Explicitly Ambiguous

For $85 Million

This is of course because the Vet was abused by Moore. A clip of him in the hospital was used in that lying crappy movie that the moonbats were orgasmic over. The Vet is angry because the clip was used to make it appear that he was anti-war. He’s not. Read the article.

The Dixie Chicks aren’t sorry. And I’m glad. And grateful. So I went out this weekend and bought their latest CD, which is the one that country music stations controlled by Clear Channel (isn’t that redundant?) are not playing. God Bless America, just not the free speech part, I guess.

The war at home: Fighting for free speech

The author of this articls has her thong in a bunch. The Dixie Chicks new album isn’t getting played on Clear Channel stations and of course, all together now, it’s George Bush’s fault.

Bullshit.

Their album isn’t getting played because every time they open their collective ugly yaps they put down the very audience they want to buy their album. So it might make that audience use their free speech and let the stations know they don’t want the ungrateful wretches music played.

To put it bluntly and simply… the Dixie Chicks pissed in their own chili. You don’t shit where you eat. Now they’re paying for it. And here’s some news for the author of this piece. Yes, they have freedom of speech. They can express whatever ill informed opinion they have. But the country music listeners also have freedom.

They have the freedom not to buy the album and to let the stations they listen to know they don’t like being dissed.

Now the chicks must sleep in the bed they made. Life’s a bitch, ya know?

They think if they can get 600,000,000 people to jump up and down they can change the orbit of the earth… which they believe could stop global warming, etc.

World Jump Day

This has to be a joke.

This year I’m going to introduce Rodger Young to those of you who haven’t heard his story although the name might be familiar.

From Wikipedia

Rodger Wilton Young (April 28, 1918 – July 31, 1943) was an American infantryman in the U.S. Army during World War II. He was
killed on New Georgia (in the New Georgia Islands) while saving his platoon. For his actions, he posthumously received the Medal of
Honor.

Young, a member of the United States National Guard, attained the rank of Sergeant (as shown by his rank insignia in many
photographs), but before going to war he requested that his rank be diminished to Private. As a result of a childhood accident he had increasing problems with his eyesight and hearing. He had originally joined the National Guard, believing that he would not be
accepted into the regular army given his health problems. When his unit was called up he feared that as a Sergeant he would be a liability. After being examined by the company doctor, it was determined that Young was now almost completely deaf and he returned to active duty with the rank of Private.

In 1949, Young’s remains were returned to the United States and he is now buried in McPherson Cemetery in Clyde, Ohio.

In Robert A. Heinlein’s novel Starship Troopers, the troop transport TFCT Rodger Young is named for him, and the song “The Ballad of Rodger Young” by Frank Loesser is featured prominently throughout the book. The ending of the book also contains Young’s
citation for gallantry.

His Medal of Honor Citation

Rank and organization: Private, United States Army, 148th Infantry, US 37th Infantry Division. Place and date: On New Georgia,
Solomon Islands, 31 July 1943. Entered service at: Clyde, Ohio. Birth: Tiffin, Ohio. G.O. No.: 3, 6 January 1944.

Medal of Honor Citation: On 31 July 1943, the infantry company of which Pvt. Young was a member, was ordered to make a limited
withdrawal from the battle line in order to adjust the battalion’s position for the night. At this time, Pvt. Young’s platoon was engaged with the enemy in a dense jungle where observation was very limited. The platoon suddenly was pinned down by intense
fire from a Japanese machine gun concealed on higher ground only 75 yards away. The initial burst wounded Pvt. Young. As the
platoon started to obey the order to withdraw, Pvt. Young called out that he could see the enemy emplacement, whereupon he
started creeping toward it. Another burst from the machine gun wounded him the second time. Despite the wounds, he continued his heroic advance, attracting enemy fire and answering with rifle fire. When he was close enough to his objective, he began throwing hand grenades, and while doing so was hit again and killed. Pvt. Young’s bold action in closing with this Japanese pillbox and thus diverting its fire, permitted his platoon to disengage itself, without loss, and was responsible for several enemy casualties.

Hear the Ballad of Rodger Young

Please ignore the dirty hands on the kid…. gawd I don’t know how he gets so filthy!

When I cleaned out the kids closet I ended up with a huge box filled with well taken care of baby/kid clothes and we had a perfectly good Graco playpen and didn’t know what to do with them. I could have put it all on ebay and made some money or taken them to a consignment place but I didn’t want to do that.

The not so secret secret around the apartment complex is if you put something out that’s in relatively good shape someone will snag it in a hurry. I also knew there were a lot of young families in the complex. So we put the box and the other things outside with a note on the outside about what was in the box. The playpen was placed on top of the box.

They were gone in about 15 minutes.

It may seem silly but after sorting through all of the clothes and getting emotional over the thought of getting rid of them I didn’t want to sell them. I wanted someone who needed them to have them. If someone grabbed them and they sell them, bless em. I did what my heart told me to do.

Now if I could get rid of 1/2 of his freakin toys….

*I don’t know if I wrote about this before or not. The CRS syndrome is kicking in again.

Lame ending. Looks like the writers wrote themselves into a corner and couldn’t find a way out. Why not add one more twist at the end?

Yadda, yadda…

Chinese guy: You’re much too valuable to kill.
*Door opens and Logan’s boss (the guy on the phone) walks in*

All I can say about next season… at least he’s lost the man purse. YES!

Best visual interaction between characters: The small smile Martha gave Logan when he was confronted by the Secret Service. lol

Best line of the season: Aaron Pierce calling Logan “Charles” instead of Mr. President which was ad libbed btw from what I understand. Makes sense. Best line wasn’t written by the writers.

It will be interesting to see how Jack gets out of this one since he’s on a “slow boat to China”.

I’ve been following the Truthout/Rove Indictment/Fitzmas/Democratic Underground debacle quietly. Okay not so quietly. I’ve been laughing my ass off watching the verbal gyrations some have been doing to explain why Rove has been secretly indicted. But what I read in an article today in the Washington Post may cause a grin to be plastered on my face the rest of the day:

Robert Luskin, Karl Rove’s lawyer, says he spent most of the day on May 12 taking his cat to the veterinarian and having a technician fix his computer at home.

He was stunned, therefore, when journalists started calling to ask about an online report that he had spent half the day at his law office, negotiating with Patrick Fitzgerald — and that the special prosecutor had secretly obtained an indictment of Rove.

The cat’s medical tests, Luskin says, found that “the stools were free of harmful parasites, which is more than I can say for this case.”

*Emphasis added

Link

Better him than Landrieu. I’m sure there was quite a bit of wailing and gnashing of teeth from the “family” over the election results. Because of the lost opportunity to fill their pockets at the expense of the citizens of NO.

I think Ray’s main problem during Katrina was that he went into high panic mode and he let his emotions overrule his brain. He was having to contend with a Governor who was playing politics. He was in between the devil and a deep muddy bayou. Hopefully he learned something from the experience. He needs some coaching on being careful with his comments and some help from other Mayors on how to handle disaster situations. Who knows? He might even become a better Mayor in the future having gone through the hell he’s gone through.

Ray’s a boob and a clown but he’s better than the alternative. And you know this portion of his acceptance speech must have made the Dems grind their teeth. lol

*Added Later

I’ve noticed a lot on the right of the blogosphere making all kinds of comments about Nagin winning. Look, they didn’t have a true choice in who they could vote for.

Now for those of you who seem to have forgotten his opponents Sister is that raving harpy bitch (Senator) who wanted to hit Bush and she has since been attacking him at every opportunity. Anyone who has lived there or who lives there knows how corrupt their family has been in the past.

If you really wanted every goddamned dime of OUR money that’s being pumped into New Orleans to go into the Landrieu family’s pockets keep bitching. The people down there had a choice between Ray the Boob and a corrupt Democrat family. They chose the lesser of two evils.

Hell, if I had been down there *I* would have voted for Ray.

You might find this interesting as well:
DEMOCRATIC NATIONAL COMMITTEE WORKED TO DEFEAT NAGIN

So if nothing else it’s another defeat for the liberal Democrats. Smile.

We’ve managed to collect three different objects (goodies) that all together hold 3 gig worth of crap. (Richard’s 1 gig flash drive, my mp3 player, and a memory card for the camera that holds up to a gigs worth of pics). We cleaned the carpets. Went for a midnight walk with the kidlet last night. Had steak for R’s birthday that was out of this world… I cooked it. lol

The ac went on the fritz yesterday so it was ungodly hot in the apartment last night. How hot was it? Put it this way when I walked outside to go to Walmart to get another fan this morning it was cooler outside than it was inside. The kid didn’t sleep well at all last night. He was up and down all night. He’s slept all day and I’m letting him. His skin must have driven him bonkers in the heat last night, poor baby. They’ve fixed the ac so now we’re sitting here slowly cooling off.