Friday, June 2, 2017

Apocalyptic Friday




  • I'm waxing my longboard - I think the tide surge will be at Burleson by 4:00 p.m.
  • Right after lunch, I think I'll head to Cabela's or Bass Pro to get a pontoon houseboat.
  • Can you believe the left's nitwittery in the wake of the President's Paris pull-out?
  • California's Governor Moonbeam vows that his state will honor the Paris accord, and that he is planning a new beachfront Governor's Cabin on Mount Whitney.  On the plus side: Southern California's water woes will be gone.
  • Rather than just listening to idiot talking heads and celebrities' opinions, I decided to go to the source regarding the Paris accord:
The Paris Agreement’s central aim is to strengthen the global response to the threat of climate change by keeping a global temperature rise this century well below 2 degrees Celsius above pre-industrial levels and to pursue efforts to limit the temperature increase even further to 1.5 degrees Celsius. Additionally, the agreement aims to strengthen the ability of countries to deal with the impacts of climate change. To reach these ambitious goals, appropriate financial flows, a new technology framework and an enhanced capacity building framework will be put in place, thus supporting action by developing countries and the most vulnerable countries, in line with their own national objectives. The Agreement also provides for enhanced transparency of action and support through a more robust transparency framework. Further information on key aspects of the Agreement can be found here.
  • Highlights mine.  The paragraph is the second of Essential Elements of the U.N. document describing the FOCU. Note the sidebar entry on the left titled Climate Finance. It describes the mega-bureaucracy to be created to transfer wealth from - can you guess who? - to...well, based on the current U.N. model, we can pretty safely assume that little or none of it would ever be constructively employed in mitigating any climate issues, real or imagined.
  • The reason that world leaders are pissing and moaning about this action, is that the U.S. has, in one stroke, signaled that it will not strait-jacket its economy while simultaneously providing a huge piggy bank to tin-pot dictators and globalist bureaucrats.
  • Fun irony: The former POTUS criticizing the action.  If the former's action had been ratified by the Congress, instead of executive fiat, the current POTUS could not have singlehandedly withdrawn it.  (IMO, even though I hold Congress in low esteem, I still think they'd have had the sense to reject this albatross, which is why the arrogant former POTUS joined by EO.)
Absolutely true.     
  • And speaking of the Congress, the circus blogger suggests that Texas might be better served by a full-time legislature, apparently because that model seems to be working so well for the U.S.
  • Every time I mow, I murder more than a dozen fledgling oak trees, formed from my ADD [hey, look, a human!] squirrels forgetting where they left their nuts.
  • New Orleans recently removed several old statues because they were 'racist', honoring War-Between-the-States/Civil War figures. Now emboldened, the progenitors of such actions are now demanding that LSU remove the obviously racist tiger as its mascot.
  • And the brain-eating amoebas seem to be emigrating west to Texas. Houston activists - or community organizers or whatever - are demanding removal of a statue of Sam Houston in that city. Hoss, this *stuff* is about to get real. This is Texas - you don't spit into the wind, unmask Clayton Moore, or *mess* with Sam Houston. Editor's update: The supposed protest action may have been fake news.
  • Which President was governor of two different states? One of my favorite trivia questions.
  Embroidered back of a shirt I got recently for 25¢ - 'selfie-ing' over the shoulder is difficult.

  •  Don't forget to Keep Austin We...irr...[bubble]...rr...[bubble]...

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Olim

I'd like to find a chick - OK, a woman - who would like to go to church with me, kayaking, ride bikes leisurely (not hard-core mountain or road riding), occasionally go camping/glamping; an art fest, museum, or antique store (or Canton) from time to time, target shooting a couple of times a year.  A weekend here or there in Galveston (fishing off the pier), Caddo Lake (staying in a swampside cabin), Robber's Cave State Park, or Turner Falls.  MWSP would even make the list.



Although, I would not want her to be Liza Minnelli.

When I was thinking about this post, the voices in my head were debating between Christopher Cross and Stephen Bishop (although I never watched the movie that featured this song):



I was kind of a Bish fan back in the day, though.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Semper Iuvenis

My wish for my family:



I've long said that - with some notable exceptions - other artists coaxed the best from Dylan's compositions.  The definitive version of this song, IMNSHO, is from Baez' outstanding 1975 tour double album From Every Stage (following the release of Diamonds & Rust).  But the Youtube of it (that's on my bike riding playlist) just features some hippy-dippy still images and sub-titling.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Panem et Circenses: Die Kulturindustrie


  •  Now, New and Improved, with Seven Whole Grains and the World's Smartest Trained Fleas!
  • While I have the best hopes for MAGA, there's part of me wondering if we're not already to the bread and circuses phase of our nation's existence. Neither political party seems to have the citizens' interests at heart, and governance has become a farce.  Popular culture is little more than an open cess-pit.
No shame, no solution
No remorse, no retribution
Just people selling T-shirts
Just opportunity to participate in the pathetic little circus
And winning, winning, winning.¹ 
...
Ah, it's open season here my friend
It always is; it always has been
Welcome, welcome to the U.S.A.
We're partying fools in the autumn of our heyday
And though we're running out of everything
We can't afford to quit
Before this binge is over
We've got to squeeze off one more hit
We're workin' it
...
But, the barons in the balcony are laughing
And pointing to the pit
They say, "Aw look, they've grown accustomed to the smell
Now, people love that sh*t
And we're workin' it".²

  • I may not be virtuous, but I try to avoid those things which I believe lack merit, and to live - as Socrates taught - an examined life.
  • In other news, I am pleased that Justice Gorsuch has been confirmed, made all the more sweet by the protestations of the likes of Chuck Schumer and Dianne Feinstein.  As many more intelligent than I have said, the SCOTUS picks are where the game's at for this administration. Sure, there are other important matters, but absent a Constitution-respecting Court, the Republic is as good as lost.
  • John O'Hurley has a one-man ode to a time when society had standards.  I respect that.
  • Flautist James Galway was on Carson show the other night with harp accompanist.  He is very talented, even if he didn't play Can't You See/Thick as a Brick/Sing Child, or even, I suppose, Stairway.
  • Comes now news that Nivea, makers of skin care lotions and potions, is under fire from the snowflakes for alleged racism.
 Humbly recommended by introspective, cultured bloggers.
  •  Although I carry the Nivea to work nearly every day, the Gold Bond Ultimate with Aloe, B, C, E and CoQ10 is probably a better restorative for my hands.
  • Journey is being inducted into the Rock and Roll HOF.  According to my demographic, I should be a fan, but for some reason, other than owning a copy of Infinity (I think), and liking two or three of their songs, they never really turned my crank.  Chacun à son goût, n'est-ce pas?
  • How 'bout dat?  I've now managed to use four languages in the creation of  this post.  And I've not even gotten to the Spanish yet.
  • As a kid, I was probably in a Sears store 2-3 times a month, usually with Dad to get tools.  And, I think we always had a catalog in the house.  It's painful watching the once great company die a slow death.  I would love to have a reason to shop with that firm, but in the present tense, there is no compelling value proposition to do so, whether at their retail locations or online.
  • I don't know if this is just Fox News whipping up stupid stories, or if the Left is really into this sort of mental onanism, but what possible talent does Chelsea Clinton bring to politics?
  • Just last blog-post I mentioned Trading Places, then the next night on Carson, Eddie Murphy was a guest, with - wait for it - a clip from Trading Places.
  • On the radio the other morning, Jody Dean said that his colleagues in the studio begged him to play Xanadu in connection with mentioning her appearance at Verizon that evening.  Xanadu, seriously?  His co-workers must be twits - Please Mister Please, or Have You Never Been Mellow, or even one of the Grease numbers would've better captured the essential ON-J.
  • It would be the same as characterizing Neil Diamond by playing Forever In Blue Jeans, or maybe that stupid duet with Barbra Streisand.
  • Wouldn't this sort of devalue the merits of a Stanford education?
  • I've pretty much confirmed that the curators for MeTV choose Carson re-run episodes to coincide with current events.  For the past few days, they've run shows featuring Don Rickles. 
  • I've mentioned before that as an adolescent, I was a fan of the likes of Redd Foxx, George Carlin, and Richard Pryor.  These days, I find I don't care to watch the old clips of Carlin (except in Bill & Ted) or Pryor (excepting the Wilder collaborations).  But Rickles' work seems to hold up well.
  • Mystery woman absent from recent dreams, but a few nights back there was a very odd sequence in which I was attempting to secure the rights to publicly perform Words, an old Bee Gees song.  No earthly idea where that came from.  I don't think I've even heard that song in decades.
  • Sometimes the juxtaposition of disparate art forms is pretty funny:
Starry, Starry Wars... 
 
¹/² The Garden of Allah, Workin' It - Henley et al

Monday, April 3, 2017

Monday Miscellany

  • When the time changed last month, it was probably the first time ever that I had actually changed all of the clocks beforehand.  A couple of them updated automatically by satellite signal, and of course my phone didn't need any intervention.
  • The folks in Britain have it considerably more difficult¹:
Do you know how long it takes to reset each henge?
  •  Que Sera: Supposedly new information reveals that singer/actress Doris Day is 95 years old - two years older than previous radiocarbon dating had indicated.
  • Until a couple of weeks ago, I didn't know, or had forgotten, that her late son, record producer Terry Melcher was connected to the Sharon Tate murders.  Melcher and his girlfriend Candice Bergen had rented the house from Rudy Altobelli before Sharon Tate and Roman Polanski.  Melcher had severed ties with Manson and declined to back his imagined musical career.  Even though Manson knew Melcher had moved out, he instructed his lackeys to kill the subsequent residents as a signal to the record producer.
  •  Can the poor little snowflakes please get a life?
  • A rather unfortunate photo²:
  • Back in the good old days, I enjoyed coming home from work in time to watch the evening network news - I think then the anchors were Jennings, Rather, and Brokaw.  I happened to be able to catch this evening's news, and most of it was bad: North Korea misbehaving, St. Petersburg bombing, looming nuclear option to confirm Judge Gorsuch.  On that last one, if that's what has to be done to confirm him, so be it, but it's a damn shame that first-class a-holes like Schumer & Feinstein are trying to 'Bork' this nominee.  I watched a clip of Al Franken sounding like a blithering idiot, which, considering, is probably unremarkable.  Would that Al Franken were in that gorilla suit at the end of Trading Places instead of the U.S. Senate.
  • An American classic:
Imagine the compliments: "That's a mighty fine Woodie you got there, Mister!

¹  h/t: Paul
²  h/t: #1 son
 

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Asunder Sunday

  • The world has gone to the, you know, the plural of what DJT allegedly like to grab, to wit: A four year old was suspended from pre-school for bringing a spent .22 rimfire casing to class.  I probably noted this in a prior post, but I once carried a .22 auto-loading pistol to class in my bookbag, where it stayed during the school day in my open faced locker at the back of the classroom.  No malicious intent, didn't brandish or show it to anyone.  Different times.
  • BoN guy recently had a post about punctuation, positing that the period ending a sentence should be followed by one - not two - spaces before beginning the next sentence.  The article he referenced was well written and documented, and made a compelling case for why this should be so.  Nonetheless, I prefer, and shall continue, to use two spaces following the period.  Period.
  • Speaking of BoNer: I thought his Chuck Berry tribute post - a nearly half-hour clip from the musician's appearance on the Tonight Show - was one of the most enjoyable I have seen, as it combined Chuck Berry with the great Johnny Carson.
  • Another odd dream a few days back.  I was riding shotgun in a large delivery van that had been semi-converted to a motorhome, but still retained sliding front driver and passenger doors, and an opening door at the rear.  My oldest son was seated at the dinette at the rear of the coach/van, with the back door open behind him.  A vaguely familiar woman was driving, and, as the wind was blowing past my open door, I was fiddling with the radio, which looked a lot like the radio in my college-era Datsun.  On two of the preset buttons, set for what would have been 92.5 and 98.7, they were playing Henley's Waiting Tables, from Cass County.  I'm not sure if that song has had radio airplay or not.
  • The next morning, my old buddy from high school called to invite me to join him and his wife to attend Henley's 70th birthday tour stop this summer at the AAC.
  • Leaving the grocery store a few evenings ago, the stunning new black Civic in front of me bore decals of Darth Vader and a Storm Trooper at the lower left and right corners of the rear window.  Its license plate frame read "My other ride destroyed Alderaan".   Mmmkay.  Alderaan, schmalderaan, I'm thinking the dude needs to take his Adderal.
  • A couple of days later, walking across a retail parking lot, a car with a license frame reading: "My other vehicle is a TARDIS".  I had to ask someone what a TARDIS is, although I was able to deduce from the other festoonery on the car that it was a Dr. Who reference.
  • The roads are getting infested with nerds.  If they're not texting, they're probably playing 7 Mages while driving.  Weep for the species.
  • For the record, I am pretty sure there are some games pre-loaded on my Android phone.  I have never played one.  Ever.
  • A few weeks ago, I purchased a Classical Forest CD featuring nature sounds superimposed over classical music standards.  Very nice for bedtime.
  • Picked up laundered shirts the other day - 5 shirts were about $7.00.  Ironically, two of those had been purchased in a group of six (actually, one was a goose down jacket) that I bought for $6.
  • This looks like an awesome fun combination:


  •  If you've read my scribblings here much at all, you know I wasn't much the fan of the prior administration at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave.  But at a recent speech, the former VP opined that he "could've won the [2016] election", and I have to agree.  Certainly, parsing the statement, one notes that he hedged by saying "could've" instead of "would've", but in this case I think the case can be ably made that his chances would've been better than 50/50.  Not that I would've voted for him, mind you - just that his would've been a stronger candidacy than HRC's, a point that I made long before the election.
  • I'm in most aspects supportive of the current POTUS, mainly in the sense of restoring the U.S.'s competitiveness, and reversing some of the nitwittery that's plagued us, in some cases, over the past two decades.  Not a fan of his support for civil forfeiture (may have been more ad hoc than policy-driven).  I think it may be expected that he will operate to a degree like a bull in a china shop, which hopefully will break up some of the sclerosis plaguing our governance.
  • A young co-worker has loaned another co-worker his copy of Dead Pool, so that she can see the unicorn scene.  I've been told what it's about, but have no desire to see for myself.  
  • A few Saturdays ago, I woke up, let the dog out as per usual, then addressed my own morning constitutional, when I tactile-ly noticed a crusty deposit about my left nostril.  Upon checking into the looking-glass, I found that side of my face smeared with dried blood.  So, I returned to my bed-chamber, where I saw my pillow had about a 5"x7" glistening sanguine patch.  Apparently, I'd developed a spontaneous nosebleed maybe an hour or so before awakening.  It looked as tho' someone had been murd'red, but a cursory examination showed that I had not shot myself.  The next morning, I awakened cautiously.  The [new] pillow was clean, but I experience a brief drip on the way to the throne room, which quickly subsided.  Thankfully, no recurrences since.
  • I had placed the gimme t-shirt I was wearing in a bucket of cold water to try to rinse it out.  A few days later, doing laundry, I was amused by the irony that the shirt was from Carter Blood Care.
  • My current two-wheeled adventures:
 
  •  Mystery woman graced my dream again last night.  We were visiting a resort center near Bartlesville, Oklahoma.  I think I know why she was in my dream, but I have no idea why it was at that venue.
  • For those who do analogies, or might be preparing for the SAT/GRE, here ya go -  Don Henley : MWB :: U2 : BoN