Probably yours, too:

I still don’t know why that grabbed me. Yeah, I do — crazed guitars and drums. You needed, badly, to go very dang fast.

Just like with guitars, which I never learned to play, I loved fast cars, but I never learned how to build one. I’m happy to watch the geniuses ply their trade in both arenas, thanks. I still want a Dodge Challenger in lime green with a hemi and a six-pack, though.

The Obama’s view on pies:

“The truth is, in order to get things like universal health care and a revamped education system, then someone is going to have to give up a piece of their pie so that someone else can have more.”

I recently got a very gentle push-back when I said Barack NMI Obama was just to the right of Karl Marx. Well, if that ain’t “From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.”, I’ll eat my fucking 10-gallon 10x silverbelly right damn now. Someone go on and explain how it’s not.

These elitists just never, ever, ever get that it’s possible to grow that damn pie. I detest them for their stupidity and the influence they have. All you have to do is look at history. Look at it. We’re not still living in caves = bigger damn pies. Why do people think that that’s all the pie we could ever possibly bake? Worse, that the pies we can bake are going to start getting smaller.

I feature it as megalomania of sorts. Know-it-alls. My mama had it right 40 years ago.

P.S. Just how long are we going to accept the feds throwing Hefty bags full of $100 bills at schools for an education system?

I’m given to understand, by my bidness podnah, that there are actually people giving money to other people in order to set up virtual conference rooms with avatars in places like that Second Life* thing, and that some of those same people are paying other people for anonymity guarantees for the avatars, and that some other bunch of those people are paying other people for de-anonymizing code because their valuable virtual presentations and meetings are being disrupted by unknown or unknowable avatars. Kind of like me virtually running rampant through a kickoff in a virtual Mexican wrestling mask, I guess. I never did that, you know, no matter what stories you hear.

This disturbs me on many levels, not least of which is that I couldn’t get funding for a real product that serves a $20BB market, and now I’m bootstrapping in my garage with code donated for a handle-bottle of vodka, an ass-pocket full of credit card bills, and lots of teeny-tiny Chinee knock-off components. It’s not that bad, either. I’d love some crazy fucking VC money for hookers and blow and a nacho cheese fountain, but this way, I’m going to own what I own. And I most likely won’t have an avatar dicking around on a virtual island conference package. Though if I did, it would be Sasquatch, and it would be controlled by my comely short-skirted Ukranian secretary while I’m playing First Life golf with the gang.

* Why did they invent Second Life? Because their first one sucked so damn bad. Still, millionaires…who can kick?

Bad weather, bad traffic, and frighteningly horrible Major League pitching”

Tuesday, however, offered the Rangers a rare chance to make a different impression on the 48,808 fans who braved a less-than-sunny forecast and the prospect of gnarled traffic because of construction around Rangers Ballpark in Arlington.

Alas, it turns out the pitching may be a lot like the construction – it’s a work in progress.

In an 8-1 loss to Baltimore, Mesquite’s Jason Jennings walked the bases loaded in his first inning in Arlington. The bullpen was up by the third, and Jennings was gone before the end of the fifth.

That’s my hometown 9. And there’s not never been construction around the Ballpark. Or Arlington Stadium, for that matter.