Hello dear chums and hi ho from the desert city of Las Vegas. What a great day wandering around, seeing/greeting old friends and talking about the latest and greatest gigabit router/switcher etc. The world will never know or appreciate the engineers who have brought us to where we can reasonably expect to talk to anyone everywhere at any time.
But I digress.
Let's go from smart people to absolutely ignorant people.
This morning Bush said something to the effect that we should start drilling for oil off the coast. So AOL ran a survey that basically said, "Do you agree?" Well 67% said YES. But about 30% said NO.
How do you account for that level of stupid?
Look dumb dumbs. We are getting it stuck up our collective gas pipes because we haven't brought on any new supplies for about 30 years. You are screwed because we have a bunch of ignorant environmental wackos who the Democrats are totally scared of.
Just say no to the bs they are passing out. Say yes to drilling. Say yes to us taking back our country. Our future.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
$400,000 come a millon and one
Actually the saying is "7 come 11" but since I am in Las Vegas, I thought you might enjoy reading about how you can actually get rich in Las Vegas.
Of course it helps if you are a US Senator.
Of course it helps if you are a US Senator.
The Associated Press has an exclusive report on a series of real estate transactions by Senate Minority Leader Harry Reid, in which he parlayed a $400,000 investment into a $1.1 million return in just six years.
Che and Hussein and the judge

ELYRIA, Ohio (AP) — A judge in Ohio says the state's method of putting prisoners to death is unconstitutional because two of three drugs used in the lethal injection process can cause pain.
Lorain County Common Pleas Judge James Burge said Tuesday the state's lethal injection procedure doesn't provide the quick and painless death required by Ohio law.
Burge said Ohio must stop allowing a combination of drugs and focus instead on a single, anesthetic drug
This is interesting in several respects. First we have an American judge with a poster of an avowed enemy of America on his office wall.
I have to wonder if he is elected. And if so, why?
Secondly we see the shared honor of having Hussien posted on the same wall.
This tells us what a supporter believes Hussein's policies will be.
Thirdly we have this judge claiming that the current execution procedure doesn't provide the quick and painless death required by Ohio law. I have no idea if he is a doctor or chemist, and if not where he gets his information. But I digress.
If it is quick executions he is looking for, perhaps he should study Che's methods.
One morning the horrible sound of that rusty steel door swinging open startled us awake and Che's guards shoved a new prisoner into our cell. His face was bruised and smeared with blood. We could only gape. He was a boy, couldn't have been much older than 12, maybe 14.
"'What did you do?' We asked horrified. 'I tried to defend my papa,' gasped the bloodied boy. 'I tried to keep these Communist sons of b**tches form murdering him! But they sent him to the firing squad.'"
Soon Che's goons came back, the rusty steel door opened and they yanked the valiant boy out of the cell. "We all rushed to the cell's window that faced the execution pit," recalls Mr. San Martin. "We simply couldn't believe they'd murder him! Then we spotted him, strutting around the blood-drenched execution yard with his hands on his waist and barking orders � the gallant Che Guevara.
"Here Che was, finally in his element. In battle he was a sad joke, a bumbler of epic proportions [for details see "Fidel: Hollywood's Favorite Tyrant"], but up against disarmed and bloodied boys he was a snarling tiger.
"'Kneel Down!' Che barked at the boy.
"'ASSASSINS!' We screamed from our window. 'MURDERERS!! HOW CAN YOU MURDER A LITTLE BOY!'
"'I said, KNEEL DOWN!' Che barked again.
"The boy stared Che resolutely in the face. 'If you're going to kill me,' he yelled. 'you'll have to do it while I'm standing! MEN die standing!'
"COWARDS! MURDERERS! Sons of B**TCHES!" The men yelled desperately from their cells. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!" HOW CAN ...?!"
"And then we saw Che unholstering his pistol. It didn't seem possible. But Che raised his pistol, put the barrel to the back of the boy's neck and blasted. The shot almost decapitated the young boy.
There you go judge. Surely if it is good enough for Che it is good enough for you.
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Good Morning Las Vegas!!

I always loved cartoons. Taz here is one of my favorites... a friend once started calling me TD because he claimed I could walk around and take a bite out of everything... Untrue of course. Besides Taz is really a sweetheart.
Bugs and Donald are also favorites.....I don't watch many cartoons anymore.. When my Grandson was younger I noted that what he was watching was somewhat PC.. I didn't protest. Learning to live with everyone hurts no one. Now if we could just get "everyone" to decide to live with "us."
Wiley Coyote was also a favorite, and still is. You have to admire his effort.
Oh, you thought this was going to be some pithy comment about Vegas? Well, think about the unreality of cartoons and then about a city in the middle of the desert with no water, no land that will grow anything and has millions of people coming yearly to enjoy losing their money.
And you think cartoons are unreal??
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Going to the dogs
A friend once said to my wife that if he came back as a dog when he died he wanted to be ours. But none of ours have ever been treated like this.
He might want to see if he could make a better deal.
Yes indeed, it's a dog's life.
He might want to see if he could make a better deal.
Trouble for Trouble! Judge Knocks $10 Mil from Helmsley Dog’s Take
It all seemed pretty rich, until we read about the expense sheet for Trouble (pictured), the Maltese poodle left behind by the late Leona Helmsley, who died last August at 87. In papers that were reportedly unsealed today, Manhattan surrogate court judge Renee Roth, along with New York State’s Attorney General’s Office, reduced Trouble’s trust fund from $12 million to $2 million. According to the report in the NY Post, the deal also entailed $6 million in payments to Helmsley’s two disinherited grandchildren, amid their allegations that Helmsley wasn’t mentally competent when she signed her will.
As for Trouble’s future well-being, she now resides in Florida with Carl Lekic, the general manager of the Helmsley Sandcastle Hotel, reports the NYP. In an affidavit, Lekic said that “Two million dollars . . . would be enough money to pay for Trouble’s maintenance and welfare at the highest standards of care for more than 10 years, which is more that twice her reasonably anticipated life expectancy,” he said.
Lekic put Trouble’s annual expenses at $190,000, which includes Lekic’s $60,000 guardian fee, $100,000 for ’round-the-clock security, $8,000 for grooming, $3,000 for miscellaneous expenses, $1,200 for food and anywhere from $2,500 to $18,000 for medical care.
Yes indeed, it's a dog's life.
The Left is all a flutter over the "world's:
supposed happiness that Bush will be soon be gone.
Yeah. Like these are the people I should be worried over what they think.
Now the indictment was in January 2007. I can find nothing on his arrest and trial.
We should make a deal with the UN.
You send us Sevan and we will reconisder our cut off of funds to the UN and your ejection from US soil.
Yeah. Like these are the people I should be worried over what they think.
This morning, jointly with the Manhattan DA’s office, they announced the indictment in New York’s Southern District of Annan’s handpicked head of the former Oil-for-Food program, Benon Sevan, on charges of bribery and conspiracy to commit wire fraud.
Also charged is Ephraim Nadler (a.k.a. “Fred Nadler”), a brother-in-law of former UN Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali. If that sounds like the UN might be prone to problems at the top, keep going. The web of fathers-sons-sisters-brothers-and-wives is stunning; and there is of course the mystery of the death of Benon Sevan’s pensioner aunt, whom Sevan claimed was the source of the $160,000 that the Feds allege he took in Oil-for-Food pay-offs, and who perished after falling into the elevator shaft of her Cyprus apartment block, just as Oil-for-Food investigations were taking shape in early 2004.
Now the indictment was in January 2007. I can find nothing on his arrest and trial.
In October 2005 it was reported he had fled the US and returned to his native Cyprus. The extradition treaty between the US and Cyprus does not require Cyprus to send Sevan to the US.
We should make a deal with the UN.
You send us Sevan and we will reconisder our cut off of funds to the UN and your ejection from US soil.
Las Vegas Bits and Pieces
So I'm gonna get on a silver bird, see? And I'm gonna go to Las Vegas, see?
Why do I have this urge to talk like that? We all know that Vegas is a family vacation spot, see? errrr, Right? Well actually I think they've given up on that. Now it's, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!"
Of really? Then why does those credit card companies keep sending bills???
And a lapse in judgement with certain, er, ladies... can provide you with something that stays with you forever....
I've been going to Vegas for years and years. Best shows? Sinatra. Period. Besides, what other star could have Sammy Davis, Jr. open for him?
Most obnoxious people in Vegas? The local poker players who will do almost anything to make a tourist that is hot, leave.
Best hotel? Marriott Suites. (I said hotel, not casino hotel.)
Dedication Las Vegas style? A Saturday morning. A 60ish player in the 10-20 poker game looks kinda peaked... grey around the mouth... stands up staggers backwards, falls over.... security rushes up.... medics rush up... start treatment. Floor man counts his chips and picks them up... Dealer yells, "Got a seat on table 6!" And deals..... Elapsed time about 5 minutes.. Hands missed? Maybe 3.
You will find sympathy between shit and syphilis in the dictionary.
Guy wanders up to a crap table, throws a $100 chip on the felt and says, "On the double 6's." Which is a one roll bet that pays 33 to 1... The shooter shoots and 66 pops up... As the house man stacks the $3300 he asks, "Wanna press the bet?"
To which the gambler replies, "You got a mirror?"
Someone says, "Huh? Why?"
The gambler, picking up his money and leaving without giving the table a tote, "I just wanna see if I got STUPID written on my forehead."
A very well endowed lady at the bar about 20 feet away notices it all and starts a path to bump into the gambler as planned and studied as any NFL cornerback would use on a wide receiver.
You want love? Buy a dog or make a nice score. ;-)
Wanna double your money in Vegas? Take it out, fold it over...put it back.
See you later, dear chums. Don't want to miss the flight!
Why do I have this urge to talk like that? We all know that Vegas is a family vacation spot, see? errrr, Right? Well actually I think they've given up on that. Now it's, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!"
Of really? Then why does those credit card companies keep sending bills???
And a lapse in judgement with certain, er, ladies... can provide you with something that stays with you forever....
I've been going to Vegas for years and years. Best shows? Sinatra. Period. Besides, what other star could have Sammy Davis, Jr. open for him?
Most obnoxious people in Vegas? The local poker players who will do almost anything to make a tourist that is hot, leave.
Best hotel? Marriott Suites. (I said hotel, not casino hotel.)
Dedication Las Vegas style? A Saturday morning. A 60ish player in the 10-20 poker game looks kinda peaked... grey around the mouth... stands up staggers backwards, falls over.... security rushes up.... medics rush up... start treatment. Floor man counts his chips and picks them up... Dealer yells, "Got a seat on table 6!" And deals..... Elapsed time about 5 minutes.. Hands missed? Maybe 3.
You will find sympathy between shit and syphilis in the dictionary.
Guy wanders up to a crap table, throws a $100 chip on the felt and says, "On the double 6's." Which is a one roll bet that pays 33 to 1... The shooter shoots and 66 pops up... As the house man stacks the $3300 he asks, "Wanna press the bet?"
To which the gambler replies, "You got a mirror?"
Someone says, "Huh? Why?"
The gambler, picking up his money and leaving without giving the table a tote, "I just wanna see if I got STUPID written on my forehead."
A very well endowed lady at the bar about 20 feet away notices it all and starts a path to bump into the gambler as planned and studied as any NFL cornerback would use on a wide receiver.
You want love? Buy a dog or make a nice score. ;-)
Wanna double your money in Vegas? Take it out, fold it over...put it back.
See you later, dear chums. Don't want to miss the flight!
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