I coined that term this afternoon, while driving down the interstate. Traffic was terrible; mostly because there were some lane closures, which were well marked, had plenty of advance warning messages, but the bozo drivers didn't pay attention and rode all the way to the barrels in the wrong lane.
Meanwhile, drivers allowed these bozos in, so they became part of the parade. Me? I found an exit and went another way. I don't like bozo parades; they have too many dumbasses involved.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Saturday, March 23, 2013
Beans and Cornbread
We ate beans and cornbread when I was being raised. It was part of the process of a ham dinner. The ham was eaten until there was only enough for my father's lunches. The bone was then boiled with navy beans and the huge pot was consumed with green onions for garnish and cornbread. It was, and still is, damned good eating and inexpensive. While it was necessary for my parents to keep within their food budget, it was a fine effort by both and we ate well.
Debbie Wasserman Shultz is worried about her staffers starving. Their $60,000 to $160,000 yearly salaries are not enough. She blames the sequester, which is becoming a source of angry amusement by U.S. citizens who have suffered for a long time due to the piss-poor management by Congress of the economy. It's hard to convince people the government is in need of money when the President, and Biden, piss off millions to travel for no real reason.
I say they get some beans and a crock pot. That way, they can cook dinner while they work and bring leftovers for lunch....like the people that pay their salaries. There is no sympathy and their whining is becoming annoying.
Debbie Wasserman Shultz is worried about her staffers starving. Their $60,000 to $160,000 yearly salaries are not enough. She blames the sequester, which is becoming a source of angry amusement by U.S. citizens who have suffered for a long time due to the piss-poor management by Congress of the economy. It's hard to convince people the government is in need of money when the President, and Biden, piss off millions to travel for no real reason.
I say they get some beans and a crock pot. That way, they can cook dinner while they work and bring leftovers for lunch....like the people that pay their salaries. There is no sympathy and their whining is becoming annoying.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Advice
I don't use Google Plus. Not that I'm not open to the idea, but I'm wary of anything shiny and new....look what happened to the Indians that sold Manhattan Island.
I'm looking for expert advice. Is it a good idea? According to Google, everything will become much better. I don't believe them, since I'm a grouchy, cynical old fart with a bad elbow, carpal tunnel syndrome and a knee that has a tendency to go out every now and then.
I'm looking for expert advice. Is it a good idea? According to Google, everything will become much better. I don't believe them, since I'm a grouchy, cynical old fart with a bad elbow, carpal tunnel syndrome and a knee that has a tendency to go out every now and then.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Spring
We've had tastes of spring for weeks. The redbuds and azaleas started blooming; clover and dandelions appeared. The cold weather, which is never really that cold is disappearing. It's been over 80 degrees a few days this week.
I cut my mothers yard this evening. It was mostly to even out the odd clumps of different annoyance ground cover plants, but it required a complete pass with the lawnmower. The mowing season is starting, which will soon lead to the weekly cutting, or cussing because the grass is too tall. I don't relish it, but it's part of not having to fight ice and snow all winter. If it wasn't for hurricanes, it would be a paradise for some.
From talking with someone that was raised in Minnesota, the last few days compare to a summer day in that part of the country. If so, I can see where summer is a wonderful time of year and I would relish each day.
I cut my mothers yard this evening. It was mostly to even out the odd clumps of different annoyance ground cover plants, but it required a complete pass with the lawnmower. The mowing season is starting, which will soon lead to the weekly cutting, or cussing because the grass is too tall. I don't relish it, but it's part of not having to fight ice and snow all winter. If it wasn't for hurricanes, it would be a paradise for some.
From talking with someone that was raised in Minnesota, the last few days compare to a summer day in that part of the country. If so, I can see where summer is a wonderful time of year and I would relish each day.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Oh Really?
I saw a sign on a building on the way home:
WARNING! THESE PREMISES ARE PROTECTED BY ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE!
....and all this time I thought the building was protected by rabid weasels with binoculars.
WARNING! THESE PREMISES ARE PROTECTED BY ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE!
....and all this time I thought the building was protected by rabid weasels with binoculars.
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