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Thoughts on the Day

  • I came very close to writing a Minivandian story about going to the doctor, but I just don’t have the energy.
    • Maybe later I’ll have the oomph to write tales of high adventure.  Right now I’m lucky to be able to look at pictures of kittens.
  • Carharrt makes nurses’ scrubs.  I did not know that.
  • When the pharmaceutical reps came through the waiting room with Olive Garden bags, I realized how lucky I was to have a good book along today.
  • I’m not sure, but I’m pretty sure Century Arms manufactured the needles they used on me today.
    • At least, they felt like they’d been assembled by chimpanzees using ball peen hammers.
  • Today was not the day to try to convince me that if I would just give up this modern lifestyle and eat only whole-grain, macrobiotic, organic, fair-trade, shade-grown food and virgin spring water, then all of my issues would disappear.
    • Lady, I had issues way before all this neo-Graham, Road to Wellville fooferahh came along, and I’ll still have them when all of you are back to doing lines of blow off the lid to a toilet in some dive bar, so back off.
    • No, she wasn’t my doctor, just a concerned citizen who is lucky to still have a scalp.
  •  Yet again, the chorus teacher proved that it is impossible to have a concert that isn’t held in a 100-year-old stone church halfway across town and do it in less than four languages.
    • Apparently the churches and auditoriums near Girlie Bear’s school, some of which are specifically designed to have great acoustics, aren’t up to snuff.
    • Spanish, Latin, Hungarian, and English.  I was halfway expecting Mandarin Chinese or Tagalog to sneak in there somewhere in the “sing by rote memorization” drills.
  • Maybe I’m wrong, but wouldn’t it make more sense to have the students sing Haydn’s latin mass from the church balcony and then sing “My Old Kentucky Home” from the front of the church instead of the other way around?
    • Apparently I was supposed to know that we stand and face the music for “My Old Kentucky Home”.  My bad.
      • I may be in Kentucky, but I’m not from Kentucky.
  • I think that it’s the epitome of rudeness to up and leave a school performance as soon as your own little precious snowflake is done performing.  What say you guys?

Quote of the Day

History has shown time and time again that handouts hurt more than they help. The cliché of giving a man a fish vs. teaching him to fish is perfectly valid. Society benefits more by holding Fishing Clinics versus handing out all you can eat tilapia. Expecting people to work for their sustenance is not cruel or heartless, teaching them a life of dependency is. — Robb Allen, “How I feel about the poor and downtrodden

Thoughts on the Day

  • I seem to have caught Roberta X’s cold.  
    • Pretty amazing, considering we’ve never met face to face.
  • Nothing says “Hi honey! I’m glad you’re home!  I love you!” like saying “The dogs have been outside in the rain all day, the hose has another hole chewed in it, and I have to go get on a phone call and make dinner.”.
    • Bluegrass ran from the evil jet of cold water.  I had to drag her over to the hose and spray her down like a horse.  A horse that shakes cold water and gray mud all over me every time the hose hits her pelt.
    • Moonshine thought it was a game.  He’d run past me, I’d spray him for a few seconds.  He’d shake, we’d repeat the process.
    • By the time I was done, I was as wet as the dogs and couldn’t see through my glasses anymore.
  • Siamese cats do not like cold rain storms.  They are  quite vocal in their displeasure, especially when they are steam-rolled into a mud puddle by a black labrador.
    • I’ll have to post a guard on Moonshine for the next few nights, for I am sure that Koshka has vowed vengeance in a rather toothy manner.
  • Is it a bad thing when a co-worker shouts out “Who’s on call tonight?”?
    • It seems he was expecting trouble, and wanted to make sure I knew that if something goes pear-shaped, I am to call management immediately.
    • I responded by making sure the pager is on my nightstand and set to an annoying sound pattern that is sure to wake either me or Irish Woman.  Hopefully Irish Woman.

Today’s Earworm

Blogs Roundup

  • Kathy articulates wonderfully why we should allow children, both boys and girls, to play at being a warrior and protector.  That’s why Boo has light sabers and battle axes and even, shockingly, toy guns.  Kids who are allowed to develop a sense of right and wrong and learn when it is correct to apply violence and when it is not correct will not allow themselves to be abused nor will they let someone else be abused, and I believe they are less likely to be the abuser.
  • Nod
  • Mike W. has joined the People’s Commissariat of the Inexpensively Armed and Recoil Addicted.
  • We are all shocked by the destruction from tornadoes in Oklahoma.  If you have it to give, please do.
  • Flopping Aces and B have excellent thoughts on the current kerfluffle in Washington.

Today’s Earworm

I wanna sleep right now

I’m DaddyBear and I need to lie down

I don’t even need a bed,

Just somewhere to lay my head.

Because I’m tired, I mean exhausted.

In the morning, I want my PopTarts frosted.

Stay away from me until I’ve had some sleep.

If you bother me, your soul I’ll reap.

Because…

It takes sleep for me to feel right.

Ten or twelve hours would be out of sight.

 

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With thanks to Rob Base.

The Speech I’d Like To Hear

My Fellow Americans,

Over the past few weeks, a series of revelations about the attack in Benghazi, the conduct of the Internal Revenue Service over the past few years, and the tactics used by the Justice Department in an investigation have shaken the confidence of the American people in their government.  I must admit that I was as surprised by some of the allegations myself, and I am also shocked that I did not know about the IRS and Associated Press situations before everyone else did.  For that, I apologize to you, for my foremost duty is to be a good steward of the nation, and there is no excuse for knowing when my subordinates are violating the trust of the American people.

I have reached out to Senate Majority Leader Reid and Speaker of the House Boehner and requested that they convene bi-partisan joint committees to fully investigate and air out these issues.  There is no better disinfectant than sunlight, and I believe that when you all see your government openly discussing these scandals, you will regain your trust in us.  I am directing all members of the executive branch of government to cooperate fully with the Congress in this, and will not be invoking executive privilege.  Those who fail to cooperate with the investigations will be removed from their positions, and anyone who is found to have broken the law will be referred for prosecution with no hope of a pardon from me.

Ladies and gentlemen, as Harry Truman once said, the buck stops here.  I am the chief executive of the government, and while I give authority to the members of my cabinet and their agencies to run the government and enforce the laws, the responsibility for what they do with that authority rests with me.  I pledge to each and every one of you that I will redouble my efforts to be a deserving recipient of your trust, and have changed the ways that I oversee the various departments and agencies of the government.  In addition, I have made it clear to all of the cabinet secretaries that I expect to know about major issues as soon as they come to light, and that I will not hesitate to fire anyone who tries to keep such things from me, either by deception or omission.

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So that’s it.  If President Obama were to make that speech, preferably on national television, and follow through on what he promises, I’d give him a lot more credit than I ever have in the past.  If there is “no there, there”, then taking these steps would finally put out these fires.  If there is indeed something there, then it would get it out in the open so that we can deal with it and be done with it.

I must say, if he were to do this, he’d be the first chief executive in my lifetime to do so, Democrat or Republican, and they all have had something rotten that needed a little sunshine.

Thoughts on the Day

  • The new raised beds for tomatoes and chilis are done.  
    • All they need now is dirt and plants, but that’s Irish Woman’s job.
  • Boo spent the afternoon collecting bugs, snails, and worms for his new biology collection.
    • He did, however, inform us that all of the ants he had collected in his little hand-held vacuum gun had escaped in his bedroom.
    • When he’s done playing with that thing, I’m going to steal it.  A coat of paint and removal of the clear plastic cone in the front will make it a pretty sweet ray-gun looking thing for other forms of entertainment.
  • Only I, while wearing frequently-reapplied sunblock and a hat, could get a sunburn on a cloudy day.
  • When your teenage daughter asks if what you’re having her do is “one of those character-building things”, then you know you’re doing it right.
    • Irish Woman and I had one of the most politically-incorrect conversations we’ve ever had while supervising Girlie Bear as she hauled gravel down to the garden area.
    • It was mostly quotes from Blazing Saddles and involved singing.
  • Girlie Bear went to a sleep-over this evening after working like a dog all day.
    • I have no expectation that she’ll be the first one to conk out, but I wouldn’t be surprised.
    • She wore one of her hippie skirts tonight, but topped it off with an NRA tee-shirt.  That’s daddies little fashion plate.

Today’s Earworm

Thoughts on the Day

  • It is a loving wife who makes the extra trip to the hardware store to exchange the electrical outlet her idiot husband mistakenly bought the night before.
  • The new outlet worked.  No more breakers tripping and I’m starting to make a dent in the mound of laundry.
  • First row of garden beds in the new set is done.  Now to fill behind them and build the second set.
    • Irish Woman is itching to get the garden in now that we’re not getting frost, so I better get it done.
    • She got the onions in tonight, and bought 9 cucumber plants which she plans to plant tomorrow.
      • Last year we had three and they were coming out of our ears.
      • I have no idea what she plans on doing with even more this year.
  • Boo is displaying a lot of innate family traits.
    • His teacher had to take him to the school kitchen and scrub his legs in a sink because he came in from recess four shades grayer than when he went out.
    • He asked me at the store today if he could have both a nerf shotgun and a super soaker because he, and I’m quoting here, “needs it to get Mommy”.
    • I’m not sure, but I think he was trying to belch the alphabet after dinner tonight.
  • When it starts raining hard enough to streak your eyeglasses, it’s time to quit building garden beds for the night.
  • My idea to purchase, refurbish, and live in an old ICBM silo as a retirement home has been officially rejected.
    • I never have any fun.
    • It would have made a great place to entertain.  Imagine the blogshoot potential.
  • Remember the rule about not trying to catch a loaded firearm?  A corollary of that is to not try to catch an uncapped bottle of soda.
    • The cause and effect nature of the results are quite similar, and made almost the same amount of mess for me to clean up.
  • I considered buying fishing line to get my pole set up, but decided against it when I had an honest moment with myself.
    • Who was I kidding?  When I take Boo fishing, my pole won’t even get wet.  Might as well just get his pole ready and go along for the fun.
  • Want to lose an hour of your life and a bit of your faith in humanity all at the same time?   Just read the blotter report for your city on the website of the local newspaper.
    • My inner-voice response to most items was “Really?   Are people that stupid?”.
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