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Thought for the Day

While watching Dinosaur Train with your son as the Saturday Morning Cartoon*, it is considered bad form to interject “And they taste like chicken” into the introductions between a herbivore dinosaur and a carnivore dinosaur.

“Hi, this is Valerie Velociraptor, she’s a bipedal carnivore that could run at high speeds”
“And this is Harriett Hadrosaur, she has a bill like a duck, and she tastes like chicken!”

*An American institution, like bourbon, apple pie, and the M-1 Garand

Remember, Remember

Don’t you Remember,
The Fifth of November,
‘Twas Gunpowder Treason Day,
I let off my gun,
And made’em all run.
And Stole all their Bonfire away.

For my fellow citizens that are wearing Guy Fawkes masks in the public square today, remember, V for Vendetta was a fictional movie.  The real Guy Fawkes failed, was arrested, tortured, and executed.   People still burn him in effigy after a couple of centuries.  I doubt that you’ll be treated as roughly, but I also doubt that anyone will remember y’all in 4 years, much less 4 centuries.

Second verse, same as the first

Those of you using Tricare, the health insurance plan for military personnel, retirees, and their families, will be getting another free year of identity theft protection for Christmas, thanks to another security breach at a contractor.

What’s this, three? four? breaches of Tricare information in the past few years.  Hopefully, this time it wasn’t someone getting their car broken into while transporting unencrypted backup tapes.  That’s so 2008.

Here’s hoping that no-one is adversely impacted by this latest ‘aw crap’ moment in computer security.

Blogroll

I’ve seen a lot of new faces in comments and such around here lately, thanks to everyone who linked to some of my brain droppings.  That’s much appreciated, and very humbling.

I try to blogroll everyone who blogrolls me or comments here.  If you want to be on the list, but I haven’t gotten to you yet, please drop me a comment here and I’ll rectify the situation.

Again, thanks!

Thought for the day

Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear
DaddyBear has not much hair
DaddyBear is kinda fuzzy

This brought to you by Girlie Bear, who thinks that my new, very short all around haircut, is weird.  I sincerely hope that baldness is hereditary.

Overheard at the Dinner Table

Irish Woman, reading the latest flyer from a gubernatorial candidate:  I’ve decided that I’m not taking the abortion issue into account in politics anymore.
DaddyBear:  OK
Irish Woman:  Why is abortion a political issue anyway?  If men were the ones having the babies, it wouldn’t be a political issue.
DaddyBear:  Yes dear, but only because we would have figured out how to do it with something from Black and Decker, complete with remote.

Quote of the Day

So many idiots, so few bulldozers.

Michael Z. Williamson, in reaction to this outstanding post over at Wirecutter’s place.

News Roundup

  • From the “Peaceful Movement, My Aunt Tillie” Department – Two men in San Fransisco are learning just how warm and cuddly members of the Occupy movement really are.  You see, one of them has a telephone number that used to be used by a police officer and the other lives in an apartment that used to be rented by that police officer.  The officer in question has been fingered by Occupy activists as being the one who fired the tear gas grenade that injured a veteran at a protest in Oakland recently, and information about him has been posted on several websites.  Harassing and threatening calls have been so bad that the number has been disconnected and the police have been contacted.  Oh, and if you’re playing the home game, you’ll notice the “harass police and threaten their families” check box has been activated.  I certainly hope that these ‘peaceful’ people don’t start harassing or harming the families of police officers.  That would get really bloody really quick, and I’m not talking about the targeted families.
  •  From the “DIY Dentistry” Department – An Australian company has come up with a kit that would allow someone in a remote location, such as a soldier in the field or a hiker, to do temporary repairs to damaged teeth.  From the description, it appears that the user basically puts in a filler material that lasts for a few days while you seek professional help.  Sounds like one or two of these might be going into the emergency kits at Casa de Oso.
  • From the “Gaming the System” Department – A man in Utah is in hot water after he admitted to faking being an illegal immigrant in order to avoid a drug dealing charge.  He was arrested for drug trafficking, said he was in the country illegally, got deported, then used his U.S. passport to get back into the country.  Apparently catch and release happens before prison these days.  I’m just surprised he bothered to use a port of entry to get back into the country.
  • From the “Hand in the Cookie Jar” Department – A police officer in Boston is in trouble after it came to light that he was frequenting massage parlors while on duty.  Other officers may be implicated, as a former employee of one of the establishments asserts that as many as 30 of them were customers.  But hey, at least they were supporting the local economy.
  • From the “My Ancestors” Department – Scientists believe that the Vikings may have used specially carved rocks from Iceland to find the sun behind clouds on castover days, which would have allowed them to navigate on cloudy days.  It might also explain how they ended up migrating to Seattle and North Dakota in a search for a better climate than Norway.  That’s my family, y’all, taking travel directions from a rock.

Glorious People’s Gathering Shuts Down Capitalist Port

TASS has been authorized to report that the glorious People’s Protesting Collective (West Coast, Bay Area) has been successful in stopping the day to day operation of  capitalist activity at the Port of Oakland in the worker’s paradise of Northern California.  Many petit bourgeois operators of freight hauling trucks were either kept from leaving the port with cargo or entering it in the first place.  Cries that they were only small businessmen themselves went unheeded as our brothers and sisters in socialism exthorted them to burn their trucks and take their place on a barricade.  Local officials of the running-dog city government have continued their wise cooperation with the will of the proletariat, even to the point of allowing a large banner extolling the wonders of a people’s revolution to be hung from the walls of City Hall.

Loyal allies in the labor movement have taken to the airwaves provided by the People’s Propaganda and Information Bureaus, expressing their support for the brave revolutionaries:

The members “are supporting the concerns raised by Occupy Oakland and the Occupy movement to speak up for the 99 percent and against the corporate greed that is wrecking America.”

Protests are sweeping across America in sympathy with the brave revolutionaries of the Bay Area.  In New York, protesters took time out from their valuable drumming activities to smoke a bowl in solidarity with their West Coast brethren.  Michael Moore, glorious veteran of the hearts and minds campaign, has announced the he will be fasting for three consecutive minutes this weekend in protest of the reactionary response of the Oakland police department in breaking up a peaceful bonfire in the public square.

In unrelated news, peaceful protesters peacefully broke windows at several banks and an upscale grocery store before peacefully spray-painting peaceful slogans calling for the peaceful death of capitalists while peacefully gathering trash receptacles to create the peaceful bonfire mentioned earlier in this report.

Tonight, as we listen to the Internationale and read our nightly passage from Marx, let us all keep our heroes of the Occupy movement in our thoughts as they fight against those who want to make and keep the filthy lucre that they ‘earned’ by choosing a paying occupation, working hard, and investing wisely.

Today’s Earworm

Feeling a little homesick.  Sorry.