• Rant,  Stuck on Stupid

    Come on now we’re marching to the sea

    I can’t help but think about magic underwear when I see Mitt Romney.  I went to check out “temple garmets” (apparently magic underwear is considered to be derogotory) and to my surprise, they’re sold out.  Or maybe they just didn’t pay their ISP.  No matter. This Web site is down for maintenance. We’re sorry about the inconvenience. Please come back later. What I’m really wondering about is at what point does this country wake up and start talking about the Mormon agenda?  We’ve been told how terrible the gay agenda is, which is kind of funny.  This is not the gay agenda. This is the rantings of a guy like…

  • Bubba the Blue Doberman,  Rant

    Your body won’t be injured but in your mind you’ll get scared

    For the record, I have several rants brewing, so that’s going to be the theme for a while. Bubba is a head case.  We all know that.  He’s my head case.  I love that dog but sometimes he can work your last nerve.  Like jumping on Norman and starting the brawl to end it all when Norman was down with an abscessed anal gland.  Really Bubba?  Extraordinarily dickish. So I spent $275 taking him to an animal behaviorist.  In this particular case I would have been better off with a witch doctor.  The idiot I went to, first words out of her mouth were about his prong collar.  I knew the conversation…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots,  Rant

    And can you hear the sound of hysteria?

    Politics have really changed in this country.  I used to think if my guy didn’t make it, I wouldn’t like it but we’d get by.  Generally on the first Wednesday in November you might hear me say something like “I hope he doesn’t start World War III” or “at least I always do well financially under a Republican President.”   But then came Reagan.  You think about the stints where I lost my job and it took a long time to get back to work.  1981, President Reagan.  2008 GW.  I did get back to work under Reagan and did quite well after a year and a half jobless and…

  • Dogs

    Mental wounds still screaming, driving me insane

    There is something very wrong with Norman.  I don’t know if the year long lick granuloma finally caught up with his system or it’s something else, but there is something wrong with that dog. Yesterday he insisted on being under my desk all day, which is den like.  He can’t move properly either.  He’s whimpering when he moves certain ways and can’t really lay down without yelping.  He’s not a happy boy.   And I’m a little worried about him. Last night in keeping with his desire to be in a den-like atmosphere, he went on the far side of the bed where there is a dog bed but not a lot of room.  I helped…

  • Rant

    It was a bad dream asphyxiated, watch me bleed

    I’m baaaack! After a month screwing around with wordpress and my host, you can imagine how much pissed off bottled up opinionated bile I have to spew.  It didn’t help that I made several calls to my host and they were the problem all along.  I was on an old package and they never moved me over to the new one.  The guy on the third call said “You need to move over to the business package”.   How much more does that cost?  Nothing, it’s the same as what you’re paying, it’s got more memory.  Voilå! Here we go! Well, Chick-Fil-A appreciations day was a huge success.  So proclaims…