Hello again

I keep saying this and then I keep disappearing, life is that busy. But maybe it's time. I started blogging to play around and vent. After seeing the disappearing act of Indiana's Dems as they skedaddled to Urbana, it offended me. That and I need a political vent.
Stay tuned buckaroos ....

What a Year

Well kiddos, I apologize for my absences, bad year. But enough of that.
I need to spend some time in the minors before I can come back to majors with y'all, so excuse a few fouls.
Most of all, I'm back, let's have some fun

Still Alive

Thinking of the blogopshere.

Last Thought of 2008 ...

This one goes out to all the parents out there, doesn't it seem like mass chaos ensues when you go to use the John Crapper?

I lock the door

Turn on the light

Grab a magazine or section of the newspaper

All hell breaks loose.

It never fails. Maybe it's the acoustics that make it sound worse. Maybe my little scamps really have been trained by a legion of undead democrats to cause anarchy and social inequities. Don't know. I just want to drop a deuce in peace and quiet.

With that being said, Happy New Year. Gotta bartend tonight and enjoy the amateurs stumble in an intoxicated waltz.

The day after:
Easily survived the shift. Almost had a barfight that would have been quickly comical. A drunk guy who did not hold his alcohol well apparently offended some older neck. So as the neck is singing "I'm Gonna Whoop Somebody's Ass" in a effort to either intimidate or be the first cock knocker of the new year, failed to evaluate his surroundings. Sure he had two friends, but they were not ready to fight. His failure of awareness would have swiftly brought a bartender with temporary anger issues, an person of large proportions who would have had my back and military trained individual who could have displaced all of us.
I properly informed the drunk ass it was unacceptable behavior and to get over it. Cooler heads prevailed and I got them all home via taxi. It would have been fun. The schmuck would never have seen it coming.
And I was laid up with the flu all day. Non booze related. Drew my ire in a nasty way.

Our Blessed Lady of Caffine, don't fail me now!

Christmas is almost over, waiting on the Chicago gifts to arrive.
There are no Senate seats or favors returned from Big Tony.
But I hope everyone was safe and enjoys the cleanup process. I was able to cheat and get FEMA to pitch in. I let them know I voted for GW twice. Sooooo, the Army Corp of Engineers with some SeeBees will be here by noon. Silly Democrats don't get it.
Anyhow, it was nice know all of you, my wife got us Guitar Hero Live Out Child Fantasies World Tour, won't be around much.
Just kidding, let's get it on.
Nothing reeks of deception then releasing an investigation at 4:30 on the day before Christmas Eve.

Attention Parents!!!! Use this!!!

If you are facing the daunting task of opening presents with those dang multiple expletives wires holding toys in place, use these.
These instruments of merciful allah will prevent a police run on your house.

To Each Their Own

Being dead serious here, one of the sexist album covers of all time. Maybe it reminds me of a girl from college. Maybe it is the sensual warmth she exudes sitting by the window. Maybe the bare foot. Dunno, but it makes me loins and gray matter tingle.

AHHHHHHHHHH It's Joe Biden Gigantic Head

Vanity doesn't suit you well. I guess hair implants and botox are the rage on Main Street Scranton.



















And

I'm not saying I'm gonna kick your ass. But I hope you told your mother you loved her this morning.

What Makes Me Chuckle?

The subtle things of life make me laugh. Little things that pass us by. Like watching Tom Brokaw get pissed at the candidates at the two not listening. The old hack was getting irked.
If he thought that was difficult, try teaching a kindergarten class. It's like herding cats.

Bears Win

This gut check fourth and goal stop may have saved the first part of the season.

On a side note, do not spill Works toilet bowl cleaner on your carpet. Careful studies in multitasking have discovered it will eat trough your carpet. But damn does my toilet look better!

Sums it up

In every nook of the country, there is that one town or city that has the rich snob rep. In Kentucky they have running water. California, the butlers have butlers.
You know, they have the smell of new money and love to flaunt it. A yuppie conclave. The city tends to buy its way to prominence and becomes the butt of local jokes. In Indy, we have Carmel. There was once a joke a decade plus ago that went like this:

How many Carmel housewives does it take to change a light bulb?

Two, one to call the electrician and the other to make the martinis.

or the chant heard as their sports team lose:

That's alright, that's okay, you gonna work for us some other day.


You get the drift. And my sister has moved into this credit wealthy metropolis. Someone needs to be grounded in that town and she brings it.

Back to the story, I go to my niece's birthday party. An older gentlemen pulls up in a brand new Benz. Nice car. I figure he does business with my brother-in-law.

No, it was the pizza guy. The friggin' pizza guy pulled up in a Mercedes Benz.
That about sums it up.

the next chapter ...

Death has been on my mind a lot lately. Don't fret, I'm not suicidal, nor suffering from a terminal illness.
It's the next adventure in life that fascinates me. I've studied different views of the afterlife from over prepped Ancient Egyptian to pious Christian to the foolish atheist (no bias at the end there?) And it isn't a question of there is no God, God exists. But there have been so many afterlifes out there, what is it?
Maybe it is a concern of the atheist with the odd belief of a vast nothing when we expire. To simple of an answer with no intellectual challenge. Look at what we think. Look how we have advanced. It's an easy out.
Hindu and reincarnation, I don't like the idea of coming back as an Untouchable.
Calvinism, not quite.
Ancient Egypt, my heart would give Ammut heartburn.
And I'm not dwelling on death to avoid life. In fact the opposite has happened. I have grown to appreciate life more. Maybe it is the unemployment. Maybe I'm getting closer to that feared mid-life crisis.
No, just curious on an intellectual level.

I've got to much to do on this planet.
I need an Old Style.

On a side note, my son ripped the H & J keys off my laptop. So my horrendous typing skills are taking a beating.

Politics in real life

When I play soccer, or make the feeble attempt, there is usually 6 to 12 kids on sidelines belonging to the parents. Last night, my son and couple wandered off with a few of te varmits and I went to bring them back to the fold.

Asking them to come back failed, so I told them,

"Anyone who doesn't come back supports tax hikes!"

All but my youngest nephew fled for fiscal freedom. I gotta work on that little Marxist.

And I Missed Talk Like a Pirate Day

obob - you change your house around more than a lonely housewife!
-nanc

On that note, I have been missing for a couple weeks due to that reason. Due to a "professional transition," I am Mr. Mom.
Sooooooooooooo, now that my schedule has fleshed out, I back for biz. Cry havoc and let slip my children, cause the dogs of war are pansies.
And as I informed my oldest, she does not reside in a democracy. It is a parentocracy.

A Good Man Is Gone

This was a very good man. One of those people in your community who are glad are there. He had a youthful energy and an immeasurable heart. It was a pleasure to have met and helped the man. Indy lost a great person.
Lucious Newsom, 'Lord's beggar' for Indianapolis' poor, dies
By Vic Ryckaert

A man known as "the Lord's beggar for the poor" for his charity work in Indianapolis died Monday at St. Francis Hospital.
Lucious Newsom, a Catholic activist who used his knack for begging to build Anna's House, 303 N. Elder Ave., died at about 8:20 p.m. at the hospital's Beech Grove campus after a battle with cancer. Some sources put his age at 92.

Best quote:

"I've got to go up there and teach them Yankees how to love."

the passion:

Newsom ran a makeshift food bank in vacant lots and on street corners, handing out food and household items he solicited from area businesses.

the get up:

Newsom, who usually wore bib overalls, patrolled the city’s poorest neighborhoods with a mobile food pantry. Nesome also helped find shelter for the homeless, tutoring for children, emergency assistance when the lights or heat could be turned off.

not to mention a young stud in the GOP by the name of Mike Pence for one:

His volunteer corps ranged from school children to Gov. Mitch Daniels, who would visit Newsom's pantry some Saturdays to help serve meals or take a bag of groceries to a neighborhood home.

from Pence's site:

“I will always remember how, before the food pantry would open to needy families, Lucious would explain to the volunteers who had gathered inside, ‘you are about to have the privilege of serving Christ a meal because he said, “whatsoever you do for the least of these, that you do for me.’’’

The Vast Wasteland

Outside of the usual sports, (Bears/Football, Cubs & National Soccer action) my TV runs either children shows or the History Channel. Most major network shows are predictable, insipid or in an arrogant sense, numbing.
But there are four shows I eagerly await every week:

Burn Notice on USA: Any chance to see Bruce Campbell hamming it up is worth it. And if you want to catch a real odd film, Bubbal Ho-tep. He is Elvis in hiding and Ossie Davis as JFK. Yes, Ossie is black.

Law & Order: Criminal Intent on USA: I was wary of this show at first. But the unbridled eccentric genius of Vincent D'Onofrio is worth every episode. Even the return of Chris Noth to the franchise is worth it. But most of all, I love Leslie Hendrix. She has played the savvy ME Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers for all three franchise shows.

Eureka on SciFi: This brings out my inner geek. My meager grey matter is generally history or philosophically driven. But the sci-fi angle, perfectly cast and playful physics laden banter makes me giggle like Archimedes. (Who is given his props with a statue in the middle of the town. Plus there is Jo played by Erica Cerra.

Penn & Teller Bullshit on Showtime: And these two. They are bombastic and silent. Atheist and Libertarian. And they make you think. Unafraid to challenge any group, from Code Pink to the Catholic Church to NASA. The profane duo are at their best unchained and self-rightous.

Each show has wit, intelligence, truly character driven and unique. It isn't that other shows reek of mediocrity, but my time is limited. I could never commit to the brilliant Lost like a good marriage. And the original Law & Order is like a drunken booty call at 2 a.m. you never let go.

Let's Wait for # 3

Chef ... dead

Who's the black private dick
That's a sex machine to all the chicks?
SHAFT!
Ya damn right!

actually it was supposed to be obob.
Bernie Mac ... dead

Kids are “nasty, dirty, disease-carrying midgets” who are “too sassy, too grown and talk back too much,”

there may be some skittish entertainers out there

Yeah, the Europain's cain't speel eithur

from the Telegraph compliments of Fark.com

Many undergraduates misspell basic words such as "their", "speech" or even "Wednesday" in essays, it is claimed.
First year students are the worst offenders, despite already spending at least 13 years in the education system.
Standards have deteriorated to such an extent that one leading academic has been forced to ignore common errors altogether.

I cannot tell a lie, my skillz in grammar, spelling and trying to put a friggin' sentence together lack a certain ... amount of basic skills.

And is it tragic that I celebrate the failure of what is considered a superior educational system? Am I bitter? Heck, I'm tickled pink by the trading of Brett Farvara to the Jets.

And the massive crapstorm Hillary is conjuring going into Denver for the DNC convention? It could be a biblical disaster not blamed on global warming. But somehow will be GW's fault.

Do I really care what people think?

I Need Help

My eldest daughter picked up the Annie soundtrack from the local library recently. Thus, I have been bombarded by the soundtrack everytime we ride in the minivan. My daughters are beginning to pick up the lyrics bit by carrot top singing bit. It is cute, but I would have acquitted the orphanage matron for manslaughter as she rang their "little necks". The sun has come out, it is a hard knock life and herbie hoover get slammed.
But most of all, the girls love the reprise of Tomorrow.
After listening the song, I heard him tell Ickes and Perkins to sing. I started to think, were they fictional characters, or real like FDR?

Frances Perkins:

an economist and social worker, served in Roosevelt's gubernatorial administration as Industrial Commissioner and became the first female cabinet member when FDR appointed her Secretary of Labor, a position she held throughout Roosevelt's presidency.

Harold L. Ickes:

As interior secretary, Ickes moved quickly to address concerns of American Indians and the National Park System. His greatest contribution was his administration of the Public Works Administration (PWA), a massive New Deal construction program. Through the PWA, Ickes oversaw the construction of the Triborough Bridge (New York), Lincoln Tunnel (New York), the Grand Coulee Dam (Washington), the Key West Highway (Florida), as well as numerous sewer systems, schools, hospitals, and other public buildings. Ickes was also in charge of fuel resources in the U.S. during World War II. His fastidious management of the PWA budget and his crusade against corruption earned him the nickname "Honest Harold." A stalwart supporter of civil rights and civil liberties, Ickes (a former president of the Chicago NAACP) lent his strong support to the African American contralto Marian Anderson when the Daughters of the American Revolution refused to allow her to perform in its Constitution Hall, and was a vocal critic of the World War II internment of Japanese Americans.

Yes, I need to get a job.

Annie Lyrics
Tomorrow - Cabinet Lyrics

What!

So it isn't so, the Chinese are censoring the press at the Olympics. A communist regime is violating human rights and lied to the grossly incompetent IOC?

China will censor the Internet used by foreign media during the Olympics, an organising committee official confirmed Wednesday, reversing a pledge to offer complete media freedom at the games.
"During the Olympic Games we will provide sufficient access to the Internet for reporters," said Sun Weide, spokesman for the organising committee.

He confirmed, however, that journalists would not be able to access information or websites connected to the Falungong spiritual movement which is banned in China.

Other sites were also unavailable to journalists, he said, without specifying which ones.

Do you get the feeling this is just the beginning?