It’s Faaaaaat Albert. On Hulu! Dyno-mite!!
I’ve updated my T-Shirt wish list! w00t!!
It’s party season. I had three events this weekend (counting a parade). Christmas parties are great… usually. But if you let your tired moodiness get in the way they can be a real drag and you can be a real party pooper. I’m determined not to let that happen to me this year. Inspired by the following white board quip.
Can we ever have a party you don’t poop?
– Dale Gribble
Irony of ironies, I’m actually wearying my “Oh Fudge” Christmas Story t-shirt today. And I just found this article.
For the second day in a row, Judge Robert Ruehlman threw someone in jail and cited him for contempt for cussing in the courtroom. It was an accused gang member Wednesday. On Thursday, it was a private attorney in a non-criminal case.
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As Koenig and Brautigam turned to walk away from the judge, Brautigam called Koenig “a (bleeping) liar.”
“He used the famous F-word,” Koenig said. “(Ruehlman) asked Mr. Brautigam if he said that.”
Brautigam admitted he had and had directed it at Koenig.
Ruehlman cited Brautigam for contempt and sent him to jail for six months.
“I had to give him six months because I gave the other guy (on Wednesday) six months,” Ruehlman said.
Six months in jail!! Wow!!! It really IS the queen-mother of dirty words!
“Oooh fuuudge!” Only I didn’t say “Fudge.” I said THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words, the “F-dash-dash-dash” word! … It was all over – I was dead. What would it be? The guillotine? Hanging? The chair? The rack? The Chinese water torture? Hmmph. Mere child’s play compared to what surely awaited me.
People get upset over the dumbest things. I can’t comprehend how people can be so sensitive. I know I get it from my dad, who has about as much tact as a gorilla at a tea party. Oh, the stories I could tell.
My favorite bumper sticker (sadly it was on the truck I used to own and I haven’t found a replacement) said, in big bold letters, “GET OVER IT.”
So, I hope you’ll have proper context when I say the people who’s panties are wadded over the new Burger King “Whopper Virgins” ad campaign are idiots.
I really love the concept. A whopper and a big mac, side-by-side taste test, offered to people from different cultures that have never had (and sometimes never heard of) a hamburger.
I’ve always thought that food is the most fascinating aspect of culture. Unlike politics, religion, and economics, you can ask a person from a different culture about the food and be sure you’ll never offend them. In fact, I’ve found that they usually enjoy talking about it.
Every time I have a chance to talk to someone from outside the Unites States, I ask them what they think of American food and what they miss about food back home. Everyone eats and everyone has things they like and don’t like to eat. It’s universal and, at least to me, very interesting.
Now, as for the controversy, Hot Air has a post that sums it up. Rather than rehash it here, I’ll just link to it.
The first box of our 2008 Chocolate For Wounded Warriors shipped yesterday. 27 pounds, 10 ounces. Thanks to everyone who contributed and don’t let this be the last! Keep it coming!!
Remember, you can donate at Glenview Baptist Church (in the Loft) or at Alt-N. If you don’t have access to either of those, you can PayPal me some money and I’ll buy full-sized candy bars on your behalf. Use the “Support” link at the bottom of the side bar.
I sent my application off on August 15th. I got a rejection on my fingerprint cards and sent in digital prints some time in September. I got my CHL the Monday after Thanksgiving. Can you say, “backlog?” Can you say, “increased demand?” Can you say, “Jeez, that’s ridiculous?!”
Anyway. The good news is that I can “pack” now. And if you don’t know what any of this is about, I can’t tell you. The C stands for “Concealed*” for a reason.
* Dang it. Spell check failed me again. Thanks DangerDave.
The “Big Three” are back in D.C. today, begging for more of your money. This time, they “humbled” themselves by driving the 8 hours from Detroit. Purely symbolic, playing to the media, don’t buy it.
There are lots of reasons that the US auto industry is a mess. First and formost is that their products suck. If you can’t compete with quality products in any industry, you’re not going to make money.
The other huge contributor is the UAW. Unions are a good thing when they do their job which is to protect workers from abuse and corruption. Their job is NOT to insure retardedly high wages and benefits that drive the company out of business. That’s what the UAW has done.
Good Morning America this morning, in their usual doom-and-gloom, the sky is falling, fright-fest, featured two people who lost their jobs last week. One was a office admin from a failed financial firm. She’s a single mom and can’t make ends meet with her unemployment check alone.
The other was a GM assembly line worker who, between is unemployment check and his UAW benefits, brings home more money, while unemployed, than my wife does from her full time job. That is, this guy (I lost by UAW protected job. Boo hoo hoo.) is pulling down MORE than many hard working, full-time employed Americans. Gee, I wonder how in the world, GM could be hemorrhaging money.
So what do you think? Should the Big Three get billions of dollars of our money?
Tomorrow, I have to work in the office due to a big staff meeting. So, yet again, there won’t be a WFHF video. I did take some video during my Thanksgiving visit to Amarillo, so I’ve got some footage for you, but I don’t know when I’m going to get to produce it.
Don’t give up on me folks!
Nothing cures economic doldrums like some good satire. Check out Fred’s latest vlog. Then enjoy this week’s white board quip.
Why is the man who invests all your money called a “broker”?
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