Still Trying to be the Shepherd...

I have nearly zero confidence in medical research and have not had that confidence at any point that I can actually recall. Please understand that in my lifetime, the overwhelming majority of medical research has been performed in the United States and as a government financed task. 

Government sucks at everything that they do. Sucks swimmingly. Sucks epically. I could go through a list of the illnesses and diseases that have been cured of which I am aware, but those are few and far between.  It is like they accidentally solved a problem that was plaguing mankind.  Who knows, maybe those issues are NOT resolved and are lurking around the corner to leap out and grab us tomorrow. 

Since heart disease appears to be the number one killer in the United States (and probably elsewhere, too), you would think that someone would turn their attention to solving that problem. But, they really don't.   

You would think that since breast cancer is further down the list in causes of cancer death for women, that researchers would turn their attention to those other forms of cancer that kill many more women than breast cancer to have the biggest positive impact on survival for women. But, they have that Pink Month! 

Since the onset of GRID (now lovingly referred to as AIDS), we have acquiesced to almost every complaint the Gay Lobby has had regarding health standards to the point of killing almost all of the hemophiliacs (or anyone that needed a blood transfusion) worldwide.

And, we fail to solve those issues on the daily...for some reason. It's probably because men are not smart enough to solve them, but GLOBAL WARMING!!! 

With SARS-CoV2, I don't think that we have any answers. ZERO. Maybe someone thought they had a clue, but we have found out entirely that they were wrong.  At this point, no one is willing to admit they were wrong and will go to great lengths to keep everyone thinking that they weren't wrong. 

Face it, vaccinated people are NOT more safe than unvaccinated people.  Masked people are NOT more safe than unmasked people.  The cases that are happening in Israel prove that.  From NPR, a decidedly Democrat/Communist/Socialist/Fascist propaganda outlet, comes THIS.  Funny, since Israel is highly vaccinated, they shouldn't have any more issues, but NPR tells us that you need to get booster shots obviously 100% of your day...it's only a matter of time before they realize that the vaccines aren't really working.

I honestly think that this "virus" was manmade. I honestly think that this was a weaponized thing that was accidentally (or on purpose) released before the designer actually wanted it released, but here we are, without the way to undo the problem. 

SARS-CoV2 claimed a friend of mine yesterday.  That means of the 183 FAILbook friends I now have, eight have gone on to Glory over the years.  I'm envious of that.  I yearn for what comes after.  I didn't think that way just seven short years ago, but I am there now.  I'm not trying to get there any quicker, but I am not afraid.  Thank you, God.

Every time there is loss around me, I just want to ease the suffering of those that I cherish, but there is no way to do that.  I know it, they know it, we all know it.  We don't have the words to "fix it."  We want them, but, I hate to tell you, those words don't exist.  I lived it and some folks tried with all their might to make it better and I love them for that, too.  As adults, we have all lost someone that we still needed to spend time with.  We weren't finished being with them, just yet.  We weren't ready for them to go.  

I have a grandmother that is 100 years old.  She is short of this world and she is ready to go, she's been ready for years...but, for someone to leave before that age is difficult to say the least.  It's even going to be difficult when she is finally gone.  Because of what she means to me.

I said all that to say this, faith in man is NOTHING.  It is useless.  All my life, I've tried harder than anyone I know to believe that man can solve any issue that he contemplates.  It's futile to live that way.  We are fallen.  The world is a evil and corrupted ball of fail, folks.  That's not just my cynicism talking, it is fact.

Jesus tells us in Mark 12 that those that go before us, after the resurrection, will be "like angels in Heaven."  They're not angels, but they will be like angels...that makes me happy.  

I've not pieced together all of the things that are to come in the future, but I do know that I have been utterly blessed knowing some of the people that I have known.  I can only pray that we are to know each other in Heaven, even though I have to assume that we will know everyone in Heaven because we will all be there for a common purpose.  Finally, everyone is on the same winning team.

From the very onset of my memories, I have held little fear of anything on Earth.  I am unafraid because I have always known there was something that comes after this.  But, while I am here, I am to live my life as God commanded Joshua, "Haven't I commanded you: be strong and courageous?  Do not be afraid or discouraged, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go." (Joshua 1:9) 

Keep your fork.  (Google that...)

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Helping Out a Buddy - Online Video

I was asked by a friend of mine to blast out a promotion for an online video thingy. Now normally I do not hawk my personal friend's products, but this is a little different, it makes ME money, too. If you are looking to promote your business with video, give this service a shot. And if you want to help me spread the word, hit me up and I'll give you the code, too.



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Stoned on Thera-Flu Blogging - A Scientific Study

I had a scratchy, little annoying cough today so I inhaled an entire Thermos full of Thera-Flu. Seriously, I had no idea what the Hell I was doing, but now I feel as if my skin were covered in frozen almonds that are alive. Well, that started a few minutes after I woke up face down in my living room with my pants around my ankles and all of my furniture had been moved around.

Did I mention that I wrote all over my body in red Sharpie? The writing appears to be some ancient glyph language, but dammit, it sure is beautiful. How long does it take indelible marker to wear off? Because most of it is on my face. Just another Saturday, I guess. Funny thing though, this hasn't happened since I stopped drinking a fifth a whiskey every day.

The only dream that I remember was about blowing up Texas Stadium and LO AND BEHOLD, it was not a dream.

I guess that blowing up the PAC-10 doesn't even have to done, because they suck. By the way, Andy is THIS MANY.

Not only that, I was FREEZING when I woke up and immediately performed a The Google search for global warming. Guess what I found? The only country on the entire planet that actually shows any warming in the entire time frame between 1995 and 2009 was Venezuela. Wonder why that is? Isn't that the Communist country run by Hugo Chavez, the guy who spoke so harshly about getting a bunch of money to fight Anthropomorphic Global Warming at that Gore-a-palooza concert in Buttholeville a coupla' weeks ago? Wow, no wonder he needs that money, his is the only real country that is suffering from AGW! Still more on the AGW FRAUD. It is the gift that keeps on giving!

I am certainly glad that we have a president that acknowledges the overwhelming dange that Muslims pose to the world. It only took him a week after the last terrorist attack to speak a few words about it. Oddly enough, his administration knew about the attack back in October. I am also glad that Barry is NOT RESTING until he finds that responsible, even while he is at the golf course in Hawaii. How hard is it to find someone that openly admits that they are responsible and does the guy that lit his nuts not have anything to do with the fact that he lit his own nuts? Sorry, I have never been a Muslim, so I have no idea how Barry thinks. Maybe he is CRAZY to go along with his STUPID.

Speaking of Obama, Damian G is getting ready to post the Douchebag of the Year awards. I still get a thrill up my leg that Damian used my suggestion of the residents of New Orleans in 2007. As if there would be a douchebag award that did not include the city of New Orleans.

Am I supposed to assume that THIS IS GOOD NEWS for the "universal healthcare" movement? Since dead people is what the Democrats want more of, I guess so.

Wonder how the federal government is going to pay MORE for all of those deadbeats that are failing to pay their mortgages?

Oh! Now, I see where that money is going to originate. How stupid of me. Remember, Obama is NOT going to raise taxes on anyone making more than 250k a year. "Read my lips. No. New. Taxes. I am just going to let the tax cuts EXPIRE."

Two words: Photo Bomb.

Anyhoo, here's a buddy of mine playing an original and NO! I did not pay him to wear the Paul Mitchell Design, LLC Logo-ed office uniform SMOCK.



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Food Pr0n and My Friend's Junk

Excerpt from an actual e-mail thread: Let's just call my friend "Ernie Jacob" to utterly protect his identity.

Ernie Jacob: Paul - Get a group together. It will be a blast. Your money will go to good causes, namely my Christmas budget and a charity of your choice. (E-mail is accompanied with a menu from the cooking class "Ernie Jacob" is teaching.)

Me: Ernie Jacob, I would appreciate it greatly if from this point forward you would e-mail every tidbit of FOOD PORN you receive. Mkaythanxbai!!!

Ernie Jacob: Freaky ass porn is my buddy Buddy's hangup. My tastes run a bit milder.

Me: I have used up a whole bottle of olive oil already reading this menu. Quick! Call the Greenville Burn Center before I do real damage to myself.

Ernie Jacob: Olive oil makes for a poor lubricant. You might want so switch to peanut oil. It has a much higher smoke-point and doesn't flash over until 540 degrees.

Me: All I know for sure is that Vicks Vapor Rub and Hawaiian Tropic tanning oil suck to the nth degree.

Ernie Jacob: In high school, I learned that Agree shampoo + dad's old playboy = chemical burn; in college, I learned a similar formula...Apple Pectin conditioner + sorority girl = chemical burn.

Me: Thanks for filling me in on your junk's particulars. I'll make a spreadsheet.

Ernie Jacob: Just felt like sharing. On the bright side of college experiments...Finesse conditioner was awesome in the hands of the right sorority girl! I still get a boner every time I smell it. I had to stop buying it because of the side effects.

Me: Dude, I shall put that on the spreadsheet, too. Pfizer is gonna be so fucking pissed, since they just lost Ol' Ernie Jacob as a client. Oh! Check this out!

At this point, I added a link to this blog post.

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Dudes and Chicks, TO ARMS!!!

I have a friend that is trying to win a bathroom makeover, give her a hand, please.

Go HERE and voted for Kathrin and Chris Taylor.

Do it, do it now.

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Metrosexual Update

During a conversation with The Nation the other day, a mutual friend of ours was mentioned as the very Mostest Metrosexual in our posse. The Nation opined that we should purchase said Metrosexual a manly-type animal to kinda give him the faux appearance of manliness. The Nation even went so far as to propose a name for said manly animal we purchased for said Metrosexual.

Today, I present "Rape Dawg."

You might want to NOT PET HIM.

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Sunday Shirtless Posting

It is official, I shall never wear another shirt except the one my buddy Flip is wearing. Until I own this shirt, I shall go through life topless. Dang, I am going to get so dark, too! I am going to look like a n....ative!

The weather in The 'Sip is SICK, folks! We are experiencing a record setting COLD wave. Wait, it is heat wave, right? So, cold SNAP. I am guessing that there might not be too much to this Anthropomorphic Global Warming. Oddly, Greenpeace agrees with me.

And when we have this fall weather, you know what. Skunkfeathers gives you more.

Every flight I have been on has ended pretty much this way that is IF! I am not on a plane headed to The Colicky Baby Convention, loaded with participants.

Six MORE toes.

Chicks, sports, sammiches, FAIL.

An explanation to architect's consultants. Damn good one, too.

Gambling with your Twittah followers, because isn't that REALLY what they are there for?

The Google releases MUSIC SEARCH!!!! YESssssssss! Google Listen.

Would Sarah Palin ummm, maybe, well, you know, have sex with YOU? (Not after she met me and YES, she totally wants to bang me.)

When you get out of bed from Sarah, notice that Barry's numbers are STILL falling like a rock. Seriously, WORST. PRESIDENT. EVAH. Proven by actual MATH. If you are an Obamabot that is suffering buyer's remorse, there is hope for you yet, SIGN UP.

Classicaliberal tackles the guns and protests topic. Since I am no longer wearing a shirt, concealed carry is kinda hard for me.

The Clintons chosen homeland is getting richer.

Finally got this Blank Canvas to work properly. If you are using one or more G-Mail accounts, load this Bad Boy. Well, unless you are using MacApple.

Ayn Rand's two greatest character speeches, in one place.

Crowder and Zo. The New Brat Pack.



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A Facebook Shocker Tonight

One of my friends posted this on Facebook tonight.

*Click it to see it BIG, yo.*

You can imagine that I was immediately skeptical of MY OWN death. Plus, the added thingy from Kitty about "He always tried to make others feel better" kinda threw me off. Kitty is the type of person that would never say a cross word about anyone, though. Let's be honest, I have never tried to make a single soul feel better about anything. Well, unless it was me.

The first comment was from yet another friend of mine that is a big, tough copper type, too. He went all weak-kneed. What a big baby!!! But, I am touched.

The fun part? Kitty and I actually have SIX mutual friends and my phone HAS NOT RUNG ONCE since she posted this!!!! Dang. Just dang.

Anyhoo, the Paul Mitchell that passed away is from an area of the state where I have extended family, so hit your knees for the GOOD Paul Mitchell's family.

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BTW - What have We Done?!?!?!

(Hat-Tip: Long-haired Hippie Engineer Guy)

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Twittah for the Smile Nazi

Since obviously, I am THE MOST powerful user of Twittah in the entire city of Jack-troit, it must fall on my exceedingly broad shoulders to give everyone the reason that I enjoy and use the service.

*Click the image to the left to see how IMPORTANT I am. The Clarion Ledger is the NUMBER ONE NEWS SOURCE? R-I-G-H-T.*

Ultimately I am first and foremost a blogger and I need traffic to increase the conversation on this here thingy. Anything that I can do to drive more folks here to talk the better, and I originally started my Twittah account for that purpose. You also have to know that I ditched my blogger pseudonym after opening the Twittah, so I have enlarged the target on my back one thousand fold and that is somewhat unnerving. I was all too aware that was going to happen, too.

Feh, I have been shot at, no big deal. The powder burns ruined my jacket though.

As far as someone that is using Twittah as a personal communication device, certainly I would protect my Tweets. That is easily done on the very bottom of the "Settings" page of your Twittah account. In case you were unaware, there are some twisted folks on the Worldwide Computer*. Attractive females, ONLY add someone you know completely and totally. Ugly women, add whomever, they will realize that you are not HAWT and never bother you anyway. Well, unless they are so twisted as to be into that sick kinda thing. That is why prisons exist. **

Sidebar: If you really want to know how exposed you are to the world, check out 123people.com, you would be shocked to see how NEKKID you really are. With my name, I am completely obscured by the hair products company, but still....

It was asked how Twittah differs from text-messaging and the answer that I have is that texting is a personal message to a chosen recipient. Twittah is BULK MAIL. I always have trouble figuring out if I am supposed to respond to a declarative sentence in a text.

For instance: "Dammit, there is a long line here at Lowes."

My first reaction to that is "Yeah, well, why would I even care? I am NOT at Lowes." The additionally unspoken part of that exchange is me exclaiming loudly, "I hope you die in a fire while drowning for sending me that useless, boring crap. I'm IMPORTANT!"

When that message is sent through Twittah, it is NOT rude to ignore it. Let's be honest, 98% of the text messages that you send are very unimportant and I am busy being important.

One more thing. Since our military is currently ramping up efforts to restrict social networking, Twittah is close to the only service they can use. I am pretty sure that shall become a thing of the past pretty quickly, too. But, currently, the guys and gals over there can text to Twittah and get it posted. Maybe that will let you communicate a little better. Been there, done that, and HATED not being able to snatch up the phone on a whim to talk to my dimepiece.

Oh, and you might want to NOT use your real name on Twittah unless you are suicidal. Just saying.

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* Terminology stolen with no qualms from Andy.
** Ugly women, no offense, you do have a lovely personality and that IS important to other ugly people.

The Pickle Story or How I Became an Expert on the One Thing I'm an Expert On

Because someone asked the question, I shall offer the answer.

Back in olden times, I was a contractor and my body gave out and I couldn't perform the work with my normal awesomeness bordering on Super Hero Status, so my wife suggested that I return to college to get my architecture degree. I got a menial job working for an architecture firm in Jackson to try the job on for size and found that I liked it. I enrolled in Mississippi State University School of Architecture and started attending classes.

MSU or as most people refer to it, WE SUCK, is in Starkville, Mississippi, one hundred twenty miles north of Jackson. I got a place to live up there, plus commuted back and forth during the week to school a couple of nights a week. Reduced my hours at work during the week and made them up on the weekends, you know the drill.

So, two homes, many, many miles on the car, eating out all the time. Blah, blah, blah.

READ THIS, NOW. It's an integral part of the story.

Anyhoo, I made a decision to reduce the amount of dust that I spent by getting some sandwich stuff in Starkville to eat, making the little monster happy.

Sandwich fixings purchased: Unidentifiable meat in a package, deli cheese, mayo, Guldens, bread, and.....just a random jar of pickles. Hamburger dills, if you must know. Flat pickles, for the sandwich thingy, so the sandwich would maintain its desperately needed flatness. Because sandwiches by definition are kinda flat.

Prepared said feast. Stood over sink, took bite.

There appeared (OBVIOUSLY!!!) to be poison in the flat sandwich thingy. I spat a really disgusting, partially chewed glob of what I originally assumed to be "food" into said sink.

The scientific investigation that followed led me to the conclusion that said purchased pickles were not produced for human consumption. Grabbed the jar, rolled up my sleeves and headed back to Kroger to administer the proper beatdown on the first employee that I could find.

I was stopped instantaneously upon entering by a manager that was more than eager to satisfy my every whim, gladly offered to replace the jar of FLAT, GREEN DOGSHIT with any other pickles my little heart desired.

I grabbed another jar of hamburger dill chips, plus took the time to pick out numerous other jars of pickles on the display. The manager led me to the chilled food section where there were even more pickles. I got a couple of jars of them, too.

I also grabbed a box of oyster crackers with which to sandpaper my tongue after eating my sample pickles. You know, this is SCIENCE.

Got back to the TRAILER and busted out all of the pickles for taste testing. After eating one of every single pickle that I had, I ran the taste test again. Same result.

Then I invited three of my friends over to perform the taste test.

To a man, every single one of the people involved in the test picked the very same pickle, so I offer you the BEST PICKLE IN THE WORLD. Four out of four scientists agree.....

Claussen Kosher Dill Minis, in your grocer's chilled food section. It's close to that "meat" in a clamshell package.

(The photograph is of the current jar of G_d's gift to the pickle universe that at the present time resides in my refrigerator.)

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Lying Liars Report the News

Since I live in Central Mississippi, I have the benefit of the availability of stark raving shit-douchery as far as receiving news from the typical sources that are lucky to reach the level of imbecilic. Of course, there is the Clarion Ledger, but we also have a local weekly called The Jackson Free Press that is published by Donna Ladd and the dumbest human beings to ever live. One such moron is named Ronni M and he/she/ambiguous other published an article that parrots the Barrystream Media's claims that "conservatives" prefer online pr0n. Ronni also links THIS PDF that explains the claim.

Lemme eviscerate the premise for a minute. You see, the first thing that they do is claim that the states that voted for John McCain are typically "conservative" states. This doesn't mean that EVERYONE in the state is "conservative," it just means that since McCain carried the state, that state is not as leftist as the ones that voted for Barry Jughead. There are still moonbats in those states. It also discounts the fact that those folks that are living in the stupid states have much less disposable income because they are taxed at much higher rates and want to save their money for drugs and kiddie pr0n which is not distributed through typical means.

When you see articles like Ronni's, you immediately think, "There is no possible way that this is right." And you are correct. But, JFP has no desire to actually report anything without the typical MORON TILT of their idiotic paper. Their only desire in life is to make everyone live in the bonds of slavery and moonbattery. Global warming, anyone? (Hat-Tip: [Dead] Tommy 5)

The other way that you can discredit the stupidity of Ronni's article is that you can argue that Libtards like herself download FREE pr0n. They believe that pr0n is a RIGHT. Conservatives only enjoy pr0n that is PAID FOR by the users. So, either argument makes the dumbasses at JFP look like dumbasses at JFP.

Also, David Hampton broke out of solitary confinement and got to the webby-nets to publish another idiotic screed. His article from yesterday tried to implant the stunningly stupid idea that our governor, Haley Barbour, is WRONG for denying federal funds that come tied to unfunded mandates down the road. By the way, David Hampton is a JOURNALIST and a leftist. Sorry for the redundancy.

Hampton has no interest in attempting to LISTEN to Haley when the governor states that YES, the money would be nice to bring back from DC and give it back to those that EARNED it, but there are the UNFUNDED mandates that shall grow the size of our state government to the breaking point. Big Dave is too dumb to understand that or he understands the concept, but just wants HIGHER TAXES ANYWAY.

Oddly enough, The New York Times has what they refer to as a "conservative" on their staff. Even though David Brooks VOTED for Barry Obamoron, the Times still refers to him as "conservative." David Brooks is having second thoughts on Barry and tries to state that "Barack Obama is not who we thought he was." All I can say is that Barry is EXACTLY who I KNEW him to be.

Most of us that are responsible voters took the time to study these folks that were on the ballot, I guess David Brooks did not if he is just now coming to the realization of WHO Barry is. You know, not that Barry actually penned two books that told EXACTLY what he believed or anything. Thanks David Brooks, in a sane world you would be FIRED from your NEWS REPORTING job for not REPORTING NEWS. Maybe you should apply for a job at Sutherlands or something.

But, but, but, lemme NOT just bash the new Moron President all through this post. Barry can be credited for SAVING 6763 Dow points yesterday. May I offer a little bit of market analysis? Businesses are terrified of an activist government that believes in higher taxation and mandated medical services. Businesses are terrified of an activist government that states that they are going to raise taxes and increase regulation. You can try to point the blame elsewhere, but why exactly has the market been in free fall since the Democrats took over government spending and regulations? (Hat-Tip: doubleplusundead)

You want some advice on what exactly to do with your money? Well, what little bit of money that the new feckless federal government is NOT going to confiscate? HIDE IT. Well, because....THIS. (By the way, the PJM author of this article and I are BFF on Twittah. I certainly appreciate the fact that Charlie Martin seems to be a really good guy that takes the time to respond to the folks that chat him up on Twittah. That makes him at least 6.2 times better than MALKIN!!!! Just kidding, Malkin is married, so it makes sense that she doesn't respond to my advances.)

Steve B actually produces DOCUMENTATION and FACTS regarding the housing and subsequent market failure. Something that the Barrystream Media is reluctant to do. Wonder why the typical news outlets refuse to REPORT THE NEWS?

If you would like a comparison of exactly what really is going on with your retirement accounts, here are the historical FACTS about the Dow. Yet again. I cannot keep from pointing this out every day until every single voter KNOWS who is to blame for the failure. Yes, DEMOCRATS.

As an update, the Dow is experiencing the BEST day evah since Barry was inaugurated. It is only down 43.72 right now. Barry is AWESOME, I tell you!

Is it a shocker to you that Obama has nominated a big tax-spender as head moron in charge of Health and Human Services? Kathleen Sebelius is/was the governor of Kansas which BOASTS the thirteenth HIGHEST property tax burden in the country. Yippee!

Since we are so unfortunate as to NOT have Jimmah Carter as president anymore, Barry decided to reinstitute one of Jimmah's policies. Surrender to Russia. Even though Russia is supposedly no longer a Communist nation, Barry just cannot get that past admiration outta his head with the water wings attached. Good thing we are just now coming to the conclusion that Barry was not who we thought he was.

To check in on the Obamoron Administration's ideology regarding education, all we have to know is that he sends his daughters to Sidwell Friends, while actively trying to remove scholarships in DC to allow vouchers. Does this seem contradictory to you? I am sure that is just because of your festering bigotry and hatred of Halfrican-Americans. RACIST!

A Gaza UPDATE. Holy CRAP! You mean that da Juice are REALLY only bombing the terrorist's hideouts and stuff? The Juice said that, but you cannot believe THEM!

Wonder what is happening in the Lovefest that is Obamatroit? Well, John Conyers wife, Monica Conyers, disallows white folks from saying Barry Obama's NAME in the city council meetings. I wonder how successful the employment market and economy are going in Obamatroit? Well, average asking price for a FRIGGIN' HOUSE is 7500 bucks. Remember, you can sleep in your car, but you cannot DRIVE your house. Too bad that houses are cheaper in Obamatroit.

What can we possibly study in college in a land controlled by the Obamabots? Underwater Basket Weaving. I swear that I finally FOUND the course at UC San Diego, but it is an embed in the catalog. It is an elective for one hour, in case you need the credit.

For all you folks in Jacktown, our good buddy, Chris Crothers, has published a cookbook. It is currently sold out, but keep e-mailing him and pestering him to re-publish. Also, he is going to be involved in a beer tasting shindig at Sal and Mookies on March 29. You gotta order your tickets by tomorrow, though. But, we can all remember the fun times falling down the steps and the White Trash Cook-Offs at MusiQuarium and laugh. "Spammon**." Ah, just to be young again.

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**Spammon was the dish that won the WTCO one year (sorry, I am still drunk from that night and cannot remember what year, 2005, maybe?) and the photo is HERE.

From The Google Chat Thingy

The folks that I used to work with keep in touch almost daily through e-mail. The majority of us still STAY in the Jackson area, but some have moved on to bigger and better things, but NONE of us are still employed at the firm where we met.

Excerpt from an actual e-mail thread:

Me: My contact at Scudder just informed me that I should prepare for "Road Warrior" days because of the market collapse.

C: so, my child will be born in "road warrior days"? great!

Me: Get her a helmet made out of a skull, that would be really cool.

C: Just got to find me a skull and i'll do that. Wait, there are skulls in the heads of the people all around me....

Me: And there ya go.....

C: For a moment I thought. "Its illegal to take someone's skull"... but then I remembered it's okay cause its road warrior days!!

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Late Night WTW - A Two Dogs Meet-Up

Just got back into the room from going to supper with (Dead) Tommy 5 and his family. The new entry into the Klan is denoted by the arrow. It was really good to get together and enjoy some good food and interesting conversation. Mrs. (Dead) Tommy 5 is the one wearing the red shirt and she has to finally go back to work tomorrow. Like eight weeks is enough time to actually get everything back to normal after a screeching little blob of flesh destroys the family serenity.

Since (Dead) Tommy 5 spent the majority of the evening talking about work, I thought that I would get this linkdump ball rolling with WORK.

When you think of good architecture, immediately you think of public housing projects in Chicago, because if you think about the typical architecture of our country, you are not very smart. Money shot: "one of the best public housing projects in Chicago." Meet George Jetson.....

And as long as we are fixated on da' po', please understand that everything we try to do to help the poor, HURTS THE POOR.

When you think of poor, you automatically think of Mississippi. The two are inseparable. And you think of the Legislative Black Caucus, the very outspoken champions of the poor in Mississippi. Well, except for the Mississippi Representative Bennie Thompson, that happens to be black, and that happens to be taking illegal trips to the Caribbean, paid for by poor black folks from Mississippi.

Or you think about Bennie's smoked-out, blazing buddy, THE OBAMESSIAH. I like to call Barry, "The 1970s Pimp-Mac-Daddy." Lurve the hat, there Barry.

FYI, if you are using Internet Explorer Leak-a-Rama as your browser, THE PATCH IS RELEASED. Fix yo' shit.

Since I met with (Dead) Tommy 5, I thought that I would show you what he's been up to. He's a BREEDER.




So sorry for the short post today. My connection here at this trillion dollar hotel blows and my AOL is not working too well. 14.4, baby.

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History - The Two Dogs Way! With much needed collaboration!

Excerpt from an actual IM thread with FREE CUSSING!

me: Reading the book John Adams, makes me realize how small I am compared to the people that made this country. I am humbled.

claney: yeah we should all be humbled lots of things are being forgotten. our country is being dumbed away.

me: The funny thing about it is that they had to ride damn horses to Philadelphia. It took three weeks from Delaware and they still fucking did it.

claney: hell to the yeah they were some bad ass sumbitches

me: Go to Google maps and see how far that is. Fuck, horses suck.

claney: bad ass sumbitches are few and far between these days

me: Cars are awesome.

claney: laziness is taking over this country... and it began with the automobile, actually it began with the train!

me: No, it began with the wheel, death to the WHEEL!

claney: yeah fuck a bunch of wheels and fire

me: Death to the people that are Pro-Wheel!

claney: if we didn't have fire we would better off

'Merrca, your problems are solved!

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This has to be done.

I ran across this photo looking for some portfolio stuff and laughed my ass off. *Click it for the full size photo.*

These are almost all of the folks that I hung out with in college. We are missing TPriddy, this was on his wedding day. All the guys were my fellow architecture students, except for Teddy Cakes. I have no idea who the chick is that is fawning over Farley, but, for some strange reason, I think that we are all supposed to hate her. I could be wrong.

We were all smiling because we were finally assured that TPriddy was not actually gay or was going to make all attempts to mask it by getting married to a WOMAN!

In case you ARE curious, yes Teddy Cakes is the fastest human to ever live. And no, TL is doing some kind of funny bending down thing, he is almost as tall as I am. That Asian stereotype about being small and yellow is a fallacy, at least with the Taiwanese. But, you put enough beer in that guy and he turns bright red or at least the color of my header band.

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Where are they now?

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*Click it to get it big*

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Update on My Friend (that obviously has no brain)

Y'all remember me talking about my friend that went to trade her car in and found out that she didn't own her car, that it was a lease? Excerpt from an actual conversation, TODAY.

Her: I am so mad at you.

Me: Uh, why?

Her: When I took my computer that place you told me about, they wanted money to fix it!

Me: .......uh, yeah? Really?

Her: They want ninety dollars!

Me: .......uh, yeah? Really? I guess that you would expect Goodyear to replace your tires for free, too, huh?

Her: Well, I didn't think about that.

Me: Where's your helmet?

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An Update on the Hurricane and Whatever, Y'all

Got a return call from Tommy 5, he said Hurricane Gustav was throwing down some pretty tough rain in his area, but he never lost power. Good for him, Katrina did enough to that side of our state, you know, when it totally missed New Orleans.

Gnutcase was reporting on location from Asscrack, Missouri on his way back home to Whineyville New Orleans, but I never got an update after he entered the bowels of Hell known to Southerners as Hartfield International Airport in Atlanta. Here's a little known tidbit, Hartfield is the busiest passenger airport in the world. Not O'Hare, not Dallas-Fort Worth, not JFK, not even Reagan. No, it's Hartfield, the single most fucked up place on the face of the earth, deep in the heart of Democrat controlled and spoiled Atlanta. *The image is the baggage claims area.*

Another tidbit, ever since Sherman marched through the South, there has been a petition to get Atlanta physically dug up and moved above the Mason-Dixon line, to increase our collective IQ down here, which currently hovers around 85. If Atlanta is moved, the IQ will shoot up to around 120. Oddly enough, there have been thirty billion signers of the petition over the years, yet STILL nothing happens. It seems that there exist no actual working people that have enough time and a big enough shovel to actually get close enough to Atlanta to start in on the task. The smell alone is like the festering boils on the mud ditches of 519,145 donkeys. Strangely enough, THAT is the exact population of Atlanta. Irony? You betcha!

Anyhoo, if you are really interested in reading about the damage from Gustav, go HERE. "So, when does the raping start?"

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Since I Have Been Accused of Never Smiling

This is a group of my friends and an old guy at the Mississippi Braves park. I'm on the far left, imagine that. Oddly enough since that time, everyone in the photo has joined the ranks of the married, well except for me and my parrot. He's too young and I'm too smart.

We drank all the damn beer that night.

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