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Epic Ketchup-bot Win

2011-12-05T22:13:00.001-05:00

Words fail me. This is simply beyond awesome...

Delicious smashy smash Smashburger

2011-11-27T19:35:00.001-05:00

Smashburger-ey goodness

I recently stumbled across what may be accurately described as one of the most delicious hamburgers in memory. At this place called Smashburger. It's incredible.

Went today and grabbed a classic on whole wheat and for a side I had iceberg lettuce with 'maters and blue cheese crumbles, blue cheese dressing, onions and, of course, bacon. The salad was huge. Size of my head huge. I'm thinking that maybe they felt bad for me as I have lost weight.

Anyway, if you have one nearby, check it out. You won't be disappointed.

Firefox, why hast though forsaken me?

2011-11-24T16:03:00.000-05:00

I'm a convert. No more Windows. I quit. Cold turkey. I now am surrounded with computers, tablets and handheld devices emblazoned by symbols of fruit.

Well, fruity computers and the carcasses of former Ready for Windows(tm) computers running some version of Linux.

But every one of them has Firefox loaded. Pretty much anything these days can be accomplished by logging into a program via browser anyway. So my choice is usually Firefox.

But lately, Firefox has experienced numerous problems. Crashing, XOrg pegged at 100% plus and now this.

So it's off to Chrome for Mr. Magoo.

Google is simply amazing. I'd estimate that with the sun setting on the Windows empire, there are good things in store for the consumer in the future.

Occupy Phil Donahue (or why socialism fails)

2011-10-25T21:40:00.002-04:00

No comments necessary.

September 11, 2011

2011-09-11T11:54:00.000-04:00

Many years ago I participated in the tribute to the 2996 people that died in the Militant Islamic Terrorist attack on the World Trade Center. Lots of changes in my life, a scouring of my blog (I deleted it and started over) and somehow this tribute was lost. Well, I dug it up again and would like to remember Thomas Pedecini's life cut short. Thomas would be 40 now. Rest in peace Mr. Pedecini, hopefully they play guitars in heaven.

Thomas E. Pedicini, age 30 died on September 11, 2001.

Place killed: World Trade Center.
Resident of Hicksville, N.Y. (USA).

Thomas Pedicini never strayed too far from a guitar. His brother-in- law Raymond Morace's earliest recollection of him is as "a skinny 13- year-old kid jumping around his room playing air guitar" to Van Halen. In his mother's last memory of him, he is teaching his 11-year-old cousin how to play, a few days before his death.

In between, Mr. Pedicini, 30, an easygoing sort and seemingly effortless golfer, studied business and had been working as a trader at Cantor Fitzgerald since 1998, a job he got through another brother-in-law, Mark Colaio, who died with him.

After Sept. 11, in Mr. Pedicini's apartment in Woodside, Queens, one of his roommates found a tape of him strumming and singing his way through some of his favorite tunes. "He was too shy even to show it to me, but I could hear him in there singing and playing so I knew he was up to doing something," said the roommate, Jordan Zed. He gave the tape to Mr. Pedicini's parents. More musical memories.

But Mr. Zed remembers Mr. Pedicini mostly as a decent human being whose life was going somewhere. "You'd sit around and talk about where you see yourself in five years," he said. "He had dreams and goals. He wanted to eventually find the right girl and settle down and have a family and work his way up in the firm. It seems so sad."

As September 11th nears, I suggest we all take a break from the business of politics and remember the victims, Americans and Muslims (and I'm not referring to the terrorists) and Jews and Blacks and Whites and most of all PEOPLE who died in this terrible attack.

Rest in Peace Thomas
~

Free

2011-09-04T16:18:00.000-04:00

She walked over and asked me if I needed anything.

"I'm good, thank you. I like your glasses." (she did have pretty nice glasses, being a glasses wearer, I appreciate a good pair of peepers)

She then tells me that she got her glasses for free (she was very proud of her free glasses).

Now, glasses cost money. I've never heard of free glasses. Unless maybe her parents purchased her some glasses in a two for one deal? Sorry, somebody says this kind of thing to me and I must know.

"Really, free. How did you manage to acquire nice glasses like that free?"

She then responds, "Medicare."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Oh lord. I pointed out, as nicely as I could, that when she received her very nice glasses at no cost to her, they still cost someone money. That someone is likely someone like me. And I told her that she could thank me, by picking up the cost of my breakfast (it was only $8.43).

She then responded that she didn't even have five dollars to her name.

So class, let's recap:
Girl doesn't have any money
Girl gets "free" glasses that likely run $150
Medicare pays the bill
Girl still doesn't have any money
But the real cost of those glasses, when you factor in the amount of money that it takes to run the government is a lot more than $150

And girl has to live with the knowledge that someone paid for her glasses. Just not her.

I do not think that this is a good thing.
The young lady with the nice glasses agreed with me. She said she would rather have a good job and make the money to pay for her glasses herself.

When will politicians learn?

free (fre)adj. fre·er, fre·est
1. Not imprisoned or enslaved; being at liberty.
2. Not controlled by obligation or the will of another: felt free to go.
3.
a. Having political independence: "America . . . is the freest and wealthiest nation in the world" (Rudolph W. Giuliani).
b. Governed by consent and possessing or granting civil liberties: a free citizenry.
c. Not subject to arbitrary interference by a government: a free press.
4.
a. Not affected or restricted by a given condition or circumstance: a healthy animal, free of disease; free from need.
b. Not subject to a given condition; exempt: income that is free of all taxes.
5. Not subject to external restraint: "Comment is free but facts are sacred" (Charles Prestwich Scott).
6. Not literal or exact: a free translation.
7.
a. Costing nothing; gratuitous: a free meal...

Goodbye my sweet Zoe

2011-07-31T00:26:00.002-04:00

I especially noticed the exclamation point...

So this morning my ex-wife texted me, "Zoe died last night!"

What do I say to the woman who cheated on me, refused the marriage counselors recommended treatment, took my dog and my house and my life and basically fucked me as thoroughly as she possibly could and then took Zoe from me without once offering to let me see her? Nothing. I'll focus on the good things in life. I've forgiven my ex and I hope nothing but good things for her. She needs it because she has a lot of problems. Good luck to you Jen and I'm better off without you.

There's a special place for Zoe in my heart. She was my ex's dog (Christmas present after Snoopy died) but she was crazy in love with me. And I with her. It was terrible how my relationship with my ex ended and it wasn't my decision to be estranged from Zoe. I hope she had a good life because she was a very sweet baby and she loved being with me.

My most vivid memory of being with Zoe was one summer afternoon. They were building a subdivision behind our house and had cleared a ton of land that was covered with the most beautiful grass. I walked up a hill and sat while Chloe and Riggs wandered around. Zoe followed me and sat right beside me and I could just feel the love from her. She didn't want to be anywhere else but sitting right there beside me. Honestly, I felt slightly guilty with her there (I wasn't prepared to accept good things in my life at that time) but she didn't care. She just sat there with me for about a half hour. I finally gave her a one arm hug and she wiggled down the hill to sniff. That's all she wanted.

I found a poem that I think conveys my feelings:

This is reprinted under Fair Use and I will reprint the entire poem once I receive permission. If I don't receive permission, there is a cold black heart behind it (and I'm not talking about my ex wife's cold black heart)...

Poem by Virginia Ellis

Oh, little friend, do you recall,
When you made my house your home?

You loved those walks we used to take,
You never left my side;
And if I got my car keys out,
You were ready for a ride.

You sensed when I was happy,
Or was feeling kind of low;
You'd rub up against my knee,
You always seemed to know.

You'd fetch a ball or get a toy,
Without even being told;
But, was your face crestfallen,
If I felt the need to scold.

You found the outside world exciting,
Do you remember your first snow?
You'd not come back inside the house,
Because you loved it so.

You were afraid of lightening, too,
And of booming thunderstorms;
You'd run and jump upon my bed,
Where it was safe and warm.

I never once felt lonely,
As long as you were here;
You were at my feet or on my lap,
You constantly were near.

You're going back to heaven now,
From whence long ago you came;
You'll be welcomed back by God, Himself,
Who knows your doggy-name.

I think there's Frisbees up in heaven,
And rubber, squeaky toys;
And angels who will play with you,
And little girls and boys.

But, there won't be any thunderstorms,
And no vets with shots up there;
You won't even need a leash,
You'll run freely in God's air.

And when my time on earth is done,
And at heaven's gate I'm near,
I don't want any harps or horns,
Just ... happy barks to hear.

So, see you later, little friend,
I'm glad you're now pain-free;
And I'm glad you're sitting next to Jesus,
Now ... you wait right there for me.

Diary of a disco ball

2011-07-17T19:09:00.000-04:00

So my Sweet Girl wanted a disco ball. We were having a soiree of sorts and she thought it would be a nice addition. And, when she wants something, she gets it.

Off to the trusty interwebs whereupon I found a likely candidate. A dual ball with multiple led lights that sequence. Could be mounted on the ceiling or wherever. Under $40. Target has it. Right, off to Target.

Except they don't have it. And there is apparently no one employed at the store that has a measurable amount of sense. I was told variously that the disco ball would be in Electronics, Home Improvement and Toys... All of them were wrong. I got tired of the run around and called the store (while standing inside it). Turns out, the item was at another store, the *wait for it* "SUPER TARGET".

So whatever, off to the other store and I called ahead and asked them to pull it for me. Which they did. And I acquired my "Solar powered Disco Ball" (insert sound of needle pulling off record)...

What? Solar powered Disco ball? Is this a joke? I get it home and it's no joke. It's actually solar powered. Which is great except that:

1. People generally party at night
2. Night is generally lacking in sunlight
3. What, no batteries???

I cannot believe that someone would be stupid enough to think that a solar powered disco ball would cut it. It won't. So I grabbed a screw driver and with the help of Josh, modified it to accept battery power.

Here's the finished product.

Details on the surgery:

The solar cell output about 1v DC. Give or take. Apparently there isn't enough light to generate any appreciable power unless you're actually in a beam of sunlight. Seriously. Ambient light wasn't enough to turn on the electric motor. Which if you pause to think about that, all these people that think that solar power is a way to get off the oil teat are smoking crack. There's just no way you're going to generate enough power to replace the grid. But I digress.

We started by removing the cover for the motor and snipping the wires leading from the electric cell. I'm interested in gadgetry so I saved the solar cell. We soldered new wires approx 2.5" and insulated the motor with electrical tape.

Cover goes back on and the gap at the top of the motor housing is the perfect size to accommodate a single AAA battery. The AAA gives out 1.5v and that little battery spun the ball from about 6pm to 3am without a hiccup.

I want to add an on/off switch because we simply taped leads to the battery ends and that's pretty gettofabtabulous. And I'm thinking that it might be kinda cool to use one of these old remote controls from cars and helicopters that are gathering dust. Imagine, a remote control disco ball... Gives me shivers.

The link for the horrid product in case you want to see what not to buy is here.

Wait, what?

2011-05-15T22:36:00.000-04:00

I'm posting my daily weight loss and where did it go? Holy crap. I should visit this thing more often...

Doing okay. Weight is down. Muscle mass is up. I've been working like crazy lately on finishing up a big project. It's a feel good project, Georgia Baptist Children's Home (and family ministry) and we will put in some banging technology that will serve to help the ministry quite a bit.

I missed my Sister's wedding and my family thinks I suck. But there's lots of stuff that they do not know about nor understand and I'm at peace with everything.

I'm still crazy in love with my girl. There's troubles but life is, as always, good!

Blessings to all. Hope you experience wonderful things in your lives.

Osama Bin Laden dead

2011-05-02T00:40:00.001-04:00

Gas prices continue to rise...

Kudos to the American military!

What was up with President Obama stumbling on his TelePrompTer speech???

Sunday Wind Down

2011-04-18T00:08:00.001-04:00

This is the smaller of the two fiber reels

Busy lately. Big job that is wrapping up and lots of lessons learned. I've been incredibly busy, blessed, loved by my girl and it never ceases to amaze me this journey we call life. So much changed in such a short period of time after the divorce, I thank God every day for the wonderful girl that he brought into my life.

Gratuitous Stew-butt shot...

The big job was pretty stressful. And the amount of return for the work expended is completely disproportionate, but I'll end up on the winning side nonetheless. If nothing else, the lessons that I learned are worth it. Many years ago I was visiting with a friend who asked me to accompany him to a landscape job in progress. While there, the owner of the house being landscaped started in with the requisite 20 questions. He made some statement about VGA resolution (it was a LONG time ago) and he was wrong. I knew he was wrong but I doubted myself and didn't say anything. Which, actually, may have been for the best as sometimes it's better to simply keep your mouth shut even if you know you're correct. But the point is to have confidence in yourself. Repeating that error is disastrous in this economy. It's not always the best thing to keep the business if it costs you more than it's worth.

Perspective of large reel

I took a couple of photos of our fiber spools coming off the job. It was a HUGE relief to see this task completed.

I asked my Sweet Girl to go with me to provide common sense and assistance. To say that I needed her assistance on this task is a phenomenal understatement. There is pretty much no way that this could've been completed in a day without her assistance.

When we were in the middle of rolling the second reel on the trailer, I thought the job was licked. We had the confidence of doing the prior reel and even though this second reel was heavier, it seemed that it was going to go easily. And it actually was going pretty well. Until the reel rolled off the trailer. Serves me right for not securing the load immediately... But we got it done. Without arguing, harsh words or drama. Quite a departure from my previous life. I love my girl.

I have an opportunity to bid on an even larger job in the near future. We will see what happens...

200.4

2011-04-16T10:35:00.000-04:00

Hasn't been very good week to stick to the diet, lots of stress. But I've maintained what I've lost at least. Will be under 200 next week (a week late).

It's amazing how much just simply walking will help lose the pounds.

And now I'm off to move several thousand pounds of fiber. Yay

201.0

2011-04-12T08:36:00.001-04:00

I am pretty sure I did everything to hit my 199 goal (save starvation) but to no avail. Trend is downward though.

203.1

2011-04-09T09:46:00.001-04:00

eh, it fluctuates...

199 or less on Monday. I'll hit my goal.

202.0

2011-04-08T08:38:00.001-04:00

Need to do a little more exercise. I would like to be @ 199 or lower by Monday. Goal set...

Underpants

2011-04-07T10:17:00.001-04:00

Perhaps this line of thought is spilling over into the budget debate...

201.8

2011-04-07T07:54:00.000-04:00

This with a momentary breakdown in discipline culminating in a drive through foot long chili-cheese dog.

I'm not proud, but I'm honest...

202.4

2011-04-06T08:21:00.001-04:00

That is Ali snoring in his sleep...

202.6

2011-04-05T09:18:00.002-04:00

It's begun...

203.4

2011-04-04T07:56:00.001-04:00

yesterday consisted of lots of walking...

coffee for breakfast, light lunch and a sensible dinner is in store

tomorrow should start to see some results

You'll See Yourself

2011-04-04T00:04:00.000-04:00

Vietnam is a former French colony and has a considerable French influence. French movies and music played a major role influencing Vietnamese apparently. I just get to enjoy listening to new music.

I vaguely recall taking French in pre-school but basically I remember Oof (egg) and Bacon (apparently bacon is universal, except if you're Muslim or Jewish [oh the irony]...)

This is a video of Ann-Marie David singing in Luxemborg in 1973. The song is called Tu Te Reconnaîtras. The title basically means You'll Recognize Yourself.

I found the following site which provided a translation into English.

Tu te reconnaîtras	You'll recognise yourself
Dans les rêves de l'enfance	In the dreams of childhood
Dans l'élève que le maître a puni	In the student that the teacher has punished
Dans la gare où commence	In the train station where
La première aventure de la vie	The first adventure of life begins

Dans celui qui doute	In the one who doubts
Dans celui qui croit	In the one who believes

Tu verras, tu te reconnaîtras	You'll see, you'll recognise yourself
À chaque instant dans chaque joie, dans chaque larme	At every moment in each joy, in each tear
Tu verras, tu te reconnaîtras	You'll see, you'll recognise yourself
Dans cet enfant, parmi ces gens, tous comme toi	In that child, surrounded by those people, just like you

Dans les rêves de l'artiste	In the dreams of the artist
Que la gloire n'a jamais couronné	That glory has never awarded
Dans ce monde égoïste	In that egoistic world
Qui renie ce qu'il a adoré	That denies what it has loved

Dans ceux qui ont peur	In those who are scared
Dans ceux qui ont froid	In those who are cold

Tu verras, tu te reconnaîtras	You'll see, you'll recognise yourself
À chaque instant dans chaque joie, dans chaque larme	At every moment in every joy, in every tear
Tu verras, tu te reconnaîtras	You'll see, you'll recognise yourself
Dans cet enfant, parmi ces gens, tous comme toi	In that child, surrounded by those people, just like you

Tu verras, tu te reconnaîtras	You'll see, you'll recognise yourself
Dans cet amour que j'ai pour toi	In that love that I have for you
Oui, tu verras, tu te reconnaîtras	Yes, you'll see, you'll recognise yourself

Translation by Morgan Trouillet.

203.2

2011-04-03T07:20:00.001-04:00

203.8

2011-04-02T13:38:00.000-04:00

White guys are screwed. We get chubby, pale, surprisingly hairy in spots and develop freckles in the damnedest places...

I managed to consume my body weight in Thanksgiving turkey last year and had some time to reminisce on the evil, diabolical scheme that somebody, years ago (who probably had designs on opening a fitness chain) decided to have Thanksgiving and Christmas a month apart. Just enough time for you to completely lose the ability to diet and exercise and gain weight like a sumo.

So I've become rather corpulent. Time, yet again, to go on a diet. Dammit.

I'll be posting my weight on a daily basis. Which will be a pain, but I think it'll help motivate me to get re-svelte.

In other news, there is no other news. Sweet Girl and I are happy and that lil' bastid is in love with his duck. I'll post a photo of him and his duck lovers later.

Peace

Man I love this girl

2011-03-09T00:13:00.000-05:00

My Sweet Girl is a passionate person. Meaning that in addition to caring a whole lot about lots of things, she yells when she sees stuff that she doesn't like!

As well she is a pretty passionate person about life.

Tonight she told me that she hates it when I trust people. And I agree that I tend to trust people more than I probably should. But it's awfully hard to be a jaded dick for me.

I'm just not wired that way.

Of course I'll bet you that history is littered with the corpses of those who shared that delusion. So I try and be as perceptive as possible. It's not easy sometimes. But it's necessary.

I hope you have someone in your life as wonderful as my Sweet Girl.

Serious Sciencemonger Global Warming Information

2011-02-20T11:01:00.000-05:00

An unholy alliance of Santa and Al Gore?

Unless your head is permanently stuck into a posterior, you've heard Al Gore and his merry band of global warming alarmists carrying on about how ice is melting, polar bears are starving, penguins are dying, the north pole will be devoid of ice ~~last year,~~ ~~this year,~~ ~~next year,~~ in some indeterminate period of time, etc, etc.

I was curious about the carbon being evil meme after seeing that Domino Sugar actually came out with a version of sugar that is "Carbon Free". And no, I'm not making this up. Found it on various places and sure enough, there's an actual statment on the Domino website that they have carbon free sugar. Which, as you probably know, is no mean feat as a preponderance of the chemical makeup of sugar is, you guessed it, carbon.

Carbon

Atomic Number:	6	Atomic Symbol:	C
Atomic Weight:	12.011	Electron Configuration:	2-4
Shells:	2,4	Filling Orbital:	2p2
Melting Point:	sublimes @ 3500^oC	Boiling Point:	4827^oC
Uses:	making of steels, filters, pencils and many more uses

Since carbon is an element found in sugar, without it you have no sugar. Here, this is the chemical makeup of sugar. Source is wikipedia. See all the C's in there? That's carbon. You cannot have sugar without carbon.

While it is, to me, irritating that Domino is so desperate to be "Green" that they actually claim to have carbon free sugar, I decided to put aside petty differences and instead look deeper into the ramifications that this new and improved carbon free sugar has to offer. What I found totally amazed me...

Enter the Get Stewed Sciencemongers. Tasked with determining how this new and improved sugar could actually be sugar sans the element carbon the Sciencemongers dove in. They cleaned the pizza boxes off, donned lab coats, started up those spinny things, some put tape on glasses and all joined the ranks of the pocket protector club as science oozed forth as if gifted from the firmament.

Firing up the Get Stewed Posi-Tronic Scienc-ey Micr'skope they bustled about hurriedly for hours before ushering me into the boardroom and showing me that the carbon in Domino Sugar had been replaced by a new element. Amazing. Earth shattering news, and my humble band of Sciencemongers figured this out all by themselves in just a few hours. Amazing what a lab coat and a few spinny things can do eh?

The image below shows the new element contrasting the previous presence of Carbon:

You can clearly see a new chemical element where the carbon was. What is the new element? Simple, it's Algoricol. A new element. The Sciencemongers gave Algoricol the abbreviation of MBP for Man-Bear-Pig.

Now this is earth shattering and interesting and all that. But what, you may ask, does this have to do with an unholy alliance between Santa and Al Gore? Because that is what this is really all about you see. Well, I'll tell you. The chemical makeup of our base sucrose sugar is; C₁₂H₂₂O_11. When the C₁₂_. is removed, you're left with H₂₂O_11.

Another way of writing this is H₂O x 22. What does this leave us with? HHo As an Hh creates a silent second "h", we get Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!

Which can only be either Charlie Sheen on a two night coke bender, a snippet of a sermon by Jesse Jackson or Santa.

Forget media bias, union thuggery, or even racist Tea Partiers, the real danger here is Al Gore and Santa working in unison to bring us a world barren of snow and carbon.

Now if I don't win a Nobel Prize for science after this, the whole thing is rigged. RIGGED I SAY!!!

What do you live for?

2011-02-17T23:08:00.000-05:00

Stop, Hammertime!

2011-02-12T23:07:00.002-05:00

Ice Ice Baby

2011-02-04T07:28:00.000-05:00

The largely unexamined dangers of the microwave burrito...

2011-01-11T21:11:00.000-05:00

Global Warming Strikes

2011-01-10T03:50:00.000-05:00

6-12"... Did Algore come to Georgia?

It's snowing. I can't sleep. I'm trying to work but it's largely an unsuccessful endeavor. I'm resisting the temptation to put on some warm clothes and find something to sled with...

Any Given Sunday

2011-01-09T11:34:00.000-05:00

On Saturday...

With apologies to any Wordnerds out there...

Merry New Year v2.0.11

2011-01-03T13:48:00.000-05:00

Beef Jerky?

Over the years, I've managed to ring in the new year in a number of different ways. Chatting with Brenda Love. In Church. Givin' the ole pickle tickle. Lost on a road somewhere... You get the idea.

Last year we visited the Sweet Girl's myriad cousins somewhere in LA and rang in the new year eating sushi from some world renown sushi chef (they flew this guy down to make sushi all night long), singing Karoke and pounding really really good tequila. So this year we ended up back in LA for the new year and I figured we'd be doing pretty much the same thing. I couldn't have been more wrong.

Apparently all the Karoke singing, tequila pounding cousins were out of town. So we got to the entertain "The Grannies(TM)". The Grannies (TM) weren't allowed to travel, or they banded together and thwarted the travel bug in order to entertain us. Mostly I should say, entertain me.

If you don't know by now, I'm with a Vietnamese girl. Her family is, no surprise, Vietnamese as well. And these people are amazing. Family is incredibly important, honor and humor and camaraderie equally as well. And the Grandmother and Grandfather among them are treated like royalty. So it was some sort of badge of respect that I, "random white guy" was able to participate in the activities.

We took them out shopping, got more food than would fit in the trunk of the DTS (seriously, it spilled over to the backseat). The Grannies giggled like little girls because I was opening the doors for them, helping them carry the five hundred pounds of food and generally being a gentleman. I still can't speak very much Vietnamese but I got the gist that they thought I was adorable which, of course, I am.

The girl third to the right is my Sweet Girl. She is NOT a Grannie. She is, however, at least as cute as the all the Grannies combined.

Su Su Sud(i)o

2010-12-29T21:52:00.001-05:00

He sees you when you're sleeping, he knows when you're awake, he's copied on /var/spool/mail/root, so be good for goodness' sake!

Just watch it until the end

2010-12-27T17:57:00.001-05:00

Best pun in memory coming up...

Multiple Cranes FAIL - watch more funny videos

Merry Christmas

2010-12-19T21:54:00.000-05:00

Found this video over at The New Editor

Do Not Underestimate Zombies

2010-12-19T00:58:00.001-05:00

From Ug to Doug

2010-12-17T23:26:00.001-05:00

Ran across this story of a partially blind, Pointer mix that was adopted by a wonderful family in Britain. Meet Doug nee Ug.

In all my life, I've never met a soul that is as pure as a dog. Forget outside looks, and look inside.

This dog makes me want to cry. I don't even want to know what happened to him. But I am so happy that he's found a home with a family and I hope they stay together.

No More Homeless Pets!

2010-12-14T19:51:00.001-05:00

Christmas 2010

2010-11-28T20:43:00.002-05:00

We put up the Christmas tree on Thanksgiving day. Which is a departure from my vigorous denial of all things "early Christmas". But she was so cute and really really REALLY wanted the Christmas tree put up.

And really, when a Buddist begs you to put up your Christmas tree, how can a guy POSSIBLY resist?!?!?

I love that girl.

Today, Friday October 29th

2010-10-29T23:06:00.000-04:00

Work all day. Stress stress stress. Take care of business. Make the client happy. There is no success without failure.
Come home to:

My girl
She makes me dinner
We sit at the table
And we talk
And laugh
The music plays
We dance
And laugh some more (I am a TERRIBLE dancer) (hahahaha)
Then we clean up
And we walk, hand in hand

And later, my sweet little dog, sniffs my foot and looks at me with love. And tells me silently that he loves me and always will.

My life is filled with love.

2010-10-29T22:01:00.000-04:00

I've been meaning to put something up here for a while now. Decided tonight that I would just start typing. Work's kept me pretty busy lately. And what is left over from work is taken (gladly) by the Sweet Girl.

I've been thinking a lot about the state of things with the apparent political rejection of Democrats, the ascendancy of the GOP and the abject failure of the established media to cover anything but negative aspects of all things conservative. Par for the course if you ask me...

It's amazing that in spite of the overwhelming negative press, conservatives are prevailing. Wouldn't it be amazing if the playing field were leveled? But I digress. The real problems that society should be dealing with are...

ZOMBIES!

Specifically Zombie Kittehs. Can't blame them for being so cute and wanting to eat delicious brains.

Obamacare

2010-10-11T18:40:00.001-04:00

Obamacare is starting to kick in. I enjoyed hearing that a judge in Michigan decided that's it's okay for the government to force an individual to purchase something. What could go wrong?!?!

The hypocrisy of this administration is stunning in it's brutal disregard for the principals which made this country great.

Source here. Photo courtesy of Doug Ross.

Getting under the Sciencemongers skin...

2010-10-09T17:01:00.000-04:00

So the leader of the Get Stewed Science Mongers bursts into my office and slams a piece of paper on my desk. It's a photo from a website. Photobomb:

Says the Science Monger lead, "If they're going to steal pictures, at least they could give us credit!"

Free Range Llama Humans coming soon to a pasture near you...

Happy Birthday to my Sweet Girl

2010-10-09T01:52:00.002-04:00

You.

That's the key. Everyone is more interested in themselves than others. This is a basic premise in sales, psychology, prostitution and (at the risk of redundancy) politics.

My Baby, the Princess, is having a birthday soon and while I'm busy planning to spoil her, love her and make her time special she goes and...

Gets me a gift.

A watch. A Lucien Piccard. Not because I need one, but because she wants to be freaking wonderful.

When I found her, I was not searching.
In her, I see the best that I can be.
In me, she knows that I am her rock.

God has a plan, you can fight it, or you can enjoy the ride.

Happy Birthday Princess Sexpot!

(Un)juxtapose?

2010-10-04T14:33:00.000-04:00

Just sayin'...

beauty and the beast

2010-10-01T22:42:00.001-04:00

and the sleepy 'lil' bastid... Do you see him?

On our President

2010-09-25T21:57:00.001-04:00

I disagree with President Obama on pretty much everything he's saying and doing. I'm disappointed in my country for believing in what, to me, was a clear sham of a politician.

But I want to take a moment and point out something. President Obama is a man. A human. He's got a family that loves him. He has a mom and a dad just like you. You may completely disagree with EVERYTHING that he says and does (like yours truly) but try and remember that he's human just like you. Treat him with dignity. Not to say you can't enjoy the egg which is, apparently, permanently plastered on his face, but really, he's just a man. And he is our President at that.

Then remember all the love that Bush received from his detractors and take comfort in knowing that we, on the right; the supposedly evil, greedy, rich, unfeeling, assholes are...

Just better people than those on the left.

I can see November from my window!

Beaker always gets it...

2010-09-25T19:51:00.001-04:00

8:30

2010-09-20T21:30:00.000-04:00

Every day, I still look for Chloe's pills. Her schedule was 8:30, morning and night. Funny how the habit stills holds strong.

I cleaned out all her pills, medicine containers, etc and found all these little plastic spoons.

Had to laugh because she would only take her pills when I teased her with food a spoonful at a time.

I think it's way easier dealing with Chloe's loss than some previous dogs. It still hurts pretty bad but it ended so well. I was dreading having to make the decision to put her to sleep. Her going peacefully in her sleep the morning of the day that I had her scheduled to meet the vet at our house? It's like she wanted to spare me the pain.

She was a great dog.

Mr. President

2010-09-18T22:36:00.000-04:00

You should be ashamed of yourself

Saw the news today that President Obama used his radio address to talk about ~~Jobs~~ ~~His Lazer Focus On Jobs~~ ~~America reaching 1960's poverty levels~~ ~~Lowering taxes~~ ~~Reducing the size of the Federal Government~~ ~~Closing Guantanamo~~ advertisements that might be run against democrats.

I'm no teleprompter but I think I can roughly recall some of what he said:

When you hear ads against democrats ask yourself who is funding these ads. Is it big oil? Is it the healthcare industry? Is it some other shady entity? Americans deserve to make a fair choice this November.

Mr. President, you are a hypocrite. And a dangerous one at that.

This man has no shame and will stretch the truth as far as he can. He likely believes that he's doing the right thing (in spite of my overt disdain for Obama, I still must respect the office of the President) but it's disturbing to see this. He HAS to know what he's doing.

Sometimes I fear for my country.

Of bleach, and a garage door...

2010-09-13T00:17:00.000-04:00

Quickly, thanks to everyone for your kind words on Chloe. It's okay, she was almost 16 years old. She'll be missed but I had several years to love her and make her feel special. Thank you all.

So I'm smitten. Been walking around in a fog for a while telling anyone who'd listen (and some that didn't really want to listen, take for instance the file clerk at Macy's who got to hear my mewling love smitten blather, she would've thrown something at me if her manager hadn't walked in and interrupted...). Life is pretty good. I'm happy, one cute little old muppet short but it's alright.

And the Sweet Girl wants me to be neater. Anyone who knows me know that neatness and organization don't really get along all that well in Stew-land. Or at least that's been my historical modus operandi. The Sweet Girl has cured me though.

Amazingly enough I'm actually getting organized. The garage was becoming a great big cluttered mess. And I kept thinking about just cleaning it up. So last weekend, I did. Pulled everything out, tossed the old stuff, gave away some stuff that I didn't need anymore and painted the floor. It's really really nice now. And this is so unlike me that it's sometimes scary walking into the garage.

The rest of the house is spotless (of course) and now there's nothing holding me back from simply maintaining the clean. Gotta say, it feels really good.

The amazing thing is that this is really due to the Sweet Girl. She inspired me. And because I know that she likes the clean, neat, organization, it's really enjoyable for me too.

This is so weird.

Chloe passed away

2010-08-28T01:41:00.000-04:00

Chloe and Stew hanging out with the ear rubbies.

Chloe and Prince Ali ('Lil Bastard) inseparable

Chloe was such a part of my life that I think I'm still numb. Every part of my life was touched by that little angel. Cannot begin to express how much this hurts.

hehehehehe

2010-07-31T09:27:00.000-04:00

Unemployment Benefits

2010-07-20T23:15:00.000-04:00

With all the brouhaha over extending unemployment benefits

I just wonder if anyone is noting that an economic recovery

Usually means that you don't need unemployment benefits...

Enjoy the recovery!

Memories

2010-07-17T01:12:00.000-04:00

Seems like I just met her yesterday. Life is so different and there is so much happiness, it's surreal. I sometimes literally have to concentrate on NOW just to remind myself that this isn't a dream. I'm actually this happy making her happy.

We are in love.

In a daydream

2010-07-17T01:04:00.000-04:00

Ever listen to Medved or Hewitt? Sometimes their bumper music plays this song. It's "In a daydream" by The Freddy Jones Band.

I love this song. Listened to it today while prepping for boring fiber under roadways (we're doing a campus fiber job at work). I got to ride on the ditch witch diesel trencher and just let this song drown out reality.

Enjoy!

Happy Independence Day

2010-07-04T17:20:00.001-04:00

Today we celebrate the fourth of July. The day that we declared independence from England some 230+ years ago.

I am spending time with the girl that swept me off my feet, made me realize that there is a reason for being me, and showed me what a wonderful person can do influencing my life.

These Vietnamese folks are just wonderful. And they love America.

Happy Birthday USA!

yin yang

2010-07-04T17:14:00.001-04:00

Babies sleeping. They are so cute together.

*SNORT!

2010-06-23T22:54:00.001-04:00

Congratulations Lizzy and Robert!

2010-06-16T23:37:00.000-04:00

My baby sister. I love you.

I'm so happy for you guys.

Love,
Stew

...giving your heart

2010-06-12T11:23:00.039-04:00

for a dog to tear...

To the park today. Chloe couldn't make it. Her gait is wrecked. She literally can't walk straight. So I gave her a couple of treats and headed out with The 'Lil' Bastard.

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Chloe pretty much just sleeps these days. Her bouts of incontinence come and go, we've traced these mostly down to that tumor (we think). I was supposed to take her to a specialist to get an ultrasound but work intruded. Now with this problem with her walking I'm wondering if the tumor is somehow impacting her spinal cord. Not sure.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

Prince Ali, aka 'Lil' Bastard however, is doing well. We arrive at the dog park and he is, as usual, bouncing around like a rabid Tasmanian Devil on a heavy cocktail of speed and meth and I strike up a conversation with a fellow park-goer. This person immediately notices the absence of Miss Piggy and comments.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find--it's your own affair--
But...you've given your heart for a dog to tear.

y'all, I am standing there talking about Piglet and suddenly notice that not only am I crying, it's spread to everyone around me. This group of people start talking about our dogs, life and death, the inevitability of it all and, the whole time, all the dogs are quietly lying at their respective masters feet.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!);
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart for the dog to tear.

I discovered Rudyard Kipling's The Power of a Dog years ago when Riggs passed on. That was a defining moment in my life as I realized that it's not just me that is so deeply affected by the passing of a dog. Many lose dogs and keep right on going as if nothing happened. Not me. And the prospect of losing Miss Piggy's little muppet bottom is sad enough. But it's eclipsed by the almost certainty of knowing that it's probably going to take me making a conscious decision to end her life. That's the hardest part.

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long--
So why in Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

BP dodges responsibility?

2010-06-11T02:03:00.001-04:00

Miss Piggy

2010-06-09T21:31:00.001-04:00

Drinking water tonight...

Photos of me and Chloe Nekkid have been redacted...

2010-06-06T22:12:00.000-04:00

I had to give Miss Piggy a bath today. She was starting to smell like my feet after a long hike (in a completely unrelated note, I hiked up Stoned Mountain today with my Sweet Girl. And I was wearing a 30lb backpack. Going up was no problem but it started getting really uncomfortable on the way down. Perhaps I should start wearing something other than flip flops...). Bathing her in the shower stall (it's easier to just get in with them when it's bath time) (Chloe not the Sweet Girl) (well, actually...) I got a chance to look at her old, freckled, sparsely hair covered, lumpy body. She really has aged a lot in a short period of time. Very sad. Anyway, I decided to give that little bastard a bath at the same time. So we ended up with two, soggy, furkids needing attention. I dig it that they love each other.

Miss Piggy

2010-06-06T02:46:00.000-04:00

Chloe has a tumor. It's in her butt. I wish I was joking but I'm not. It was about grape sized when discovered three to four months ago and now it's almost the size of a plum. The biopsy showed benign but it's going to block her bum and she won't be able to poop. Which is bad.

I may be considering a pretty sad thing someday soon. I may be able to have the tumor removed but that would make her incontinent (and she's already peeing everywhere about every five minutes).

Chloe is 15 and a half years old. Pretty good for a dog that my vet told me wouldn't last past ten (when she was diagnosed with epilepsy).

I love my little "Miss Piggy".

Chilean wine

2010-06-04T21:11:00.001-04:00

The cab was deelish, the Carmenere should be cellared for a while. Not bad for $7.99!

Chloe gets that foot...

2010-06-04T08:07:00.001-04:00

She likes to lay down and lick her feet. I think this is because of her capacity to do something cute 98% of the time...

Ear Rubbies

2010-06-01T22:36:00.000-04:00

Miss Piggy

2010-05-30T18:58:00.000-04:00

No meat in sight.

She sees meat...

2010-05-30T18:56:00.001-04:00

Happy Piggy!!!

I changed my mind

2010-04-25T01:47:00.000-04:00

I was going to post some pithy thoughts

Probably relevant in some form or fashion

But nonetheless, lost in the signal to noise ratio

So, nevermind. Have a happy weekend. Enjoy something. Revel in something good. Maybe nothing bad has happened in a while, hope the trend continues.

Life is what you make it. So make it good.

It's time that Jewish people woke up

2010-04-18T02:43:00.001-04:00

The Democrat Party isn't your friend

Watching some Jewish people blindly backing the Democrat ~~Party~~ Regime is becoming scary. Consider this:

Jeff Goldberg:--- Do you think that Israel is a drag on America’s reputation overseas?

Barack Obama:--- No, no, no. But what I think is that this constant wound, that this constant sore, does infect all of our foreign policy. The lack of a resolution to this problem provides an excuse for anti-American militant jihadists to engage in inexcusable actions, and so we have a national-security interest in solving this, and I also believe that Israel has a security interest in solving this because I believe that the status quo is unsustainable. I am absolutely convinced of that, and some of the tensions that might arise between me and some of the more hawkish elements in the Jewish community in the United States might stem from the fact that I’m not going to blindly adhere to whatever the most hawkish position is just because that’s the safest ground politically.

Obama's remarks seem to parallel those of Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.

In yet another verbal attack against Israel, Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad called the Jewish state a "filthy bacteria" whose sole purpose was to oppress the other nations of the region.

"The world powers established this filthy bacteria, the Zionist regime, which is lashing out at the nations in the region like a wild beast," the Iranian president told supporters at a rally in southern Iran.

Come to think of it, a Mr. A. Hitler had some remarks along these lines.

Against the infection of materialism, against the Jewish pestilence we must hold aloft a flaming ideal. And if others speak of the World and Humanity we say the Fatherland - and only the Fatherland!

My Jewish friends, you better wake up. Democrats and Progressives are NOT your friends. Learn from history. Before it's too late.

Source: http://directorblue.blogspot.com/2010/04/may-of-2008-candidate-obama-states-that.html

Joke Time (featuring a cameo by W)

2010-04-14T07:33:00.001-04:00

George Bush, Queen Elizabeth, and Vladimir Putin all die and go to hell.

While there, they spy a red phone and ask what the phone is for. The devil tells them it is for calling back to Earth.

Putin asks to call Russia and talks for 5 minutes. When he is finished the devil informs him that the cost is a million dollars, so Putin writes him a check.

Next Queen Elizabeth calls England and talks for 30 minutes. When she is finished the devil informs her that the cost is 6 million dollars, so she writes him a check.

Finally George Bush gets his turn and talks for 4 hours. When he is finished the devil informs him that the cost is $5.00.

When Putin hears this he goes ballistic and asks the devil why Bush got to call the USA so cheaply.

The devil smiles and replies: "Since Obama took over, the country has gone to hell, so it's a local call."

My sentiments exactly...

2010-04-12T09:31:00.000-04:00

Joke Time

2010-04-11T09:22:00.002-04:00

From oldjewstellingjokes.com

Obama and the Nuclear Treaty Issues

2010-04-09T01:08:00.000-04:00

So our President wants to reduce the number of Nukes we have and pledges not to use nuclear weapons against any country which also doesn't have nuclear weapons. Interesting in a crazy sort of way. Perhaps he's forgotten completely about detente. Or maybe there is some other way to apply a special secret mixture of Hope and Change that will bring about whirled peas that we, the Hoi Polloi, simply aren't aware of yet.

Regardless, I wouldn't particularly worry all that much. I mean it's not like that man has told the truth about ANYTHING so far. Reference the healthcare bill. It's "reducing costs", "expanding coverage", "making healthcare fair". HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Not to mention the "healthcare" bill now provides Student Loans. Which makes perfect sense as healthcare and student loans are practically the same thing. Sure.

I took the liberty of running some of Obama's statements through the Get Stewed Sciencemonger's new Translat-O-Ramabama machine (made especially to translate Obama into actual truthful statements).

He's saying that we are going to reduce the number of nuclear weapons.

Translation, he's privy to a special physics principal which allows puppy breath to be converted into a specialized gas which will kill Russians and anyone named Putin.

He's saying that we won't use Nuclear weapons against any country.

Translation, we will kill you (unless you are a Teletubby).

I grow weary of typing. The sweet girl wants pineapple.

Stew out~

From Giglish

2010-04-05T11:21:00.000-04:00

John Edwards's mistress, Rielle Hunter, said she doesn't like the word "mistress."

Maybe she would prefer the term: adulterer hose-bag skank-bucket?

- Alex Kaseberg

It's hard to kiss the lips

2010-03-31T21:17:00.000-04:00

That chew on your ass all day long

Swiped without remorse from my blogdad, Sandy.

The Get Stewed Science Mongers Reappear

2010-03-24T13:09:00.000-04:00

Determine reason that Dog is MAN's best friend

Congrats America

2010-03-22T00:44:00.001-04:00

You've got Socialized Healthcare!

Over half the country thinks this is a bad idea. It's going to be challenged in court for years. I as well as others will be dedicating a tremendous amount of time and money dedicated to removal of democrats that voted Yes on this horrible monstrosity of a bill.

There are so many different ways to fix the problems instead of this horror show that we're being saddled with that it's sad.

I wonder if secession is going to be a topic anytime soon?

Update:
These are the Georgia Congress representatives that voted Yes.
Sanford Bishop
Henry Johnson
John Lewis
David Scott

All Democrats. Sadly, if all four of these representatives voted No, the attempt would've failed.

Here's a quandary

2010-03-17T23:31:00.000-04:00

As opposed to learning what the bill contains PRIOR to voting on it...

2010-03-12T00:13:00.002-05:00

This floored me

Obama renews Patriot Act

2010-03-09T22:38:00.000-05:00

Crickets chirp as the mainstream media fails to report this

So did you hear about Obama's signing the Patriot Act renewal? Perhaps it's because Bush was reviled for signing the act and nobody wants to admit that Obama is just doing the same thing Bush did. Which, if it's true cracks me up to no end.

Those of you who claim no media bias, take note.

Those wacky Republicans

2010-03-07T18:55:00.000-05:00

Flash Dance

2010-03-04T23:23:00.002-05:00

Reprise...

See more funny videos and Cute Animals Videos at Today's Big Thing.

Breakin' the law!

2010-03-03T22:38:00.000-05:00

What we have here, is a failure to... uh, darn it.

Songs

2010-02-27T01:37:00.000-05:00

You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom

"Starin' at you takin' off your makeup

Wonderin' why you even put it on

I know you think you do,but baby you don't need it
Wish that you could see what I see when it's gone"

Rascal Flatts, from Feels Like Today

And I have a new favorite. Already in a daydream by the Freddy Jones band. It's the bumper music used on Hugh Hewitt and sometimes on Michael Medved's shows. Enjoy.

XKCD

2010-02-25T16:24:00.000-05:00

From a friend/client. Thanks Todd!

Democrats attempting to pass Cap and Trade legislation this week

2010-02-21T11:35:00.000-05:00

So much for the Presidential pledge to make jobs the focal point. Cap and Trade kills jobs, this comes not from a random person with an opinion, this comes from a business owner. The one thing that Cap and Trade WILL definitely accomplish is a great big fat gift to lobbyists. Other than that, it's unnecessary and will further increase the scope of the Federal Government. What is unconscionable is the support from spineless "Republican" senator Lindsey Graham. I'd expect it from the liberal and progressive members of Congress (all they want to do is increase the size and power of government) but not Republicans.

So I sent Mr. Graham a letter. If you'd like to do the same, email him here.

My email to Lindsey Graham:

Mr. Graham.
I realize that I'm not in your constituency (being in a neighboring state), however, I feel compelled to contact you. Your blind support of Cap and Trade is unbelievable. I'm a 3 person small business, trying desperately to become a 30 person small business. Your actions are a disgrace to conservative values and will lead to nothing but harm for those already stressed by this poor economy.

Beware the unintended consequences of this bill. It's a boondoggle and do you really want your legacy connected with this horrible idea? It's not working well in Europe yet the proven free market DOES work. Please fight for us, not for more government, more lobbying, less free market.
reference http://www.ncpa.org/sub/dpd/index.php?Article_ID=14411

Take a stand sir, do not support more government programs that will further transfer power to an already too large government.

Respectfully,
Stewart Magooert

h/t Right Wing News

Homey the Valentines Day Bear

2010-02-13T21:38:00.000-05:00

Tell me this wouldn't work...

2010-02-03T16:33:00.000-05:00

ht/ The Possum via Faceborkborkbork

So...

2010-02-02T23:20:00.000-05:00

Is she FOR or AGAINST? And don't give me that "metaphor" bullcrap...

Swiped without remorse from one of my new favorites; Friends of Irony

Swiped from that clemerforated fellow

2010-01-31T01:51:00.000-05:00

The caption is; "Don't swallow chewing gum!"

http://blogiburton.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-swallow-chewing-gum-from-inbox.html

Job Stimulus ideas for Mr. Obama

2010-01-29T00:54:00.000-05:00

These are about $80. Buy a trillion of them and give them out as gifts for people that get a job (not in the public sector).

In a completely related statement YOU KNOW YOU WANT ONE!

Liveblogging State of the Union Speech

2010-01-27T21:13:00.000-05:00

Um, not here.

I predict that our President will state things like, "we need to create jobs," "I inherited the problems," "quotation marks should be contained within quotes," and finally "I greatly admire Karl Marx."

I think there should be an amendment to the grammar constitution allowing me to put quotation marks outside of quotes.

Hope and Change and Hope and Change and Hope and Cangeh and *

2010-01-26T21:35:00.000-05:00

I lol'd a little bit at this (found at Weaselzippers)

Your Daily Muppet

2010-01-22T13:45:00.000-05:00

She's sleeping. Imagine that!

But um, imagine it quietly please. You might wake her.
:)

In Possible!!!

2010-01-18T12:08:00.000-05:00

The Linux strikes again...

Hahahahahahahahahaha! Epic...

source: http://emailsfromcrazypeople.com/2010/01/12/impossible/

Another weekend in the books

2010-01-17T19:21:00.000-05:00

diǎn xīn anyone?

More Dim sum today. Found a new restaurant and it's even better than the last one. Will visit a couple of times and see if it's consistent and if so, will reveal the secret. If you're ever in Atlanta and want to know the inside skinny on succulent mastication locations, lemme know. I love me some Dim sum.

What the heck is Mr. Stewert Magooert talking about (in case you don't know what Dim sum is) (you poor soul):

From Wikipedia
Dim sum pronunciation "diǎn xīn", 點心) is the name for a southern Chinese cuisine which involves a wide range of light dishes served alongside Chinese tea. Yum cha (literally "drinking tea") is the term used to describe the entire dining experience, especially in contemporary Cantonese. It is usually served in the mornings until noon time at Chinese restaurants and at specialty dim sum eateries where typical dishes are available throughout the day. Dishes come in small portions and may include meat, seafood and vegetables as well as desserts and fruit. The items are usually served in a small steamer basket or on a small plate.

Ready for Monday ya'all?

Get Stewed

Epic Ketchup-bot Win

Delicious smashy smash Smashburger

Firefox, why hast though forsaken me?

Occupy Phil Donahue (or why socialism fails)

September 11, 2011

Free

Goodbye my sweet Zoe

Diary of a disco ball

Wait, what?

Osama Bin Laden dead

Sunday Wind Down

200.4

201.0

203.1

202.0

Underpants

201.8

202.4

202.6

203.4

You'll See Yourself

Tu te reconnaîtras

You'll recognise yourself

203.2

203.8

Man I love this girl

Serious Sciencemonger Global Warming Information

Carbon

What do you live for?

Stop, Hammertime!

The largely unexamined dangers of the microwave burrito...

Global Warming Strikes

Any Given Sunday

Merry New Year v2.0.11

Su Su Sud(i)o

Just watch it until the end

Merry Christmas

Do Not Underestimate Zombies

From Ug to Doug

No More Homeless Pets!

Christmas 2010

Today, Friday October 29th

Obamacare

Getting under the Sciencemongers skin...

Happy Birthday to my Sweet Girl

(Un)juxtapose?

beauty and the beast

On our President

Beaker always gets it...

8:30

Mr. President

Of bleach, and a garage door...

Chloe passed away

hehehehehe

Unemployment Benefits

Memories

In a daydream

Happy Independence Day

yin yang

*SNORT!

Congratulations Lizzy and Robert!

...giving your heart

BP dodges responsibility?

Miss Piggy

Photos of me and Chloe Nekkid have been redacted...

Miss Piggy

Chilean wine

Chloe gets that foot...

Ear Rubbies

Miss Piggy

She sees meat...

I changed my mind

It's time that Jewish people woke up

Joke Time (featuring a cameo by W)

My sentiments exactly...

Joke Time

Obama and the Nuclear Treaty Issues

From Giglish

It's hard to kiss the lips