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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Teh Funneh! 

Little Blue Pills Among the Ways CIA Wins Friends in Afghanistan - washingtonpost.com
The Afghan chieftain looked older than his 60-odd years, and his bearded face bore the creases of a man burdened with duties as tribal patriarch and husband to four younger women. His visitor, a CIA officer, saw an opportunity, and reached into his bag for a small gift.

Four blue pills. Viagra.

'Take one of these. You'll love it,' the officer said. Compliments of Uncle Sam.

The enticement worked. The officer, who described the encounter, returned four days later to an enthusiastic reception. The grinning chief offered up a bonanza of information about Taliban movements and supply routes -- followed by a request for more pills.


Yo, I can relate!
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About Time!! 

RNC draft rips Bush's bailouts
Republican Party officials say they will try next month to pass a resolution accusing President Bush and congressional Republican leaders of embracing "socialism," underscoring deep dissension within the party at the end of Mr. Bush's administration.

Those pushing the resolution, which will come before the Republican National Committee at its January meeting, say elected leaders need to be reminded of core principles. They said the RNC must take the dramatic step of wading into policy debates, which traditionally have been left to lawmakers.

"We can't be a party of small government, free markets and low taxes while supporting bailouts and nationalizing industries, which lead to big government, socialism and high taxes at the expense of individual liberty and freedoms,"

Give 'em hell!

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Sunday, December 28, 2008

Colder Than a... 

...pagan-woman's mammary.

Snow on the mountains...


...and frost on the Bean-trees


...and Bella Nelumbo has an icy wing extension.


The water supply pipes to my house froze yesterday morning and this morning. No damage, thankfully. But I have heat tapes to buy and install before the next cold snap. It was about 15 F this morning, which is as cold as it ever gets down here. Apparently the pipe wrap is not enough in these conditions. I have a small trickle running in a sink overnight tonight to hopefully keep it from freezing up again (Momcat will shut it off in the morning), and then it gets warmer the rest of the week, buying me some time.

Friday it rained. Blagh! Cold, wet and miserable, and I was out in it trying to unload my trailer. Thankfully it turned to snow later in the day. Snow just slides off--it doesn't stick and make me wet.

But Progress was made nonetheless! I assembled more sections of the cat-yard ("kindergarten") fence out of ABS pipe and fittings Saturday and today.


To reiterate: the chicken wire is to keep the gnawing rodents from making holes in the fence, then a heavy poly-mesh "deer fence" will extend up the poles and out to the end of the 45 degree bend. The bend is to keep the cats from being able to climb out. On the right angle extension at about 7 feet up will go another 1' wide strip of chicken wire to keep coyotes and similar creatures from climbing or jumping the outside of the fence.

I have more corner sections to assemble and then the fence itself to buy and install. I got a pile of chain-link fence sections (dog run panels, basically) for cheap on Craigslist. These will complete the enclosure around the end of the house. One of them has a built-in 3' wide gate, and I will install two 6' wide sections on the other side of the house to serve as a double hung 12' wide gate.

Momcat's fava bean patch is doing fine (believe it or not!)

These are an amazing bean that can tolerate hard freezes down to 15 degrees and still spring back with gusto. They are primarily meant as a cover crop although the fresh bean pods are supposed to be good for eating, with the small beans tasting like peas.

The apple trees have been stubbornly holding onto their last leaves of the season.

These are probably hanging on because they were put out late in the season as a response to the earlier leaves being eaten by grasshoppers.

Next weekend: more fence posts!

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Friday, December 26, 2008

Iz Troo! 

funny pictures of cats with captions
more animals

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Santa Girl 

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Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas! 

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Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Got 'Im! 


Oh don't worry! Rudolph was not one of the original eight anyway.

And Santa can do just fine without him, that annoying song notwithstanding. Snow is forecast tonight, but not fog.

Swiped from here.

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A Visit From St. Nicholas 

T'was the night before Christmas...

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On Cupid! On, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"


And this is the latest that the Christmas spirit has ever hit me. Thank you Jesus... and thank you Santa.

See the thing a lot of people who are all down on Christmas don't realize is that Santa is one of Jesus' emmisaries.

Whisper his name. Call upon him to visit you this holiest of all nights. And he will, I assure you, and will light a candle in the midst of your darkness--a warm fire in the heart of your inmost child.

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Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Another One Bites The Dust 

Big Madoff Investor Found Dead - WSJ.com

Weren't there a bunch of investors and bankers that offed themselves at the start of the Great Depression?

My how history repeats itself!

Brace yourselves kids. We're in for some turbulence ahead.

ATTENTION PASSENGERS--THE CAPTAIN HAS TURNED ON THE SEAT BELT SIGN. PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR SEATS AND FASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS. PLEASE REMAIN IN YOUR SEATS UNTIL THE CAPTAIN TURNS OFF THE SEAT BELT SIGN.

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Seattle's Enviro-Idiots 

Seattle's Roads Covered in Slick and Dangerous Packed Snow "By Design," Because They Daren't Use Salt to Clear the Snow for Fear of Hurting Salt-Water Puget Sound

Stupid is as stupid does...

Update: Given the stupidity of the liberal enviros in this city, this man did what all should have done in the week leading up to this event.

Folks, it's small lessons like this that should teach everyone the importance of preparedness and illustrate the true fragility of the system that supports us. But most will go blithely on to the next catastrophe just as unprepared as for the last. And the next one may not be so benign as icy roads for a few days.

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Monday, December 22, 2008

Therapy 

I've been watching this again.

It is comforting and soothing on days like this.
No words, no talk
We'll go dreamin'

No pain, no hurt
We'll go dreamin'...



Update, here is the full version of the soundtrack of that vid.

More, (original version). Somehow I like the imagery of the one I first posted more. Because this kind of thing is nearly impossible and then only for a fleeting, disappointing moment in this world of mud and flesh. It's only when you go beyond and through the purifying fire of the temporary sun and become liberated from the mud and flesh and corruption and decay that you find a place and a way to make your dream real.

No pain, no hurt,
We'll go dreamin'


Angels have no pity...

(full lyrics)
No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming

No pain, no hurt.
We'll go dreaming

Walk with me,
The future's at hand.
Here with us,
Here where you stand.
We both know the power of pain,
We get back up and start it again.
With new hope, no place for tears,
Leave behind those frozen years.
Come with me and we'll go dreaming.

We don't know how it can be,
Searching out dignity.
Nothing can be as savage as love,
One taste is never enough.
With new hope, no place for tears.
Catch my hand and come with me.
Close your eyes and dream.

No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming
No pain, no hurt.
We'll go dreaming
No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming
No pain, no hurt.
We'll go dreaming

Walk with me,
The future's at hand.
Here with us,
Here where we stand.
We both know the power of pain,
We get back up and start it again.
With new hope, no place for tears,
Leave behind those frozen years.
Come with me and the dream.

We don't know how it can be,
Searching out dignity.
Nothing can be as savage as love,
One taste is never enough.
With new hope, no place for tears.
Catch my hand and come with me.
Close your eyes and dream.

No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming
No pain, no hurt.
We'll go dreaming
No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming
No pain, no hurt.
We'll go dreaming
(repeat)

We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.
We'll go dreaming.

Catch my hand and come with me.
Close your eyes and dream.

No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming
No pain, no hurt.
We'll go dreaming
(repeat out)

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Happy Festival of Lights 

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Teh Cheney 

W00t!!


I'm going to miss this guy.

Maybe in 2012 when Sarah Palin whomps Obama's ass in a rematch, she can reconstitute the "Best of the Bush team", including Cheney and Rumsfeld, much as Obama is now reconstituting the hornswogglers and lizardoids that made up the former Clinton Administration.

One of my erstwhile blog-reads made the comment that "now the adults are in charge", referring to the recent election results. I'm sorry, but Cheney alone has more "adult" than the entire incoming Obama administration put together.

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Wow! Inflation! 

Happy days are here again!



How history repeats itself!

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Saturday, December 20, 2008

Chafing 

I have a half dozen "baby" and "bot" comics in my head waiting for a time when I can execute and display them. This being a right-brain thing and me being a primarily left-brained individual, I have to wait until the combination of muse and time and inspiration coincide to do the work.

Today is not that time. I am off to bed soon, having had my evening margarita after a hard day of packing of stuff to take to the farm next weekend.

Soon. Soon. Baby demands it...

And at least one involves both baby and bot in the same comic. :)

I've also got a couple additional characters that haven't seen daylight in this venue, that may appear in a future comic: "Perfessor" and "Fool".

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Pineapple 

It sure felt good when I threw that pineapple off the roof.

It hit the ground with a satisfying thump, and blossomed into a sublimely random pattern of concentric blackish grayish chunks.

My girlfriend gave me the pineapple last year. She is always buying things for no reason at all, so I can totally imagine how a pineapple could have accidentally found its way into her basket on one of her weekly trips to Whole Foods Market. She gave it to me the morning after we had our first "big fight" as a sort of edible olive branch.

The only problem was, I hate pineapple. I never could stand the things. They even look like some sort of medieval torture device. If people ask me why I don't like pineapple, I usually tell them about a certain disastrously embarrassing school play in first grade entitled "The Four Food Groups." It's a semi-true story, but it's not the real reason. Maybe the simple explanation is that I hate pineapples because my Dad loves them so much and always made such a big deal about them when I was a kid. I don't really know for sure.

No, eating the pineapple myself was definitely out of the question. But then, what the hell do you do with a pineapple that you don't want? A pineapple is just so goddamn big. I mean, you can't just throw it out because you feel like if you did you'd be depriving some Somalian family of enough food to last them a week.

Now that I think about it, I guess I could have given it away to somebody else, but that thought didn't occur to me at the time. I've never really thrown out or given away any of the crazy things my girlfriend gives me, even though at least ninety percent of them serve no practical purpose whatsoever. I just leave them sort of lying around in strategic positions, in a feeble attempt to make it seem as if I use them all the time. Not that she cares if I use them or not.

The pineapple soon found its way onto my kitchen counter, where it sat for the last eight months. Pretty soon I completely forgot about it. I really only thought about it when people would ask why I had a grayish, shriveled-up pineapple on my counter, and I'd make some lame excuse.

Finally it started to smell a little, but I never quite got around to throwing it out. I put one of those adjustable odor-eating cones next to it and that seemed to take away the stench. I had this vague feeling that that withering fruit stood for something, and if I threw it out something terrible would happen. That's why, when I read the note she left me this morning, the first thing I thought was "Well, at least I can get rid of that damn pineapple!"

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More Fail To Come 

Obama introduces more economic appointees - Los Angeles Times

One would like to believe that an incoming administration with a fresh start can make a difference in this crisis. Unfortunately the approach of the Obama Administration clearly appears to be "Let's do EVEN MORE of what isn't working!"

This is becoming an almost exact replica of the recipe that extended and deepened the Great Depression. Hoover tried to forestall depression with government spending and market manipulation. FDR came in and said "we need to do even more!". And as a result of this government misallocation of resources, the depression lasted until a major world war put people to work in factories pumping out military goods.

Now lucky for the US, we emerged from that war as the sole superpower for a time, allowing us to reap the economic benefits for a couple decades. We may not be so fortunate in the future.

The bottom line is, Obama is heading in exactly the opposite direction of that required to heal this economy. The Keynesians say, "Hoover and FDR didn't spend nearly enough. We need to REALLY outdo ourselves this time!"

The Austrians weep at the incipient carnage...

Do we really need to live through the destruction of this nation and the world economy to prove the Keynesians wrong? Or will they still claim (as do the communists of their own failures) that Keynesian economics has never really been tried, when it fails yet again.

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Friday, December 19, 2008

Friday Feminine Beauty 

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Thursday, December 18, 2008

Antidote 

Sarah Palin's Great Future
When John McCain chose Governor Sarah Palin as his running mate, he sparked a ho-hum candidacy with an electric surge that sent fireworks all over the country. Everywhere Palin went tens of thousands turned out to see the Alaska soccer mom turned governor turned vice presidential candidate. One of the risks to McCain, in fact, was being upstaged by his smart, articulate, and beautiful running mate. Palin saved an unpopular candidate, in danger of losing much of the Republican base, from a complete meltdown at the polls.

Despite being defeated handily by Obama, McCain won 46% of the popular vote and may well have done better but for the economic downturn, his refusal to engage the social issues, and the mainstream media’s relentless harping on trivial issues magnified into the latest Palin (blank)-gate. the obvious bias showed exactly how powerful Sarah Palin was. Obama got a pass and media excuses for his questionable associations, fundraising irregularities, and indeterminate citizenship; while Palin had to contend with hundreds of reporters roaming Alaska to root out anyone with a grudge. Throughout it all she retained her sense of humor, graciousness, and dignity. A lesser woman would have collapsed under the relentless assault.


The savaging of Sarah Palin from liberal Democrats isn’t hard to understand. Liberals on both sides of the aisle hate her Christian take on social issues. Her unabashed pro-life, pro-marriage, pro-family credentials expose their own moral bankruptcy. The feminists, who should be thrilled at the rise of a woman through her own merits to run for the Vice Presidency, hold her in contempt for not being the “right kind” of woman. What’s that? One who will proudly kill her unborn child and unapologetically encourage her daughter to abort as well.

The mean-spirited attack on little Piper Palin as she played mama cat to baby brother Trig at the Republican convention slicking down his hair with a few licks on her hand, showed how totally out of touch these angry women are with American families. The vicious rumors that Trig was Palin’s grandchild were particularly hateful. In the course of the feminist feeding frenzy, leaders from NOW and NARAL, for example, ignored Palin’s remarkable rise from small town council member to popular governor of the largest state in the country. They wanted her destroyed.

Although she's a woman with a thorough grasp of energy issues, feminists painted Palin as a diva, a prom queen, just another pretty face with no brains behind it. Their behavior was laughable. To see NOW question whether Palin could be a good mom and hold down a job at the same time made them patently (and hypocritically) ridiculous. After urging moms with children into the workforce for years, they could hardly be taken seriously. The Palin smear was reminiscent of the high tech lynching targeting Clarence Thomas during his Supreme Court confirmation. Sarah, the uppity woman, meet Clarence, the uppity black.

But it isn’t just liberals who hate the governor, as the nasty leaks from the McCain camp showed. The neo-con and country club Republicans detest Palin as well and appear bent on making sure this upstart soccer mom’s political career is nipped in the bud. Their anonymous attacks on her intelligence, her ability to work with others, the innuendo that she was responsible for the ridiculous wardrobe debacle, were meant to undermine any future run for presidency. The Republican establishment doesn’t want Palin’s grassroots populism anywhere near the White House.

Neither do they want to see a return to Reagan-style governance. Colin Powell, one more big government RINO (Republican in name only) recently joined the Palin attack basically calling on the party to move closer to the Democratics. That just indicates how very out of touch Powell is with reality. His recommendation is the very strategy that has brought the Republican party to near dissolution. Only by reclaiming authentic conservatism: less government, lower taxes, individual accountability, promotion of small businesses, etc. can the Republican party recover. Sarah Palin and other young turks like Governor Bobby Jindal of Louisiana offer the best and brightest hope for a Republican comeback.

In the end, all the attack strategies against Sarah Palin are doomed to failure. Saxby Chambliss’ recent Senate run-off win in Georgia illustrates the Palin power. Despite the Obama campaign sending thousands of workers into the state to secure victory for Democrat Jim Martin and gain a filibuster-proof Senate, Chambliss won a stunning 57-43% victory. He credits it to Sarah Palin. "I can't overstate the impact she had down here," he told reporters, “when she walks in a room folks just explode.” The fireworks set off by Sarah Palin’s nomination as Vice President have just begun. She’s one smart lady with a bright political future and she has a growing fan club. Take a look at Team Sarah on the web.

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I Need a Llama 


Yo! Ima ki-yoti ass-kicking speshalist!

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More Evidence of Glow-Ball "Warming" 

Snow in Malibu again.

And fools like Johnny-Mac the RetardedCognitively-Challenged Republican try to tell us the issue is settled and we need to act now(!!)

Update: Commenter at Ace's place penned this gem-
Sun make Earth Go. Hippy Science Mans forget Sun, assume steady input energy. Me go ask Space Science Mans, "Sun, it stay same?"

They say, "No. Sun variable. It classed Variable Star. That mean warm sometime, cooler othertime. See this in rock, in stars, in math - it ver-i-fiable.."

Say this to Hippy Science Mans. They screech and throw poop. "You stupid! Ver-i-fiable is stupid! Science is consensus, when everyone scared to say different or be put in small jail! Not when data say same thing everytime data taken!"

It get cold. Hippy Science Mans say, "This is because Inspector Asshole eat food, drink soda, drive car, go church. Not because Sun fusion vary, that crazy talk from hillbilly jew christian. Pay no 'tenshun to lack sun spots. They ugly anyway. Instead, eat dirt, walk to co-op, drink filth water, go give sacrifice to Earth Mother."

They not think. I plan run over hippy with shinycar when all hippy stupid consensus be walk to co-op, all weak from drink filth water. I win, turn on heat, play Led Zeppelin. Rock out.

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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Good Job Hankie! 

In an interview about mortgage interest rates, Treasury Secretary Paulson made the following statement:
I am always looking at new ideas and I have said from day one that the key thing to get us through this period is getting housing prices down.
Oh hey there Hankie, you've succeeded beyond your wildest dreams then!

Link: Treasury not seeking to set mortgage rates at 4.5%, Paulson says - MarketWatch

I *finally* got a BPO (broker's price opinion) from my realtor for my in-town house--$125k to $139k.

**cough**

This was for a house that appraised at $225,000 the last time I refinanced.

Can U say "45% decline"?

I knew U could...

Thankfully I had no appreciable equity in this house. Because thanks to Hankie and Pals I'd darn sure have none now.

Do I think he misspoke? Oh hey, people are busy misspeaking left and right lately, especially in the incoming Obama Administration (of which Hankie will apparently be a part). But no, I think rather this was a revealing slip that correctly identified a portion of the agenda of the group to whom he belongs.

And so I really don't have any hesitation in my determination that they eat the losses they created. I will sell the house, the mortgage holders will write down their losses, and Hankie will hand them a nice big pile of cash from the government coffers. I figure since I'm going to be paying anyway in the form of taxes, inflation and economic turmoil, there's no reason to pay twice.

And now some nice big family can buy a house and guesthouse at half the price it would have gone for just a couple years ago.

Good job, Hankie!


Update: Rodger found this zinger--
Quote of the day from a fund manager:
"This is worse than a divorce... I've lost half of my net worth and I still have my wife.."

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"No Contact" 

Rahm's calls on tape :: CHICAGO SUN-TIMES :: Michael Sneed
President-elect Barack Obama's chief of staff, Rahm Emanuel, is reportedly on 21 different taped conversations by the feds -- dealing with his boss' vacant Senate seat!

A lot of chit-chat?

Hot air?

Or trouble?

To date: Rahm's been mum. Stay tuned."

But of course Obama merely misspoke when he misspoke about Axelrod misspeaking.

More here: Online article with photos, about discussions between Obama and Blagojevich regarding Obama's senate seat, mysteriously disappear from State of Illinois website.

"Really, we misspoke when we spoke wrongly, and the photographer mis-photographed the discussion. It's all a big mistake. We're sorry."

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

This thing works 

Typealyzer

I gave it my blog address and it correctly identified my Meyers-Briggs type:

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Monday, December 15, 2008

Nations...and Individuals 

1 Why do the nations rage,
And the people plot a vain thing?
2 The kings of the earth set themselves,
And the rulers take counsel together,
Against the LORD and against His Anointed, saying,
3 “Let us break Their bonds in pieces
And cast away Their cords from us.”

4 He who sits in the heavens shall laugh;
The Lord shall hold them in derision.
5 Then He shall speak to them in His wrath,
And distress them in His deep displeasure:
6 “Yet I have set My King
On My holy hill of Zion.”

7 “I will declare the decree:
The LORD has said to Me,
‘You are My Son,
Today I have begotten You.
8 Ask of Me, and I will give You
The nations for Your inheritance,
And the ends of the earth for Your possession.
9 You shall break them with a rod of iron;
You shall dash them to pieces like a potter’s vessel.’”

10 Now therefore, be wise, O kings;
Be instructed, you judges of the earth.
11 Serve the LORD with fear,
And rejoice with trembling.
12 Kiss the Son, lest He be angry,
And you perish in the way,
When His wrath is kindled but a little.
Blessed are all those who put their trust in Him.
Psalm 2 NKJV


You are right about one thing: this is not meant to be metaphorical. You who are so very wise in your own eyes, who believe the worshippers of the God of the Ages to be stunted, egotistical trogolodytes, look in a mirror! Look into your own eyes! Behold the vain, wrathful egotism that clouds your own soul, that causes you to hate whole groups of people--vast tracts of humanity whose spirituality is different from your own.

Hypocrite! O healer, heal thyself!

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Chickens 






The farm has its first livestock (besides the cats). Momcat got three chickens--a rooster and two hens:



These are working chickens. Neither pets nor egg producers (at this point anyway), but rather their job is garden help.






This winter they will be working over several beds, digging for insects, insect eggs and weed seeds, and adding nutrients to the soil with their droppings and by helping to compost kitchen scraps. Next spring they will be on grasshopper patrol, helping to control the plague that doomed Momcat's late fall plantings.



There was little that was photogenic the rest of the weekend. I assembled a pile of line posts from ABS pipe, and then the rain Sunday drove me under the house to close up some of the gaps in the "bottom-board" and underside insulation.

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Update: I should add that I am ever so very weary of the urban "sophisticates" who have plagued my online life these past few years. I need to find and/or reconnect to more real people and ditch these "interesting" but ultimately toxic associations.

I am bitter and angry about someone I followed for a long time, but that is a post for another day, if ever (though it currently sits in draft mode, brooding.)

Here is the kind of real person I mean. And here. And more like them I have yet to discover and link to.

If you disparage the "rubes" and the "rednecks" and most especially the "bitter gun and bible clingers", then you are anathema and toxin to me. These are the real people of this country. The rest of you--the so-called urban "sophisticates", are the scum who have floated to the surface from the depths of the soulless barbarian city. You are not "the people", and you are not the meek who shall, ultimately, inherit the earth.

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Blago-gate 

We are supposed to believe that the Senator (or his staff) whose seat will be vacated by his ascension to a higher office, had no discussions with the Governor (or his staff) who will appoint his replacement?

Please.

Don't make me larf in your general direction. Just accept it--your man is as filthy a politician as all who hail from the Windy City.

UPDATE: Oh, add one little word ("inappropriate") and hope no one notices?

Amateur.

Clinton could kick your ass with the smoothness of his lies. You're no match.

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Friday, December 12, 2008

Pearls 



I'm thinking of picking up where Bane left off, though I'm not fixated on the female derriere as he seemed to be. And I need to keep it a tad more SFW (still skirting the edge), since this is also my homepage on my work computer. Probably I'll put it "below the fold" come Monday morning.

So perhaps this will be the first of a Friday Feminine Beauty series.

In other Bane-news, please pray for Nattie. She's taking the loss of her daddy the hardest.

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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Corporate Welfare 

Auto Bailout Bill Appears Dead in the Senate - NYTimes.com

So I understand that it is usually Democrats beating Republicans over the head over "corporate welfare". On principle, I am generally opposed to it as well.

However in this case we have a flipped scenario--Democrats scrambling to bail out failed corporations and Republicans opposing them on small-government principle.

Democrats--what is your defense? Is the "they're too big to fail" excuse going to get dragged out no matter what it does to principles? Where are your principles? Subordinated to politics (the union vote)? Can't you at least be consistent when it counts, and oppose all corporate welfare, whether it be bank bailouts, manufacturer bailouts, corporate welfare for Big Agriculture, etc.?

This at least, is one area where libertarian Republicans and Democrats ought to be on the same page.

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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Let Me Go On and On! 

Noted for future reference:

Let Me Go On and On!

She left a comment on Doom's site. I browsed to her blog just now and it looks interesting.

Later. When I have time.
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F/A-18 crashes in San Diego 

F/A-18 crashes in San Diego - Photos

I live directly under the approach for DMAFB...
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Here Comes Your Global Warming! 

Rare 50 year Arctic Blast Sets Sights On Southern California.

Ol' Mister Sol continues to make a liar and bug-eyed fool of Algore.
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Tuesday, December 09, 2008

The OBAMA Birth Certificate “Conspiracy” 

Getting a Handle on the OBAMA Birth Certificate "Conspiracy"

Doug Hagmann asks the simple question: if there is nothing to these claims and their attendant lawsuits, why not settle it once and for all by producing a simple piece of paper that would cost $12.50 to obtain?

Instead Obama has spend upwards of $1,000,000 hiding this document and avoiding the simple but Constitutionally compelling question: Are you qualified to be President of the United States and Leader of the Free World?

The very fact that he is choosing to hide raises the legitimate suspicion that he does, indeed, have something to hide.

Not to mention the fact that there appears to be a conspiracy of silence (or derision, as the case may be) on the part of both the left and right opinion makers.
Perhaps most disturbing of all is what I have found while researching this issue, something that requires much more time and space than can be allotted here. There appears to be an unprecedented level of collusion between numerous political power brokers on both sides of the political divide, elected and appointed officials on both the federal and state levels, as well as members of the corporate media. It is interesting if not alarming to take a few steps back in an effort to gain a wider perspective, and finding unusual alliances and political “bed partners” among various members this group.

To provide a bit of insight into what I am referencing, consider and conduct research yourself into some events that have taken place within the past several years – events that have effectively changed or otherwise had a direct impact on the social and geopolitical landscape of America and its power structure. A few examples include such things as NAFTA, the SPP treaty, border and immigration issues, the Patriot Act, the Global Poverty Act of 2007, the management of the oil “crisis,” the most recent economic crisis and the remedies enacted, and the recent G-20 economic summit, where President Bush essentially provided economic oversight of U.S. economic institutions to the European Union.

There is indeed something very wrong taking place, having sinister implications and global overtones. Sound too conspiratorial? Well, as long I will undoubtedly be branded a “conspiracy loon” for raising the issue of constitutional eligibility of the messianic Barack Hussein Obama, I might as well go all of the way.

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Monday, December 08, 2008

k 

Most of you know that this lovely soul has had a long and rough ride. At present however her trials and tribulations seem to be reaching something of a crescendo. The lack of posts on her site is not indication that all is well and peaceful.

While I will leave the details to her to tell in her own time, I would like to ask those of you with the means to do so to browse to her site and drop what you can in her tip jar.

Wind! Then rain! Followed by fire! Then hail! Pestilence! Plague! Blizzards! Tornadoes! Tsunamis! Earthquakes! Meteor strikes! Dinosaurs! And somehow she gathers the strength to keep her chin up and forge onward.

I am praying for more than relief from her troubles. For mercy from the Father. For grace, saving grace, transforming grace and a much-needed refuge from the relentless ravages of the enemy of our souls.

Those of you who are praying sorts, would you drop a line to the Father on her behalf tonight?

Update: More here from k.
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Sunday, December 07, 2008

Patriots 

I have been reading James Wesley Rawles novel "Patriots", and just set the book down after finishing the chapter "Dan's War". I needed to go into a back room, close the door and weep bitter hard tears.

I realize now that nothing I have accomplished to date exceeds the level of feeble half-measures.

And then I consider the scenario laid out in that and the previous couple of chapters. After surviving the collapse and the inevitable roving looters, seeing the first glimmers of the return of civilization, then...

...to see the rebirth of the New World Order and the evil men in it's grip laying waste to the good and hardy people who survived their engineered collapse...

"My God my God, why have you forsaken me?"

I beg God to be spared the sight of those days. And yet I cannot go so long as any in my charge remain.

To be sure Dan was a true warrior--more than a hero, a true super-hero. And in that manner, he died.

And I am NOTHING in comparison...

Buy it. Read it. I beg you. The world is *not* as you think it is, and the beginnings of this novel are certainly in our midst today:

Amazon.com: Patriots: Surviving the Coming Collapse: A Novel of the Turbulent Near Future

Update: a review of where we are, by David Wilkerson:
The MOST IMPORTANT ISSUE of THIS HOUR
-by David Wilkerson (June 2, 2008).

Christians all over the world have a sense we’re living in the final
days. The mounting crises, the growing fears, the signs of great
shaking — all these things are evident, even to secular
commentators. Now, for every follower of Jesus, the question of
the hour is this: “Will my faith endure what is coming?”

I believe the most important issue of this hour has to do with what
is called “enduring faith.” Simply put, will the faith of God’s people
endure the terrible shaking of all things, the intense trials and
testings to come, which no previous generation has faced?

Jesus promised, “He that shall endure unto the end, the same
shall be saved” (Matthew 24:13). When Christ spoke this, he had
just described the frightful trials to come upon his disciples: false
messiahs, wars and rumors of wars, nation pitted against nation,
upheavals in the natural world, earthquakes and pestilence,
persecution and martyrdom (see 24:4–12). When those days
arrive, Jesus said, “Many shall come in my name… and shall
deceive many” (24:5).

What would be the impact of all these things on the church, those
who call themselves by his name? Jesus states very clearly:
“Because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold” (24:12).

Already, our nation is feeling the tremors of the frightful shaking.

Right now, America is facing an economic “perfect storm.”
This past March (2008), the American financial system nearly
collapsed. Bear Stearns, one of the nation’s top financial
institutions, had to be rescued from bankruptcy by the Federal
Bank. The Wall Street Journal, a newspaper not prone to
alarmism, blared the startling headline: “Fed Saves American
Financial System From Collapse.”

The Fed had to pour $30 billion into the deal initially, to stave off a
panic that would have sunk this nation into the worst economic
depression in its history. To date, more than $300 billion has been
put into the system to save it.

Ten years ago, I wrote a book entitled, America’s Last Call: On
the Brink of a Financial Holocaust. In that book, I warned of the
following events:

-There would be a meltdown of the bond market.
-God’s judgment would strike suddenly on the U.S. economy.
-A brief, false sense of prosperity would precede the coming
economic collapse. (This short flicker of prosperity would be God’s
final mercy call before the chastening to come.)
-There would be a real estate meltdown, with a market made up of
mostly sellers and very few buyers. Multitudes would lose their
homes to repossession.
-There would be an ominous rise of homosexual power.
-A sudden storm of confusion would take place on Wall Street.
-God’s watchmen and prophets would be silenced.
-The U.S. dollar would collapse.
-America would lose control of its economy. To date, China has
loaned America hundreds of billions of dollars. We have become
the world’s number one debtor nation, no longer in control of our
finances.
-Along with many other watchmen, I see that the greatest shaking
of all is still to come.
-What we are about to witness upon the earth will affect every
person living. The world is going to see a temporary calm, with
relative stability, causing many to say, “The crisis has passed.”
But in truth, the real panic will still be ahead of us.

Right now, a political madness is gripping America. Think about it:
it is utter madness for politicians to promise all kinds of new,
multibillion-dollar programs, while the Fed is scrambling to keep
the nation’s head above the rising flood of debt.

Yet, for the church of Jesus Christ, the real issue is not economic
collapse. It isn’t even about who presides over the nation. Rather,
it is all about enduring faith.

Indeed, this one issue has to be foremost in the minds of all who
claim to serve Jesus. I ask you: do you at present have an abiding
trust in the Lord that will hold up when the world descends into
chaos? Or will you waver in times of affliction, as the fearful things
Jesus said would come begin to appear on the earth? When that
hour comes to pass, will your love for the Lord endure? Or will it
grow cold, as Jesus predicted would happen to so many believers?

I ask these questions not to judge or condemn anyone concerning
his or her walk with Christ. I ask them of our readers only because
these are the questions Jesus put to all who would choose to
follow him.

Christ asked, “When the Son of man cometh, shall he find faith on
the earth?” (Luke 18:8).
Let me give you the context for Jesus’ question here.

He had just told the story of a persistent woman who asked a
judge to rule in her favor and bring justice to her cause. Jesus
uses her as an example of the kind of persistent, enduring faith he
is looking for: the kind that calls upon God in times of trial and
trusts him to fulfill his promises. Christ knew such enduring faith
would be the only kind able to sustain his people in the times to come.

When Jesus addresses this issue of enduring faith, he speaks of
those whose belief will endure “but for a while.” In other words,
when their prayers are not answered — when the deadlines for
their requests are not met — they will fall into unbelief. Why?
Their faith has no roots.

“He hath no root in himself, but dureth for a while: for when
tribulation or persecution ariseth because of the word, by and by
he is offended” (Matthew 13:21).

Too often, when afflictions begin showing up in such believers’ lives,
they become offended. You’ve probably heard such “offense”
expressed by Christians who have faced dire afflictions. They have
read God’s Word, they have claimed certain promises, they have
prayed earnestly, but still their trial continues. And, over time,
because they haven’t seen an answer to their prayers, they
become offended by the Word they’ve been clinging to.

At some point, a seed of unbelief is planted in their heart. And
soon they begin to question God’s faithfulness. They can’t shake
the nagging thought that the Lord has failed to keep his promises to them.

They trusted in him for a while. Whenever you talked with them,
their conversation was full of faith, and they testified of God’s
trustworthiness. But now you begin to hear little doubts in their
speech. Instead of faith, you hear questions, remarks that betray
an inner unbelief.

Make no mistake, Satan feeds those growing doubts. Over time,
prayer becomes a burden to such believers. Their love for God’s
Word begins to fade until they never pick up their Bible anymore.
Eventually, their passion for Christ is reduced to a flicker.

Some reading this message are in a dangerous place with their
faith. Maybe what I’ve said here has struck a chord in your soul. I
must ask you: have you allowed seeds of unbelief in your heart?
Do you now have serious questions regarding God’s faithfulness?
Instead of worshiping him, do you now doubt him?

“Lord, why haven’t you intervened for me? Why have you allowed
such confusion in my marriage, my family? You have put on me
more than I’m able to bear.” Such an attitude can lead to a
hardened heart and eventually spiritual deadness.

The apostle Paul exhorted Timothy, “Endure hardness, as a good
soldier of Jesus Christ” (2 Timothy 2:3). The Greek word for
“hardness” here indicates suffering, difficult afflictions. What does
Paul say about these things to Timothy? “Endure them, son! You
are a soldier in the Lord’s army. You’ve been trained to undergo
hardship in spiritual battle.”

We see this reflected in the Old Testament as well. We are told,
“The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to
show himself strong in the behalf of them whose heart is perfect
towards him” (2 Chronicles 16:9, my italics). The Hebrew word for
“perfect” in this verse means “wholly given to him in trust.”

Think of it: God looks down upon the whole earth, searching
diligently for that man or woman of faith who is wholly given to him
in trust. Whenever the Lord finds such a servant, he says of that
person, “This beloved one is holding fast to his faith and confidence
in me. Therefore, I will show myself strong to him. He’s going to
know my power, to see my strong arm revealed on his behalf.”

The words in this verse were first spoken to King Asa, ruler of
Judah, by the prophet Hanani. The searching eyes of the Lord had
come upon King Asa, who was loved because he “did what was
right before God’s eyes.”

Asa was by every measure a righteous man who trusted God. He
walked in faith, bringing each matter before the Lord so he might
receive divine direction. The king was a devoted man of prayer,
wholly dependent on God — and his actions proved it.

Asa abolished idolatry in the land, tearing down all false gods. He
abolished witchcraft, sodomy and prostitution. And he built up the
cities, with strong towers, high walls and secure gates. Under this
faithful king’s rule, the nation of Judah prospered and was blessed.

And Asa was faithful to remind the people that all their blessings
had come to them “because we have sought the Lord our God, we
have sought him, and he hath given us rest on every side. So they
built and prospered” (2 Chronicles 14:7).

It must have been wonderful to be an Israelite living in Judah at
that time. Try to imagine the atmosphere in Judah during those
years under Asa’s righteous rule. There was peace all around, with
everything in divine order. The people were blessed, with full
employment and abundant harvests, because God was in their
midst. No one had to go off to war, because both the king and the
people were seeking after the Lord. There was no call for judgment
because these were an obedient people.

But one day, suddenly, that peaceful environment changed. A
messenger brought to Asa a frightful report: a million-man army
was spied heading toward Judah. The Ethiopians and Lubims had
combined forces, and now they had a huge militia. It was made up
of 300 chariots, multitudes of horsemen, and a million-man infantry,
all racing toward Judah and bent on its destruction.

On the very day prior to this, Asa had called on the people to give
thanks to the Lord, for the peace and blessings they were enjoying
because they had sought him. Now we read, “And there came out
against them…” (2 Chronicles 14:9). Overnight, Judah was at war,
facing one million hostile soldiers.

So, what does a trusting servant of God do when facing such a
dilemma? How does he react? Will he panic? Will he turn to the
arm of man for help, or place everything into the Lord’s hands, in
total trust?

God had his searching eye on Asa in this critical hour.
What was the righteous king’s reaction?

“Asa cried unto the Lord his God, and said, Lord, it is nothing with
thee to help, whether with many, or with them that have no power:
help us, O Lord our God; for we rest on thee, and in thy name we
go against this multitude. O Lord, thou art our God; let not man
prevail against thee. So the Lord smote the Ethiopians before Asa,
and before Judah; and the Ethiopians fled” (2 Chronicles 14:11–12).

Tell me, what does Asa’s reaction here say to us, the church of
Jesus Christ, today? This godly man had been given the most
horrible, frightful news. He was facing incomprehensible odds
against his survival, much less victory.

Beloved, the meaning of this passage is clear: it shows us that
victory — impossible victory — is preserved for those who put their
trust wholly in the Lord.

The awful crisis had fallen on Asa and Judah during their most
wonderful time of seeking the Lord, when God was smiling on
them with his favor.

I can’t explain why the Lord allows attacks on his godly servants.
But I do know Scripture warns us to expect fiery trials to test our
faith. Yet, even so, we are told God will find pure gold in our
enduring faith.

Surely the Lord was pleased with Asa’s faith in this crisis. Still, he
sent a prophet to warn him:

“Hear ye me, Asa, and all Judah…The Lord is with you, while ye
be with him; and if you seek him, he will be found of you; but if ye
forsake him, he will forsake you” (2 Chronicles 15:2).

The prophet added that this had been true for God’s people
throughout their history. In times past, whenever there was no
peace but only vexation and trouble, each time God’s people
turned to seek him he was found of them (see 15:3–4).

Azariah’s prophecy to Judah is a warning to the church of Jesus
Christ today as well: “One glorious victory of faith is not enough.”

More great trials will come to pass in the life of every believer.
Indeed, the more you seek the Lord, the greater your call, the
deeper your walk with him — you’ll also encounter further
afflictions and sufferings, ever-increasing tests of faith. These will
continue until the end, Scripture assures us.

So, what is God’s message to us in all of this? Simply the
following: We are not to be shaken in faith when even greater tests
come upon us.

Beloved, please know that I do not speak this word to you lightly.
What I am preaching in this message has been born from my own
personal crucible of great sufferings, hard times and crushing trials of faith.

Don’t misunderstand: I am not complaining. I can testify that I have
seen the loving hand of God in every trial and tribulation throughout
my years. I have watched as my wife, Gwen, and my two
daughters have come close to death from cancer. I have endured
the death of a granddaughter from cancer. I have seen all my
children and grandchildren under attack at various times. And I
have gone through personal fiery trials.

Through it all, I have experienced eclipses of faith, where the
Lord’s face seemed completely hidden from me during my ordeal.
Yet, after all these years of afflictions, here I stand, testifying that
God has brought me through each trial with peace and his song of victory.

Yet, this is not the end of the story.

After thirty-six years of walking in trust and enduring trials faithfully,
Asa grieved God’s heart.
Another terrible crisis arose in Asa’s life. This time, the righteous
king of Judah lost his faith.

Up to that point, Asa had lived as a trusting man of God. He was a
vibrant example of devoted faith and zeal, seeking the Lord
continually. His ministry over Judah had brought about a powerful
spiritual revival in that land, establishing God’s righteous rule.

Then another sudden crisis befell Asa and the nation of Judah.
This time, word came to the king that Jerusalem was being
blockaded by an enemy army. All trade routes into Judah had
been shut down by this foe. The town of Ramah, just five miles
outside of Jerusalem, had been invaded, captured and fortified,
with all roads shut. No one could go in or come out.

The blockade could cripple Judah’s economy. Something had to
be done quickly, or the people would starve. So, what did King Asa do?

This time, he did not go to the Lord. In fact, Asa didn’t even pray
or consult his spiritual advisors. Instead, he panicked. He didn’t
just put his trust in man — he relied on his own enemy! Asa
turned to wicked king Ben-hadad of Syria, Judah’s arch enemy, to
seek military aid.

In this way, Asa bribed his way out of the conflict. He stripped the
nation’s treasury of all silver and gold and sent it to King
Ben-hadad, with this message: “Here is all of our gold and silver.
It’s yours. Just get this invader off my back. Deliver me from my attacker.”

How utterly tragic! It is always a great tragedy when godly people
who have trusted God before the world’s eyes suddenly fail in their
belief, turning to the flesh in a time of crisis. And the world
responds with mockery, saying, “Is this what happens after
spending years believing in God? Is this how faith ends, in
shipwreck? How foolish that you ever believed in God in the first place.”

Now another prophet was sent to Asa, with this word from the Lord:

“Because thou hast relied on the king of Syria, and not relied on
the Lord thy God, therefore is the host of the king of Syria escaped
out of thine hand…. Therefore from henceforth thou shalt have wars”
(2 Chronicles 16:7, 9).

Let me sum up this whole issue of enduring faith.
Here is enduring faith: it is the committing of all things into God’s
hands. Enduring faith says to the Lord, “I cast every event, every
future success, into your care. And I hold you to your promise to
commit all that you are — all your omniscience and omnipotent
strength — to preserve me.”

Whenever we face afflictions and persecution, Satan comes to us
whispering fears and lies:

“How are you going to make it through this crisis? What will you
do now? If God is faithful, how could he allow this to happen to
you? How could he put your loved ones at risk this way? What will
become of you, your family, your job, your ministry?”

But enduring faith rises up and answers the enemy’s lies:

“Devil, you’re asking the wrong questions. The question for me
right now is not how I’m going to make it. It is not what shall
become of me and mine. I have already placed everything — all
afflictions, all trials, everything that concerns me — into my loving
Father’s hands. I have trusted all future events to him. And he has
proved himself faithful time after time. He is trustworthy with my future.”

With this established in our hearts, the question for us then
becomes clear.
The question for us is, “How can I love and serve my Lord better?
How shall I serve others as myself?”

You see, enduring faith means casting ourselves wholly on the will
of God as Jesus describes it in the Sermon on the Mount. In short:
we are to seek God and his concerns first, and the desires of our
heart will then be given to us (see Matthew 6:33).

Enduring faith declares, “I have no will of my own. Rather, his will
be done. No more personal agenda for me. No more playing God
by trying to solve my own problems or those of others. Holy Spirit,
keep my mind stayed on my Lord and his promises.”

With such faith, we’ll be ready for whatever the present hour brings. Amen!

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Jericho at YouTube 

Jericho--Season One available in it's entirety at YouTube.

Since I don't own a TV I have this noted for future reference and perusal.

This is a series that dramatized a post-SHTF scenario. I've heard some about it but never seen an episode.
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Pretty Lady Is Dead--Long Live Stephanie Jackson 

I was amused, entertained and fascinated by Pretty Lady for most of her existence. But in the end I finally found her to be unbearably condescending and massively hypocritical. The artist, Stephanie Jackson, author of Pretty Lady is not exactly quite the same person, and as I told a good friend the artist herself is in significant measure a different story.

Pretty Lady: The Genesis of Pretty Lady

For reference, Desert Cat is me, at least 90% or better. There is very little "Desert Cat: The Persona" that is other than who I essentially am. What you see is what you get.

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Saturday, December 06, 2008

Back from Vegas 

The conference was good, as usual. I learned a bunch. Now I need to go back to the office and implement.

Here's a handful of architectural details from the Sands Expo Center/Venetian Hotel:


















Some of you may remember the photos I posted two years ago. This year I stayed in the brand new Palazzo Tower. The suite was the same layout, albeit with a more subdued and tasteful decor. Realize I had this incredible room to myself. Daisycat did not join me this year (and none of you showed up). This room plus three meals a day most days (parties in the evenings) plus the conference itself was all included in the package and very reasonably priced as educational seminars go. Best of all of course was that my organization paid for it. (Hey! If you're searching for info on Autodesk University, let me tell you it is a great educational bargain for your organization and great fun for you! Lobby early! Lobby hard! Or pay your own way if necessary. It is worth every penny and every moment.)







Next year, if I am fortunate enough to go, we will be at Mandalay Bay!
Update: Geeks in paradise--Monday night we went as a group to Margaritaville.

I had a "Cheeseburger in Paradise", and a "Perfect Margarita". Well the latter may be more hyperbole than reality. To be sure, it was a "pretty good" margarita, but I reserve the "perfect" appellation to the ones I mix myself.

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Progress Pics 

...from last weekend.

I finished installing the cat door:


...and a ramp to get the cats up to the door:



I also installed a siding panel where the water heater used to attach to the house:


The tricolor moths were out in force again, like they were last winter. They're on the screen because they're attracted to the light from the bedroom at night, and at daybreak they remain.


Previously I installed another siding panel where the dining room window used to be. There was a missing pane in this window and the previous owner had paneled over the interior side of the window. I made it look better with a proper siding panel. That is the off-color panel you see in the images of the cat ramp. Also I did not previously show off the "kindergarten" itself--the enclosure made of chain-link panels.

Here's some images from mid-October that I didn't previously post (political season and all...):

That weekend I poured the concrete pad for the water heater:


..and began the process of installing it.

The water heater in the background is the natural gas WH that used to go with this house. Since I'm on LP and there is no conversion kit...I had to buy a new one.

I also got the laundry dryer piped for gas and a new vent installed,

and installed the flexible duct connecting the furnace to the plenum:

I completed the water heater installation the next time I was out there. It is nice having hot water and a warm house! And nice to be able to do my laundry out there rather than hauling it in to Tucson.

You may notice there does not appear to be any progress in the exterior painting job from months and months ago. That would be correct. I have a remarkable lazy and skillfully task-avoidant spouse. It is the simplest thing to do--the one thing that does not challenge her abilities. But, ya think? Nope, of course not.

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