Thursday, March 24, 2011

Signs of Spring


Signs of The Fall - From the Dept. of Fractured Fairytales
Who Took The Sheen Out Of The Snowbilly Crunchy Supreme - or - I Put My Cigarette Out In Your Moose Chili.

President Sheen. President Charlie Sheen, that is:
According to a new poll, independent voters say they favor Sheen over Sarah Palin by a 41/36 margin. USA Today

Certainly, this is good news for Meet the Press co-host John McCain.
(And his daughter Meghan, a leading political scientist who shags fly balls in shallow right field for Tina Brown's dippy softball team.)

Where have all the starbursts gone?
Bill Kristol (the grocery boy of stupid deliveries) throws the Mat-Su Valley Grifter under the snowmachine:
... to be honest I think she probably shouldn't be the Republican nominee for president. -- National Journal

Uh oh. You'll pay dearly for those broken dodo eggs, delivery boy!


Friday, March 18, 2011

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Kiss me, I'm shitfaced

Kiss Me, I'm Shitfaced - Dropkick Murphys (music vid):

Blackguard Irish

If you're planning a visit to the movies, here's a link to a video clip from Kill The Irishman, which is a story about the real life Celtic Club mobster Danny Greene and his war with old time mobster/rackateer Alex Birns and the Italians in Cleveland, Ohio in the mid-late 1970s. Back when Cleveland became known as "Bomb City USA". Watch this: The Irishman Danny Greene.

So here's to the Irish. And happy birthday to my grandfather who (ain't Irish, he was born in Italy) turns 104 years old today.



Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The FOXie NewsSpazz Channel reveals location of atomic funkytown

See Media
Fox News Discovers Nuclear Reactor In Japanese Disco

sidenote: The location of the Sendai Nuclear Power Plant in the graphic is correct. The city of Sendai is located north near the Onagawa Nuclear Power Plant (Fukushima is the facility that was severely damaged by the earthquake and tsunami. Not Onagawa.)


Sunday, March 13, 2011

Growing Opposition Pulls Together - Madison Tractorcade

Sign in photo above reads: "Madison cops drink coffee not tea"

Photos from video of parade via You Tube

More parade video at WiscNews

Video (YouTube): Wisconsin farmer Tony Schultz speaking in Madison.


Thursday, March 10, 2011

Passions of the Newt

Newt 2011:
"There's no question at times of my life, partially driven by how passionately I felt about this country, that I worked far too hard and things happened in my life that were not appropriate," said Gingrich. "And what I can tell you is that when I did things that were wrong, I wasn't trapped in situation ethics, I was doing things that were wrong, and yet, I was doing them. [TPM]

Newt 1945:
'But Darling, Germany and the United States are not at war. What harm is there if we share the occasional bit of . . . gossip? Surely you don't think that I. . . .' The question trailed off in a lethal pout as his beautiful and so very exotic mistress stretched languidly, mock-innocent appeal in her eyes.

Even though it had been only minutes since their last lovemaking, John Mayhew was as ever overwhelmed by the sight of her, the shameless pleasure she took in her own body and its affect on him. Still, he mustn't let her see just how much she moved him. A relationship had to have some balance. He stretched in turn, reached over for his cigarettes and gold-plated Ronson on the Art Deco night stand with its Tiffany lamp. Since he wasn't sure what to say, he made a production out of lighting up and enjoying that first, luxurious after-bout inhalation.

His continued silence earned him a small punishment.

'Darling . . . isn't it time for you to leave?'

Playfully, to drive home the potential loss, she bit his shoulder, then kissed it better.

'Aw, hell, I don't want to . . . I wish I could just divorce Mrs. Little Goodie Two-Shoes!'

'I like this arrangement,' she laughed softly. 'Mistress to the chief of staff of the President of the United States. Nice title, don't you think? Such a book I could write.' . . . Suddenly the pouting sex kitten gave way to Diana the Huntress. She rolled onto him and somehow was sitting athwart his chest, her knees pinning his shoulders. 'Tell me, or I will make you do terrible things,' she hissed.

Excerpt: 1945, by Newt Gingrich (pub 1994). [NYTimes]


Monday, March 7, 2011

Return of the Snow Demon

I wasn't expecting this much snow. I measured 14-16 inches of snow on a picnic table in my back yard and on the ground next to it. Haven't seen or heard a snow plow at all tonight and the road disappeared a long time ago so I know there is at least a foot of snow on that. And it's still snowing.

It was also around this time last year that (See: The Great Snowicane of Feb 26, 2010) the Snow Demon came to visit. Except that last year the TV weather wankers invented all kinds of awesome graphics and excitable pre-event buzz to go with the show. Not this time though.


Thursday, March 3, 2011

Selected News Items

Photo: three Apostle Islands Cheesebills perched on a wire outside my winter beachhouse south of Union Thug Bay, Wisconsin. (click photo for full size pic)

> Fracking earthquakes in Arkansas: Atlanta Journal Constitution/AP

> "Vinny Gorgeous" gets his daywear in court (again): Basciano needs to borrow tie from judge (NY Daily News).

> Recall the Republicans in Wisconsin


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

The Great Charlie Sheen Scare of 2011

What the fuck is going on with that anyway?

What's with all this Charlie Sheen is a crazy monster stuff? I turn on my 19" digital tv to watch the new idiotic MSNBC lineup and am subjected to the shouty blabberings of a meathead like Cenk Ugyur - or whatever his name is - and the sanctimonious pontifications of dreary humorless scoldpottle Lawrence O'Donnell. All about something Charlie Sheen has apparently done, or hasn't done, or whatever. Why am I being subjected to reports of horrible crimes against nature that apparently involve the crazy MonsterSheen shacking up with one (or even two) southern Califonia porno hotties (which sounds good to me) and drinking or not drinking after work (which still sounds ok to me too) and doing interviews on radio and tv calling people at CBS assholes - I still don't see a problem here - and so on, and so on. What am I missing? Why am I being asked to participate in some trial-by-TV cable noise sideshow involving Charlie Sheen?

I don't know why.

I don't get it. I don't think Charlie Sheen sounds crazy. But I think the people on the tv yalping about Charlie Sheen sounding crazy sound kind of crazier than Charlie Sheen. Are we all Nancy Grace now, or what?

Someone explain the Great Charlie Sheen Scare of 2011 to me. Pleeece! Halp!

Please. Before the spring tornadoes on CNN and MSNBC begin snatching helpless Okies from trailer parks in Custer county and the bull sharks off the coast of Pensacola begin eating little fat kids on foam-core kickboards or Michael Jackson claws his way up from the grave to re-haunt our collective cable-noise carnival Big Wheel. And such. But I really don't give a flying fuck what Charlie Sheen does with his free time. I really don't give a fuck what Charlie Sheen does with his paid time either for that matter. And I've never even seen Charlie Sheen's tv sitcom show. Because I just do not fucking care what Charlie Sheen does unless he's somehow responsible for shitting benzene into a river or screwing kindergarten teachers out of a living wage or shooting at doctors through a kitchen window at 2am. Until then, I'm convinced Charlie Sheen is pretty much a color coded non-threat to the peace and welfare of our nation.

Know what I mean?

I think you do.