First off, I forgive all of you that knew this was being released on DVD today but didn’t tell me. It’s all water under the bridge.
Secondly, this is one of the few times that I ever actually put my foot down in my house. We will be getting this tonight (if I can find it in Santa Fe). We will be watching it as a family. Oh yes, this will be done.
I’ve been waiting for this film to be released on DVD since I first got a DVD player. Imagine my surprise when I saw it pop up on IMDB as being released today. Oh yes, we’re getting it.
This is one of the best films ever made. What am I talking about?
Martha rocks. You should go read her stuff. Anyhow, here’s part of her latest:
there was a pretty bad car accident at the corner of (where my restaurant is) early this morning and a car went careening into the front of our restaurant. as a result, the code enforcement officer told jim we would need to shore up the structure before we can reopen for business for the safety and comfort of our customers and we would probably be closed “for a couple of days.”
There is no industry with lower profit margins and more sweat and tears than the restaurant industry. Someone could /give/ me a restaurant and I’d say, “No thanks, I’m good. I mean, I can always fall back on donating blood if things get tight.”
Before I got married, I was over in Gloucester Township. While standing at the counter of the 7-11 off Chews Landing Road(?) the woman pulling into a parking space out front jammed her foot on the gas instead of the breaks. She wound up rocketing through the front of the store and took out the counter. I was maybe three feet away.
The cashier was agile for a big girl, and vaulted out of the way of the Soccer Mom O’Doom as her SUV of Destruction plowed on through.
Later on, my brother asked me if I heard about the car accident at the 7-11.
“Yeah, I was at the counter when it happened.”
“Dude! How do you feel?”
“Angry.”
“Ok, you’re feeling angry because you could have been killed, right?”
“Uhh, no. I got myself a Big Gulp, hot dog and some nachos. I just paid the cashier when that car came in. She took out the whole area. Now I’ve got no Big Gulp; I’ve got no hot dog; and I’ve got no nachos. When the cops got there, they wouldn’t let me crawl under the car to get my ten dollars back either.”
“Did you load up on the chili and the jalapeno peppers?”
Richardson charged that many bloggers are paid “indirectly� by political organizations. “On both sides,� he said, “But I think the preponderance is on the right.�
Ok, where’s my money? Who took my money? I’m serious now, I haven’t received my check from the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy in…well…I’ve never received any money. Now that I find out that “many” of us are paid indirectly, I’m a little ticked off. Personally, I’m blaming either Steve Terrell or Beth. Either the Conspiracy’s New Mexico branch over at the state is giving Steve my money and asking him to walk it over for me, OR My Vast Right Wing Conspiracy writes the checks for the Right Wing Conspiracy, and Beth has decided I don’t do enough politics to get paid for here. Curse you, Beth!
Is it me, or did Gov. Richardson just kick off his campaign for President? I mean, isn’t citing the evil conservative presence on the internet, and then using a throw-away statement like, “they’re in it for the money, unlike our noble and high minded liberal blogging allies” right out of the potential nominee playbook?
On the other hand, maybe the governor just got tongue tied. What I really think he wanted to say was:
“Many state treasurers are paid “directly” by private investment consultants.”
A few weeks ago I posted a quick reference to “C’thulu“. I know that struck a few people as weird, but I had a reason for it. Since I’m a swell guy, I figure I’ll give you all that reason now.
I was talking with my wife in the car one day.
“You know, I finally read “The Call of C’thulu” online last night, and I really don’t see what all the fuss is about. I think the whole fixation is overblown.
Then it hit me: C’thulu is only a cultural icon to some hard core dorks.
“I’ve got an idea. I’m going to create “dork flypaper”. Watch!”
So then I posted what I posted to see how many dorks would come out of the woodwork and reply. My wife said to me, “So, who do you think will take the bait, besides T. and Dale Price?”
But yet, Dale eluded me on this one. I know he was around. I know he was sniffing the trap; I could see him return over and over to the post with my tracking software. But he just didn’t bite.
Oh well. For myself, I don’t think it’s something I’ll be doing again. In fact, I’ve given my Daleks orders to “Exterminate! Exterminate!” if I even think of trying to catch people up like that again.
The United States had posted a $5 million reward for Mursi’s capture. He is described by authorities as the man who ran al Qaeda’s infamous Derunta training camp in Afghanistan, where he used dogs and other animals as subjects for experiments with poison and chemicals. His explosives training manual is still regarded as the bible for al Qaeda terrorists around the world.
My question, shouldn’t that be “the Koran for al Qaeda terrorists around the world”? And no, I don’t want comments on how that should be “Quran” or “Quaran” or “Q’aran” or “Zippy”. Do you know why? I’m tired of it! I’m tired of the constant search for more “authentic” ways of transliterating words from other cultures. Didn’t everyone get sick of this stuff when we were dealing with Col. Qaddafi, or “Jim-bob” as some claim it should be spelled?
How do you people play Scrabble? That is…do you people play at all, or are you boycotting the game because foreign words are illegal? I think I’ll try this the next time I play.
Cool. “Shish-Kebab”, that’ll be…..97 points for me.
Dude! You put down X H U I S Z Q I V B E H K B. That doesn’t spell anything.
It’s “shish-kebab” like, that food you barbecue on sticks in Arabia. That’s a total word.
Umm…I think that starts with an S and an H.
Oh yeah? *flips board* well SCREW YOU you imperialistic, ethno-centric Caucasian neo-slaver! You’re not oppressing the scriptic aspirations of indigenous peoples as they seek an authentic, affirming future when I play Scrabble! Now give me my 97 points or I’m lighting the fuse on my shoe!
After that, I’ll just start tossing down random tiles on random squares and dare anyone to challenge me. Then I’ll laugh when people refuse to make eye contact with me, out of fear of provoking me. This is exactly how that trouble started in France, you know.
Boy, what would us po’ ol New Mexico Republicans do without Joe Monahan? I mean, not only is he the biggest political blogger in New Mexico, he also cares enough about us to offer his help. In this instance, he’s offering us some rock solid, surefire way to vault into control in New Mexico. We need to address the pitiful state of education like Democrats. Thanks Joe!
Monahan gives us the gist of ex-Governor Gary Carruther’s thoughts on the state of education:
In a bold, blunt assessment, the dean of the New Mexico State University College of Business dares to say what the politicos can’t or won’t–our state’s deep-seated education problems are race-based. The Anglos around here do pretty well, thank you. But widespread pockets of poor performance among Hispanics and Native Americans, not Anglos, is what keeps our state at or near the bottom of the important quality of life rankings.
Now, what do affluent white New Mexicans tend to have greater access to than poorer Hispanic and Indian New Mexicans? Hmm…let me think. Could it be…private schools? Got it! Maybe if we can reduce government interference and get Hispanic and Indian kids into private schools in greater numbers, their test scores will improve. A good way to do that would be to cut taxes so more folks could afford to send their kids to private schools, right?
Oh, oops.
Tax cuts and biz incentives are not going to solve the educational issues Carruthers cites as the root of the problem. It’s going to take a commitment to government.
So if I want my kids (and other kids) to get a better education, I don’t need to push for strong families and increased accessability for disadvantaged kids to attend better schools; I need to make a commitment to government. Gosh, I’m glad Joe is here to help me with that sort of thing. That’s why he /is/ the biggest political blogger in New Mexico.
I’m going to remember that in the future.
Uxor: Tom (she still won’t call me “Tommissar”), Primus needs help with his reading. Can you put down that beer and turn off the TV for a minute to help him with it?
Tommissar:*Ear splitting belch* Shut yer piehole, woman. I don’t need to help Primus with his schoolwork. What I need to do is make a commitment to government. I’ve done my part already. Don’t look at me like that, Joe Monahan says so and he /is/ the biggest political blogger in New Mexico. You gonna disagree with him? Gah! You made me miss that goal the Flyers scored.
But wait, Joe continues. Since he /is/ the biggest political blogger in New Mexico, maybe he doesn’t just rehash liberal boilerplate and attempt to fool Republicans into partaking.
Hispanics and Native Americans have stuck with the Ds through thick and thin, but now with record surpluses available, the R’s have a chance to broaden their appeal by following Carruthers and dealing with reality. If NM is to get out of the cellar, programs and policies need to be crafted that directly impact the particular woes of Hispanic and Indian New Mexico. Couldn’t a middle-of-the-road GOP do that and not alienate its Anglo base? Why not? Could they do it in a fiscally responsible fashion? That’s their calling card, isn’t it?
Oh, oops. My bad. Joe thinks that Republicans should start throwing money around like me at Best Buy because there are surpluses. That’s what the other side calls “fiscally responsible”. I think I’ll try that one too!
Tommissar: Honey, guesst what? I could a huge bonus at work today!
Uxor: You did? That’s wonderful! How big is it, how much will we be able to add toour savings account?
Tommissar: Nothing! I went out and got a case of Guinness, Battlefield 2, and a new video card.
Uxor: Are you nuts? We want to buy a house! How could you just throw away money like that?
Tommissar: Look, I don’t know where you get your weird ideas, but I was fiscally responsible! This was surplus money, after all. When you blow surplus money, that’s the essence of fiscal responsibility. After all, that’s what Joe Monahan says and he /is/ the biggest political blogger in New Mexico. Don’t tell me you think you know better than he does. Good! Now, fix me some dinner.
Finally, before I get comments about how I’m jealous or anything…it’s true, Joe Monahan is the biggest political blogger in New Mexico. However, I /am/ the biggest blogger in New Mexico. If this were prison, I’d have my own personal corner of the yard and Joe would be running to fetch me cigarettes.
The Eurotrash OnlineIndependent Online covers the upcoming execution of Clarence Ray Allen
With Allen legally blind, hard of hearing, confined to a wheelchair by the debilitating effects of diabetes, and barely able to speak above a whisper, his judicial killing is being denounced as an affront to human dignity.
So, the international community is up in arms that an old, feeble man is about to be put to death. After all, it’s an “affront to human dignity“. Let’s be clear on this, however, this old feeble man had four people killed, three of them after he was in jail.
There is little doubt about Allen’s guilt. He organised robberies under the guise of a security company he ran in Central Valley in the 1970s, then arranged the murder of four people who snitched to the authorities. The last three murders were ordered after he was behind bars.
The General Medical Council (GMC) succeeded yesterday in its bid to overturn an earlier High Court judgment that a terminally ill man had the right to insist on artificial nutrition and hydration, even if his doctors were convinced that the process was futile.
How very Europe of you. The question is, if my man in the hospital would have pulled a shiv and gutted one of his doctors, would that have required him to be fed? Do old people in Europe have to bust a cap in someone’s grill not to be put down like Old Yeller? Clarence Ray Allen would have been offed at least ten years ago in the Netherlands. He more than fits the bill for pruning over there.
At least in the US we execute people for being murderers, not for just being old.
My Polish great-grandfather’s name was Caspar Duch. Apparently, most members of the Duch family were taciturn by nature, except for Caspar. Caspar, it appears, was an outgoing and gregarious man. From how I’m told it, he was known by most as “the friendly one” or “the friendly Duch”.
Oh, and Duch? That’s Polish for “spirit” or “ghost”.
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