Harbinger of things to come???

Here are a few of the more interesting anagrams derived from "President Barack Obama":

breadbasket panoramic

backbiter pander samoa

tieback abramson raped

setback arabian romped

brackets beam paranoid

backseat repairman bod

cabinetmaker raps a bod

backdates airborne map

Based on these, I'd say we're doomed!

Happy Birthday!!!

My far-and-away favorite film crush would've been 96 years old today... the great Eleanor Powell!!! Please take the time to watch... and enjoy!

From Lady Be Good


From I Dood It


I'll be getting up at five this morning to watch Rosalie on TCM.

Confluence of Felicity

So...

If one were to gather together a clam, a camper, a lark and a feces-encrusted pig, whom amongst them would actually be the happiest of all?

Noodle that one, kids!

Just because the holidays are upon us...

EMMET OTTER!!!



:-)

And so it goes...

• I'm 35 years old with 20/10 vision... and I've decided I'd like to start wearing glasses with rose-tinted lenses... or yellow, perhaps.
• The Keynesian nightmare continues as the call for economic interventionism grows ever louder. Communism, here we come! And yet, until the next administration takes power, it appears, at least based on today's hearing before the House Financial Services Committee (chaired by everyone's favorite mischievous little imp, Barney Frank), Congress is prepared to punt Detroit's Big 3... instead of agreeing to drop $25B worth of change in the GM / Ford / Chrysler cup, today saw a chamber full of representatives ready to give the auto-execs the bums rush. And when our elected officials learned that each of the CEOs had travelled to the hearings in their corporate jets, the bipartisan grandstanding was delicious! The antics of wacky Dems Gary Ackerman and Brad Sherman were laugh out loud funny. The smarmy, yet stern, reproach of Texas' own Jeb Hensarling was a squirm-in-your-seat delight of a diatribe... "At what point," the congressman queried, "does Starbucks get in line? Who doesn't get in line for the 700 billion dollars?" OY GEVALT!!! God help us... the end is nigh!
• I was recently watching some ABC Family Channel (oddly enough, with my family) and saw a promo for the upcoming airing of some piece of celluloid-based tripe entitled A Carol Christmas, starring (get this!): Tori Spelling, Gary Coleman... and William Shatner! How in the hell does this shit get made?!?!? Now that steaming turd of a film.... THAT makes the baby Jesus cry!
• I'm already on the season's second tin of three-flavor stale popcorn... and I must admit, it's the cute little Santa kittens / puppies and ice skating cartoon penguins that hook me, not the crappy popcorn. DON'T JUDGE... YOU'RE NO BETTER THAN ME!!!

Golden MySpace Classics... Texas' Citadel of Stupidity's Greatest Hits, Vol. 4

Original post date: July 9, 2007 - Monday

People say...

..."Don't pee on my leg and then tell me it's raining!"... but what the hell do people know about anything anyway? I say, "If you've got it, flaunt it!", so I do... flaunt it, that is... because I have it... quite frequently actually. That being said (or, in this case, written... well, typed... rather slowly, to be truthful), I've found that, more often than not, by the time my third hot-buttered bum biscuit is airborne, I'm in solitude city, baby. Eh, f*ck 'em anyway... I'm more than capable of keeping myself entertained.

Could somebody please light a match? Oh, yeah... um... nevermind.

McRib is back... and all is right with the world...

Even before having spent just short of the last two years as a vegetarian, I had always been repulsed by the flagship of McDonald's "only here for a limited time" offerings... without ever having sampled it. The McRib, this consummate abomination against all God's creation, is a heinous concept, obviously born of a sick mind and soul... and quite possibly brought to be in the forge of Lucifer himself. 280 calories (surprisingly few, actually) worth of pork (mostly tails and snouts, if I had to guess), water, salt, dextrose, BHA, BHT, propyl gallate and citric acid, compressed into the form of a small slab of baby back ribs, dressed with pickles, onions and sauce, served up a a McBun. Don't get me wrong... back in my carnivorous days, I was quite the fan of the swine (it was a good thing my Jewish ancestors were assimilated, I suppose)... ham, bacon, sausage... yum! That being said, even from it's initial offering, I found there to be something very unholy about the McRib... I couldn't tell you exactly why I found it to be such an abhorrent entity, but I'm pretty certain it began with the process of taking grade F pig bits and pressing them into a simulated rib rack (I've always taken issue with those that masquerade as something they are not... I find such utter disingenuousness to be the very heights of perniciousness). Well, call me a hypocrite...

I just finished enjoying a product from the fine folks at Gardenburger... a vegan-friendly dish called "BBQ Riblets". It is, as you may have guessed by now, a soy and wheat protein-based substance, formed to resemble miniature slabs of baby back ribs, packaged in sauce. Here is a prepared portion, served with sides of potato salad and black olives...



I gotta tell ya, it was damn tasty, and not just in a "good for a vegetarian fake food product" kind of way... it was just out-and-out yummy!

And just think of all those years I refused to even sample the McRib... oh well, I guess I should learn to be more open minded about things.

Pipes of Gold

The holidays are upon us... well, that's what has been impressed upon me every time I've happened into a purveyor of retail goods since early August. Anyway, in an effort to ease my way into a festive condition, I fired up my DVD copy of Holiday Inn, and shared a good snuggle... with myself, of course. Ah, the experience of hearing Bing Crosby sing... it transcends the mere enjoyment of a memorable tune or the bliss brought on by a glorious voice. It is nothing short of divine oral effulgence, effortless in its utterance... aurally enveloping one in a dulcet warmth that stirs the soul. An auditory experience like no other, I derive physical pleasure, what I might best describe as some sort of hyper-relaxed release, when I hear Mr. Crosby sing.

Too bad the guy was such a douchebag!

So... you think I should get a tea cozy for this thing?

Okay... let's do some math!

What do you get when you add my life-long struggle with allergies / sinus issues with my generally gullible nature and propensity for saying "Hey, isn't that neat!" about the latest health fad du jour??? Well, you get this...



Yes, three days ago, I actually purchased one of these things. It, like most anything else you've never heard of before, is said to have originated in the far east, where it has been practiced for thousands of years. Even if it didn't set my soul at ease or help to balance my two hemispheres (this is actually quite applicable to me as I've become increasingly orb-like in recent years), I thought it might, at least, help me keep some bats out of the caves (that would be boogers). Well, three days into it, I guess it's helping a little. To this point, I've yet to quite master the technique. I'm a little better going into the right nostril and out the left... vice-versa and I end up with most of the runoff down the front of my shirt (I think my mustache carries the stream astray). I also still have a little trouble with he water trying to run down my throat and into my mouth, but we'll keep plugging away, this I promise you all!

What was the point of sharing all this? Oh yeah... I'm about one more similar violation away from having my man card permanently revoked.

"The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind." ~William Blake

As a dyed-in-the-wool member of the political party just soundly defeated, I'd like to express my feelings towards the coming administration and 111th Congress...

I pray that President-elect Obama will prove to be a competent, wise leader and commander-in-chief.

I pray that the Congress, with the Democrats wielding power almost entirely unchecked, will govern well and by the best interests of their constituency, as opposed to pushing through legislation promoting a leftist ideology with designs on social engineering.

I pray that, in the coming years, our country will experience peace, prosperity and freedom unprecedented.

I am completely sincere in my wishes (but I'm not holding my breath).