Author Archives: Joel

QoD, from The Adaptive Curmudgeon… I don’t care if you’re the goddamn genius wonderkind cancer curing God-king of all you survey. You are not “overqualified” at making coffee until you’re good… indeed excellent… at making coffee. The mistaken idea that … Continue reading →

In his endless quest to keep his privacy or something, this guy just can’t keep his name (and video) out of the news. Seriously, I want to bear this guy’s children. He’s a hoot that never gets old. The search … Continue reading →

Two days a week I go shit-shoveling. And when the weather’s cool I COULD take the boys with me, but they have to stay in the Jeep because they’re not civilized around horses – and H’s horses would feel no … Continue reading →

…is to connect it with anything “Miss America”-related. I believe the last time – possibly the only time – I watched a Miss America pageant was in 1972. I remember it because I’d recently been released from the hospital and … Continue reading →

“Why can’t they just hire a lobbyist like everyone else?” – Unnamed congressional staffer As Claire said, “That should go down in history along with ‘Let them eat cake.’” Or as Mel Brooks said, Yeah, Louis was that clueless, too. … Continue reading →

The clouds blew out of here – temporarily, from the looks of things – around eleven. And I do mean blew. I’ve often said that our little patch of paradise only has four kinds of weather: *Too damn cold*Too damn … Continue reading →

Cloudy morning. Inverter’s crying like a little girl. Maybe later, but gotta go now.

I was in a hurry yesterday, ’cause M and Landlady wanted to go to town and there was Mexican food involved, which meant I wanted to go to town. But I want to thank Donkey Buster and Claire for the … Continue reading →

Claire just sent me this, courtesy of a reader who has her email addy and not mine. Thanks, MJR! This is going on the sidebar somewhere, fer shur. UPDATE: And another… And look what the Landlady Express brought me today! … Continue reading →

…that when somebody describes himself as a “law-abiding citizen” there’s always this tone of pride? I’d go so far as to call it smug. You can hear the “I don’t have anything to hide, so I don’t have anything to … Continue reading →

Got freakin’ cold last night. For the first time since we moved into the Lair the temperature on the ground floor was in the thirties. High thirties, but still. Oddly, the Lair’s water didn’t freeze. Took forever for the fire … Continue reading →

I don’t completely mind waking up with ridiculously dated songs in my head. The really bad ones are kind of entertaining. I wonder about the dreams I can’t remember, though – something’s putting these things in my head. But, see, … Continue reading →

Stop worrying, you stupid privacy freaks. The commerce department isn’t even part of the government. Seriously. STANFORD, Calif.–President Obama is planning to hand the U.S. Commerce Department authority over a forthcoming cybersecurity effort to create an Internet ID for Americans, … Continue reading →

He’s gonna flunk the fifth grade, but he’s all right. by Daphne A question on my fifth grader’s math worksheet. The Jones family ate dinner out last Sunday. The bill was $25.50. Mr. Jones left a 50% tip. Do you … Continue reading →

Aww! Diddums get your candles laughed at? It seems the Coalition to Promote Victim Disarmament doesn’t like gunbloggers’ reaction to their candlelight photo opportunities. Missing the point entirely, they named the names of those bad, bad people. And missed mine, … Continue reading →

Today over at WRSA I saw a clip of that scene in Casa Blanca where, to drown out a bunch of evil vicious singing Nazis, the band and all the patrons of Rick’s Café Américain break out into La Marseillaise. … Continue reading →

I won’t hold my breath for the answers, though… H/T to Codrea.

Hey, remember the TSA cupcake kerfuffle from a few weeks ago? No, of course you don’t – there’ve probably been a thousand real outrages since then. Yeah, but you cynical TSA-bashers should all be ashamed of yourselves. Ashamed, I say! … Continue reading →