Thursday, June 30, 2005

Granny Gets The Bad Guy

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Seems this grandma was going to have none of her would-be mugger's crap. When he tried to swipe her pup, she whacked him with her book bag, knocking him of his bike, then booted him in the nads.

I can only hope that his buddies were watching it happen. The humilation of getting a whoopin' from a little 'ole lady can only be second to the pain coming from his nether regions...

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

So I listened to most of the President's speech tonight. Kind of a waste of time.

I understand the concept of talking points, really I do. But could someone in the White House please figure out how not to repeat the same things over and over again. Find a thesaurus, for chrissakes...

The annoying thing is that I actually found some of the speech offensive. Usually, I can just blow off the inanity of his blathering, including his mangling of "nuclear" (there's only one "u" in nuclear, chief). But tonight, two things got me cranked off.

First, Iraq and 9/11 have nothing to do with each other. Lest we forget, the reason given for going into Iraq was the imminent use of WMD. Saddam had them, and we had to stop him. Except he didn't. No, the real villain of 9/11 was Osama Bin Laden. You know, the guy who's still out there chuckling every time our fearless leader opens his mouth. No matter how many times these guys try to link the two, there is just no connection. In fact, the only reason that terrorism is blossoming in Iraq is because we invaded Iraq. Go figure. And yet, 9/11 is still being linked to Iraq, nearly half a dozen times in this speech.

The other was the but about supporting our troops. I believe wholeheartedly in supporting our men and women in the military. They deserve it. No, the problem here is that at the same time that we are being encouraged to send mail and care packages, and help families here at home, VA budgets fall short by over $1 billion, Humvees are inadequately armored, and parents are having to send protective armor to their children because they aren't getting enough gear in the field. But we citizens have to do more...the hypocrisy boggles the mind.
Wow. Had almost forgotten about this little piece of cyberspace. So, I've thrown on a fresh coat of paint, done up the windows, and had the carpets shampooed. Maybe I'll be more active.

So now that I live and work in Las Vegas, I can say with pretty good certainty that it's a lot like Disneyland, except with booze and gambling. When I worked at Disneyland, I had to deal with kids. Here, I deal with adults acting like kids. Drunk kids. With money.

Still and all, it ain't bad.