Thursday, January 30, 2014

It's Green.....

Kind of an inside joke but some of you will enjoy the last video....







Or.....?


Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Monday, January 27, 2014

I call bull-crap and over-compensation

Via Firehand:  A woman tries to denigrate someone else's life choice under the guise of feminism.  I call it thought-police, groupthink, and utter bullshit.  Notwithstanding economic circumstances, the social 'rule' for women has been to seek employment outside of the home for the last 20 years or so.  If you don't adhere to that so-called 'freedom' then you are, apparently, a traitor to the sisterhood as well as an affront to their 'elevated' sensibilities.

For someone to state, unashamedly, that they look down on ANYONE, is the pinnacle of hubris.  I find that attitude to be utterly contemptible.  I'm not going to try to refute Hubris-Girl's premise with facts.  I will, however, take some time regarding the 'importance' of certain acts vs. another.  She feels that being an engineer is more important than doing laundry. 

I'd say that's a matter of perspective.  If your only litmus of self-worth is to judge yourself and your life by the approbation of others or by the number of zeros on your annual salary--if you have nothing else that gives meaning or security within your own being, then maybe so.  If you are secure in yourself, then not-so-much.

This type of attitude brings to mind an experience I had a few years ago.  I was standing in line to see Thich Naht Hahn, a somewhat famous Vietnamese Buddhist monk.  He is a Zen master and teaches mindfulness--being in the moment and doing whatever it is, be it doing dishes, walking, running, with all of your mind focused on that task.  He is well-known as a peace advocate as well. 

The venue was first-come, open seating.  And a woman tried to elbow me in the face to get in front of me in line.  Avoiding her flailing arm, I simply bowed out of her way and stated for the world at large, that obviously she needed the experience of seeing this man much more than I did.  Pretty sure the irony was lost.

In any case, these two women are probably soul-sisters.  Seeking outwards, rather than inwards, finding their only power is in ridicule and aggression.  Both are equally sad, both will find that, in the end, they are empty.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

I'm sure the jokes wil run fast and furious....

The Captain and Tennille are getting divorced after 39 years of marriage.  Toni is 73, Darryl is 71.  Their music was a backdrop of my teen years and I'm sorry to hear that their hopeful lyrics didn't pan out for them. 




Monday, January 20, 2014

And that's the way the press is taking it....

Obama did an 'interview' with New Yorker magazine.  What does the Chicago CBS, CNN, and the rest of the state-run press take away from it?  "Pot is bad, m'kay, but not that bad'. 

Nothing about the fact that Obama is following up Oprah's contention that people don't like him because he's black. 

Nothing about calling Al Qaeda in Benghazi the Junior Varsity team. 

Nothing about pulling Trayvon Martin out of his grave again to say that he wouldn't let him play professional football (if he was alive, presumably).

No, they are reporting about President Choom Gang's thoughts about pot.  Not even that DESPITE how he feels about pot, that the federal government has double-downed on federal drug law enforcement spending, errr, enforcement.

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain....  the Emperor has no clothes except for the cloak that the press is providing.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Embarrassed for my gender....

From Murphy's Law, a woman who finds an AR-15 unloaded in its case that was inadvertently left behind in a rental car.  I can't believe this stupid bint and the hysterical verbiage she uses: 

“We got out of the car, we were kind of freaked out,” Judith Fleissig recalls of the moment this month when she and her daughter found the weapon. “I didn’t want to touch it.”
Thinking they would just call the owner, they searched for an ID, but there was none, she said. Her daughter unzipped the bag and said, “‘Oh my God, it’s a gun.’ I said, ‘I think I’m going to throw up,’” Fleissig said.

This type of verbiage does not seem to be limited.  From an MIT biologist during the Larry Summers/women in the sciences brouhaha:

 MIT biologist Nancy Hopkins ’64 said she felt physically ill as a result of listening to Summers’ speech at a National Bureau of Economic Research (NBER) luncheon, and she left the conference room half-way through the president’s remarks.

I must have missed the class, or maybe it's only taught in Women's Studies, (the most useless department in any college or university right after the colleges of 'education'), but I don't generally go around getting the vapors or feeling physically ill if someone says something I don't like.  I get angry, I get hurt, I wish dysentery on them or for the person in question to spontaneously combust, but this other type of reaction is foreign to me. 

Maybe it's correlative to the idea that a woman should throw up on a potential attacker, as was suggested by the University of Colorado a few years ago.....

Monday, January 13, 2014

For your listening pleasure: Robert Anderson

Mr Anderson used to play regularly at the Knoxville, TN Borders on Friday nights.  He's a master of finger style guitar:


Sunday, January 12, 2014

Still think this should be an Olympic Sport--Pole Dancing

Tell me how these two sports differ in rigor and athleticism.  Pole dancing music and clothes are much cooler and the routines are a LOT longer and the women look like women instead of little girls.  Drawback, male pole dancers tend to look like women and little girls. YMMV.

Male Pole Dance Winner  2013, Derick Pierson:




Horizontal Bar Winner 2012 Olympics, Epke Zonderland:





Female Pole Dance Winner 2013, Natasha Wang:



Uneven Bars Winner 2012 Olympics, Aliya Mustafina:




Saturday, January 11, 2014

Overheard this week....

In Colorado, only the One Percenters can afford weed.

Willie Nelson was not available for additional comment.

 

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Knife talk...

We went to a small gun and knife show on Saturday, before the start of Coldmaggedon.  While there wasn't a whole lot to see, there was a table with knives so I naturally gravitated to that space.  The guys were pretty nice but kind of started out on the wrong foot by waving a set of kitchen knives at me.  They were Ethan Becker, but hey, I don't do the cooking and told them so.

Once we got that bit of idiocy out of the way, the serious conversation began--I'm not a knife expert but I'm starting to be able to hold my own.....   Nice Strider you've got there.  Ah, I already have the Boker AK automatic.  Hey TOPS over here?  Are those Shadow Tech blades?  The guys at this point are staring at me somewhat dumbfounded as they showed me their Fiddleback Forge offerings. 

One of the guys offered to take me to dinner and I'm pretty sure he proposed after I mentioned that my EDC was a Benchmade Emissary but that my backup was an ESEE Izula II fixed blade and I've ordered a Hogue EX04 basically because it's an Elishewitz design but there's no way I can afford a custom Elishewitz and that one handed close is important to me so that's why I like button or axis-lock (or axis lock clones) vs liner or frame locks.

Mr B came up after about 30 minutes of serious blade talking and was told that he'd 'made a good choice in a woman'.  It was a lot of fun and I'm hoping I got to teach them a bit of a lesson about books and covers...

What to do on a snow day....

...when your honey is at work?  Well, unfortunately for me, I can log into work (when the system is functioning properly) so I can get some small things done. 

But after that (or between logging on times)??

I called my best friend from college and we talked about birds at our respective feeders, complete with bird books opened on either side of the line.   I did get out and put out food for the birds, but it was so cold, I didn't take a lot of time for it.

I contemplated baking, but although I aspire to Brigidicity, the baking muse was not with me and I cannot write the way she does.

Painting??  Needs to be done, but nah.

Watching schlock television and keeping the wood stove going?  Bingo.

An okay day as it goes.  Back to the mines today.


Monday, January 6, 2014

Talk about feeling helpless....

Mr Bs work takes him on the roads when everyone else is told to stay home.  So in the middle of Snowmaggedon, off he went--in a very capable vehicle with a full tank of fuel and extra in the back.

Got within 3 miles of the goal and there he stayed for 14 hours.  Semi jackknifed across the road blocking both lanes of a state highway, no way back.  Fortunately we'd planned for him to be out for a few days so he had plenty of food and drink, fuel, changes of clothing, etc.

Since he was out on a secondary road, albeit a state highway, I made sure that he and the others trapped with him stayed on the radar of the state and local crews without being 'hysterical chick', making unreasonable demands, or just otherwise making their day worse than it was--checking in every four-six hours for status updates.  I found some local EMS folks and put them in touch with Mr B so he could give them updates and then stepped back to let them work.  He was checking on the folks around him to make sure no one was in distress and relaying that information forward.

Kudos points to the medium sized town close to us for their EMS efforts and their cooperation with both the state and with people with capable vehicles like Mr Bs (usually he'd be the one out there doing rescues).  The county folks can kiss my ass for absolutely refusing to cooperate with the state to hit the secondary highways (but, but, but it's a STATE road....--yeah with people trapped on it and temperatures dropping you jag-off p**sies*) while the state was occupied with the interstates and expressways and for also pulling back their trucks while there was work to be done.

I'm okee dokee.  Work called it so that I don't have to go anywhere.  There will be baking later for both the heat into the house and just for comfort.

*ETA, I didnt actually call the county guys jag-off p*$$ies.  That's my frustration, which I did not vent on them.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

I heard what they did there....

Listening to the commercials from Illinoisistan.  The latest is putting 'unbuckled' drivers in the same sentence as 'drunk' drivers.  Interesting segue and apparently has been building since Thanksgiving.  Creeping enforcement for sure.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Happy New Year!

Slept in, fed the birds, moved some snow.  Fire in the woodstove more than ample for the heating needs of the house.  Cats snoozing.  Watching what I had forgotten is probably the most good hearted movie, evah...  Galaxy Quest.  All I need is Mr B to get home from work and everything will be good.

 Something to keep in mind for the coming year.....