Archive for March, 2007

Esposito beats down the commish

Tuesday, March 27th, 2007

In an editorial that I only wish I had written, hopped up in a righteous fury on trucker speed and whiskey, Oak Ridger’s Richard Esposito climbed up in the grills of the three Oak Ridge elected commissioners (Jerry Creasey, Harry Hitchcock, and John Shuey) that voted against the County making a stand and supporting the Crestpointe thing, and laid down a whuppin.

I’m not going to detract from the thing by paraphrasing it here, but he does call to task the sheer dumbassery of elected officials working against what appears to be the best interests of our city.

Look, if you haven’t come to the conclusion yet that this thing is pretty darn foolproof, you haven’t been reading long enough.  Netmom has a good post about the facts of the situation, and Daco’s gone and buddied up with the Future of Oak Ridge people to try to get this thing laid down to bed like it should be.

Still tho, damnation, this disappoints me.  Particuarly you, Creasey, because, dammit, we backed you back in the day.  Anybody who doesn’t have the sense to vote because they’re elected, and not because they’re going to wait to see what the people that elected them voted for, doesn’t need any more endorsements.  They need retirement.  Maybe a nice tomato garden.

Paint yourself secure

Monday, March 26th, 2007

For the security minded of us out there, a company in North Carolina is marketing paint that will reportedly block certain wavelengths.   While this is marketed towards government and corporate entities looking for a little more oomph in their security, I’m seeing it pretty strongly in favor of protecting one from the dangerous mind control alpha rays that the Government, along with assistance from the dog aliens out at Sirius, have been broadcasting since the late 50s.

As we all know, the natural counters of these alpha rays, namely, tin foil, nicotine, red meat, and burning fossil fuels, are all being attacked by a vast conspiracy designed to obliterate all resistance to these vicious control rays.  Luckily, the good people at EM-SEC have produced this paint.  Now, I’m certain that its not been rated by the FDA for body use (as they are controlled by the Council of Foreign Relations, who themselves are lackeys of the Dogons of Sirius), but I’m certain that EM-SEC has ensured that it will be safe for human use.

Now, what I suggest is getting an old style, lead lined bathtub, and filling it up with the paint.  The color doesn’t matter, but personally, I think a nice green would be appropriate.  Soak yourself in the paint for upwards of 20 minutes per day, and you should see the urges to do things like pay attention to Anna Nicole Smith’s ongoing deathwatch, American Idol, and Katie Couric start to subside.

A public service announcement from Atomictumor.

Haiku 2

Sunday, March 25th, 2007

Damned, damned lawn mower
On you I spent afternoon
Spark plug, air filter

Murray support sucks
But, like VA’s, it was free
So I dug and dug

Eventually
I found the damn manual
On the internet

Bought the crap I need
With Pigpen at Home Depot
Ogled new mowers

But I was loyal
To that thrice damned lawn mower
Changed everything out

Once done, it started
Promptly on the 13th pull
Erupted black smoke

Ran fine, standing still
But when I pushed it, it stalled
Got half the lawn done

It took stops and starts
And now my arm kinda hurts
And my foot hurts too

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I think its done now
Might just set it on fire
I kicked it real hard.

Worst haiku

Sunday, March 25th, 2007

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Nothing to see here
This area off limits
Move along, people

Saturday possibilities

Saturday, March 24th, 2007

I love Saturday mornings.  I like to get up, fix my 2 cups of coffee, and some oatmeal and biscuits for me and the boys.  They watch some cartoons (lately its been Ben 10, they’re big fans of that) for the rest of the morning.

Problem is, we’re usually at a loss of what to do.  I’m forcing them outside now, because its too damn nice, but they’re protesting.  Pigpen has a mighty pout on his face, as he holds his new lightsaber, and MastaG’s grouching as he gets his clothes on.

I’m going to take a shower, and then we’ll try to figure the rest of the day out.

Yesterday, BTW, we went out to see the TMNT movie, and, although I remember how irritating the whole Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle thing was back in the 80s and 90s, I found the movie to be pretty damn good.  Certainly, the animation is among the best computer animation that I’ve seen, and one of the beauties of the movie was the fact that it didn’t make you sit back though the whole origin story.  Thats refreshing.  Man, if you don’t know how 5 foot tall turtles emerged in the NYC sewer system learing Ninjitsu, you probably don’t care.