Sure, maybe he’s no Horace H. Lurton (ColbyCosh.com)

I didn’t watch the segment on the Israeli Air Force; did they perhaps describe it as “one of the more significant agglomerations of aviation know-how in the Middle Eastern region”?

I might just maybe be drunk, but that’s a pretty good line that makes me laugh. Cosh is an exception that proves the rule there is naught but morons in the media.

Yes, I know prove means test in the original iteration…try explaining that any modern Eloi you run across.

Pushing pixels with CSS is not as fun as shooting my 1911 or M1A. Even a dry day of flycasting beats that all to hell.

Because I don’t want to be a jinx.

writebastard
Ian Wood is back…always liked his style.

How the South Won (This) Civil War | Print Article | Newsweek.com

The outcome was that a substantial portion of the new nation developed, over many generations, a rather savage, unsophisticated set of mores. Traditionally, it has been balanced by a more diplomatic, communitarian Yankee sensibility from the Northeast and upper Midwest. But that latter sensibility has been losing ground in population numbers–and cultural weight.

It seems the ruffians of the south and the west have upset a tea party somewhere up north.

While I don’t particularly shive a git about some schmuck from Newsweak, let me make one point — the last thing I can remember anybody from back East inventing was sub-prime mortgage derivatives. How’s that working out for you, Melvin? Marvin…whatever.

You know, I feel like I’m back in my mainframe days, without any of the tools.

There are eight nine websites I support, all of them using Wordpress. There goes my Sunday.

THAT’S MR. SYSADMIN TO YOU UPDATE: Well, that only took three hours, two pots of coffee, a turkey sandwich, and a pack of Marlboros. I’m going to ass up my couch and watch some roundy-rounds. Talladega is one of my fav-oh-right tracks. Or in the moron wordz of the kidz, I KAN HAZ NASCAR NOW?

I simply cannot describe the white-hot fury of 10,000 suns that boils up inside when I consider the abomination that is Accounting. I reckon that this enormous pile of lingo and rules is one of, if not the, biggest impediments to business. You know, getting shit done and making people happy.

Between lawyers and accountants, it’s a toss-up, as far as I’m concerned, which guild is most guilty for delaying the advancement of mankind.

I guess they’re necessary. Everybody tells me they are. I’m a moron for thinking like this: here’s what I spent on shit to make the business go, here’s the money I got for shit I sold - how much do you want, guv?

Meanwhile, I sit here and contemplate this enormous pile of fucking paper — paper, in 2008 — and ponder the absolute necessity of filing deposit slips in the correct manila folder and stapling them in the proper orientation to copy #30 of…was this an invoice or a PO? The problem is not going to go away. Paper, paper, paper — reams of it.

It’s enough to make me say screw it and just go get a real job. No wonder I drink like a fish.

Great, keep it in the ground. It’ll make us go nuclear electric that much faster, and it’ll make Brazil get their off-shore stuff flowing, and it’ll make NoDak Texas, Jr. Then what, Saudis? You gonna feed that oil to your grandkids?

Hoarding is the New Black. That never works unless you’re DeBeers selling diamonds, notably a non-fungible commodity, to housewives.

Via John Robb, who is an enormous Peak Oil shill. Clearly, we disagree (I say that as if he even knows who I am. )

The Crypt’s Blog - Politico.com

Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid (D-Nev.) said Thursday that he may have to push undecided superdelegates to make their decisions in the Democratic presidential race, if the contest stretches into June.

Reid said he would consider writing a joint letter with Democratic National Committee Chairman Howard Dean and House Speaker Nancy Pelosi (D-Calif.) demanding that superdelegates make their endorsements public.

“The three of us, we may write a joint letter [to superdelegates],” said Reid. “We might do individual letters. We are in contact with each other.”

Reid’s comments suggest that the party’s top three officials are contemplating a high-level intervention if the primary season concludes in June without a nominee and many superdelegates still undecided.

I love that — a ‘high-level intervention.’ Because it is well and truly an addiction of Our Progressive Betters, an addiction to pandering, sexist, racist identity politics. Personally, as an amateur watcher of politics, I’m loving the heck out of this clown show. “We may do this, we may do that, we may do nothing,” says Dingy Harry. That national-level party hack Supreme Commmanders are this discombobulated is laughable.

As far as superdelegates, why would those Triple-AAA party hacks give up their spot in the limelight any earlier than they have to? And only a pinkish party would have named Delegates-Better-Than-Other-Delegates who took this long to figure out their unique levers of power. Tons of fun for the fans of smoky back rooms and bags of cash, a la Used Cars.

I ain’t never going to listen to no Ashlee Simpson.

Clicky the piccy and you get to hear Mr. Ryan Bingham doing South Side of Heaven, not a painted-up talent-free Richardson tart run through voiceFX software.

In the morning mail (yesterday morning, but I’m trying to catch up):

“We in Denmark cannot figure out why you are even bothering to hold an election.

On one side, you have a bitch who is a lawyer, married to a lawyer, or a lawyer who is married to a bitch who is a lawyer.

On the other side, you have a true war hero married to a woman with a huge chest who owns a beer distributorship.

Where is the contest? Is there any question who should win?”

A votre sante, Salud, Skaal and Cheers,

Your friends from Denmark

An MSNBC relationship columnist explains the key to domestic bliss is treating your husband like a misbehaving child in need of a scolding.

What I find humorous about this is not all of the psychologists and random ladies bloviating, it’s that this shit has been going for thousands of years. Yet, somehow, men and ladies still get married and produce families, yet nobody ever learns a goddamned thing — nobody.

I’m almost 50 years old, and I still don’t care, not even if that Scarlett chick with the boobs was bitching at me (even in a nice satin purple boustier and fishnet stockings), that I ain’t good enough. I’ll scrub the toilet when it starts grossing me out, and not before. Furthermore, we expect all the squawking at any level of engagement beyond a cocktail, and we’ve learned to tune it right out, I’m guessing for most men, right around sixth grade. It’s why God invented table saws & garages & cigars. Go scrub till your OCD is quieted - I’ll be here making woooden ashtrays and shit, and drinking beer. Because I don’t care. But we still love you, regardless of the fact that you can’t accept that the human race spent 99% of our existence in rock caves with dirt floors and ate some pretty rancid stuff most all of the time and somehow we made it this far.

Replay this Live Blog

That is quite possibly the most stultifying phrase I can imagine.

I do sincerely love the internet and Web 2.6.1 or whatever we’re up to, but there is simply no reason whatsoever for any American to replay a live blog. Unless you’re bottom-feeding for choice bits, which, thanks, the world offers enough, I’m sure you’ve noticed.

Bill: Stop selling Playboy, Penthouse on base - Army News, opinions, editorials, news from Iraq, photos, reports - Army Times

“Our troops should not see their honor sullied so that the moguls behind magazines like Playboy and Penthouse can profit,” said Rep. Paul Broun, R-Ga., unveiling his House bill April 16.

His Military Honor and Decency Act would amend a provision of the 1997 Defense Authorization Act that banned sales of “sexually explicit material” on military bases.

Somebody should ask this dipshit who’s selling them the pens and paper for Capitol Hill, and if they profit.

#1, someone needs to explain the problems inherent in verticalization to this moron, and #2, I’m putting it at 8-3 that his wife put him up to this, or a recent Baptist conversion. And a #3 - is every other bit of American hash settled? Do we have time to be worrying about tit mags? Or maybe Paul can find some time to clear the way for DRILLING FOR OIL?

That right there is why I will never honor another politician with a vote. Piss on them all.

McCain opposes equal pay bill in Senate - Yahoo! News

Senate Republicans killed the bill Wednesday night on a 56-42 vote that denied the measure the 60 votes needed to advance it to full debate

I seem to remember hearing that Our Progressive Betters had taken over the levers of power in Congress. So, if I’m doing my math right, that means there are 56 Republicans and 42 Democrats, which, I know, it only equals 96, and there’s supposed to be 100, seeing as how there are 50 states times two senators. I’m pretty sure I have most of that math right. Where are those other 4? Were they incapacitated somehow…comas or something? It’s 2008, you know…IM that vote, bitches.

I’ll just say that I know nothing about no equal pay bill, and if you were to ask I’d say that I don’t know why our Senators are dicking around with payrolls, personally. I’m just doing arithmetic, and memory exercises. Did I imagine 2006? Am I done gone senile?