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Thoughts on the Day

  • I think we’ve turned a corner with Boo.  He sat through a haircut without parental supervision, which is something completely new.
  • Boo also sat quietly while waiting for said haircut, reading a children’s’ magazine, and singing “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheep” to himself.
    • Yeah, I’m going to have to claim this one.  There’s no doubt he sprang from my loins.
  • I had to explain to Boo that there is no goalkeeping in putt-putt golf, and he is not allowed to hip check me as I walk past him to take a shot at the hole.
  • I got a couple of looks from other parents when one of the JROTC cadets asked me if it she was supposed to take charge and get her fellow cadets to clean up after their car wash, and I told her to “unleash hell”.
  • You know, volunteering is one thing.  But to volunteer to pour glasses of beer for 4000 people at a fundraiser at the zoo, while on call for work and therefore forbidden to drink any of said beer, is going above and beyond.
    • Once I pass off the pager, I’m going to try a sampler of Belgian beers just to satisfy my curiosity.

Musings

  • Nothing bleeds like a head wound.
  • Nothing bleeds like a head wound you give yourself.
  • Nothing bleeds like a head wound you give yourself by pushing a thumbtack into your scalp.
    • Don’t ask.  I’m just that stupid.
  • Irish Woman went to the doctor today for her two-week post-op checkup.  Doctor got called for emergency surgery this morning, and was running a couple of hours behind.  Irish Woman is a bit of a germophobe, and sat in a waiting room full of very ill people while she waited her turn.
    • I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to rig up a rubbing alcohol shower for her when I get home.
  • When you do something out of the ordinary, don’t get pissy when half the people you depend on to get it done have questions.
  • Could Eric Holder be considering a run for the presidency?  We know the vice-president has aspirations for 2016, but he’s been completely absent from the Ferguson kerfluffle.  The AG picked a time in the crisis when things were already on the down-turn, went in, told people about how he felt their pain, and the media is fawning over his ‘influence’ on the issue.

Thoughts on the Day

  • Moonshine needs to learn that Koshka will straight up shank his hairy butt over a piece of turkey.
  • If your coffee tastes like it was served in a used ashtray, please don’t get offended when I throw most of my cup out.
  • I need to get a truly mechanical clock for the house.  A house with hardwood floors deserves that noise when it’s quiet.
  • It is a horrible feeling when you hear thunder outside your office building, you remember that you left the windows down on your new truck this morning, and it’s at least a 20 minute walk to the parking lot.
  • It has occurred to me that I own a lot of books that I have either read once and then put away for later, or haven’t read at all.  I wonder if that’s a sign that I’m preparing for long winters and retirement.
  • It makes sense in a karmic sort of way that I have volunteered to assist at a local beer fest, but will be on-call and can’t drink.
  • You know, I don’t normally yell at people in traffic, but when they’re driving a loaded car hauler from the automobile plant halfway up an offramp before merging into traffic, thereby causing me and about 100 of my closest friends to slam on our brakes, I’ll make an exception.
    • In related news, the rumble strips the highway department cut into the median at the interchange between Interstate 65 and the expressway work very well.
  • It’s kind of fun to read nursery rhymes as bedtime story, but it occurs to me that there were some twisted people in Merry Olde England.

Musings

  • Apparently because I’m willing to entertain the possibility that Brown might have deserved to get shot, I’m a boot licking, holster sniffing, racist.
  • Apparently because I think armored vehicles, flash bang grenades, CS gas, and rubber bullets are an inappropriate response to protesters, I’m an anti-cop, hipster, anarchist.
  • Apparently because I think it’s right that people who want to protect their property from looters and arsonists stand out in front with shotguns and rifles, I’m a racist, murderous knuckledragger.
  • Someday I’m going to get tired of being pigeon-holed and insulted.
  • Ifyour style of argument is to demand that I define terms like “socialist” or “Cloward-Piven” and “assbag”, I’m going to hand you a business card with “www.google.com” on it and let you sit in your own drool for a while.
    • Trying to grind me down by forcing me to get into the weeds on definitions does nothing but demonstrate either your ignorance or your inability to argue your side of an issue.
  • Some people need to learn that my definition of ‘flexible’ does not equal their definition of ‘limp’.
  • On a happy note, I wish to thank the police of greater Louisville for running a speed trap on my way home, and for some reason, only pulling over high-end import cars.
    • By my count, in a 10 mile stretch of freeway, I saw 2 Lexus (Lexi?”), 1 BMW, 3 Mercedes, and 1 Audi.

Musings

  • If you’re in Indiana and are considering getting into deer hunting, the DNR is hosting a series of classes that look pretty good.  They’re being held in Bloomington, and registration is necessary.
  • It occurred to me that it’s likely that more black males have been aborted since 1973 than have been killed through lynching or at the hands of police.
  • You know you like your neighbors when you spend your Friday evening picking, cleaning, and cutting up tomatoes from her garden for her.
    • We’re making spaghetti sauce and canning it for her, if you’re asking.
  • The sounds of Saturday mornings in Kentucky include two-stroke engines, all started up at exactly 8 AM.  Seriously, it sounded like the beginning of a funny car race out there.
  • The ‘purge’ thing last night seems to have been isolated to a few incidents that might just be part of background noise anyway.
    • It’s been a long time since I’ve slept with an AR-15 next to the bed, but that’s what Irish Woman wanted.
  • Taking a drive across town and back with Moonshine gave me two new tasks: vacuum out the cab of the truck and take a shower.
    • In unrelated news, Moonshine is a wonderful conversationist during drives, and he made a new friend at a stoplight when the mutt in the truck next to us started barking.
  • Ladies working the drive-thru at hamburger joints think it’s cute when you buy a small french fry for your dog so he’ll lay down on the passenger seat and take a nap.
  • If you’re going to do a lot of research, know what you’re talking about, and put up short videos on those subjects on YouTube, please make sure that you’re not one of the most annoying people on the planet before putting forth so much effort.
  • Seriously, if you can’t stop playing golf long enough to attend the funeral of a general who was killed in combat, then maybe you need to just drop the pretense of giving a damn about the military.

Musings

  • I was listening to a podcast this morning, and the host was discussing Hillary Clinton and her possible plans to run for president again in 2016.  The question of who in the Democrat party would be ready to step up if she either chose not to or ran a horrible campaign was asked.  The thing that struck me was that the only person that came up was Elizabeth Warren.  When the same question came up for the Republicans, and no women at all were mentioned.  Now, I’m not saying that we have to have female candidates just to have female candidates, but you’d think that in a country with over 300 million people in it, we could come up with at least one female candidate better than Fauxcahontas.  Where are the Republican women?  Where are the rest of the Democrat women?  Nicki Haley, a governor, might be a possibility, but I’ve never seen anything that indicates she has a desire to run.  I don’t want quotas for candidates, but shouldn’t the ballot reflect the electorate a little better?
  • Two things had my blood boiling this morning, but not for the obvious reason.  First, there was a story that President Obama interrupted his morning swim in the cold waters off of the Vineyard to go golfing.  It appears that this was a spur of the moment thing, because the other golfers were surprised to have Secret Service frisking and wanding them.  Apparently when some of them questioned this, they were intimidated with the “What, you’re not going to cooperate?” line.  Next we have the arrest of two journalists, basically for contempt of cop.  It seems that they were in a McDonalds recharging their equipment and doing their work of informing us about the riots in Ferguson, and when they refused to show ID to a police officer, they were arrested.  While the incidents themselves were outrageous, the lack of response from just about everyone is what’s got my dander up.  When citizens are accosted by thugs for minding their own business, are either intimidated into compliance or roughed up and arrested for noncompliance, there ought to be outrage and vitriol echoing from the mountains.   We aren’t on the verge of a police state because of the hardware and training of the police.  We’re on the verge of a police state because we’re being broken to the yoke and we’re not doing anything about it.
  • Hint to public school systems:  If you are going to require a huge number of students to all read the same book at the same time, either buy the book and pass it out like my teacher did, or give parents and the book stores a few week’s notice so that we’re not all trying to buy a copy of The Scarlet Letter on the same night.
  • I’d like to thank all of the drivers in Louisville for their aid tonight in helping me conserve gasoline.  Forcing me to drive across town at 25 miles per hour kept that truck just sipping gas.  Way to be, buddies!

Thoughts on the Day

  • Want to know how fast you can make me change the radio channel or fast forward through a podcast of a radio program?  Just have the general population call in to weigh in on a complex issue.
    • “And that’s my opinion on a subject that people who’ve studied it for their entire adult lives don’t really understand.  Let’s go to the phones.  Dave from Moosesnort, you’re on the air. What does your life as a rhino proctologist tell you about the situation in Iraq?”
  • I have a wonderful wife.  I asked her to get me a ginger ale at the store, and when they didn’t have any, she brought me a six pack of good hard apple cider.
  • Girlie Bear got up early for school today.  Over two hours early.  As in “My bus gets to the corner at 6:43, so I’ll get up at 4:30”.
    • I don’t care how much she looks like me, I’m beginning to wonder about that girl.
  • Which is cheapest? 
    • A) Sign for a mandatory tablet computer for Girlie Bear to use at school, and purchase the $70 insurance for when the thing inevitably breaks?
    • B) Spend $50 on a cheap Android tablet that will probably last the year, and tell Girlie Bear that I am only buying one, and that she will be responsible for the next one.
    • C) Send her to a convent where they still learn history through oral tradition.

Thoughts on the Day

  • I woke from a bad dream this morning.  I had been elected to Congress and it was my first day.
    • I couldn’t convince them that I was up to date on my shots, and I got another yellow fever inoculation.
    • I spent hours arguing with a white-haired woman that it was wrong to let the U.N. designate who could and who couldn’t come to the U.S. as a refugee.  She ended the conversation by saying “I guess we can’t be friends now”.
    • The radio kept playing “Mama Was A Hitman” by Tim Wilson.  It seemed appropriate.
  • $35 for a pair of sneakers for a six-year-old boy is not a “sale”.  It’s gentle robbery.
  • As I look around my home after a week of taking care of Irish Woman and keeping the wheels on, I have a sudden urge to hire a housecleaner.
  • While I was making coffee this morning, it sounded like an air assault brigade was attacking the golf course.  Between news choppers, blimps, police helicopters, and small planes pulling banners, my airspace is officially full.
    • Some of these pilots need to check their altimeters.  I swear one guy looked like he was going to land in the field behind the house.

Musings

  • Took two bushels of assorted produce out of the garden tonight.
    • Going to dry tomatoes for the first time tonight.  Guess we’ll see how that turned out in the morning.
    • The peppers go in next.  It’s going to smell wonderful in the house for the next day or so.
    • I missed an entire batch of pickling cucumbers.  Now they’re all too long and too wide to pickle.  I’m going to be giving away a lot of these.
  • Girlie Bear’s birthday party is next Sunday. I’ve been informed that it’s going from about 20 people to about 60.  Oh, and no beer.  Pray for me.
  • Moonshine is in the dog house right now for filching a piece of homemade banana bread from Boo.  He seems to feel repentant, seeing as how he’s drooping his head and giving everyone the soulful eyes routine.  I’ll let it go, this time.
  • PGA parking has encroached into my neighborhood.  One house down on our cross street had a yard full of cars this afternoon.  I’m seeding our front yard with caltrops.
  • I was getting antsy and irritated with Irish Woman’s doctor when he took over half an hour to answer a page to call me today, but then he told me that he was in an operating room at the time.  For once, I agree that something has priority over me and mine.
  • Irish Woman had never heard of furries,cosplay, and other related things until today.  She thought I was joking until I looked it up on-line and showed her.  She was flabbergasted.
    • Also, she has pronounced Japanese men as having a large contingent of perverts.
  • I almost witnessed a public bull-whipping today when a woman at the grocery store was in the “20 items” line with a cart full of stuff.
    • She at least had the wherewithal to not argue with the young lady who rang her up that she could not use her EBT card to pay for beer.

Musings

  • It’s probably a good thing that I didn’t go into medicine.
    • I apparently have the bedside manner of a cave troll.
    • I thought I was being gentle when I told Irish Woman to lie down, take her pain meds, lie still, be quiet, and go to sleep.
  • If you’re discussing the sex life of your (adult) grandchildren in the hospital waiting room, you probably weren’t raised right.
  • If the police come looking for you in the hospital waiting room, you probably weren’t raised right.
  • Canning total for the last 24 hours
    • 11 quarts of stewed tomatoes
    • 7 quarts of jalapeno dill pickles
    • I still have a lot of green and orange tomatoes on the vine, and the cucumbers are just getting started.
  • I would have made something out of blackberries, but alas, none of the ones we picked made it back to the house.
    • If Boo ever comes down with scurvy, it won’t be my fault.
  • I realized today that I was so tired at the end of the FNRA banquet that I asked the FFL to fill out a counseling form (4856) instead of a NICS check form (4473).
  • School uniforms are a racket.
    • I got off light buying four shirts today.  The poor woman in front of me in line at the store spent almost $300 in embroidered shirts, jumpers, and skirts for her twin girls who are starting kindergarten.