So, the grey squirrels in the front are getting bolder.....they (at least one of ‘em) figured out how to open the plastic shoebox that I store the birdseed in....He’s robbed it at least twice now...drives Willie absolutely nutz...even gets Rusty Poodle-dogger a little antsy...The squirrel is a little messy so I had to sweep up after him today
....the seeds that he spilled, I simply swept into the little garden but I have placed a bowl full of stones on the shoe box lid...if he’s able to overcome that, I may just have to recognize Squirell Sovreignty.
It’s so hot t’day (108o) that I put off walking da boyz almost two hours....Rusty Poodle-dogger is pretty blase about that but Willie is an impatient sort. He began pestering me at his usual time ‘n when I didn’t get up t’go, he upped the ante...’n then when we got out there, he was all over the place...
Well, there ain’t so many chickens when it gets dusky ‘cuz they begin to roost along about that time...on the other hand, the cats come out to prowl in the evening hours so that kind’a evened things out...Willie finds cats much more interesting than chickens...for that matter, so does Rusty...
The cats, however, take an entirely different view...they know that the neighborhood belongs to them when the shadows form ‘n they cast some evil ‘n malevolent stares at Willie ‘n Rusty, ‘n at me as well, if truth be told ‘n as ev’ryone knows by now, I’m a stickler for the truth, as I know it anyway...
T’morra, early in the A.M. I get t’go ‘n have a cataract popped...ev’rybody ‘n their brother tells me that it’s really a simple thing, in ‘n out, a piece of cake, 20 or 30 minutes or so, a patch over the eye for a day or two ‘n walk away looking at a brand new world...more or less....then I’m told I’ll get a little help (financially) replacing one lens in my spectacles but only if I do it promptly within 2 or 3 weeks....
Ah well, I’m just sayin’.....
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Life goes on...'n on 'n on.....
Y’know, I’m pretty sure I understand the ‘liberal’ point of view concerning the death penalty. Putting someone to death is an irreversible process and if you make a mistake, there is no correcting it. There is no way around it, you simply cannot apologize to a corpse.
That said, there is no excuse for not executing some people. Certainly not cost. The concept of unlimited appeals, costing millions of dollars and taking years to arrive at justice is solely for the benefit of trial lawyers and the support system that has grown around them. The outrageous cost of pursuing the death penalty is to the benefit of the bureaucracy that has taken on a life of it’s own.
This bureaucracy has fostered the idea that the taking of a human life in retaliation for and as a deterrent to the act of having committed an horrendous crime, ie., murder, rape, etcetera, is somehow barbaric and archaic. It seems to me that what the bureaucracy is really concerned with is keeping their own jobs. Rather like a welfare worker that actively encourages people to stay on welfare in order to secure their own job.
There is, I believe, a corollary among all entrenched bureaucracies wherein they take on a life of their own, existing not for the benefit of their original purpose but more selfishly as a haven for opportunists to function, as for example, the bloated bureaucracy of our government.
It is difficult if not impossible, to kill a bureaucracy. Like the proverbial snake, it simply grows another head. Like Robespierre who fell victim to his own guillotine, his bureaucracy lives on.
That said, there is no excuse for not executing some people. Certainly not cost. The concept of unlimited appeals, costing millions of dollars and taking years to arrive at justice is solely for the benefit of trial lawyers and the support system that has grown around them. The outrageous cost of pursuing the death penalty is to the benefit of the bureaucracy that has taken on a life of it’s own.
This bureaucracy has fostered the idea that the taking of a human life in retaliation for and as a deterrent to the act of having committed an horrendous crime, ie., murder, rape, etcetera, is somehow barbaric and archaic. It seems to me that what the bureaucracy is really concerned with is keeping their own jobs. Rather like a welfare worker that actively encourages people to stay on welfare in order to secure their own job.
There is, I believe, a corollary among all entrenched bureaucracies wherein they take on a life of their own, existing not for the benefit of their original purpose but more selfishly as a haven for opportunists to function, as for example, the bloated bureaucracy of our government.
It is difficult if not impossible, to kill a bureaucracy. Like the proverbial snake, it simply grows another head. Like Robespierre who fell victim to his own guillotine, his bureaucracy lives on.
Hot August nite......
It’s hot!....
well, that ain’t unusual in Sacramento in August, it’s normally hot but this has been such a cool summer....70’s & 80‘s....guess i’ve been spoiled...
Had a couple phone calls this evening, no big deal but broke up the teevee viewing...
sometimes, it gets hard to watch summer television, short attention span, I guess...
ADHD for adults....anyway, after the last call, I decided it was a good time for a run to Winco...it’s gonna be hot again tomorrow ‘n going out in the noonday sun is for mad dogs ‘n Englishmen ‘n I don’t fit either category (least, I don’t think I do)...so we loaded up Willie ‘n the poodle-dogger, rolled back the top ‘n headed out in the cool of the evening (car thermometer said 93o)....drivin’ down the street in my faux Cadillac, both hands on the wheel ‘n my shoulders r’ared back....well, it’s a Toyota ‘n not a Cadillac ‘n there weren’t no ‘girls in the front ‘n girls in the back ‘n there darn sure wasn’t no money in a sack in the back....anyways, we wandered the aisles of Winco gawking at the sights, spent all our money ‘n half of the rent (still hung up on that old Roger Miller song)... joked with the cashiers ‘n exited into the night air where the car thermometer said the temp had dropped to a cool 92o....the boyz were a little quiet on the way home...Willie didn’t even bark when we heard another dog ‘n when we got home, Willie was first at the door to get in....ran straight for the water dishes on the floor ‘n pretty much drank up both of them, then flopped down on the kitchen floor ‘n took a little nap....
I carried in the groceries (all that money for something that c’d be carried in one trip)...took out the garbage (tomorrow is collection day) ‘n had a big dish of Tillamook Chocolate ice cream....what a life!.....
I’m just sayin’........
well, that ain’t unusual in Sacramento in August, it’s normally hot but this has been such a cool summer....70’s & 80‘s....guess i’ve been spoiled...
Had a couple phone calls this evening, no big deal but broke up the teevee viewing...
sometimes, it gets hard to watch summer television, short attention span, I guess...
ADHD for adults....anyway, after the last call, I decided it was a good time for a run to Winco...it’s gonna be hot again tomorrow ‘n going out in the noonday sun is for mad dogs ‘n Englishmen ‘n I don’t fit either category (least, I don’t think I do)...so we loaded up Willie ‘n the poodle-dogger, rolled back the top ‘n headed out in the cool of the evening (car thermometer said 93o)....drivin’ down the street in my faux Cadillac, both hands on the wheel ‘n my shoulders r’ared back....well, it’s a Toyota ‘n not a Cadillac ‘n there weren’t no ‘girls in the front ‘n girls in the back ‘n there darn sure wasn’t no money in a sack in the back....anyways, we wandered the aisles of Winco gawking at the sights, spent all our money ‘n half of the rent (still hung up on that old Roger Miller song)... joked with the cashiers ‘n exited into the night air where the car thermometer said the temp had dropped to a cool 92o....the boyz were a little quiet on the way home...Willie didn’t even bark when we heard another dog ‘n when we got home, Willie was first at the door to get in....ran straight for the water dishes on the floor ‘n pretty much drank up both of them, then flopped down on the kitchen floor ‘n took a little nap....
I carried in the groceries (all that money for something that c’d be carried in one trip)...took out the garbage (tomorrow is collection day) ‘n had a big dish of Tillamook Chocolate ice cream....what a life!.....
I’m just sayin’........
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Lookin' good.....
Exercise is over-rated......I think....people who exercise regularly rave about it....but, I know a lot more people who don’t ‘n the funny thing is....well, people who don’t exercise may be a little fatter ‘n they don’t run off here ‘n there to see ‘n be seen...I have to admit that fit people are out doing...I mean, you see ‘em everywhere, walking, jogging, swimming....they play tennis ‘n golf ‘n go off to concerts ‘n hike ‘n camp ‘n tell great stories about snorkeling in the Bahamas or climbing Kilimanjaro, doing a walking tour of Scotland or Wales or tripping off to Katmandu....I mean these people operate as tho’ they had a built-in perpetual motion machine stuffed up their keisters....The un-fit (of which there are many, many more) putter...they putter here, they putter there, I think it’s just ‘cause they forgot where they putter whatever it is that they’re looking for but I could be wrong.....The un-fit people seem to ‘lunch’ a lot ‘n they take cruises ‘n talk about the food....food is a major interest of the un-fit ‘n they all seem to enjoy it....’n the wine ‘n cocktails ‘n such that goes along with food, of course.....’n naps....the un-fit are big on naps....two or three a day, some of ‘em....’n shows.....the un-fit like their shows....they like theater ‘n movies ‘n free concerts in the park....they especially seem to like free concerts in the park where they bring folding chairs ‘n the occasional bottle of wine or spirits....nothing increases the enjoyment of music in the park like a little wine ‘n cheese, maybe a few crackers, some salami...’course, that kind of diet just runs the fit people up the wall...
funny thing about being fit when age creeps up on a body.....it gets so you can’t eat much of anything....no saturated fats, no sodium, no sugar (God knows no high fructose corn syrup) no alcoholic beverages, no sodas, no ice cream, no bread....you have to keep a close eye on your caloric intake, your blood sugar, your blood pressure....don’t overdo the carbs, don’t overdo the protein....and when you die, whether you’re one of the fit or one of the un-fit, if you get a good make-up artist at the funeral home, your friends’ll say “You never looked better.”
funny thing about being fit when age creeps up on a body.....it gets so you can’t eat much of anything....no saturated fats, no sodium, no sugar (God knows no high fructose corn syrup) no alcoholic beverages, no sodas, no ice cream, no bread....you have to keep a close eye on your caloric intake, your blood sugar, your blood pressure....don’t overdo the carbs, don’t overdo the protein....and when you die, whether you’re one of the fit or one of the un-fit, if you get a good make-up artist at the funeral home, your friends’ll say “You never looked better.”
To be or not.....
Rusty’s gullible, Willie is naive ‘n me, well I’m just old ‘n don’t give a big RA.....
It’s been an unusually cool summer here in Ol Fair Oaks, the coolest in 20 or 30 years or so, I didn’t catch the timing when Whatsisname the weather guy was opining about it the other day but that ain’t important...
The ubiquitous ‘They’ say that timing is everything ‘ they may be right but I don’t care....several years ago, oh maybe 30 or even 40, I disremember which, I had a Timex watch that was a lot smarter than m’self....it was programmed thru the turn of the millenium ‘n the durn thing kept track of ev’rything in the world....or almost...
problem was, I got tired of knowing the time to the fraction of a second....it was just too damn precise for me was the problem...so I gave the damn thing away ‘n got m’self a fairly accurate timepiece that showed the time give or take a minute or so ‘n I figure that’s close enough for government work anyway....actually, that’s a lot closer than the government ever gets.....I mean, they ain’t exactly known for getting things done on time and under budget...just the opposite...My grandma use’ta say, “If a thing is worth doing, it’s worth doing well.” Our government seems to work on the assumption that if a thing seems t’be worth doing, they should make a lot of regulations to insure that it’s done in perpetuity....LOL...maybe that’s why so many Congress persons seem to belive that they’re entitled to lifetime jobs...I betcha if they c’d leave their positions to their children....oh, wait a minnit....that’s how the concept of royalty got so entrenched over in Europe in the first place.....I wonder if that’s why the Democrats are so all-fired set on turning the USA into some kind of european clone......
Rusty ‘n Willie, my two little dogs are just natural born Democrats...gullible, naive ‘n they look t’me to provide both of ‘em with food, drink ‘n a warm bed....Nah! They ain’t Democrats, they’re just dogs doing what dogs do ‘n they ain’t bad at it.....
It’s been an unusually cool summer here in Ol Fair Oaks, the coolest in 20 or 30 years or so, I didn’t catch the timing when Whatsisname the weather guy was opining about it the other day but that ain’t important...
The ubiquitous ‘They’ say that timing is everything ‘ they may be right but I don’t care....several years ago, oh maybe 30 or even 40, I disremember which, I had a Timex watch that was a lot smarter than m’self....it was programmed thru the turn of the millenium ‘n the durn thing kept track of ev’rything in the world....or almost...
problem was, I got tired of knowing the time to the fraction of a second....it was just too damn precise for me was the problem...so I gave the damn thing away ‘n got m’self a fairly accurate timepiece that showed the time give or take a minute or so ‘n I figure that’s close enough for government work anyway....actually, that’s a lot closer than the government ever gets.....I mean, they ain’t exactly known for getting things done on time and under budget...just the opposite...My grandma use’ta say, “If a thing is worth doing, it’s worth doing well.” Our government seems to work on the assumption that if a thing seems t’be worth doing, they should make a lot of regulations to insure that it’s done in perpetuity....LOL...maybe that’s why so many Congress persons seem to belive that they’re entitled to lifetime jobs...I betcha if they c’d leave their positions to their children....oh, wait a minnit....that’s how the concept of royalty got so entrenched over in Europe in the first place.....I wonder if that’s why the Democrats are so all-fired set on turning the USA into some kind of european clone......
Rusty ‘n Willie, my two little dogs are just natural born Democrats...gullible, naive ‘n they look t’me to provide both of ‘em with food, drink ‘n a warm bed....Nah! They ain’t Democrats, they’re just dogs doing what dogs do ‘n they ain’t bad at it.....
Monday, August 16, 2010
Politically correct or else....
So Bloomberg sez, “It’ll be a sad day for America if opponents of the proposed mosque get their way.”
I think it’s a sad day when our elected officials, officials that are supposed to represent American citizens take it upon themselves to chide those citizens for being upset over Islamic radicals thumbing their noses at America....
One of the major flaws with the Democrat-controlled Obama government is the ‘holier than thou’ elitist attitude that thinks they know better than the poor, dumb average citizen, and if they could only dumb down their language enough, why we would all understand that it’s all for our own good.
Obama tells us that it’s all about ‘Freedom of Religion’ as “That’s all you need to know.” But, maybe Obama and his hand-picked posse ‘ain’t really as smart as they think they are’...because every informed American citizen knows that historically, Muslims have built mosques to celebrate their victories and they build them on or as near to the site of that victory as possible.
This proposed mosque is not about a house of worship for Muslim masses. If it were, they would have acceded to David Pattersons offer to help them relocate. No! This is Racidal Islamism thumbing their noses at The Great Satan.
It should not be built. No American should work on it. And should any structure arise on that site so long as it is in Muslim hands, it should be destroyed.
During Islams ‘Glory Days’, it was common practice when they triumped over an area to slaughter every man, woman and child, along with the animals and, in some cases, salt the ground so that nothing would grow there in the future.
Mohammed proselytized, not with words but with Fire and Sword.
I think it’s a sad day when our elected officials, officials that are supposed to represent American citizens take it upon themselves to chide those citizens for being upset over Islamic radicals thumbing their noses at America....
One of the major flaws with the Democrat-controlled Obama government is the ‘holier than thou’ elitist attitude that thinks they know better than the poor, dumb average citizen, and if they could only dumb down their language enough, why we would all understand that it’s all for our own good.
Obama tells us that it’s all about ‘Freedom of Religion’ as “That’s all you need to know.” But, maybe Obama and his hand-picked posse ‘ain’t really as smart as they think they are’...because every informed American citizen knows that historically, Muslims have built mosques to celebrate their victories and they build them on or as near to the site of that victory as possible.
This proposed mosque is not about a house of worship for Muslim masses. If it were, they would have acceded to David Pattersons offer to help them relocate. No! This is Racidal Islamism thumbing their noses at The Great Satan.
It should not be built. No American should work on it. And should any structure arise on that site so long as it is in Muslim hands, it should be destroyed.
During Islams ‘Glory Days’, it was common practice when they triumped over an area to slaughter every man, woman and child, along with the animals and, in some cases, salt the ground so that nothing would grow there in the future.
Mohammed proselytized, not with words but with Fire and Sword.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Happy Birthday Cary Heather.....
My baby had a birthday t'day and the clan gathered in celebration....we've been lucky in life, Millyrose and me....Millyrose and I ... the both of us.....good karma, Millyrose was told recently....of course, it helps if you have enuff sense to come in out of the rain but, all in all, good luck is more to be desired than brainpower.....There's a line in an old Roger Miller song, "You can't rollerskate in a buffalo herd but you can be happy if you've a mind to."
And quoting Red Skelton, "Good night and God bless!"
And quoting Red Skelton, "Good night and God bless!"
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