it’s a matter of taste

Why are there fat kids in America?  You mean, as opposed to Ethiopia?

Why does a noisy shouting angry rap star object to the sentimental teenage murmurings of a country pop star?

What makes all this crap news?  I think it’s the fact that it’s divisive.  Do you want some hefty government figure telling you what to eat?  Can’t you figure out nutrition for yourself?

I ran across some divisive stuff about Thanksgiving.  Really.  Thanksgiving.  Well, that was yesterday, so now we can look forward to some more divisive stuff about Pearl Harbor and Christmas.

I guess, if you don’t agree that our way of life is worth preserving, then you can do something else.  However, I think it’s a good idea to preserve it anyway, just in case you change your mind whenever you grow up.

It’s a lot like Seinfeld, when they invented a holiday called “Festivus,” “for the rest of us.”  Do whatever the fuck.  At some point you will see advantages to the system that’s already in place.

I knew a guy who disconnected himself from the grid and ran a generator for electricity.  He was protesting the high charges from the utility company, and how some girls just couldn’t afford it.  I suppose he made his point.  He doesn’t live in a shack any more.  He’s got a big new house and he pays the utility company.  It’s easier.

I was always connected to the gas company for heat.  I also had a lot of trees, and whenever I’d prune them, I always wondered if I should get a wood-burning stove so I could use all these prunings to make heat.  Maybe 8 years ago I finally had a wood-burning appliance company install this little stove in the kitchen.  It was all rated for the amount of square feet I have and everything.  It’s great.

However, when the T outside falls much below 40F, the little stove can’t produce enough heat to reach across the barn.  That’s when it’s good to be connected to the gas company.  Even though there are disadvantages to dry heat running all day and all night, it’s better than trying to get the same heat out of the little stove in the kitchen.

Good wood.

I don’t mind having so much firewood out there that sometimes it rots before I have a chance to burn it.  I bet I have firewood that’s still good that’s maybe 3 or 4 years old.  It’s kind of a year-round hobby, gathering it, cutting it, stacking it, shuffling it to the back porch and burning it in the stove.  There’s a lot of firewood here.  It’s a renewable resource because it just keeps growing.

But on the days when it’s too warm, or too cold, or when the stove nazis figure there’s too much crap in the air, it’s better to not burn.  I’m not kidding about the stove nazis.

http://www.sparetheair.com/burncheck.cfm

It’s kind of funny that you have to check the website to see if you can burn or not.  If you’re living far enough in the stone age, you might not have electricity or an internet service provider, but they still want you to check the website before you light the fire.  Of course that wouldn’t apply to any of you people.  I think that’s one of the exemptions.  If your house has no other source of heat, you can burn whenever you want.  But I mean, screw that.

So it’s a matter of taste, or choice, or whatever.  But you don’t let them outlaw stuff just because it’s what they think is a better choice, or better taste.  Screw that, too.  It’s America for a reason.

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Danke Schoen

Wayne Newton, if you like.  Or a Fig Newton.  Either way.

Our Father who art in Heaven Hallowed be Thy Name Thy Kingdom come Thy Will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses As we try to forgive those who keep trespassing against us And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil For Thine is the Kingdom and the Power and the Glory for ever.

Father, as you helped David to smite his enemies, so help us to smite ours.

Father, thank you for all the good things I have.  Thank you for my Mummy, and my job which sent me home early today, and this barn I live in, and my 20-year-old pickup truck that rides smooth and heavy like a tank.  Thank you for these two boy kitty cats.  Thank you for my Honey.  Thank you for good coffee, and good wine, and red net bags full of tangerines, and the choice between regular and menthol.  Thank you for the great outdoors.  Thank you for a great mid-term election.  Thank you for the San Diego Chargers.  Thank you for gas and electricity and the renewable resource of firewood.  In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Thou art the cutest thing

that I ever didst see

I really love thy peaches

want to shake thy tree

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there’s no end to this

Everything is frosty out there.

Good for Jennifer Grey.

Would a jihadi Muslim let them touch his junk?

These guys are so creative.

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on acts that precipitate civil disobedience, to say the least

Sometimes, WordPressers, I do this.  If Benjamin Franklin had a blog, he might post this, about Congress:

“They are of the people, and return again to mix with the people, having no more durable preeminence than the different grains of sand in an hourglass. Such an assembly cannot easily become dangerous to liberty. They are the servants of the people, sent together to do the people’s business, and promote the public welfare; their powers must be sufficient, or their duties cannot be performed. They have no profitable appointments, but a mere payment of daily wages, such as are scarcely equivalent to their expences; so that, having no chance for great places, and enormous salaries or pensions, as in some countries, there is no triguing or bribing for elections.” –Benjamin Franklin, letter to George Whatley, 1785

Ponder that stuff while they decide how they’re going to screw us next.

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Once again, North Korea is out of line.  This time it’s a missile strike on an island where people live.  How long is South Korea supposed to tolerate this aggression?

I have no ESPN but it’s reported that Phillip Rivers threw four touchdown passes last night.  Chargers 35 Broncos 14 ahahahahaha.

The outrage over the latest TSA screening process is getting funnier and funnier.  Can I get a female screener?  Are female screeners in big demand?  What do they think of all this?  Do they compare junk?  My own mother 80 who never flies anywhere claims she would strip naked if approached at a TSA checkpoint (this will never happen).

Note from the Future:  my female TSA screener fantasy came true.  I was at the airport, shortly after all this touch my junk, and behold, there are TSA screeners who are sooo hot.  I’m sure she could read what I was thinking… come on, touch my junk.  And she gave me that look… you’re a sick puppy, aren’t you… and waved me through to the x-ray detector booth without a word.  I was so disappointed.  All this time they promised us an intrusive grope, and I got radiated instead.

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People in the foothills are without power as this series of winter storm activity winds down.  Snow is down to 2000 feet or less.  Tonight there is a freeze warning for the valley.  I went out and wrapped my pipes last night.  Most of the pipe insulation is still in place from last winter.  Frozen pipes suxxs.

Everything is going to be just fine.

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the american music awards

Relative to the spectacle of the awards show, this post is lame.  I was hungry and I turned on the TV in time to see Jeopardy.  It just stayed on while I ate, started the fire, cleaned some more obsolete junk off my desk, and cooked up a can of chili.  The effects of all that are still lingering this morning, hence the title of my post. 

I get the AMA.  It’s all new music.  The legends we know are either reclining comfortably on their royalties, putzing around in studios, or incorporating some kind of concert schedule into their retirement years.  None of them appear on the AMA.  Bon Jovi belongs in that group.  Anybody who throws in a lyric about hope and change and then smiles at the camera needs to be investigated and fined by the Federal Election Commission.  They have to be able to find somebody less politically correct than Bon Jovi for the old-fart performance on the AMA. 

I get Rihanna.  I get Taylor Swift.  I get Enrique Iglesias.  There were some good energetic performances.  I was trying to get Katy Perry but I kept looking at what she was wearing, and how she was fitting into it, and I’m wondering if she’s been taking it easy too soon in her career.  It took work to create the initial visual Katy Perry.  Well, as long as she’s happy, I guess that’s what we should say.  Lots of sparks. 

I have to disqualify myself.  I am unable to “get” Justin Bieber.  I get Pink.  I get Christina Aguilera.  I get Usher.  I’m wondering when is a good time to turn this off and go nappy.  What did it for me was Train.  You’d have laughed.  This guy is squeaking out “marry me” and I’m OH GOD this SUCKS and turned it off.  You’re welcome. 

One thing that stuck in my pointy head was that I got Kid Rock.  Not usually.  I wonder if you can go to ABC.com and play back his performance.  It was a very sobering tune about how Detroit is going down the tubes.  It was very inspired.  I don’t have time to pull up a graphic but you know, Detroit has been going down the tubes for years.  It’s times like these that makes us who we are.  Or something. 

This leads into the argument that people are going to want electric green cars.  I’ve seen a few Smart cars on the road.  Good God.  No way.  However, this must be the land of the Toyota Prius.  Maybe I’m just not that evolved.  I peeked at the article about the retro muscle cars, the Camaro, the Mustang, the Challenger.  I can see doing that.  Or maybe something close.  But not a Prius. 

I wonder if you ever watch MI5.  It’s a Brrritish series on PBS, about the potential for radical Islamic terrorism in the UK.  It’s real thinky.  It’s fiction, based in reality, I think.  The Saudis were trying to acquire nuclear power because they saw that in a few years they were going to run out of oil.  Imagine a world where the Saudis have run out of oil. 

What are we going to do about all the suffering in the world?  The AMA is not a cure.  If anything it’s been part of the cause.  But it does serve to remind us that the performing arts is an insulated bubble, maybe to be preserved if we can afford it, I don’t know.  AMA is not necessarily in touch with reality but quite the spectacle none the less.  Apparently disco still exists too, in some form.  After all, the entertainment industry did survive the Great Depression.  Kid Rock.  My goodness.

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on anonymity, animalimity, something

Some people wait until they have enough cool stuff to post.  I just like to write.  I have learned from other peoples’ mistakes in the blogosphere.  I wish never to pay an attorney for anything ever again.

I’ve reached a comfortable plateau.  I could blog about it, but then I’d run the risk that I first learned about from the example of QueenOfSky.  Feel free to Google that.  Ellen is a legend now, still living a life, and working on a screenplay about her experience.  She had some quiet online notoriety for her adventures until some suits decided to fire her over the content of her blog.

That kind of excitement is something I prefer to avoid.  Let’s just say they’re paying me more than they were paying Ellen.  While that event may have catapulted her into a whole other realm where she’s thriving, I am adverse to being catapulted by anything.  I like my stuff right where it is.  Some changes you can’t avoid, but some you can.  And I like pictures.

She lived to be 21.

Some things are harder to refuse than others.

I wish this could be the view from my living room window.

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they touched my junk

Yesterday they emptied the green barrel in front of my house.  This morning they seem to be stranded in the fog.  Garbage truck crashed into the center divide on the rural end of one of our four-lane roads.  There’s a traffic light there, too, so the fog must be pretty thick… or maybe it’s just the driver.

Rangel!  Fixin’ to be found guilty.  I have yet to research this brave American who made a big deal out of the new TSA body search at the airport in San Diego.  My guess is I will go through a TSA checkpoint myself before I get through reading this guy’s blog.  But it’s out there.  I have yet to refer to my nads as “junk,” or say “shout out,” or tell someone to talk to my hand.

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I actually had a good time at the mom’s Sunday.  Leaves are falling off the oaks, but my father’s Hewlett-Packard lawnmower vacuumed them up off the lawn really well.  He sure did buy an electric lawnmower, so I’m out there whipping this extension cord around behind me.

Pruning a palm tree is fun too.  It’s more like sculpting.  I can’t describe it much better than that.  If you’re not careful, the palm tree can scratch you up pretty bad.  A successful pruning, which I did, is one where you do more damage to the tree than it does to you.

It’s all about low stress.  If the mom has clutter, just walk around it.  Saying anything will not make it better.  If you do these things well, you get eggplant parmigiana.  Let her feed the cats.  It’s what makes her happy.

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So I called Xfinity and a hottie named Angelique promised me up to 15 megabits.  I signed up.  You’re not guaranteed 15 megabits.  If nobody else is using the system, you might get 15 megabits.  But 20 bucks is 20 bucks.

The On Demand part works, but if you’re not a Showtime subscriber already, you can’t watch Weeds.  This limits your choices a lot.  I tried watching an episode of The Time Tunnel and an episode of Grey’s Anatomy.  The audio is steady, the video is jerky, and you still get freaking commercials.

However, my anti-virus is fully upgraded to the next version, and so is my sexy browser.  In just minutes.  So that’s good.  I suppose it’s nice to know I can watch anything any time if they have it, unless I’m not subscribed to it already.  But 20 bucks is 20 bucks.

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(sigh) I like this.  I really like this.

I think this is good enough for a desktop. Ashley Tisdale wallpaper. It's hard to stop looking.

She could touch my junk.  I’d shout out.  My junk would talk to her hand.  I’m sure nobody is reading this.

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