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What They Said

I was going to write up something about the Occupy Wall Street movement in general and the pepper spraying incident at UC Davis last week, but Barron and Robb did it sooner and better than I could have.  Thanks for being so eloquent, gentlemen.

Thought for the Day

One good thing about taking Boo to the EENT is that there is no drawer of speculums for him to get into.

Morning Agenda

This morning I have:

  • Made Breakfast
  • Done dishes
  • Done laundry
  • Chased a three year old
  • Scrubbed the kitchen from top to bottom
  • Picked up the dining room and living room
  • Mopped floors
  • Scrubbed the bathroom from top to bottom
  • Chased a three year old
  • Picked up Boo’s room, with his help
  • Put dinner in the crockpot
  • Chased a three year old
  • Taken the trash out
  • Taken the trash cans out to the curb
  • Begun preparing Thanksgiving goodies
  • Chased a three year old
  • Done more dishes
  • Done more laundry
  • Brought the trash cans back in
  • Chased a three year old
Specialization is for insects.  I think I could do the stay at home Dad thing for a while.

Go For It

Russian President Medvedev has threatened to deploy missiles to Kaliningrad and other parts of Russia with the mission of destroying NATO missile defense sites in the event of war.  Russia objects to the sites in principle, and seems to be peeved at the fact that NATO won’t agree jointly running the sites with the Russians.

I’m not going to get into the usefulness of the anti-missile effort, or what its effectiveness would be in the event that Iran decides to launch missiles at Europe or North America.  That’s a debate for another time.  And I think we all agree that the anti-missile program wouldn’t be very useful in the event that Russia launches everything but the kitchen sink against the West.  By the way, I see that situation as being less and less likely the more that Russia and the West integrate politically and economically.

If Russia wants to station missiles of any kind on their soil, so be it.  Far be it from me to tell a sovereign nation what to do with their openly declared weapons.  But the Russians should remember that the policy of Mutually Assured Destruction still applies.  A fusillade of Iskander missiles launched against Poland will be treated as if they were launched against Wisconsin.  Rattle your saber all you want, but unsheath it, and we will have a problem.

Oh, and someone needs to remind the Russians that pointing missiles at the people who are making Russia rich buying their petroleum and natural gas isn’t the smartest thing in the world to do.  Something tells me the Poles won’t have any second thoughts about buying their energy from the Scandinavians if the Russians make aggressive moves against them.

Going Hunting

This weekend, Girlie Bear and I will be braving the wilds of Fort Knox in search of the elusive Whitetail Deer.  My goal is to not be making Deer Tag Soup when the season closes.  Posting will be light.

A Clarification

Guys, I’m not getting deployed. I’m just volunteering to be a training aid Jihadi at Fort Knox. Thanks for the thoughts, though.

Sorry about the confusion.

Off to Jihadistan

Y’all play nice while I’m gone, ya hear?

Update – I am, in fact, not being deployed.  I was only doing some volunteer work as an OpFor role player out at Fort Knox.

They’re Back

The Atomic Nerds took a hit earlier this week, or rather, their hosting company did.  Stingray describes it in the way that only he can:

Then, one fine Saturday morning, Jihadi Joe killed those magic elves, so they couldn’t sort things to make sure the right info got to the right people, and all that particular machine’s elves knew how to offer up is Peace & Love & Stonings & Hijacking and yi-yi-yi music. People wanted their obscure WWI pistol information, and other people wanted their over-long scientific analysis of pop phenomenon and pointless profanity but there were no elves that knew where that douchecocking information lived anymore!

 Glad to see they’re back, and I’m looking forward to reading my periodic reminders that I’m rarely the smartest guy in the room.  

Overheard in the Living Room

DaddyBear, watching Faith Hill sing the opening song for Sunday Night Football – Ummhmmm.  You know, sweetie, you’re just as pretty as her, and I’d love to see you in a leather outfit like that.
Irish Woman – Are you crazy?  She has absolutely no body fat.  Never happen.  Someone would poach me.  Same reason I don’t wear animal prints.

Yep, it’s love.

The Marriott Casa Monica Hotel in St. Augustine is run by unpatriotic jerks

Borepatch gives a pretty good run down of freedom.  The owners of the hotel have the freedom to tell their employees what not to wear on the job and to fire them when the employees don’t comply.  We, as consumers, have the freedom to point out this ass-hattery and take our business elsewhere.