If you’ll check the top of the blog, you’ll notice something new. Robb Allen used his mighty talents and came up with a new paw-print symbol for me, and I used it to build a new banner for the page.
Well, looky there
Posted by daddybear71 on August 27, 2011
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Saturday Spider Pics
Not sure if this is going to be a recurring theme here, but I have more spider pics for a Saturday morning.
This big fellow was relaxing on his web between two shrubs at the StopnRob when Girlie Bear and I stopped off to pick up a couple sodas last night. I didn’t get too close so I wouldn’t disturb him, but he looked to be about 2 inches long, with some really interesting black, tan, white, and yellow markings on him.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 27, 2011
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Contest for a Cause
Carteach is holding a contest, and the result is donations to a good cause.
If you make a donation to the Wounded Warrior Project, he’ll put your name into a hat and then draw for prizes from the official goody bag.
Wounded Warrior provides services to help our wounded get back into normal life. They do good work for those who have already given too much.
If you’ve got a few extra shekels, consider sending them to a good cause. Who knows, you might just get something back.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 27, 2011
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Today’s Earworm
This one comes with a story.
Oleg Volk asked if anyone could think of a modern peaceful revolution, and the first thing that came to mind was German reunification in 1989 and 1990. There was relatively little violence, the German Democratic Republic, or East Germany, ceased to exist, and it’s citizens and lands became part of the Federal Republic of Germany, or West Germany. Of course, when I remembered those days, Ode to Joy came to my head and it’s been there ever since.
This performance happened a few months after the fall of the wall, and I remember listening to a recording of it on the local classical station a few days after Christmas in 1989. I know my classical music hipster douchebag street cred is destroyed by admitting this, but I fell in love with Beethoven’s 9th that day, and it’s theme has been a lullaby to all of my kids. Girlie Bear surprised herself last night when she could hum along to it while I played it on the stereo in the van. I guess those stories about early exposure to classical music may have some worth after all.
Bernstein changed a couple of words in this rendition to reflect the jubilation of the moment, but I don’t think Beethoven would have complained.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 27, 2011
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Carpentry is not a crime
The other day, Gibson Guitar factories in Tennessee were raided by federal agents. The company reports that wood, computer files, and finished guitars were taken in the raid, but no-one will tell them the charges against the company. Indications are that because the company had some wood from India that hadn’t been finished by Indian artisans, they were in violation of the Lacey Act. Basically, if possession of the wood would have been illegal in the country it came from, then it’s illegal here.
Are all of you sure that the wooden grips or stocks on your guns wasn’t made from wood that could bring the weight of the government down on you? “That’s a nice stock on that rifle. Do you have proof that the company that sold it to you didn’t break any laws in Turkey? Why don’t you hand it over until you can prove it’s legit?”
Let’s think about that for a moment. You have a commodity or product in your possession that you purchased on the legal market here in the United States, say some Brazilian hardwood, that you want to spend a winter making furniture out of for your home. You bought it from a reputable outlet, and have no criminal intent and no reason to suspect that the wood was harvested, processed, or exported from Brazil illegally. Some arcane aspect of the Brazilian lumber law makes someone think that your future dining room set might be illegal if you had it in Brazil. Let’s say that Brazilian law says that a special tax on hardwoods must be paid, and you don’t have a tax stamp or something from your supplier to say that the tax was paid.
So your home could be raided, your wood, tools, financial records, computers, and anything else they think was related to this “crime” could be taken, and you could be charged with a crime for possession of something that is three or four levels of separation away from its origin in South America. You didn’t cut it down or mill it. You didn’t export it to the United States and sell it. All you did was buy it and try to use it. The law that you are accused of breaking is outside of the control of your elected representatives, so you can’t even appeal to them to get it modified or repealed. But you’re the one who got raided. And it doesn’t have to be raw lumber. Can you prove that the Brazilian hardwood dining table you inherited from grandma was made from wood imported before these restrictions were put in place? If not, when you are questioned, you are out a dining table, out a fine, and out of luck.
Now go back to those last two paragraphs and substitute the offending products with the following words: gun, book, movie, recording, photograph.
If the government wants, it can try to impose the laws of another country, however diametrically opposed to our freedoms, on our citizens. I support the efforts to stop over-logging of the world’s forests, both here and abroad, and I also recognize the need for our government to work with other nations to keep their cultural and environmental treasures out of the market. But the consumer in Kentucky should not be responsible for the bad acts of others, which may have occurred thousands of miles away and decades ago.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 26, 2011
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Getting ready for the hurricane
Those of you along the Eastern Seaboard should be preparing for the imminent arrival of Hurricane Irene. Since you’ll get 500 storm tracks from 500 meteorologists all looking at the same data, you never know what this storm will do or where it will go. Heck, I live in Kentucky, and Irish Woman and I are talking about what we should do if it makes a radical turn and comes over the Cumberland Gap.
Here are some tips for weathering the storm:*
- Leave. Staying in the path of a hurricane is the definition of idiotic. Pack your kids and everything you care about, call a relative further inland and get out of Dodge. Preferably a relative who lives two states towards the center of the continent. Things you should take include heirlooms, food, clothing, weapons, pets, and liquor.
- Remember the liquor. Living with your brother-in-law for a few days with all of your and his kids is going to be hard enough without trying to do it sober. Don’t get sloppy drunk and for heaven’s sake don’t drink tequila. Just a nice mellow buzz. Bonus points if you share with said brother-in-law, especially if you break out the good stuff.
- If you can’t get out, or your brother-in-law is already full up with the rest of the family, then you’ll have to sit out the storm. While this is sub-optimal, it can be done. Just be ready for Lord of the Flies for the next few days.
- Arm your significant other and send him or her to the grocery store now. They will need to fill up a cart with as much stuff as possible if you don’t already have half a year’s worth of food, water, liquor, medicine, clothing, books, board games, cat food, cat litter, and dog food. Kiss them goodbye, as she may not return from this mission.
- You’re not out the game, though. Your job is to go the hardware store and get all of the other stuff your family will need to survive. This includes tarps, visqueen, shingles, nails, nail gun, compressor, sheet upon sheet of plywood, flashlights, batteries, extra keys for the outbuildings that will soon be spotted off of Nova Scotia, tie down straps, bungie cords, 550 cord, sail cloth, gas cans, gasoline, 25000 watt generator, extension cords, and roofing tar. All of this will be used to weather and water proof your home and survive the storm’s aftermath as much as possible, and in the event that you do get washed away, you can lash as much of the debris as possible together and sail to Scotland where the weather is much nicer this time of year.
- Take all of the hardware store goodies, and start nailing, screwing, glueing, lashing, and welding them to the outside of your home, especially the windows and doors. Note: Have someone other than your family secure plywood to the last door to your home after you have gotten yourself and other members of your family that you care about into the house. Anyone who gets there late should be advised to hole up in the tree house for the weekend.
- Put all of the supplies you bought in the highest room of your home. That way it’ll stay dry when the first floor or so become an indoor swimming pool. Put an axe up there too so that you can cut your way out of the house once the storm has passed. Remember, you’ve cut off all of the windows and doors from the outside for your own protection.
- Remember, this storm has already been to the Caribbean, where the zombie menace originated. Watch your spouse and children for evidence of zombie infection carried by the wind, and respond as necessary.
- Once you have your supplies secured and every opening to your home has been boarded over, settle in for a nice quiet weekend of listening to the soft rain and gentle winds of mother nature re-landscaping your yard into a beautiful water garden. Good movies to watch during this time include Storm of the Century, The Abyss, and of course The Shining. If you prefer reading, I suggest Misery, Moby Dick, and The Road.
- When the storm hits, keep your children up for every minute of it so that they can have the rare life experience of hearing shutters ripped off of the roof or the cap on the chimney embedding itself in the old oak tree in the front yard. This is an experience that they will relive every time the wind blows for years to come.
- Play games with the family to keep spirits up. I suggest “Beer beer, who’s got the beer?”, “Where did Mommy hide her ‘medicine’?”, and “Who can sit quietly while Daddy tries to figure out how to get wet matches to light?”.
Hopefully you’ve found these suggestions helpful. Good luck, and enjoy your North Sea adventure!
*Of course these are all tongue in cheek and are meant as a joke. If you are in danger from the storm, I hope that you will be able to take care of you and yours. Something tells me y’all are smart enough to get out of the way or to hunker down without losing your mind.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 25, 2011
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Health Update – Final
Well, final for now. I’m not going anywhere.
I had my last check-in with the surgeon today. He says I’m doing about as well as can be expected. I’ll still have a few weird things that need more time to heal or become the new normal, but otherwise I’m good to go. I’m sleeping better, can breather better, and overall I feel pretty good. He released me to go back on my arthritis treatments, so I’ll be feeling pretty good in a few weeks when I go back into the rheumatologist to get my Remicade topped off.
Now that I’m on the other side of the surgery and recovery, I’m glad I did it. I was cautioned that the surgery only helped with the sleep apnea and snoring in about 60% of patients, so I guess I was in that 60%. Irish Woman says I don’t snore anymore at all, even when sleeping on my back. I wake up without the headaches and sore throat, and I feel like I actually got some rest. I’ll be going back in for another sleep study to prove that I don’t snore anymore, but I’m doing that more for the doctor than for me.
I mentioned to the doctor that I’ve lost my taste for some of the things I used to enjoy, and he said that that should correct itself over the next few months. I hope he’s right.
So, I’m back and as ornery as ever, but I don’t make funny noises when I sleep. Hopefully this is the last surgery I have to go through for a long time. The recovery on this one was a pain, in more ways than one.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 25, 2011
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Thought for the Day
Grendel’s tastes where quite plainish,
For breakfast, just a couple Danish.
Sorry, that’s all I’ve got today.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 25, 2011
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Quote of the Day
From Tam:
Where the hell do you get off thinking you can tell me I can’t own a gun? I don’t care if every other gun owner on the planet went out and murdered somebody last night. I didn’t. So piss off.
What she said!
Posted by daddybear71 on August 25, 2011
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Movie of the Week
Here’s a scenario:
Hurricane Irene skips along the Eastern Seaboard until it gets to Boston Harbor, where it makes a sharp left and hits Boston head on after reving up to Category 4 due to the abnormally warm waters of Cape Cod, caused of course by global warming. A plucky young meteorologist, structural engineer, and exotic dancer sees it coming, but is disregarded by her older, more conservative managers, who are blinded by their greed and maleness. They don’t want her freaking out the tourists just before Labor Day, closing the beaches, and destroying the economy of their small New England town.
The Big Dig gets flooded, causing a collapse of the tunnel’s roof. The last we see of downtown Boston is it falling into the resulting hole. CGI explosions and building collapses abound, which will make for a good trailer to put on between episodes of “America’s Funniest Concussions” and “Hog Swap”.
Before that happens, our intrepid heroine breaks all the rules, sounds the alarm, and evacuates the multitude of people, saving innumerable lives, including a family of mixed-breed puppies and an entire Chevy Volt full of kittens. She leads the throng of refugees to the heights above Boston, where a train load of Pepsi, Papa John’s Pizza, Miller Beer, and Jack Daniels awaits them. (Product placement is everything)
In the last scene, we see our young, brash President giving a speech about how we will rebuild from the disaster, and of course blaming Bush.
Cut to black.
This thing almost writes itself. Ted Turner and James Cameron will jump on this in a New York minute.
Posted by daddybear71 on August 24, 2011
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