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Breaking the Rules

Some A-1 jerk from Louisville broke some or all of the rules and shot a a young girl in the bloody head due to his stupidity.  Apparently he was practicing his Audie Murphy gun tricks or something and the fool thing went off.


Say them with me now:

  1. All guns are always loaded!
  2. Never let the muzzle cover anything you are notwilling to destroy!
  3. Keep your finger off the trigger until your sights are on the target!
  4. Always be sure of your target!

This blunt skull obviously ignored all four of them, and it’s only by sheer dumb luck that the young lady was only wounded and not killed outright.


Listen Junior, guns are not toys. They are tools.  They are not evil automatons bent on killing.  They almost always require a human being to pull the bang switch before they go boom.  Because you were “playing” with a loaded revolver a child has been closer to death than she has a right to be, is scarred for life, and will probably grow up in fear of inanimate objects.  Personally, I hope they throw the book at you and you spend the rest of your young years looking at the world through barbed wire.  But since the gun will be blamed, you’ll probably be left on the street where your innate stupidity will continue to be a danger to me and mine.  And of course this will just go down as another case of EVIL GUNS hurting children, as opposed to some jackwagon whose father should have pulled out hurting a child.  Jerk.

Sending a Supreme Message

The Supreme Court has apparently decided to send a pretty blunt message to the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals.  They’ve unanimously reversed 5 recent cases that came up to the Supremes from the 9th.

Experts seem to think the Supremes are trying to nudge the lower court a little more towards the middle.  I’m thinking it’s going to take a little more than a few judicial black eyes to get the 9th to start living in the real world.

This is the court that has been reversed more often than any other court of appeal.  In my lifetime, it’s been a laughing matter in conservative circles when a conservative cause has come before the 9th.

Hopefully a judicial kick in the ass of legendary proportions is in the works for this wayward court.  Justice needs to be consistent, and it just hasn’t been that way for a long time in the areas where the 9th Circuit holds sway.

Wednesday Morning Music

Before you say it, you’re welcome!

Hmmmm

What? We’re out of coffee? Hold on……

Clank clank zip zip

Just walk away. I promise you safe passage in the waste lands. Just leave the coffee and walk away.

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Today’s Earworm

With all the work we’ve been doing around Casa de Oso lately, this seems appropriate.

Thought for the Day

Driving home in a cold rain after a long day at work is not enhanced by listening to Alice In Chains.

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An Open Letter

Dear Mother of my Oldest Son,

20 years ago this week, you and I pledged to each other that we would be good partners to each other and good parents to any children we might bring to this world.  We had plans on being married Command Sergeants Major by this point, travel the world, and have a small clutch of children, but like the saying goes, there’s many a slip between cup and lip. 

It took less than two years for us to start failing at our jobs of spouse and parent, and by our sixth anniversary we had thrown our hands up and admitted failure.  Unfortunately our inability to be functioning adults together had a harsh negative impact on our son, some of which I fear will take years to even begin healing.

I’m not saying I miss our marriage, because I don’t, but I regret the way it turned out.  I sincerely wish we had listened to the advice of our friends and family and waited to make sure.  I’m pretty sure that if we hadn’t short circuited the courtship process and gone our separate ways for a year or so, we would have had a remarkably different, and possibly happier, outcome.

I cherish the child we created, even if he makes me absolutely mad sometimes.  I recognize that without the bad circumstances of our marriage, I would never have had the children that were born after we split up.  For their sake, I thank you.

I hope that your new life is successful and fulfilling.  I hope that your new child brings as much happiness into your life as my children bring into mine.  I must admit that I do enjoy a guilty amount of pleasure when I learn of some minor trevail in your life, or read how your professional life is unpleasant when your name or employer occasionally pops up in the news.  I’m sure that you sometimes feel the same when you learn about some complication in my life.

In closing, let me leave you with this:  It’s been 20 years.  I’d be out on parole by now.

Best Regards,

DaddyBear

A Word of Advice

Mark Kelly, husband of Representative Gabrielle Giffords, is having to make a hard decision.  He’s been up in the shuttle before, but has been slated to command the shuttle when it flies later this spring. On the other hand, his wife is recovering from a gunshot wound to the head, so she really needs him.  I’m sure he’s agonizing over whether to make history or stay home to support his wife. 

Here’s my take on it:

Dude, don’t even consider the shuttle option. Here’s what commanding the shuttle will give you:

  • A nifty patch
  • A place in the history books
  • Another notch in your badass astronaut coup stick

Here’s what you will gain by staying with your wife:

  • Hopefully, her appreciation of you giving up the opportunity of a lifetime to take care of her.
  • The continued possession of half your things and full time access to your children.
  • A reputation of being a stand up guy who puts the needs of his family above his own ambitions.
  • You negate the understood risk of strapping yourself to the top of a rocket and spacecraft design that’s been known to catastrophically fail at a time when your wife desperately needs you in her life.

Here’s what taking the shuttle mission could cause:

  • Years of “well since I need you to do something for me, I assume you have a space mission that night” remarks
  • Half of the ballooned debt that she runs up in spite
  • Years of seeing your kids part time.
  • Years of paying child support full time
  • Moving into a condo while watching your wife put your house up for sale.
  • Watching half of your worldly possessions disappear overnight

I’m not saying that a wife would divorce her husband because he chose a space shuttle mission over caring for her during a time such as this, but I’m one percent certain that it would be brought up during the inevitable spats every couple has.  And heaven forbid they ever divorce, it’s sure to be mentioned at least once or twice.

Dude, tell NASA thanks, but you need to stay home to care for your wife.  You’ve already been an astronaut, you’re already proven to be braver than the average bear, you’ll get accolades for being a caring husband, and the likelihood that you’ll keep half your stuff and your kids will be improved.

No, I’m not bitter, why do you ask?

Things that do not surprise me, but are in the news

I guess I’m naive, but I like the ‘new’ in the ‘news’ to mean that only things that will surprise me or I will find novel should be included in my news.  Here are a few of the things that were on the news today that my only response was “No kidding?”:

  • The head of the TSA is freezing the number of airports who will use contract security instead of TSA screeners because he doesn’t see much point in it.  No kidding?  A government bureaucrat is deciding to make sure that the public has no choice but to use the ‘services’ of his agency? 
  • Egypt’s economy is tanking because foreigners are taking their tourist money and getting the heck out of Dodge.  Really?  Tourists don’t like going to places where CNN is showing pictures of violent protests and riots? 
  • The mid-west and Plains states are bracing for a rather nasty blizzard which is expected to dump snow and ice over a large part of the country.  No fooling?  It’s bleeding January and they’re surprised that it’s snowing and blowing on the plains?  
  • If a person wants to lose weight or maintain a good body mass ratio, they should eat less and exercise more.  Really?  The magic bullet for weight control is to follow your grandmother’s advice of “Eat your vegetables” and “Go outside and play”?

In other news, the ocean is still wet, politicans tend to steal and lie in order to stay in office, and the sun rose this morning.

For the newsies out there, please start reporting things that we don’t expect to happen, not things that can be predicted.   The rest can be filtered out and no-one will complain.

Weekend Report

Well, I have to say that this was one of the better weekends I’ve had lately.

Saturday afternoon, I met BRM and Wing at the Maker’s Mark distillery for a tour and lunch.  The tour was really interesting, and the tasting of two different kinds of bourbon at the end was even better.  The weather was unseasonably warm and clear, so we decided to have lunch at the distilleries open air cafe.  One note on Maker’s Mark:  it’s an itty bitty place in the middle of the country.  If you’re going, allow plenty of time for travel, and follow the directions carefully.  If you’re not used to driving on little two lane roads, this will be a great way to gain experience.  That being said, the countryside in that part of Kentucky is very pretty, so the drive is pleasant if you’re not in a hurry.

That evening Wing and BRM joined us and some other friends for dinner at Case De Oso.  Much good food, great conversation, and good company was enjoyed.  I was introduced to a new temptation, Van Der Hum brandy liqueur.  BRM reports that it’s common in his home country of South Africa, but he has been able to find only one importer for it here in the United States.  I’m definitely going to have to ration out the bottle he left with us.

Sunday morning Irish Woman made a country cholesterol breakfast for us, and we talked for a while over coffee.  After saying our goodbyes and promising to not be strangers, Wing and BRM left to head back down south.

The afternoon was spent playing with BooBoo.  He’d been pretty good all weekend with our guests, but needed some individual attention.  I have to say that he had more energy for wrestling than I did, but Irish Woman and I were able to switch off pretty frequently, so we weren’t too terribly worn out.

We’re expecting some bad weather this week, and our wood bin was looking kind of empty, so I cut up about half a cord of logs and split them.  The bin is now full, so if the power takes a hit, we’ll be OK.  I’m definitely going to have to spend a few weekends this spring hunting craig’s list for firewood to replenish our supply.

Irish Woman and I really enjoyed having guests, and are already planning a Derby Party for May and a pool party at a friend’s subdivision for July or August.  Am I becoming a social creature in my middle age?