R.I.P.

Blog is dead. So am I. Goodbye my friends.

For the record...

... I couldn't do it...

Can you?

Is this thing on?

OK. I have some time. Some. Things were (relatively) calm at work, and I was able to get out "on time", meaning not after I should have had two beers already. But let's leave work there.

Color changes, etc. The name will remain, as I can relate.

Colors, prevalently red and white, for my Red Sox. I can't even freekin tell you how happy I am to see them. I've got two games lined up right now, and am working a third. If I can do that, I'll be very, very happy. As will the three beautiful women who will join me for one each. Wife, daughter, daughter.

Expensive, but a pretty good time for the money. I paid $60 to park last time I went. (Plan on $200 for the evening) The "T" (subway) is "rubdown central" after 11:00 at night. Freaks and drunks, and freaky drunks, abandon hope, all ye who enter here.

You know, I went to Fenway once, and ran smack into an old friend of mine that had moved to Michigan years before. Crazy. Can't even describe the first time I walked in that place. Just awesome. (I'm thinking any Cubs fan reading this feels the same about Wrigley)

Anyway, I'm trying to carve out some time to relax, so I don't shoot my heart across the room someday, so I'm hoping I'll have more frequent access to the blogsphere. I hate getting out of the soup for any real time like I have.

Alright. Drop me a line, tell me you love me, and we'll talk soon. yeah?

A fudgepacking backing

I waited as long as I could. A week, now maybe ten days. Not a sound, not a ping, a blip, not a damned peep. Nothing.

Gene Robinson, the Episcopal Bishop of gayland "church", endorsed Mr. HUSSEIN Obama for president of the US. So where, oh fucking where, are all the leftist douchebags screaming about separation if church and state?

Heck, where's the admonishment from The Magic Negro himself? Countless times he's stood up for the removal of all good and holy, but now when a wolf in sheeps clothing wants to use his "church" to back him (Because of, Mr. Robinson explains, his view of "the issues" and his "background", meaning he loves sodomy and baby killing, amongst other blights on society) and all is silent on the leftist front.

Yes, I understand, it was outside the "church" building. Semantics like that would never work if the shoe were on the other foot.

Now, obviously the sodomite king is going to back whomever will give him the best shot at future blaspheme of God's word and access to his live-in boyfriends rectum. I mean, who the hell do you think he really represents? A hint: It's not God.

You've all seen the asshairs at Kos and the other lefty sites screaming about the necessary death to all forms of religion, and yet, not one single peep when a mouthpiece of perversion in vestments backs one of their own.

The silence of the hypocrisy is deafening.

Double spaced paragraphs for the whiny

Damn. I keep wanting to write. Something, anything... but I keep running out of time. Truth be told I have written two other posts yesterday, and Blogger ate them. After two deaths, I give. Three would force me to destroy something.

This immigration nonsense is reaching fever pitch. Good. I hope enough Americans get pissed off enough to scare the living shit out of those asshats in D.C. The more I learn about it, the angrier I get. Free in-state tuition and scholarships for them once they're legalized. So, your son or daughter, or you yourself may end up S.O.L. for money.

And, you know those "fees" they'll have to pay? Well, as the law is written, they actually only pay the first couple hundred bucks, then get on a payment plan with our beloved government. Now, the really cool part is, they ALL qualify immediately for the "earned income tax credit", meaning they get a huge check from the IRS, straight from my friggin wallet, some of which is held to pay those fees. So realistically they pay nothing. You and I do.

How is it I haven't had a heart attack yet? How?

*Sigh*

In other news, my youngest turned 10. Had a great little party for her. Her big gift this year? Her first period, right on her birthday. Is this right? At ten?? Damn, I don't know. Man they get old quick. My oldest turns eighteen in a couple weeks. Done high school... Luckily I stopped aging at 35, so...

Hey, I had some caribou this week! Damn is that good. Like a cross between moose and deer. I have about eight pounds left in my freezer. Better than buffalo, I think. (We have a local farm where I can buy buffalo freshly killed and butchered) I've got to find somewhere where I can get some really exotic meats to try. (Like I tell my kids, you don't know if you'll like it 'til you try)

And, in closing, so long as I'm talking food, I need some rub/marinade recipes. C'mon, give it up. Mama won't mind, and it'll be our secret. 'Specially you Texans.

Of goats and sheep

The bread which you do not use is the bread of the hungry.

The garment hanging in your wardrobe is the garment of him who is naked.

The shoes that you do not wear are the shoes of the one who is barefoot.

The money that you keep locked away is the money of the poor.

The acts of charity that you do not perform are so many injustices that you commit.

-St. Basil the great

Reconstruction and Stabilization Civilian Management Act of 2007

Does that title bother you? It damned well should! See, you, as a civilian, will be "managed".
If you think it sounds ominous, read it. If your kids are in a public school, get them out NOW!
This should bother the hell out of you. I mean, there's a lot there, but focus on that school lockdown thing. What are you going to do? Try hard enough to get in, you'll get arrested, or take one in the brain, your choice. So, with TPTB having your children, you're going to sit down and shut your mouth, and play reeeeaal nice.
Maybe you ought to see what your local school board has to say, hmm?