Day By Day© by Chris Muir.Saturday, January 31, 2009
Animals aren't the worst by far. Here are three stories of increasing evil just this week. The third one is horrible and may not be safe for those of sensitive natures. If you read it, have tissues and/or blood pressure medication handy.
Story #1: Sister not invited to her sister's wedding reception, gets mad and attacks the bride.
Story #2: After the magnificent save of the passengers of the plane in the Hudson River, the airline graciously offered $5,000 to each of the passengers to reimburse them for lost luggage, replacement tickets, etc. Naturally, greed rears its ugly head and some of the passengers want much more.
Story #3: Remember what I said before. The death of Baby Grace.
Story #1: Sister not invited to her sister's wedding reception, gets mad and attacks the bride.
Story #2: After the magnificent save of the passengers of the plane in the Hudson River, the airline graciously offered $5,000 to each of the passengers to reimburse them for lost luggage, replacement tickets, etc. Naturally, greed rears its ugly head and some of the passengers want much more.
Story #3: Remember what I said before. The death of Baby Grace.
After reading about the evil raccoon over at Rachel Lucas' website, I happened upon a raccoon story that is even worse: Toothy Raccoon Bit Off Manhood. Yikes!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Well, I'm down to my last few days of freedom before classes start again. I've got my card catalog of our DVD's up to date, and I've spent the last couple of nights working on my genealogy. It is so much fun to see who is in your past... at least it is for me. I've found King John (worst king in English history), Robert the Bruce, kings of France, family in Denmark, Norway, Spain, family who died during the Crusades, Irish, Scottish, Welsh. I could go on, but you'd probably get bored.
I thought you might like some linky love, so here's a few stories to whet your appetite:
A New York landlord is fined thousands of dollars for removing his tenant's toilet, sink, bathtub, etc. Click here.
Two of my favoritest actors are teaming up to make a movie. Brendan Fraser and Harrison Ford together. Yum! Click here.
As if it weren't silly enough trying to make Harry Potter into a witch recruiting drive, now some idiots are claiming HP is part of a Zionist plot. Click here.
And now some updates from the freaks that inhabit our nation's capital:
* Some designers are p.o.'d that Mrs. Obama's outfits for the inauguration weren't created by black designers.
* Remember when everyone in the media and late night were mocking President Bush for trying to open a locked door? I haven't seen anyone making fun of Obama, who can't tell the difference between a door and window.
* In two cases of "do what I say, not what I do", also known as the "Let Them Eat Cake" approach to government, we have Obama setting the temperature in the Oval Office to levels warm enough to grow orchids, and his first big cocktail party, where he served lots of alcohol and wagyu steak, which costs about $100 a pound. Not sure the folks from southside Chicago can eat like that, can they?
I thought you might like some linky love, so here's a few stories to whet your appetite:
A New York landlord is fined thousands of dollars for removing his tenant's toilet, sink, bathtub, etc. Click here.
Two of my favoritest actors are teaming up to make a movie. Brendan Fraser and Harrison Ford together. Yum! Click here.
As if it weren't silly enough trying to make Harry Potter into a witch recruiting drive, now some idiots are claiming HP is part of a Zionist plot. Click here.
And now some updates from the freaks that inhabit our nation's capital:
* Some designers are p.o.'d that Mrs. Obama's outfits for the inauguration weren't created by black designers.
* Remember when everyone in the media and late night were mocking President Bush for trying to open a locked door? I haven't seen anyone making fun of Obama, who can't tell the difference between a door and window.
* In two cases of "do what I say, not what I do", also known as the "Let Them Eat Cake" approach to government, we have Obama setting the temperature in the Oval Office to levels warm enough to grow orchids, and his first big cocktail party, where he served lots of alcohol and wagyu steak, which costs about $100 a pound. Not sure the folks from southside Chicago can eat like that, can they?
It's that time again, gang. Phriday Phideaux is upon us, and it's hungry...
.bmp)
.bmp)
Monday, January 26, 2009
I just found this at Gateway Pundit: Former Gitmo Detainees Want Apology and Reparations From Obama.
No. Freakin. Way. I'm telling you now -- if he grants these demands, I'm giving up on this country's leadership, because there won't be any. Any meeting of these demands is the same as spitting in the face of every man, woman, and child who has sacrificed their time, efforts, and family members to preserve this nation and all she stands for. If Obama kisses butt here, I will officially be ashamed of this nation for allowing it to happen. I don't care if his approval rating reaches 200%. MISTER Obama must never, ever give in to the demands of these heathens.
No. Freakin. Way. I'm telling you now -- if he grants these demands, I'm giving up on this country's leadership, because there won't be any. Any meeting of these demands is the same as spitting in the face of every man, woman, and child who has sacrificed their time, efforts, and family members to preserve this nation and all she stands for. If Obama kisses butt here, I will officially be ashamed of this nation for allowing it to happen. I don't care if his approval rating reaches 200%. MISTER Obama must never, ever give in to the demands of these heathens.
Interesting spy name, huh? Almost sounds Native American.
Your International Spy Name is Honey Deathbird |
 Your Code Name: Clam Chowder (New England or Manhattan?)You Reside in: Cairo (Clam Chowder in Cairo? Yuk!)Why You're a Good Spy: You're a fast driver (That's true) |
I just want to take a moment and wish my wonderful brother Jerry a very Happy Birthday today:
Okay, I know that'a s picture of Sam Elliott, but my brother really looks like him. Really. I don't think I ever told him, but I had a major crush on him when I was about 10 or 11. I wanted to marry him when I grew up. Of course, it was no time before that changed, and I wanted to marry Bobby Sherman (so much cooler looking than David Cassidy). Jerry was 14 when I was born and lived with his dad, so we didn't spend a lot of time together when I was little, but he will always be special to me. Happy Birthday, turkey!!
(thanks to Kim Lott for the photo)
Okay, I know that'a s picture of Sam Elliott, but my brother really looks like him. Really. I don't think I ever told him, but I had a major crush on him when I was about 10 or 11. I wanted to marry him when I grew up. Of course, it was no time before that changed, and I wanted to marry Bobby Sherman (so much cooler looking than David Cassidy). Jerry was 14 when I was born and lived with his dad, so we didn't spend a lot of time together when I was little, but he will always be special to me. Happy Birthday, turkey!!
(thanks to Kim Lott for the photo)
Sunday, January 25, 2009
This kid is brilliant! An eighth grader in Ottawa, he figured out a way to keep birds from crashing into windows, yet not obstruct the view from inside. I only hope he can market it without someone taking advantage of him. He's got a good brain.
If he is the "change we've been waiting for", and if his election was a true "mandate", then shouldn't he have better than a 68% approval rating? It's been less than a week since the worship service, after all.
It's Sunday, a day of rest. So why not elevate your blood pressure by playing with this ball. It will make you crazy. It took me almost five minutes to change the color once. Enjoy!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Rachel Lucas, one of my favoritest bloggers, has a gift for dressing her goggies in amazing outfits and photographing them. She has come up with some stunning shots over the years. It is because of her I post the Phriday Phideaux, and because I love dogs! But these people have gone way over the line, off the deep end, or any other description of your choice:
We have people who buy beer for their dogs. Beefy beer. Yuck!
We have people who own poodles (why I couldn't tell ya), and rather than enjoying those poodles, cut their fur into odd shapes to make them look like something else. There are three parts. I'm a little partial to the camel, actually.
When you get this ridiculous with dogs, they are gonna turn on you. At least, that's what happened to former French President Chirac. Poor little dog, I hope he wasn't harmed by having all that French guy in his teeth. How pitiful do you have to be to be mauled by a Maltese? Come on! Get up on a chair, for crying out loud! The article says the dog was "clinically depressed". Wouldn't you be? Having to wear a fru-fru hair style, and living with someone wimpier than yourself? I'd throw myself in front of a mail truck if I were that poor dog.
We have people who buy beer for their dogs. Beefy beer. Yuck!
We have people who own poodles (why I couldn't tell ya), and rather than enjoying those poodles, cut their fur into odd shapes to make them look like something else. There are three parts. I'm a little partial to the camel, actually.
When you get this ridiculous with dogs, they are gonna turn on you. At least, that's what happened to former French President Chirac. Poor little dog, I hope he wasn't harmed by having all that French guy in his teeth. How pitiful do you have to be to be mauled by a Maltese? Come on! Get up on a chair, for crying out loud! The article says the dog was "clinically depressed". Wouldn't you be? Having to wear a fru-fru hair style, and living with someone wimpier than yourself? I'd throw myself in front of a mail truck if I were that poor dog.
It's Phriday! Look... up in the sky... it's a bird... it's a plane... it's Obama's minions exploding into a thousand pieces... who am I kidding? It's gonna be at least a week before anyone criticizes him, except for his tacky inaugural outfit. So, let's get on with ... Phriday Phideaux!!
I figured we could all use a lot of fun this week, so we'll start with a snapshot of what it was like on the Mall in Washington on Tuesday:
Yeah, a real good reason to stay home, as if I needed another one. Here's a big hug from Grandma for y'all:
Wasn't he precious? For all you military types, a special photo goes out to the Navy this week:
And for the Army and Marines, who actually have to fight on land, here's a Tiger to fight for ya:
Okay, enough cute. This just cracked me up when it showed up in my email, and I had to share. Since it involves a dog, it goes here, right? Of course, it does:
That's it for Phriday Phideaux this week. I'll be back next Phriday with more cuteness from the maniacs at ihasahotdog.com and my inbox.
I figured we could all use a lot of fun this week, so we'll start with a snapshot of what it was like on the Mall in Washington on Tuesday:
Yeah, a real good reason to stay home, as if I needed another one. Here's a big hug from Grandma for y'all:
Wasn't he precious? For all you military types, a special photo goes out to the Navy this week:
And for the Army and Marines, who actually have to fight on land, here's a Tiger to fight for ya:
Okay, enough cute. This just cracked me up when it showed up in my email, and I had to share. Since it involves a dog, it goes here, right? Of course, it does:
That's it for Phriday Phideaux this week. I'll be back next Phriday with more cuteness from the maniacs at ihasahotdog.com and my inbox.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Everybody sing along:
School is out
Everybody gonna have some fun
School is out
Everybody gonna jump and run...
Out of classes until Groundhog Day!! And thanks to the brilliance of my loving Sir Mugley, who proofread my final paper and made helpful suggestions, I squeaked a B- in my Economics class. Add that to the A- in my Theories of Management and Supervision class, and my GPA will be climbing a little. At least my next classes are more to my liking: Cost Accounting, and Criminal Justice. After that, I transfer to my Bachelor's progam, which is only one class at a time. That's okay, though, because they are five weeks of intensive study each. I've gotta talk to my advisor to make sure there's a break between classes so I can decompress.
More posting tomorrow. It'll give me something to do rather than listen to All Inauguration All The Time on television. Gonna go watch some more I Claudius now.
School is out
Everybody gonna have some fun
School is out
Everybody gonna jump and run...
Out of classes until Groundhog Day!! And thanks to the brilliance of my loving Sir Mugley, who proofread my final paper and made helpful suggestions, I squeaked a B- in my Economics class. Add that to the A- in my Theories of Management and Supervision class, and my GPA will be climbing a little. At least my next classes are more to my liking: Cost Accounting, and Criminal Justice. After that, I transfer to my Bachelor's progam, which is only one class at a time. That's okay, though, because they are five weeks of intensive study each. I've gotta talk to my advisor to make sure there's a break between classes so I can decompress.
More posting tomorrow. It'll give me something to do rather than listen to All Inauguration All The Time on television. Gonna go watch some more I Claudius now.
Monday, January 12, 2009
I now know I have at least two readers, because I've been chastised by both for not blogging. Sorry guys. I'm halfway through my finals, and I'm fighting a nasty case of bronchitis at the same time. I turned in my final paper for my management class this evening, which wasn't as good as it could have been. I also had to do a frikkin frakkin 12 slide power point presentation on the Federal Reserve for my economics class, for which I have a final due next week. Do you have any idea how truly boring the federal reserve is? I have slides that prove it. I truly hate that frikkin frakkin class, and I'll be glad when it's over.
Anyway, between that and my nephew being in the hospital and my sister's former mother-in-law dying, that wraps up the news around here. On a side note, if you ever need a decongestant, theraflu works really well. It can be difficult to swallow if you don't like bitter oranges, but it works better than any other cough syrup I've ever tried to take. Usually they're so thick I can't swallow them, but this stuff isn't that bad. The theraflu for nasal congestion tastes better because it's cherry flavored, but doesn't do anything for chest congestion. I've got two more days of antibiotics to take, then I've gotta do this final paper for econ. I'll be back to blogging next Monday at the latest. Gonna crash now...
Anyway, between that and my nephew being in the hospital and my sister's former mother-in-law dying, that wraps up the news around here. On a side note, if you ever need a decongestant, theraflu works really well. It can be difficult to swallow if you don't like bitter oranges, but it works better than any other cough syrup I've ever tried to take. Usually they're so thick I can't swallow them, but this stuff isn't that bad. The theraflu for nasal congestion tastes better because it's cherry flavored, but doesn't do anything for chest congestion. I've got two more days of antibiotics to take, then I've gotta do this final paper for econ. I'll be back to blogging next Monday at the latest. Gonna crash now...
