Wings PK than anything else, in my mind. The fact remains that penalties break up the rhythm and flow of the game and affect both teams' momentum, not that Nashville had anythang that looked even remotely like momentum after the first period... but the Wings did. It's also an unfortunate fact of life that garbage goals and fluky goals count just the same as a goal from a well-executed play. But that's hockey.
The thing that hurt the most last night was losing Darren Helm for the rest of the playoffs due to a freak accident in the first period, where tendons in his right arm were cut by a Nashville player's skate. Losing Helm WILL affect Detroit's penalty kill and the power play and that sucks more than losing the game by a single goal.
So we're down 1-0. No big deal... I liked the way the Wings played last night. Nashville is gonna have to get a whole helluva lot better to win this series... they're not gonna be able to rely on luck and garbage for all seven games.
Committed to the Inter-tubes by Buck on 4/12/2012 11:33:00 AM 8 comments:
First of all, this:
Not me... I pay the bastards sumthin' nearly every year. But (a) let's not flog dead draft animals and (b) I'd take the gas, were it me.
This is interesting:
Longer Fifth Generation Horizon: The Air Force needs to "look hard at its timeline" for acquiring an all-fifth generation fighter fleet, and maybe accept a fourth generation-plus force for a longer period, said retired Gen. Ron Fogleman, former Chief of Staff, Wednesday. "We shouldn't give up on being a fifth generation Air Force. I think we just need to change the horizon," he said in an address sponsored by AFA's Mitchell Institute for Airpower Studies in Arlington, Va. Fogleman said he's worried that the Air Force has essentially placed "all its eggs in one basket" by embracing the F-35 strike fighter "so completely." He said: "I have no doubt that someday the F-35 will be a marvelous airplane." But "I don't think our Air Force can wait" until then. He said he doesn't think the Air Force will ever buy the F-35 in the numbers it has planned (the program of record is for 1,763). "That's the first thing that nobody will admit, but it's kind of a universal truth," he said. "As soon as" F-35 unit reductions come, the aircraft's "price is going to start going crazy," asserted Fogleman. By the time it becomes obvious in about eight to 10 years that the F-35 plan won't play out, "it will be too late," and the production lines for "several pretty good legacy fighters"—the F-15, F-16, and F/A-18E/F—will be shuttered, he said. "They'll go dead about the time that we wake up," he said, noting that he'd "like to set an alarm that says we ought to wake up a little earlier." The Super Hornet should be in the potential mix even though "heaven forbid, the Air Force would ever buy a Navy airplane," said Fogleman.—John A. Tirpak
That's from the Usual USAF Source, of course. Gen. Fogelman is correct... one need only look at what happened to the drastically reduced F-22 buy to see what's in the cards for the F-35. It's the same scenario but with bigger federal financial issues in play (it's the deficit, dummy!). But Dang, General... USAF flyin' a NAVY fighter? Have ya lost your mind?
Remember back in February when I was whining about ruining my rather expensive stock pot? Well, Occasional Reader Deborah said this about that:
Invest another $2 and buy a gallon of white vinegar. Pour the entire gallon into the pot and fill it the rest of the way with water (filtered water, if possible). Bring it to a boil, slap the lid on it, if it has one. Let it set for 24 hours, then try cleaning it again. The vinegar will dissolve and break up the calcification; it should come clean with a little scrubbing.
I did exactly that yesterday and the pot came clean, completely and totally, with almost no scrubbing. This is all the more amazing since I basically quit cleaning the pot after I bought a new one... we're talkin' about two months of calcification here. But I now have two... count 'em, two... eight quart stock pots. Thanks, Deborah!
It's mid-April and I still don't have a 2012 calendar on my wall. I'm beginning to think I really don't need one... except for the fact that it bugs the Hell out o' me to see December 2011 every time I stand at the sink. I prolly should take the old calendar down and just be done with it.
I cleaned house yesterday and thought seriously about breakin' out the tripod and taking a few pics o' me vacuuming, dusting, changin' the bed, yadda, yadda. I was gonna use 'em in a new EIP feature titled "Pr0n For Wimmen" mainly because we know how wimmen are. I still might do that. There won't be any cross-dressing, though.
Committed to the Inter-tubes by Buck on 4/12/2012 09:52:00 AM 14 comments:
Labels: Get Off My Lawn, New Life, USAF
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