How the West was won!

The Arizona Cardinals have a win/loss record of 6-3 and they have a four-game lead in their division.

The Washington Redskins have a win/loss record of 6-3 and they trail in their division by two games.

58 shopping days till christmas. . .

Apple cider has already vanished from some grocers' shelves, but the dairy case is stocked with eggnog before Halloween.

Media bias? I don't believe it!

Contrasting McCain with his hero, Joe declared a few weeks back, "When the stock market crashed, Franklin D. Roosevelt got on the television and ... said, 'Look, here's what happened.'"

Nice historical reference. Except when the market crashed in 1929, Hoover was president, and there was no television.

Can one imagine what the press would have done to Sarah Palin had she exhibited such ignorance of history. Or Dan Quayle?

- Pat Buchanan

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BTW I'm Voting For Mccain / Palin

Politics follows life

My second post in one day. How weird is that?

Michelle Malkin has a post on her blog regarding a memorial service at Ground Zero that occurred today involving both presidential candidates as well as the mayor of new york. She is critical of Barack Obama and makes the claim that Obama tossed his flowers onto the memorial while

"By contrast, John McCain and his wife kneel and gently, somberly, place their roses down at the foot of the 9/11 tribute."

I watched both videos and did not see the striking difference between the two that Michelle did and I think it might be hard to criticize every minute thing that a person does. We can not see into the hearts of the people. Who knows, maybe Barack Obama has a bad back.

On the other hand, if you watch the second of the videos (it's long - about 10 minutes) you see the two candidates walking along and shaking the hands and talking to first responders. That was touching to see, and in my opinion that's where the difference in the two candidates shows.

First of all, McCain has his wife with him. Obama's wife was not there. I like that image of the man who would be commander-in-chief to have his wife with him instead of having her own agenda. (i'm not being sexist here, if the candidate was a female, I would still want to see their spouse supporting).

Secondly - watch the progression down the line. Poor Obama shakes hands and is ready to move on to the next person, but he can't because McCain is having a meaningful conversation with the person in front of him.

Third - watch the pins. Of the first responders, one that I saw gives a pin from his lapel to McCain. Another one gives a pin to his wife Cindy. It was very touching. Now again, I could possibly be reading too much into this, but I did not see Obama receive a pin. He did receive flowers from someone near the end.

Here is the video that Michelle Malkin has on her site.

Here is her website if you want to go to the source: Michelle Malkin

They should be wearing a cape

Most days on my way to work I walk past a FDNY station. Not every day, I like to vary my route just so that it stays interesting.

Today I had to walk past there. They had a special memorial outside and a lot of activity. A lot of people there, getting pictures and talking to the firefighters. It was nice to see. I think that most new yorkers still see Firemen as heroes after 7 years of remembering 9/11. Today I really wanted to go to each one and shake their hand and thank them, but they had a lot of that going on.

The world is an evil place, and there are evil things being done every day. I'm grateful that there are people that are willing to sacrifice to fight that. Even if they don't understand it.

Didn't see that coming

On the way to work I was walking along the sidewalk and this girl that claims to be psychic was preparing to set up a table. She had someone carrying a table for her and he runs into me. After he runs into me she says, "Watch out!"


Now I would have been really impressed if she had said it before he ran into me.

Bobcats on the Wall

Bobcats have moved into an abandoned/foreclosed home. How cool is that. :)

Here is a pic and a link to the article, some of the comments from readers are hilarious.



Here is the link to the story: http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/laland/2008/09/bobcats-on-a-ba.html

Obama pushing for a raise

in his recent appearance at Rick Warren's Saddleback Church. Warren had asked Obama:

"Now, let’s deal with abortion. 40 million abortions since Roe v. Wade. you know, as a pastor I have to deal with this all of the time. All of the pain and all of the conflicts. I know this is a very complex issue. 40 million abortions. At what point does a baby get human rights in your view?"

Obama responded:

"Well, I think that whether you are looking at it from a theological perspective or a scientific perspective, answering that question with specificity, you know, is above my pay grade."

"We need a President who doesn't think that the protection of the unborn or a newly born baby is above his pay grade."

- Fred Thompson

Myia's first fishing experience was a success!

This is Myia fishing. She's not sure she understands the concept. So I stick this line in the water and what's supposed to happen next?


Oh yea, that's how it works. :) Myia wasn't sure how to use the reel, so she just put down her pole and started pulling in the line.



Well, then she had everyone trying it. That's Samuel sitting next to her looking to catch his own catfish.

Good job Myia on catching your very first fish. :)

Daddy is awfully proud of you.

New York Scam Artist

About four or five months ago a friend and I were walking along 6th Avenue and it appeared that my friend bumped into a man who was carrying food. The man's food went all over the ground. I don't remember anymore what the man said, but to summarize he was a homeless person and this was the only food he had been able to buy all day and now he was going to have to walk all the way back to the deli to get food and he had a hurt foot and it was going to be a huge ordeal for him to get more food.

The homeless man had a friend with him and he starts picking up the food and putting it back into one of those plastic deli food containers. My friend, who shall remain nameless, (Brian) reaches for his wallet. . . now call me cynical but I never give anyone money. I may have just lit them on fire accidentally with my capricious cigarette ash and burned up all the money in their pocket and I still wont give them any money. I'll call an ambulance and apologize profusely, maybe even throw some water on them, but I'm not giving them money. Besides, who picks up food off the street unless you're going to use it again?

So I tell Brian, "Don't give him money. Just apologize and lets move on."

"Don't give me any money? How am I supposed to get some more food?" (throw in your own urban slang for realism) - says the man in outrage? His friend (with some more urban slang) chimes in with similar pearls of wisdom.

So anyway - we move on. . . Brian's (or whatever my friend's name is) co-workers agreed when he got back to the office that the man was most likely a scam artist (although the term artist brings to mind a more sensitive soul than might have resided in the person of our food-flinging vagrant).


Well today, less than an hour ago i'm walking along 6th Avenue once again (it is a place i wander often) and what do I see before me, a man picking up food off of the ground and another man in a suit reaching into a wallet. It was the same homless person that tried to scam my friend. In a tremendous showing of noble spirit, I told the man, "Don't give him any money, he's a scam artist." Then I discovered that the suit with the wallet was a frenchman and I wished I had bit my tongue, but too late at that point.

So anyway, I found it fascinating to find the same guy four months later canvasing the same neighborhood. I wonder how much money he makes with that scam. All you have to do is get some food out of a dumpster (it's not like you're going to be eating it) - walk along, find someone who's paying more attention to the skirt in front of him than on the tramp walking his way and dump food all over the ground and complain about how your foot hurts, and the food is so expensive and what with gas prices these days you'll never be able to afford decent food again because you keep getting gouged when you go to the pump to fill up your H3.

And then, just when you think you've reeled the fish in (hehe fish, get it? frenchman? whatever - tough crowd) and he's reaching for his patent leather wallet . . . along comes some altruistic meddler who breaks up your whole show.

I think next time I see the noisome swindler i'm going to follow him from a distance, and every time he spills food on the ground and someone reaches for their wallet, i'm going to pop out - "Don't do that! he's a scam artist." :) ahh, good time.

Memorial Day

No use for me to copy and paste the article here, just follow this link and read the story

Ferguson

Humphrey Bogart meets C-3PO

I just finished reading The Automatic Detective. It was definitely a good read.
This science fiction novel has everything a good story needs. A nice plot, a great main character and bone crushing action.
And a lot of humor too. It's different than your run of the mill robot sci-fi story.
This is the first time I've read a book by A. Lee Martinez and I was disappointed to discover that he only has 4 other books that he's written so far. I'll have to pick those up and read them. Looks like there is another book due to come out September 2008.
This story definitely has the same feel as a Terry Pratchet or Douglas Adams story. A fascinating story with a bit of the absurd thrown in to make it unique.

Post #. . .whatever comes after two

Today on the way to work I walked past one of those tables for the United Homeless Foundation and the conversation went like this:

him: "Can you spare some change?"

me: *shakes head - keeps walking*

him: "Just a penny sir"

me: *shakes head - keeps walking*

him: "Half a penny?"

me: *grins and shakes head - keeps walking*

him: "how about you just pick up a rock and throw it at me?"

Second Post

I got a nice e-mail from Polo. I don't think I've spoken to him in over . . . five years? Wow, it's been a while.
I sent him an e-mail yesterday he responded today. He said that as incredible as it sounds, he had just typed my name into the google search engine the day before trying to see if he could find some information on me but nothing had come up. Funny timing. After all these years, we still can communicate telepathically.
The news:
He's moved to Machala.
His daughter is sick, but nothing that she wont be over in a couple of days.

And that's about it. We're both hoping that we can start some kind of communication because neither of us have been very good at it in the past. But then again, it's never been quite so easy before either. :)

First Post

I don't have anything to say, I just don't want my blog to be blank so I'm posting this.

Please don't mock me for it.