• Dogs,  Title Insurance

    Irrefutable, indisputable fact is, it happens

    I was hoping to get a weekly feature going, like Title Tuesday, but there just isn’t enough good stuff to make it work.  Never got an answer if that ABA was bouncing lots of or just a couple of commission and disbursement checks.  Bad form either way.  Got this link over at Title Talk.  That’s going to leave a mark.  Oops!  It already did.  Here’s a guy I’d like to see get a suite with Madoff.  Him and the Sandlers.  I’d like to see them making license plates for about 150 years.  I’ve got a good title story brewing, but I’m superstitious so I can’t tell it until the deal…

  • Powerlifting,  Wine of the Day

    How long have I been drifting alone through the night?

    ***No rubber chickens were harmed. All depictions were monitored by the American Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Rubber Chickens. Lizards didn’t fare as well*** As most of you know, I headed out on Friday to the Land of the Padres. They were out of town stinking up the field in Arlington, so I was not enticed to go watch that train wreck. The BMW is in the shop getting the hood repainted after a very unfortunate incident involving some piece of crap flying off of one of those flat beds full of construction debris. So I took a rental car provided for by my insurance company down there. That…

  • Boycott Foley Family Wines,  Rant,  Stuck on Stupid,  Title Insurance

    Lucky to be coming home again

    The luckiest man in America this morning. He’s still not a Democrat, but I didn’t see a moment of coverage yesterday on a guy who should have been bent over a barrel by the media. The second luckiest guy in America is Ryan O’Neal and that I can get behind. On probably the worst or one of the worst days of his life, he got handed a get out of jail free card. The white hot glare of the media got distracted by the death of the King of Pop and good Lord willing, he’ll be able to grieve the loss of the love of his life in peace. I…

  • Cycling,  Stuck on Stupid

    Out from the barrio you hear my rhythm from your radio

    All 19 mind numbing minutes. Now it’s coming out that this Republican Governor who made a big deal out of refusing TARP money, only to be over ruled by his State Legislature (because it was such an ignorant grandstanding idea in the first place) has been flying to Argentina on the South Carolina taxpayer’s dime to see his little Coochi Coochi Coo. And The State had the emails since last December? WTF? “attempts to verify the e-mails — from an anonymous source — were fruitless, until Wednesday”. Wow, there’s some crack journalism. Or some journalists on crack. A ferret could have verified those in six months. Or maybe they were…

  • Bush is a Moron,  Rant

    Couple modern day Moses, searchin’ for the promised land

    Some days just aren’t even fair. It’s like shooting fish in a barrel. When someone tosses up one of those big fat hanging curve balls that looks like a big ol’ meat pie, do you let it go by or do you drive it out of the park? McCovey Cove here we come. [youtube gg5XVJUeBdI] Appalachian, Argentina, tomato tomatoe. Honest mistake. They both start with an “A”. Come on now, the guy is from South Carolina, easy to mess those up. Backpacking, Buenos Aires, both start with a “B” and they’re big words for a backwoods boy to remember. Here’s another big word. Concubine. Did you tell her you were…

  • Boycott Foley Family Wines,  Title Insurance,  Wine of the Day

    Let’s talk about no one some one any one

    Oh Lordy, isn’t this the oldest real estate scam in the world?  Let’s see, Eugene Borelli?  Hell, he even had the balls to name his company Pyramid Real Estate didn’t he?  Who remembers that?  I guess we were supposed to think that Pyramid referred to the Transamerica building, not the scheme.  Or the preliminary reports with 32 deeds of trust?  Zev ben Simon essentially did the same thing.  He should have never left this country.  I think he’s still sitting in an Israeli prison.  He’d have been done with his light time in Lompoc by now if he’d stayed here.   I hate to see the Cuesta name dragged through all…

  • Cycling,  Powerlifting

    All your weight it falls on me

    Yesterday’s ride was the last ride with a lot of climbing before the LiveStrong, which has a bit of climbing. Not bad climbing, just climbing. Well, actually there is some bad climbing. Click on the elevation. LiveStrong San JoseFind more Bike Rides in San Jose, California Yeah, that one part is a little ugly. I may go down to San Jose a week from Thursday and just ride that part on my hill day so that I mentally know I can do it. After all, I know I can get up Mt. Diablo without stopping. So some bullshit little hill in San Jose shouldn’t be that bad. Or is that…

  • Wine of the Day

    On the banks of the river on a well beaten path

    My pals at Pleasant Hill Wine Merchants have some of the most fun events.  They have had some great winemakers in and some great blind tasting events.  Last Friday they had a Blind Top Shelf Tasting of Cabernet Sauvignons.  They were all covered in paper bags and numbered.  Inside those bags were: Nickel & Nickel 05 Sullenger Vineyard Cabernet Sauvignon David Arthur Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon Mi Sueno 2006 Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon Oberon 05 Hillside Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon by Rob Mondavi Grgich Hills Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon 05 Adobe Road 05 Cabernet Sauvignon Kenwood Artist Series 04 Cabernet Sauvignon Stuhlmuller 2005 Alexander Valley Cabernet Sauvignon Stanley Lambert “Silent Partner”…

  • Beauregard the Doberman,  Dogs

    All dressed in satin and waiting by the door

    Why I hate PETA. Why I want to drive to Washington and beat some one with a motorcycle handlebar. If we were giving out Best Person in the World, Dr. Kathy Sheeran would be our person this week, next week and probably for the year. She’s taken on this gentle creature, healed her and ate the costs. Dr. Sheeran, you done good and PBE salutes you! In other news My dogs have have been coming along pretty good with their new regiment. Bubba is still massaging his side, but a lot less and without crying. Even the gaseous emissions have receded. The paint may stay on the walls after all.…