Eye Of The Tyger

This Is Reminescent Of A Scene From MacBeth

The current political stage is being set as a scene, nay, a chapter from Macbeth.

The inevitable democrat nominee, Prince Ibrahim Barak Hussein al-Obama (Peace be upon him), is strutting on the national stage, awash in rose petals thrown by his admiring, no...make that fawning group of eunuchs and swooshing fags of the national press.

I doubt seriously that The Prince (PBUH) will deign to anoint the fair damsel Hillary as his second (can you IMAGINE the denigration (watch it...no pun intended) of Hill and Bill to be forced to play second and third fiddle...or would it be third and fourth fiddle to Hussein (Peace be upon him) and Michelle (Peace be upon her).  This would, at the least be entertaining.

Also, imagine the drama, as Hillary contrives to get Ibrahim Hussein (PBUH) out to Fort Marcy Park?

"....***Ring!, Oh hello, your excellency.  How would you like to join me out at Fort Marcy Park for a bit of target practice?"  "No, don't bother to bring a gun, we know you don't own one...but this will be instructional as well as practicing..."

My true suspicion is that Hill and Bill will turn down the second and third (third and fourth) banana spots and do their level best to ensure Ibrahim Barack Hussein Al-Obama's (PBUH) ignominious defeat in November, thereby setting the Hill up for her ultimate power grab in 2012.

Now, one further word of warning:  If you own guns of any shape, size, or description, SELL them as soon as possible.  Regardless of which democrat comes to power, they will, as a first step, seize all guns.  The only gun that I am retaining is a pump .22 caliber Rossi....In NO WAY Assault Rife, in NO WAY automatic.  All the others are long gone.  Take a lesson from Canada, where all guns are outlawed.

Oh, by way of total disclosure...I DO have a .177 caliber air rifle and air pistol that I use to harass squirrels, who steal seed from my bird feeders.

But knowing the democrats, they will take them as well, so that only criminals (Peace be upon them) will remain with firearms.

Dem Rivals Call for Pull Out Now, Long Occupation

Scott Ott is one of my favorites...I stole his latest shamelessly, lest some of my readers miss it. Everyone should visit his site at www.scrappleface.com to make me feel less guilty.

The reason this is important is that many blogsters live and breathe and get paid by visits.

by Scott Ott · 26 Comments

(2007-09-29) — The leading Democrat presidential candidates joined forces this week to immediately call for the eventual pull out of U.S. forces from Iraq on a time line that could have all of the troops home as early as the end of the second term of the president who succeeds the next one.

“We cannot let one more brave American patriot die while refereeing a meaningless foreign civil war,” said Sen. Hillary Clinton, D-NY. “As I’ve said before, if George Bush won’t bring the troops home now, when I’m president, I will. Of course, by then ‘now’ will have passed and what ‘now’ will mean then is hard to tell now. It depends on what the meaning of ‘now’ is.”

Sen. Barack Obama said, “This war never should have started, that’s why I voted against it in the first place. Now that it’s under way, I have called for the president to bring the troops home. However, it would be irresponsible of me to say whether, as president, I would bring the troops home before 2012, because things look different when one is commander in chief. At this time, as a senator running for president, I think it’s irresponsible for Bush to leave the troops in Iraq, but that could change the day I take office by virtue of the office I take and through no fault of my own.”

Former Sen. John Edwards apologized again for voting in favor of the war, but added that he’ll “never, never, never apologize” for calling for a troop pullout today.

“What seems like the right thing to do now, is the right the thing to do,” said Mr. Edwards, “I know that I’m not wrong about this like I was wrong about voting for the war. So, I’m confident that this president should bring our troops home now. However, I cannot make commitments on behalf of a future commander in chief who might turn out to be me.”

In a joint news release, the three Democrat rivals said, “We know the troops can’t come home now, or anytime in the near future, but that doesn’t mean we should stop calling on the president to do that which none of us would do if we were sitting in his chair right now.”

KC's Wisdom

Don't let people drive you crazy
when you know it's well within walking distance.
                                - KC

Aphorisms

I like aphorisms...these by Stephen Wright are among my favorites.

Yes, I know they've been around for a while, but I still enjoy reading them and thinking thereon.

"When I woke up this morning, someone had stolen all my stuff, and replaced them with exact duplicates.

I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize.

Borrow money from pessimists - they don't expect it back.

Half the people you know are below average.

99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name.

42.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot.

A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.

All those who believe in psychokinesis, raise my hand.

The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese. (Think about it some more.)

I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.

OK, so what's the speed of dark?

How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink?

If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.

Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.

When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.

Hard work pays off in the future, laziness pays off now.

I intend to live forever - so far, so good.

If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

My mechanic told me, "I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder."

Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.

A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.

Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

The hardness of the butter is proportional to the softness of the bread.

To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.

The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.

The sooner you fall behind, the more time you'll have to catch up.

The colder the x-ray table, the more of your body is required to be on it.

Everyone has a photographic memory, some just don't have film."

Further On National Championships

Mea Culpa.

I confess that one of my manifold and egregious sins of commission was the posting of the bit on NC's which was the playful firing of a salute cannon over the bow of my learned and highly esteemed colleague, SCP.

Like Delta Dawn (..what's that flower you got on, is it a faded rose from days gone by?) Bama fans of all degrees rise to that sort of bait like a catfish to a stinking chicken liver.  For those of you of the yankee persuasion, that's not bad, nor in any way intended to insult.  Putting it more delicately, it's like a yankee finding himself before the hors d'oeuvre table at a cocktail party with a serving platter and a flat-bottom shovel in hand.

Today, I received a blast from a dear friend and one of my favorite people, MeanJean of the blue laser death ray machine.  Jean is a drop dead georgeous and supremely competent physicist who had the misfortune to also attend the Tuscaloosa college called Alabama.  The 'blue laser death ray' references the glare from those blue eyes when irritated.  That blue laser will penetrate 6 inches of carbon steel at 10 yards.

MeanJean accused me of being a "bitter" Auburnite, and pointed out that when the AP grants the title of National Championship, that's IT.  None of that other "cr*p" means anything.  Now, none of this is important enough for me to go back and reread the post that I put in the blog, but if memory serves me correctly, the number granted or agreed to by the Associated Press is a tad under 12...more like 5 or 6...You count, and you decide.

"Bitter"?  The sweetness of spanking a cross state rival 5 times out of the past 5 tries overcomes any bitterness that could possibly survive, certainly during this past decade.  I really hope they are able to hire a competent coach, and wish them well in the future.  They were without question the dominating force in the SEC in years past.

"...and did I hear you say, he's (Nick Saban) a-meetin' you here today, to take you to that mansion (NC) in the sky?"

In Praise of Hog Jowl Bacon

There may be a few of you who are as long in the tooth as I, and who can remember fondly how pork chops used to taste before the fat Nazis stormed to power.

I used to relish that strip of fat around the chop which, when fried to a golden crisp, was a treat as delectable as could be found.  It seems that the tastiest portion of any food is also the fattest...that's why it tastes good.

The fat 'brown shirts' have also found, but not yet criminalized the skin of fried chicken...although they can be observed at KFC or the neighborhood deli fastidiously pulling the delicious treat off and fussily pushing it to one edge of their plate, lest it contaminate their brussel sprouts with *ugh* flavor.

In devouring a crackley bit of fried chicken skin, I dream wistfully of schmaltz.  While I have never enjoyed schmaltz personally, I understand it's a Jewish ethnic delicacy.  The fat is rendered from poultry, and used to fry things, like potato chips, etc.  My imagination swoons at the thought.

One last vestige of these heavenly foods is hog jowl bacon.  Here in the South, one can find small local supermarkets where back among the fresh pork items can be found hog jowl sliced in the manner of bacon...well, almost.

The skin is left on (to be sliced off prior to cooking) but the bacon is usually in strips about 2 1/4 inches wide, and they're sliced about 3/16" thick.  When lovingly fried until crisp, it is the best bacon that mere mortal as ever laid tongue to, with a salty-sweet taste that lays other more expensive bacons in the shade, so to speak.

I shudder to think what will inevitably happen when the food Nazis discover this delicacy, so I'm buying and consuming it as fast as I can.

Beer Power

Shamelessly stolen from Dan Collins in Protein Wisdom

Retirement Guide

This was sent to me by my ole buddy, Vernon Byrd.  I think I've seen it before, but it's funny enough (and true enough) to share again:

"Here's a "Where To Live After Retirement" guide:

You can Live in the Deep South where ...

1. You can rent a movie and buy bait in the same store.
2. "Y'all" is singular and "all y'all" is plural.
3. "He needed killin' " is a valid defense.
4 . Everyone has two first names: Billy Bob, Jimmy Bob, Mary Sue, Betty Jean, Mary Beth, etc.

You can live in Phoenix where ...

1. You are willing to park three blocks away because you found shade.
2. You've experienced condensation on your butt from the hot water in the toilet bowl.
3. You can drive for four hours in one direction and never leave town.
4. You have more than 100 recipes for Mexican food.
5. You know that "dry heat" is comparable to what hits you in the face when you open your oven.
6. The four seasons are: tolerable, hot, really hot, and ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!!

You can Live in California where ...

1. You make more than $250,000 and you still can't afford to buy a house.
2. The fastest part of your commute is going down your driveway.
3. You know how to eat an artichoke.
4. You drive your rented Mercedes to your neighborhood block party.
5. When someone asks you how far something is, you tell them how long it will take to get there rather than how many miles away it is.

You can Live in New York where ...

1. You say "the city" and expect everyone to know you mean Manhattan.
2. You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus Circle to Battery Park, but can't find Wisconsin on a map.
3. You think Central Park is "nature."
4. You believe that being able to speak at people in their own language makes you multi-lingual.
5. You've worn out a car horn.
6. You think eye contact is an act of aggression.

You can Live in Maine where ...

1. You only have four spices: salt, pepper, ketchup and Tabasco.
2. Halloween costumes fit over parkas.
3. You have more than one recipe for moose.
4. Sexy lingerie is anything flannel with less than eight buttons.
5. The four seasons are: winter, still winter, almost winter and construction.

You can live in Colorado where...

1. You carry your $3,000 mountain bike atop your $500 car.
2. You tell your husband to pick up Granola on his way home and he stops at the day-care center.
3. A pass does not involve a football or dating.
4. The top of your head is bald, but you still have a pony tail.

You can live in the Midwest where...

1. You've never met any celebrities, but the mayor knows your name.
2. Your idea of a traffic jam is 10 cars waiting to pass a tractor.
3. You have had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" on the same day.
4. You end sentences with a preposition: "Where's my coat at?"
5. When asked how your trip was to any exotic place, you say, "It was different!"

And you can live in Florida where ...

1. You eat dinner at 3:15 in the afternoon.
2. All purchases include a coupon of some kind.
3. Everyone can recommend an excellent dermatologist.
4. Road construction never ends anywhere in the state.
5. Cars in front of you often are driven by headless people.
6. The four seasons are: tolerable, hot, really hot and snowbirds.

You  can live on the Oregon coast....

1.  Where three year olds know the difference between a Coho and a King Salmon

2. Where when the temperature hits 70 the natives are gasping for breath and think they are going to have heat stroke.

3.  Seagull poop on you head or shoulders is no big thing.

4.   Winter winds at 80 mph are considered a pretty breezy day.

5. There are more absentee owners of homes than full time residents."

Summertime in Tuscaloosa

Nothing like a real BAMA fishing boat!