Oh, Sure! Do Exactly That!

#3 has been coughing for a couple of days, runny nose, etc., classic symptoms of a cold. Today he didn’t want to eat a dried cherry and it came out of his mouth and went on the table by his plate. Later, the cherry was still on the table when #4 came clambering down from the arm of the couch. I was making sandwiches on the other side of the table and here comes #4. Faster than you can say furious, pop! into his mouth goes the cherry from the mouth of the sick brother.


Great Good Economic News!!!

What a fine mess our Elected Heroes have gotten us into. I repeat (again) that those who want the true picture of what is happening in world’s economic news should read Michael Shedlock’s Global Economic Trend Analysis. But when you look at the real news and the news is bad, it can be depressing to read.

The F-35 stealth fighter airplane . . . ONLY to cost $1.5 Trillion for a few thousand airplanes that are less capable at everything than the several types of war planes they are intended to replace.

USA Gross Domestic Product last quarter: the government is reporting a 2.2% growth rate. Depending on how you look at the numbers, try a true GDP of 0% for Q1 2012.

The Original Legend of Zelda for PC

If you loved Zelda but your NES disappeared sometime between your 10th birthday and today, you will appreciate the fact that some people loved Zelda enough to copy it and make it run on Windows XP. Vista and 7 users may have “issues.” There is a DOS version and you can run a DOS virtual machine on your newer OS if you have to I guess.

You will go install it and I’ll see you in a week when you’ve finished it.

Al Sharpton Goes Home in 3..2..

It was okay for George Zimmerman’s dad to say Zimmerman is Hispanic. You can still rile up the useful idiots at a racist rally against a white hispanic. But now Zimmerman’s mother has said her grandfather was black. This, of course, makes white-hispanic George a BLACK-white-hispanic. Now we have come full circle and this is “only” a black man killing a black man, and THAT my friends is nothing to get excited over.


Because, after all, almost every black man that is killed in America, is killed by another black man . . . and nobody seems to care that inner-city-black culture is broken so badly that this is a non-story. At least, they don’t care enough to take meaningful steps to fix it. Lots of same-old not-working government program money being thrown around, sure, but I don’t remember the last Al Sharpton/Jesse Jackson conference on The Importance Real Fatherhood Instead of Being a Babymakin Hood Rat. But then I’m a white hispanic too, so what do I know about being Black In America? I mean, just looking at what doesn’t work for white folk and seeing it not working for black folk is faulty logic, right?

Or are we all just people after all? Maybe, just maybe, George Zimmerman is an American, and Trayvon Martin was an American, and it doesn’t matter what color you are when your skull is being bounced off the pavement . . . and it doesn’t matter what color you are when your babydaddy is gone with the wind.


We don’t need to have a new American conversation on Race. We need to tell the race pimps to sit down and shut the hell up and everybody else just IGNORE whatever color your neighbor might happen to be. If you want the black-on-black violence epidemic to end, you need the black FAMILY to be fixed. The way to have a culture full of young men who are respectful, peaceable, and generally not out killing each other over bad drug deals is to have a MAN (not just a male, a full MAN) and a woman -a family- rearing children, teaching them the right thing to do. With something like 3/4 of the black babies in America born out of wedlock, this is not happening nearly enough. We have had several generations of American black children lacking the proper guidance and leadership to become good citizens living the peaceful, prosperous (read with a sneer, “white”) lifestyle.

There is no way to fix this – but that should not stop anyone from trying. If an attempt is to be made, we need a few more Bill Cosby types to show the way, and we need them at the highest levels of government, in the schools, and on the street. Big Brothers/Big Sisters is a great thing, but one-at-a-time is too slow to overcome a 3/4 illegitimacy rate and 50% dropout rate. Black culture is very badly broken and I am afraid there are not enough MEN who happen to be both black AND natural leaders who will bear the standard to the youth.

Don’t get too high on your horse there white (and other color) people. Your statistics aren’t looking so great either. You wouldn’t be so happy about your demographics if you didn’t have the absolutely-terrible numbers from the black culture to feel relatively good about.


YAWN not controversial enough, VFD!

I’ll do you one better’n that: the reason American culture is going downhill is that Americans need to have a personal relationship with Jesus. You people need to get to reading, believing, and LIVING what it says in your Bibles. If you don’t, not only will the country continue down the road to calamity, you will have done your part to destroy us. ONLY Christians, living like non-Christians know they should, will help America to become great and good again.

But hey, you only have a couple of small pet sins, so you couldn’t possibly be the reason America is wasted.



One of the guys at work tells a joke that goes like this:

Kung Fu is in Chinese people’s blood. You know what else is in Chinese people’s blood?


My Darling Wife acquired a couple of Subway sandwiches for us for supper. The children (eating spaghetti) were curious and asked what was in the sandwiches. I replied


and then I thought of my friend from work, and sent him a TXT MSG on the phone:

Socialism is in the President’s blood. You know what else is in the President’s blood?


You People Are No Fun At ALL

Somebody submits a story summary to slashdot
Slashdot runs it
People read it

this is where most mass media stops. People enjoy the story and go on blissfully ignorant if the proposed idea is stupid. But sometimes you get some wicked smaht people commenting on slashdot.

People think about it
Then you read comments
and realize the “why didn’t I think of that” idea might be stupid

So if you like a story summary on slashdot . . . don’t read the comments!

Well, I Can Tell You Where I AIN’T!

I was trying to find out for whom to vote in the upcoming primary election, so I hit up the local “we register voters and cars” agency website, and searched for myself. We just re-gerrymandered redrew the district maps in Texas, so I’m in a “new” precinct. I clicked the handy link to find out where is my polling place.

I think there is still a glitch or two in the matrix. Usually our polling place is a nearby elementary school, but the map came up centered on a Chamber of Commerce location. I zoomed out and I didn’t recognize any of the street names. I zoomed out a bit more and realized that my Travis County, Texas polling place is probably not going to be on the outskirts Coffeyville, Kansas.

Yeah, so . . . I’m going to be calling the *local* office tomorrow to figure out WTH is going on here. I’m guessing they didn’t quite get the map code right. Do you think?

Madness at Work

NJ was chewing on a pen (he stopped smoking a while back) and it asploded real good-like. Blue ink all over the mouth like he had blue rabies. He wiped most of the ink off and then Guido started giving him a hard time about the blue that still remained. My ears perked up at the sound of something fun happening and I went to go see what was going on. JM had the same idea as I walked past his work station.

NJ saw me coming and went to hide around the other side of a partition wall. JM was a Marine and he followed orders splendidlywhen I told him to go round the other way and cut NJ off. At this point Guido started laughing even harder and mentioned that NJ now had a golf club in his hand.

Surrounded, NJ came out toward me and I started laughing. I was laughing at the presence of the golf club and he thought I was laughing at the bluerabiesmouth he still had. He probably had cleaned it all off by the time I got off my chair but he didn’t know that. He said . . .

NJ: Is it still there?
VFD: What, the herpes or the blue stuff?

Small company, big fun. NJ went to the bathroom to check himself and came back momentarily, commenting that he was still spitting blue.

And Now It’s Time For A Break Down

Today had kindof a lot of minor failures. The Hot Rod, she was not so happy.

I went to pull out of my neighborhood this morning in front of traffic. First, Second, and instead of third I grabbed fifth gear, with the regular amount of gas I would give third to keep taking off like a batouttahell. Engage the clutch . . . the car did NOT leap forward and the engine speed barely dropped at ALL. For a second or two until I got it out of fifth and into third. A few moments later, the smell of burning clutch came through the A/C vents. Well, it kept driving so . . .

Going down the highway, I had a bass-heavy piece of “music” on the ray-dee-oh. And by bass-heavy, I mean something broke on the rear decklid and it started buzzing like a legit rattle-trap.

After work, I unlocked my door like always. UNlike always, the follow-me door locks on the rest of the doors didn’t unlock. I figured I might have just left her unlocked all day. No big deal, sit down, press clutch, insert key, turn key . . . nothing. Not even so much as a click. Turn off running lights. Obtain jump from another guy in the parking lot.

Thank God the car runs, but I guess you have to treat em right.

News Is No News

In the center of the screen: a house of cards. It looks quite sturdy, and your video has been playing for quite a while now. But it is a video from a high-speed camera. The left side of the screen shows a fan spinning. Coming slowly toward the house of cards, we see a dust cloud. We can know well in advance that the house of cards is doomed beyond any hope of saving. But the house of cards is still standing. Nevermind we have a communist in the white house and from the chief dog walker to the chief executive the leadership of the entire WORLD is broken. The whole shebang is going to fall down, but . . .

we can see it all coming but the house still stands, so why bother reporting anything? Sometimes the bad news here-comes-the-freight-train headline roll is so great that it blunts the senses. Sure, go to the NORML rally next week downtown, but what will it change?

I dunno. Maybe I need more coffee. Oh well, at least Company Owner #1 is happy because I fixed his radio. The kids are healthy, so what else do you want as we wait for the cards to blow down?