Friday, December 31, 2010

Obligatory New Years Post

I don't happen to believe in New Years resolutions myself. I believe that everyday one could be assessing what works and what doesn't. Of course I believe that, but almost never do, unless hit in the head with a two by four piece of reality. One of my many charms I am sure.

I have learned a lot in the last year of blogging. Today is in fact my (Whoopee) one year.Thanks to all you happy wanders that have embraced one of the most private blogs I know of.I kinda like it this way. At first I would run to the counter awaiting the on-slot of devotees to my brilliance..what a silly twittling I can be. Now I am happy with the pace and breadth of where and what I currently am. I even have moments of peace here, away from the hustle and bustle of a home with more kids then good sense dictates.

I once had a chance to join a blog role and chickened out chose not to  because I wanted to be able to continue to write what ever nonsensical  piece of garbage that came to my heart and mind (and I have too.) I have used this place for many things over the year, a place to put recipes , vent, dump my "stuck in my head" throbbing tunes and just a place to work out some ideas I have been toying around with. A place to deal with my mistakes.

Will I be more focused in future, take a more decided direction? Knowing me...... I highly doubt it.

Thank you my two and a half regular readers for stopping by and saying hello from time to time. Glad to see I can't alienate everyone. :O)

May the next year bring you all only good and if it doesn't? May it bring you the strength to handle the not so perfect thing we call life.

Forward ho.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

You know I'm going to have to....

heap curses on the head of the evil person that put THIS song in my head.

May a camel spit in their tea, may boils visit upon their derrière, may your neighbour's dog bark alllll night long, may your balls only find the sand traps, may the elephants at the zoo escape and flatten your....oh you get the idea.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Silly news

The man that took the bunny out of easter and  put her in the bathroom for millions of men has struck again.

Hugh Hefner is engaged. The 84 year old Playboy popped the question to long time girlfriend, Crystal Harris. As they say love is blind, especially for Crystal who is only 24 years old. I wonder what Holly Madison thinks about this? Will Hef and Crystal have a big Playboy wedding?

Hef is a real charmer, when he divorced his last "long time" wife he stated that Viagra was the reason. Why stick with when you can pop a pill that puts you back in working order and you can sample the wares of multiples? What a catch..

Question: How can someone who is only 24 be a "long time" girlfriend?

Fully Informed Jury Association making an impact?

Town can't find jurors willing to convict in Pot case.

A man with a string of convictions and a reputation as a drug dealer was going on trial in Montana for distributing a small amount of marijuana found in his home—if only the court could find jurors willing to send someone to jail for selling a few marijuana buds.The problem began during jury selection this month in Missoula, when a potential juror said she would have a “real problem” convicting someone for selling such a small amount. But she would follow the law if she had to, she said.
A woman behind her was adamant. “I can’t do it,” she said, prompting Judge Robert L. Deschamps III to excuse her. Another juror raised a hand, the judge recalled, “and said, ‘I was convicted of marijuana possession a few years ago, and it ruined my life.’ “ Excused.
“Then one of the people in the jury box said, ‘Tell me, how much marijuana are we talking about? ... If it was a pound or a truckload or something like that, OK, but I’m not going to convict someone of a sale with two or three buds,’ “ the judge said. “And at that point, four or five additional jurors spontaneously raised their hands and said, ‘Me, too.’ “
By that time, Deschamps knew he had a jury problem.

This good....not because I am a pot smoker, found out in high school it just made me sleepy not high, but because it is a total waste all around. No I am NOT going to argue about the effects of pot or anything like that, it's a freedom issue for me.

 “We’ve got a lot of citizens obviously that are not willing to hold people accountable for sales in small amounts, or at least have some deep misgivings about it. And I think if I excuse a quarter or a third of a jury panel just to get people who are willing to convict, is that really a fair representation of the community? I mean, people are supposed to be tried by a jury of their peers.”

What a taxeater that recognises that it might be cheating or defying the spirit of the system to keep dismissing until he could stack the jury? Never say so.

“It’s becoming an increasing problem. People just don’t seem to care about marijuana cases anymore,” said Brian Towne, the LaSalle County prosecuting attorney.
The issue is ripe in Montana, which is home to the headquarters of the Fully Informed Jury Association, a national group that encourages jurors to nullify laws they believe are unjust.


Friday, December 24, 2010

On this Christmas Eve

Christmas eve in our home, like so many others,  in steeped in traditions. Some are ours alone and some we have inherited through the generations.

One of the things we do after dinner is we get the kids together and we wrap the presents for other family members. Each child no matter how small has some sort of job, that changes with each gift. Some handle the tape, some get to pick the wrapping, an other picks and prints the tags, it is all a very organised mess that makes the children involved and wastes time keeps the littlest ones occupied until just about bedtime . One of the jobs is to be the DJ, to pick and keep the festive music flowing. A very important and sought after job around here. This year that honour fell on the shoulders of my 6 year old. She had a great idea to use youtube as the source of her selections. Sure why not?

Knock yourself out. For some bizarre I had some misguided vision of songs that express CHRISTmas sort of like this:

Did I forget to mention she is 6? What we were serenaded, for about an hour to an hour and a half , with  57 million ( OK that was a slight exaggeration, very slight mind you) renditions and repeats of the following :

I guess I forgot she was only 6, all the younger were delighted, they danced and sang, laughed and a good time was had by all under four feet, I am sure they will sleep with visions of hippos dancing in their heads....

Merry Christmas all, be safe, find moments of true contentment , make memories, be family, most of all love and be loved.


Tuesday, December 21, 2010


Why oh why is this ' song' stuck in my brain?

Well I can hazard a guess, but come on really?

Obsessed much?

I think I need to join Joel and adopt  some kittens...

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Psychedelic Sunday may think I'm crazy, but I know you are...YOU know who you are.

Yes you do..

Oh my lord love a duck.

The Cattleman is insane or something.

As some of you semi-regulars might know I have a rather largish family and added to the mix are my Breakfast club kids. We currently have three siblings from the Sudan.

We have heard thru indirect sources that officials would not be adverse to those children never returning. Which has gotten the Cattleman thinking....down right crazy thoughts.

Cattleman: If they do allow the kids to stay I think we should adopt them.

 Insert visual of blinky eyed disbelief.

Grey: WHAAAAAAAAT? are you mad? We have eight, count em eight children stuffed in this house, plus our daughter, señor super sperm, their preemie baby.  Don't you think it's more then enough chaos for anybody?

Cattleman: Exactly, we have managed and what's three more?

Grey: Three more permanent is crossing the line.

Cattleman: What line?

Grey:  The line between wondering if your crazy and knowing your crazy. I want to stay on this side of it.

Cattleman: We have time to think about it, work it out.

Grey: Take all the time you want, but it isn't changing anything, nope, nadda, not happening, never, ever, I'm done, finished, kaput, finito, . Mark my words...Are you outta your mind???????????

Friday, December 17, 2010

Christmas with a capital cranky curmedgeon

The  Salvation army seems to be taking some flack for using  funds from their campaigns for  prison mission work and handing out sunshine bags as an outreach program. I even heard people calling into our local talk radio alarmed at this turn of events. Some went so far as to angrily state that they will no longer be putting their hard earned dollars into those kettles.

OTTAWA — The Salvation Army is playing Santa to federal inmates, delivering gifts and season's greetings inside prisons across the country.

The "Sunshine Bags" contents vary by region, but are usually stuffed with treats like chocolate bars, candies, peanuts, magazines or personal hygiene products.

Some correctional officers are furious the Salvation Army is directing charitable dollars to Christmas presents to a population that includes murderers and rapists — especially in tough economic times.
"When you donate to a charity like that, in your mind you think you're helping kids and poor families have a Christmas. You don't think you're giving money so inmates can get Sunshine Bags," said one veteran prison guard at Ontario's Fenbrook Institution, where about 450 inmates will receive the bags Thursday.
The guard said while the bags don't have a high value individually, the cost is significant when multiplied for thousands of offenders in penitentiaries across the country.

Hmmm lets take a look at the name, beginnings and mission of the salvation Army shall we?

Definition of salvation.

    1. Preservation or deliverance from destruction, difficulty, or evil.
    2. A source, means, or cause of such preservation or deliverance.
  1. Christianity.
    1. Deliverance from the power or penalty of sin; redemption.
    2. The agent or means that brings about such deliverance.

Preservation or deliverance from destruction or evil eh? Hmmm pretty sure we have that in Prison. Be the agent or means to bring about deliverance from sin and evil? Again I'm thinking if you are in an army that fights despair or evil ..what do ya know, jail just might be one of the top ten places to go...go figure...

The beginnings of their Mission? 

The Salvation Army's main converts were at first alcoholics, morphine addicts, prostitutes and other "undesirables" unwelcomed into polite Christian society, which helped prompt the Booths to start their own church.

The shame, the horror....imagine a Christian organization acting so bloody CHRISTIAN? Who would have thunk it?

Now I partially blame our current injustice system, folks are so frustrated with the lack of convictions. With The easy sentencing I can almost forgive them for thinking that only the most vile specimens of humanity must actually reside in jails.

Even if that were so, so what?

Even I, a baaad Christian,  knows that these are exactly the types of souls that Christ was most interested in saving. He did not die on the cross to make a pathway for only those  who slightly pad their expense report, who take the Lords name in vain, bring home staplers from work, who covet their neighbour's wife's fine bosoms and firm young derriere, that lie or cheat or drink a dram too much. According to the legend he died for every dead, living or future soul no matter what their sin if they sincerely repented and asked for forgiveness.....And yes that means even rapists and murderers.

That is mission that  Christ set "us" to do, that is the Christan way, at least that is the way Christians are supposed to be.

So you can or not drop cash in the kettles because visions of poor children getting toys stopped dancing in your head. Feel free to judge the works of these good Christian bothers and Sisters based on wrongful delusion of  a sliding scale of sins. You can decide who is deserving and who is not of your funds, it is your right, just do not fool yourself with your own Christian goodness and charity, because me thinks you might require more growth in this area...

But What do I know?

Friday, December 10, 2010

More Canadian "Junk" Science or inventions

That I wish I never heard about. I originally thought this was a parody to show how sick, depraved, (really there are no words to adequately describe this situation) government Officials are getting.

If you think a TSA grope is bad, gay men seeking asylum in the Czech Republic are forced to drop their pants and get hooked up to a penile plethysmograph to find out just how gay they are. After the "peter meter" device is attached to their penises, they are subjected to all kinds of pornography to see what happens to their junk. This test then determines if they can seek asylum.

The European Union's main human rights agency, the Fundamental Rights Agency, denounced the procedure.
So I googled the peter meter and was shocked to find out it was indeedy real and in use. To add pride to the injury it was invented by psychologist Kurt Freund, who interestingly is at the Canadian Center for addiction and Mental Health right in Toronto Canada.

Far be it for me to judge the mental Health of a man that can come up with such a physically, spiritually, soul suckingly humiliating test for the Gay population, but I can hazard a guess.  Far be for me to judge what kind of Bureaucrats think this is OK to subject human beings too, but I can hazard a guess on that one too.

Only the most arrogant gay hating anti theists could possibly even give this procedure a split second of consideration. What animals, that must think that their subjects are just cattle or some how sub human.

This pleasant  device was even used right here in Canerder, used to determine if parent's little wee darlings have gay tendencies or not. Are you out of your minds parents? What kind of parent would subject their child to this procedure and what kind of snake oil salesman would subject a patient to this torture on behalf of a worried parent?

It's use was recently halted in BC, they were using it on Young sexual offenders, some as young as 13, after a worker was charged with sexual assault . Really one needn't worry about someone who makes a living attaching these things to young boys and then showing them kiddie porn now would one?

I mean really who could sit with a straight face and say: I completely trust and would leave my children with a person who attached this machine to little junk and then shows the kids porn. Yup I would leave my children with that guy.

A very useful device I guess to measure if their programs were working  to reprogram their sexual triggers. Just how does that work if you keep reintroducing images of their favorite stimulation?

Next thing ya know some smart cookie is going to come up with an idea of shooting electricity thru these kids to fix up their brain pathways......

What do I know?  I'm currently just a house Frau.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

The Glen Beck ripple effect

I don't do TV, I really don't have the time and frankly since that quirky twin peaks show popularized meaningless weirdness as a staple and Surviver popularized staged "reality" who has excess life for that non entertainment?

But I do have a T.V. and I do catch rumblings around the blog-o-sphere of this Glen Beck Character, (hey I have a huge family sometimes they get to have what they want and they want T.V.) I bit the bullet and decided to get Fox news so I could make up my own mind about this rabble rouser, this trouble maker that has the highest ratings . I have to admit that I have a certain fondness for troublemakers.

So we ordered the Fox news and this has been an interesting experience, I am not crazy about the guy and his delivery, a tad toooooo evangelical for me, but I think I see where he is going.

Certain phrases  that he has been tossing around that kinda made me stand up and pay attention. The number one being

Food Insufficiency and food sufficiency.

Now Glen is talking about the average person not being able to feed their family past the next paycheque and the foods banks crises, you  get the Drill.

Now The Paster has been strongly urging his followers to rid themselves of debt, sell everything that isn't absolutely essential. Get out of debt. Check splendid idea. Heeeeal thy bank account, heeeeeal they credit, shun the evil credit givers. I'm down with that GB Paster, good advice anytime.  The Grey's have unloaded over 100 thousand Gs in the last few years ourselves.

Once again  he keeps bringing up the food sufficiency and insuffeciency...The GB Paster is a Mormon, Mormons have a rule that they are to build up at least one years food supply in their home for hard times. Start off with a weeks worth, then work up to a month, then three months, then six, then a full years worth.  GB Paster keeps hammering the Government take over of the food industry and the hidden inflation on foods, talking about Mao and Russia's forced famines on the populace to keep them weak and compliant....He's leading up to it folks, I can see it coming a mile away.

Leading up to the advising his followers to get that food stuffs stocked up. The Grey's  are already working at it hard....but we have a huge family, this just isn't easy or cheap.

Dang I have no idea if I will be thrilled to have Millions join me in my quest, comforted that more folks will be able to take care of their own business and be somewhat prepared then they would be otherwise or maybe I will be seriously ticked because the shelves are about to get emptier and way more expensive.  That old law of supply and demand is about to come and bite us slow and steady folks in the behind.

Ouch  to the budget dead ahead. I think I may have to step up some basic acquisitions.


So I went into my unused section of my basement this afternoon to get something and I felt a stiff draft.

Looked around and found one of the windows ajar by about a good inch. (I think someone was smoking down there, but that is a different hunt isn't it?) It is against the law here to have screening on your only alternate method of escape in case of fire.........

So I guess, since I have no clue how loooooooong that window has been open, that just may be the way the wee mousies entered our establishment.

Question: Do you think this means I need to fess up and concede or do I just leave that tid bit  here and let it be? I haven't mentioned the wee beasties (around the house)  for weeks now........

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Look Rocky while I pull a

rabbit, or should we say sacrificial lamb, Outta our hats.

Notice how the story is Julian now and not the information released? How short an attention span or how easily the sheep are distracted by a media directed feeding frenzy.

Gotta love the Honey pot charges and the nice touch of freezing all his bank accounts and assets, in an attempt to undermine his ability to mount a serious defense against the limitless pockets of Tax payer stolen funds that every P.O.'d government has at it's disposal......

Saturday, December 4, 2010

La Princesa has arrived

Whooosh what a time!

Today by emergency C-section she was delivered at around 3:20 pm. She weighed in at a mighty 5 pounds even.

Both Mamma and bebe are doing well, I think the Daddy may make it too. :O)

The Cattleman and I have traded places and his getting to hold his first grand child as I type. There will be no getting him off that cloud, he is over joyed.

Now I am off to have a shower, eat a hot lesuierly meal after reasurring the rest of our brood that I did not disappear, will not disappear again......

Conversation heard in my living room tonight.

GL: So you are an Aunt now.

Little one: Really? Not a sister again?

Other little one: I am an ant too? But  I wanted to be a snake.

Another little: Snakes are yucky I want to be an elephant.

I see we still have some splainin to do.

Take my hand

All is right in our world tonight, blessings have come to Greys.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Got the call!

And we are off, be there for 9 pm and the new wait will begin....

My family famous shortbread

I thought while I was here I might share my recipe for Whipped shortbread.

GL's Whipped mouthwatering shortbread:

Basic Ingredients:

1 full pound of soft butter.

1 cup of icing sugar.

1/2 cup of cornstarch.

3 cups of flour.

1 teaspoon of vanilla extract.


Well if you look at the list of ingredients you must wonder how these could possibly be soooo special? I will tell you.

Number one trick/secret is that the butter has to be soft and by soft I mean veeeeery soft. Not melted but how butter gets when it's been on the counter while you have had your oven on all day soft. Slides right out of the package soft. Really soft, but not melted. Get it?

Number two trick/secret is to sift the dry ingredients together, I do it at least once, sometimes twice. This makes the ingredients "lofty" and lighter, allows the air to work it's magic later, for it's fluffy melt in your mouth texture that is so desirable.

So sift the dry ingredients into a bowl.

In your mixer bowl mix the butter around a bit to get it fluffy.

Add vanilla.

Sloooooowly add the sifted dry ingredients while the mixer is doing it's thing.

If you are adding a flavoring, now is the time to add it. ( I'll get to flavoring additions at the end.)

Your going to let the mixer beat the living daylights out of this now. If you have a standing mixer, go vacuum a room. Put the washing in the dryer, change the oil in the car, book your massage appointment, every once in a while just check to make sure that the beaters are not all clogged up and if the batter is stuck there, turn it off and use a spatula to dislodge it. Turn your mixer back on and go vacuum another room. Windex all the mirrors in the house or something. You get the idea, be patient, let the mixer do all the work. It should have the consistency of whipped cream by the time you are done.

Now would be the time to add you add-ons if you are doing such a thing. If you are adding wee tiny chocolate chips you can not whip them, you must be quick or they will be chopped up and ruin the appearance of your beautiful white cookies.

Once you have your add-ons in drop teaspoons full of batter on parchment paper or tin foil lined cookie sheets.

Bake for about 15 to 20 minutes, in a preheated oven. 350 F, watch them closely as they go from browning on the outside rim to burnt fast. I start checking at 11 Minutes or so.

Flavorings and add-ons:

These cookies on their own are delicious, but I really have a hard time leaving things alone, traditional.

You can buy teeny tiny chocolate chips, be they white, dark, milk chocolate. Even butterscotch chips Which I personally am not cray about. Yes I have even added skor, they seemed to disappear easily.

Lemon /Poppy seed has become popular. Just add a teaspoon of lemon juice or a bit of grated rind, about a tablespoon and at the end of mixing add a teaspoon or so of Poppy seeds.

Orange /Cranberry. Add a teaspoon of orange flavored extract or a bit of grated rind about a tablespoon and cut up small pieces of dried cranberries to add at the end of your mixing. Amount is optional to your tastes. Num Num.

Maple/walnut. Add maple extract, in a pinch I have added a tablespoon or two of real maple syrup. Add semi crushed, small pieces of walnuts at the end of the mixing.
As you can see you are only limited by your taste buds and imagination

Just make sure to add the liquid flavoring at the start, (when you add the Vanilla) and the add on after you have your desired consistency from the mixer.
Easy eh? Go forth and multiply your Christmas baking.

So its on..

My daughter being induced in the next 24 hours, the baby still seems to be perfectly formed but much too small. While the baby has gained weight she has fallen to the bottom 3 percentile. So the doctor has decided once the necessary resources are in place nature will be given a wee nudge in the right direction. So we wait by the phone for the call to go.....

I will be in the delivery room at my daughter's request.  She thinks my presence and experience will give her confidence and Iwill be able to keep her calm. Oh boy....

Fingers crossed all continues to go well and I am able to be what she needs.

Meanwhile we wait like every other expectant family thru history by baking up a storm. Shortbreads, muffins and bread.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Correlation is NOT necessarily CAUSATION.

This is a scientific principle that sometimes slips off the edge of my brain. I know it, I understand it, but in real life it is a principle I tend to forget to make allowances for.

Question: How many dead mice do you figure I need  before I revise the theory of how the troops set up home sweet home in my stores room?

In case you missed it my current reigning theory is that the Cattleman and company accidentally brought them home when they panicked  at the mice they found  and then packed up our summer place....I might have..ummmm...kinda sorta..ya know...not exactly accused or anything...but made a point of....gently, yeah thats the word gently, in a good natured manner ( yeah thats another good one too) referenced their hasty packing of linens as a possible source of our rodent problem. Only because the wee mousies showed up at exactly the same frickin time. See the correlation?

So back to my question, how many of them do you think it would take to make my (I wasn't really married to that whole idea but just threw it out there as a plausible possibility) theory null and void?

10? Whoosh I am still safe then.

5? Oh dear da dear dear that sorta presents a wee bit of a problem for me.....See the hardware guy knew what he was talking about when he said that mice find peanut butter irresistible, so irresistible in fact I think the mice are coming from out of house to heed it's call. I almost feel like I am luring defenseless Eloi to their unsuspected fate..almost.

I of course would have no issue with revising my theory, it's not as if I have actually complained (aloud) about the bringing home of the mice creatures...or gone so far as to hastily compose a  really bad poem in honour of my no no no not moi. It's not like I ever triumphantly asked the Cattleman to go dispose of the first two snapped ones just so he would know that I was right about the mice being down there...nope not going to be an issue at all.....

Are you sure 5 are enough? Does that stretch credibility that he accidentally brought home a blanket, sleeping bag or pillow with a nest in it? 5 sure seems like I may have to...oh what the heck...10 it is, a nice round number, very scientific non?

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Psychedelic Sunday

Crazy day, it was almost like I woke up this morning and realized that Christmas was less then a month away...So in honour of our number one activity today, the dressing of the outside of house, I present the Trans Siberian Orchestra Synchronized to Christmas lights.

And no we did not go this crazy, but I secretly want...I wonder what it would cost? Where do you get the program to do it?

Never mind.........

Saturday, November 27, 2010

This man was a GOD.

To me old Welsh Granny, she nannied for a family member of his and cooked for him too. So she was forgiven for her devotion to this Talented Welsh sex symbol.

That in no way explains why this song is bouncing around me brain since eyes open this morn.

I pass it on to you.

As an aside, nothing Freudian about those pussy cat double entendre there.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Lord love a duck...

Ever have one of those moments when your partner says something so surprising that you deliberately pause in your response to make sure you get it right?

But then you know you said exactly the wrong thing just by looking at their face?

So you try to explain what they are thinking is NOT what you meant/said?

But some how you've only manage to dig the hole deeper and faster? neither.

Oy Vey....

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

You have a right to be a victim.

Heh......gotta love it. Someone forgot we do NOT have a castle law, a right to defend one's self or your property even if the gun is unloaded. Guns are like "threatening" or something.

"I yelled at them and said 'Everyone be quiet' and I told my wife to call 911."

He said he watched as his neighbour rounded up three strangers - all of whom looked like adults but turned out to be minors.

With the situation under control, Manzer, shirtless in the minus-13 degree night, went back inside and locked up his gun before heading back out.

He said Mounties arrived on the scene 15 minutes later, took the three youths into custody and confiscated a near-empty liquor bottle.

When a Mountie showed up at his door six days later on Good Friday, Manzer assumed they were coming to take a statement.

Instead, he says he was arrested in front of his wife and kids. Then the Mounties seized his shotgun and hunting rifles.
The neighbour who nabbed the youths was also arrested and told he was being charged with assault. That charge was not approved by the Crown prosecutor's office.
Manzer, who said he was photographed and fingerprinted, has trouble digesting the turn of events.

Question: Why do people still call 911?

Monday, November 22, 2010

Don't touch my kid's junk

I just gotta ask what sort of parent allows their  approx 6 or 7 year old son to be strip searched in public by a man with a few of  TSA friends standing over him?  Have you no pride sir? Training the sheeple to raise better sheep. I am sickened.

Bullet dodged,

for now anyway.

My daughter has been given a reprieve, they are going to try to keep the baby in for a while longer. She has appointments at the hospital on Thursday, next Monday and again Thursday. They are going to preform an ultra sound each visit and assess their options. She is on complete bed rest until after the birth.

This is good news, better for both of them and I am relieved to say the least, so my daughter is going to bunk out here so she is not alone during the day. I have been upgraded from mere Mamma to the step and fetch it, "I see what your doing and you aren't supposed to" friendly neighbourhood warden Mamma. I think I can handle it just fine.

About last night.

I'll start off by saying that I enjoyed last evening very much when I was able to let go of what is happening at home.

Fabulous dinner with  the added bonus that I didn't have prepare it or  clean up after, good friends to share it with and off to see the legend B.B. King. I mean really what could beat that?

B.B. is 85 years old and still a showman, sat all evening in a chair strumming away and his voice does not suffer from oldie feebles. A lot of talk, kibitzing and playing on his age, pretending he forgot riffs, words to songs,  stories from the old days, excellent music. While I enjoyed his back up band, the brass was a bit tooooo brassy up in the nosebleed section where we gratefully sat. Of course he isn't what he used to be, but then who is at 85?

Loved, loved this one:

Note to self:

Next time you have gone weeks with out sleeping thru the night, have worked your rump off getting a nursery ready, haven't had a hot relaxing meal with good company in eons, do not, I repeat DO NOT sit in a dark room listening to excellent music and close your eyes grooving to said music with your man's arm all cozy around your shoulders...apparently that is just asking to...... ummmm.... fall sleep.....I feel shame.

Now to get busy while the Cattleman and Senor Super Sperm have my daughter at the hospital finding out what they find out this early morn.... more fingers crossed.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

We picked a fine time to see you


Tonight the Cattleman and I are venturing into a neighbouring  "big city" to watch a master craftsman at work. 

No baby it is NOT gone at all.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Time to fasten our seat belts

looks like we are in for a bumpy ride.

Took my daughter to her obstetricians appointment and there appears to be a wee problem. The docs think her placenta is no longer functioning correctly, doing another ultra sound at the hospital early Monday morning... to see if my grand daughter has gained anything, if not they are taking her out immediately. That would be 5 weeks early, she is perfectly formed but only weighs around 4 lbs now and losing ground.

Fingers crossed that all is well with my two little ladies.

This weekend will be spent getting everything ready for the new arrival, busy work to keep hearts and minds calm while we wait.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

More serve and protect

Ladies don't question your betters,

The events began when Bonds was stopped by police for no reason on Rideau Street. They ran her name through their computer and nothing came up, so they told her to keep walking home.

But after a few steps, she turned back and asked the officers why they had bothered to stop her in the first place, and things took a rapid turn.

The officers then arrested her for public intoxication, but that arrest, according to Lajoie, was unlawful because she was not drunk — not even close, the judge ruled.

That was just the beginning,

A judge has condemned a handful of Ottawa police officers for subjecting a female prisoner to “an indignity” in a strip search of the young woman, who had her shirt and bra cut off by a male officer, only to be left partially clad in soiled pants in a jail cell for three hours.

Moments before Stacy Bonds, a 27-year-old theatrical make-up artist with no criminal record, was stripped of her clothes by Sgt. Steve Desjourdy, she was also the victim of “two extremely violent knee hits in the back by Special Constable (Melanie) Morris, and (had) her hair pulled back and her face shoved forward,” Justice Richard Lajoie said.

A police station videotape had captured the events of Sept. 26, 2008.

Lajoie made an oral ruling on Oct. 27, deciding to stay a charge against Bonds of assaulting police. In his ruling, the judge severely criticized the officers’ actions, saying “there is no reasonable explanation for Sgt. Desjourdy to have cut Ms. Bonds’ shirt and bra off, and there is no reason, apart from vengeance and malice, to have left Ms. Bonds in the cell for a period of three hours and 15 minutes partially clad and having soiled her pants, before she received what is called a blue suit.

“That is an indignity towards a human being and should be denounced.”

Desjourdy cut off Bonds’ shirt and bra with scissors after she was forced to the floor with a plastic riot shield in the police department’s booking room.
Internal investigation now being conducted on the behaviour of the Officers involved. If I didn't know better and have supreme confidence in the police department's mental health testing I might be tricked into suspecting we have a wee bit of a sadistic bastard on our hands here.

It’s not the first time Desjourdy has been under investigation. Days before this 2008 case, he kicked and Tasered a female prisoner in the cell block twice. In 2009, he pleaded guilty under the Police Act and was demoted for three months from sergeant to constable.

Yup a real gentleman that one, he has such a way with the ladies.....

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Yippee Ki Yay Mudder

Yippee ki yay

Gotcha! much for the Cattleman's assurances that there was no way "we" had a mouse in our house.

Went out and bought two of the "better mouse trap". Baited them with, what I was assured by the hardware guy, the irresistible Peanut butter. Voilà one less mouses in my houses.

Now if I can only figure out where the other trap went to. I know I put it here yesterday, it was there last night when I put the washing in the where did it go?


I have no idea what sort of force is at play when one of those things snaps...but I have looked just about everywhere for it and I can not find it. My best guess is our cat decided to take it somewhere to snack on.... I  hope. But I really rather find it now in case I am wrong...

So the good news is I am taking care of business, (for what that is worth) The bad news?

I squealed like a bloody girl when I found the dead mouse in the trap, in fact I jumped a wee bit and may have even scooted out of the general vicinity for a split second. Yup I'm a real killing machine.

Egads I hate it when I instinctavely act like a....girly girl. Bleck.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Psychedelic Sunday

Ummmm.........Not so much and in honour of the breaking with tradition, Here is Dean Martin totally killing (not in the good way of killing) his rendition is  possibly the worst recording of this wonderful classic, such is the tune in my head this gorgeous Sunday.

Did that hurt you too?

Friday, November 12, 2010

Remembrance Day

Yesterday was Remembrance day and it is an extremely important day to Canada...

and it's economy. It is the day that the Tax eaters, who have a paid stat holiday, go into the malls and kick off their Holiday (used to be called CHRISTMAS back when dinos and knuckle dragging Neanderthals roamed the earth) shopping and jump start the  retail sector of our economy.

God bless them Veterans and how we commemorate their service with solemn reflection.

Monday, November 8, 2010

I touched a gun today.

What I know about firearms I have already written about extensively.

But Wait GL you have not one firearms post....


But today the Cattleman and I went to  "hunting" shops to research and budget for our purchases after we complete our Possession and Acquisition License safety courses, classes are in January. Our PAL will make us fit  for ownership of rifles, shot guns or competitive use hand guns.

When we walked in the store the guy asked shot guns or rifles.

Cattleman: Shot gun

Grey: Rifle

Cattleman: Really Rifle? Why?

Grey: Don't know, how would I know? I never touched a gun in life. Any good reason I shouldn't?

Cattleman: Nope.

Salesman: (eyes rolling)

The Cattleman of course having hunted since a child back on the farm, he knows exactly what he wants to start off with, a Browning over under shot gun.  Reason? He is familiar with it, caliber, the feel, he's always wanted one and partially economics.  The cost of ammo to practice with. Apparently we can get hundreds of shots for the 22 instead of the 10 we would get for the 30-30. So we both start with the 22..apparently.

I will tell ya right now I am around five feet, 1 inches and a quarter ( because ya know that quarter makes a huge difference.)tall, not exactly thin, I hover around 140 lbs. I kept getting directed by the salesman to "youth" guns and advice to stick with the 22. Something about weight and recoil. This is what I was not so subtly pushed toward. :O)

I don't know I was kinda insulted by the name alone, plinkster? Sounds like a "pretend play" gun for crying out loud. Plinkster.  Pfffft. The only thing I liked about it was the site and the magazine capacity, everything else in the store was  just three or four. I have never heard of Mossberg before, not that I am gun chick, (yet) what think you all?

Could someone explain to me why as complete neophyte I should prefer a shotgun over a rife? I will be using it initially for target practice, to get comfortable, again I think, for hunting fowl, I really felt like I was being talked in a manner to sway me to a shot gun just like the Cattleman's choice.

(Our goal is to upgrade later to a 30-30 for deer and moose, but right now for this gal baby steps in the gun department.)

Pros/Cons anyone?

Sunday, November 7, 2010

A Seussian Tail

One Sunday morn the Cattleman woke from his slumber

Had an idea that was not dumb and dumber.

I think I will go to the house where we summer

to check for wee mousies, so spring won't be a bummer.

I will take things one, two and three ,

I smiled  "go ahead that only leaves about seven with me"

A good day for man talk and a beautiful drive I had a hunch,

and I happily packed them a rather nice lunch.

Off they go, off they go my sincere blessings,

won't have them around doing all kinds of messings..

When they opened the doors it was an obvious  disgrace,

seems there were nesties and nasties all over the place.

In a panic they threw every thing in boxes and green garbage bags,

they didn't even bother to put labels such as  dirty vs. clean  tags.

They spent the day stuffing  steel wool, spray foam in every nook and cranny,

in an attempt to block any passage, so I wouldn't be up on  their fanny.

Home again, home again to give me the news,

their industrious solution guaranteed to stave off my blues.

Empty the boxes and bags from my van tout suite, I know not exactly where,

It's summer stuff and I am so busy, I have no time, energy, inclination to care.

Deposit them in the laundry/ food storage room? Heh surely he's smarter then that?

That would be mousy heaven, I had better not find scat.

Days pass by and I find the boxes/bags in that room and what this I see?

Looks like a bag with a chewed hole to me..

My GL,  my dear, you do not have to worry,

we probably ripped it while in our frantic hurry.

A few more days and I notice our  cat,

has started to sleep in there on a old mat.

Look around, look around suspicious as hell

Hope against hope that all is still swell

Lord love a duck and all of hell's bells!!!!!!!!!

What I  discover has interrupted my "usual" mellow.

Curses and curses I heap on to that fellow,

That louse of a spouse......

done brought a mouse to my house.............

Psychedelic Sunday,

Freedom is a costly delusion,

Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll

We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing

As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds

Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight

Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight

An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched

With faces hidden while the walls were tightening

As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain

Dissolved into the bells of the lightning

Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake

Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked

Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze

Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder

Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind

Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind

An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales

For the disrobed faceless forms of no position

Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts

All down in taken-for granted situations

Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute

Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute

For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed

An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting

Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones

Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting

Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail

For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale

An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught

Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended

As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look

Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended

Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed

For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse

An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Ding Dong

Acorn falling,

On this election night, there is a stunning turn from ACORN.

It has filed for bankruptcy.

In an announcement on its website, Bertha Lewis, the CEO of the troubled activist group, says that ACORN has filed for Chapter 7 bankruptcy, the reason stemming from the legal troubles surrounding numerous voter registration investigations across the country. The scandals led Congress to vote to cut off federal funding, and the group also lost some government support.

"The ongoing political onslaught caused irreparable harm," wrote Lewis, who blames "a right-wing media blitz." She says "allegations and reports will continue to try to undermine all that ACORN has done, "but says that "ACORN will live on in the hearts of the people it served, and as those of us who fight for justice know, ‘THE PEOPLE UNITED WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED."

Yeah, yeah it's : C'est na pas ma  fault, it's bush's fault....bye bye.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Your free to go Mr. Chen.

An update on our Vigilante grocer David Chen:

Amid cheers from Toronto's Chinese-Canadian community, a beaming David Chen stepped out of court a free man – but just barely.
Asked how shopkeepers should handle thieves, however, Mr. Chen clearly drew on what he learned from his brush with the criminal justice system.

“The advice is, be careful, call the police early, as soon as possible,” he said through Ms. Chow, who interpreted for him amid a crush of reporters on the courthouse steps.

Exactly......Mr. Chen has learned his lesson now, don't do for yourself what the only ones are paid not to bother doing. The process is the real punishment, the real point of this expensive taxpayer funded exercise was not to actually incarcerate the uppity Mr. Chen, it was to send a message to him and others not to over reach themselves and take care of business like grown free men and women should. Be reliant, be passive, be sheep and you will not be publicly dragged through such an ordeal, you will not have your reputation discussed and ripped to shreds (allegedly) by the police, the prosecution team or the sniveling MSM, you will not have to dig deep into your own pocket to defend yourself from the endlessly deep pockets of the Prosecution grinding machine.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Yes I am alive

I'm not dead, nor is anyone else here, thank goodness.

I just haven't had a moment to do much but deal with what is going on here. 

One of my Breakfast club children is from Darfur, he is suffering from  PTS. He was hunted by machete wielding gangs who slaughtered almost his whole village before his eyes, he escaped by hiding in the top of a very tall tree. He is all of 8 years old. I fear I am going to fail to be of real help in the time I have with him. I can only hope we have the right professionals for him.

I will be back when  things settle down and I have time to read and think again. Some sleep might help.  :O)

Monday, October 18, 2010

Lice, why'd it have to be lice

I hate lice..

So I have been working the de-licing (or is it de-lousing?) assembly line and oddly enough every time I think of lice it reminds me of one Jimmy Hendrix.  I once read in an biography that when he died he had 52 different species of lice residing in his hair....Ewwwww. I can't  tell ya anything else about that book, the name of author or the  title, but I will never forget those dang 52 species of lice. So I was nit picking , combing, shampooing  away while rocking it out Hendrix in my mind.

I have to go do my own hair now, something about being around a bunch of heads full of lice makes my head itch, real or imagined I'm taking care of business. Wonder how many varieties of lice he had when he played this?

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Officer Bubbles rides again...

Some folks just don't know how to let something go, officer bubbles claims You tube and some cartoonist  used Mr. "If one of your bubbles touches me I will charge you with assault" as a blueprint for a series of "defaming, libelous" cartoons.

He is of course suing youtube, the cartoonists and anonymous posters who responded....yup that will help your quest to be taken seriously again....sir....officer sir.

Spotty at best

Just a little note to let all my 2 and a 1/2 regular readers know that my posting will be "spotty at best" for the next little while. We just received a group of kids from the  "Breakfast club".  The last few days have been a whirl wind of appointments, arranging appropriate clothing and getting to know you. The next few weeks are going to look pretty much the same, one of the new children is in some bad shape and the rest are in culture shock.

Thursday, October 14, 2010


Incredibly there has been a rash of sightings of RATS in the park across from City Hall. No kidding, I imagine some really large ones can be found frequenting the park around the lunch hour.

In response the NCC has made the brilliant decision to lay out poison to rid of the pests.

The NCC, which is responsible for Confederation Park, initially tasked its groundskeepers with clearing out the rats. When the rodent population continued to rise, it hired a company in September to install eight poison bait stations in fenced-off areas. The hope is that once a rat eats the bait, it falls ill and crawls back into its nest to die. The carcass then poisons neighbouring rats.

Already there are reports of dead birds, chipmunks, raccoons, squirrels, skunks, ground hogs, cats. What were they thinking???

Surely even buracrats with our bottmless wallets and their limitless superior knowledge could have come up with something better then this?

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Lord love a duck!

Ya buy one little wooden plate with pithy words of wisdom on it as a decor item and the hubby decides you must love anything that even remotely resembles the damn thing. Other friends and family see these things multiply due to his charmingly misguided efforts and before ya know it, it's the thing to buy for Grey because gosh darn she has so many of the things, SHE MUST LOVE THEM.

All of a sudden a impulse buy is an invitation to family and friends to fuel a full fledged involuntary collection...sheesh who knew?

All I can say is thank goodness I didn't buy that primitive hand carved giraffe, (that for about 2 whole seconds) I thought was kinda interesting .....

I swear they just make this sh*t up

according to their feelings on the topic. Strike a blow for freedom and the sheeple, another decision by an unelected, unaccountable, position for life Supreme court "judges".

No right to counsel during interrogation: top court

Police are winning the unceasing war over the rights of suspected criminals on a major battleground – the Supreme Court of Canada.

In a ruling full of friction between a bare majority of judges wanting to avoid hampering officers in their work and a minority fighting for the rights of the accused, the court said on Friday that while suspects have a right to consult a lawyer and to be informed of that right, they don’t have a right to legal counsel while they are being interrogated.

Well thats crystal clear ain't it? You have the right to talk to a lawyer, but you do not have a right to have that lawyer in the room with you after initial contact and have the benefit of the advice of said lawyer during interrogation. Lawyers are now effectively barred from the interrogation room. My that will work well now won't it? In dissent of that SC decision:

Judge Binnie said that expecting a defense lawyer to effectively advise a client who is shut away in an interrogation room is the equivalent of playing him a phone message that states: “You have reached counsel. Keep your mouth shut. Press one to repeat this message.”

No kidding, still think  the government or Supreme court has your best interest in mind with these kind of edicts?

H/T Cha-cha

Want to see what state run Health Care will get ya?

It's always comforting when one lets their betters, bureaucrats with your best interests in mind, instead of capitalist dogs, make these Health care decisions. I mean what could go wrong?

This Saturday, one of Greece’s most respected newspapers, To Vima, reported that the nation’s largest government health insurance provider would no longer pay for special footwear for  Diabetes Patients.  Amputation is cheaper, says the Benefits Division of the state insurance provider.

Friday, October 8, 2010

This Thanksgiving weekend

For the first time in a long time we are not having Thanksgiving dinner at our home.

Going to the old homestead that my hubby's family received from "THE CROWN" for kicking ass in the war of 1812, sorry for my American friends if that seems a tad insensitive :O) But to me is wondrous to have those sorts of  long roots. For 200 hundred years the Cattleman's family have fought and worked with the land to provide for and nurture a family.  I am thankful I did not live in those days. Life was harder then I can even begin to imagine if the tall tales told at the fire are half true..

I love it there in the Hills the locals call mountains, the raw beauty of my home province sings to me every time I go back. It would have been heaven on earth  if we could have made a go of it there. The house beside the lake, so charming in it's antiquity, the sound of the geese flying south, the loons, the deer, the hunters trespassing trying to tag our deer, the maple trees so beautiful in their fall spender waiting for the spring to be tapped again....

It will hurt to go and not stay, like leaving an old lover, it still owns part of me, always will, but a wonderful life goes on elsewhere.

My hope is that this thanksgiving you have and continue to make new memories that  keep your soul warm. That you have  family that accepts you with grace, with open  forgiving hearts and arms, with laughter and true joy.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

We are the Government

We are here to save you:

“Vigilante grocer” David Chen should have stayed behind the counter and not tackled the career criminal, crack addict who had stolen from him, the Crown says.

Chen used excessive force in beating,(came out in trial the "victim's" thumb was hurt during take down.) tying up and throwing the petty thief into the back of a van, the prosecution states in a court document obtained by the Sun.

“Citizens no longer have a legal duty to apprehend felons pursuant to ‘hue and cry.’ Instead, we rely on and expect the police to fulfil their statutory duty to enforce the law and frown upon citizens pursuing ‘vigilante’ justice,” states the Crown in written arguments opposing Chen’s constitutional challenge of the powers of citizen’s arrest.

The message is clear do NOT do for yourself what the tax eaters are paid to do, they are increasingly the "only ones" with rights. you have a right to wait for them to show up like over glorified ineffectual Molly Maids.

For those of you not familiar with the case, here’s a capsule summary: Chen runs a small grocery store called the Lucky Moose Food Mart in Toronto’s Chinatown. In May 2009 a local thief, who had shoplifted some plants earlier in the day, returned to the store. Chen recognized him, gave chase, and — with some help — bundled him into the back of a van while police were called. Rather than thank him for his civic-mindedness, the cops charged Chen with assault and unlawful confinement while the thief got a reduced sentence after agreeing to testify against him.

And an analysis if the situation I tend to agree with:

Prosecutors in this case are demonstrating how detached the criminal-justice establishment has become from the citizenry. They are showing how deep the divide is between the elites and ordinary Canadians.

Rather than being our voices and surrogates -- which is what they are supposed to be -- they have become participants in a social experiment. Police brass, prosecutors, judges and jailors are no longer our guardians, but rather now see themselves as guardians of "the system." And since ordinary citizens' discontent with the system can be as big a threat to it as petty thieves like Anthony Bennett, we the people are just as likely to feel the wrath of prosecutors as are the Bennetts of the world.

Two weeks ago in an Ottawa court a "uncle" was sentenced after being convicted of sexually molesting his niece over a period of three years, the abused ceased when the niece was 15 and finally told her family.

His sentence for her three years in hell and the over 1 and 1/2 years wait to trial where he was out on bail? 30 days, to take place on weekends only, 18 months probation and his name on a sex registry that no one but the police can access. (wow that'll learn them eh?)

And what did my daughter's friend and family learn form this whole episode? Why the hell did they even bother to put their brave child thru this further abuse by the system? No one associated with this family has much faith in the system, nor should they, people become fatigued trying to pretend that there is any form of justice in this country.

They call this clerk a vigilante? I am surprised there has not been a serious case of vigilante justice in Canada. They, the "only ones" have no idea of the simmering anger of the population and  the injustice system is setting the stage.......

Found it....

Promise this is the last 10:10 related post.

Downfall parody:

Via The boiling Frog

This debacle is not going away anytime soon, poor babies....

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Move over Hitler parody

come on you knew it was coming the moment ya saw the original didn't cha?

I have to say I am just as comfortable about this message as I was with the original...but apparently some folks just can't let a good old fashioned blowing up of humans to go to waste with out adding in their two cents.

In fact I have seen a Hitler parody of the directer getting the news of the films reception and pull down. It was funny but it also has been shut down..........

Tuesday, October 5, 2010


The opposite of diversity of thought and opinion.

A very articulate young lady and fellow protesters arrested in Ottawa for  peaceful antiabortion protest.

Congratulations to these young people for handling themselves so well, with dignity and quietly sticking with their rights against intimidation of the University and the hard working police officers who risk our lives every day.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Children need no help being cruel

This is an intersting take, which I happen to agree with, on the 10:10 mini-movie:

Our reaction is irrelevant. They are not talking to us. They are talking to our children.

What are they saying? That it’s okay to ostracize, bully and dismiss those who don’t agree that climate change is uber alles (Oops! Godwin alert, Godwin alert) and that skeptics or the children of skeptics are fair game for… whatever.
As there is no real attempt at humour in the video, there’s no point in pretending it’s a parody. It’s instructional. It’s not even aimed at helping children work towards reducing emissions. It’s about helping children take aim at those who do not.

Except for the kids who will be downloading that video tonight. Both William Golding (Lord of the Flies) and J.M. Barrie (Peter Pan) knew full well that children need no help in being cruel. But this gives them license and legitimacy.

More here

Friday, October 1, 2010

Finally some truth in propaganda.....

from the global warming, climate change, Global weather disruption cult,

Warning there is blood, perhaps best to view the first time away from the critters.

No pressure:

Freud was a slippery customer wasn't he?

Update: 10:10 has removed the "mini-movie" from it's website and from youtube perhaps due to misunderstood/misguided backlash.

The bastardization of the fable of Democracy,

continues unabated, the "expand democracy by giving up tacky destructive, selfish individualism to the collective good of democracy" via the Globe and Mail.

"Solidarity is essential in democratic societies; otherwise, they fall apart ..."

Many view the development of an individualistic outlook as the greatest threat to solidarity. But this is closely linked to a diminishing sense of common identity.

Actually I blame this on government pandering to special interest groups, they have made a power grabbing point of dividing the Community into so many special interest groups, pitting their needs against others all the while touting that they are the "only" way the situation can be rectified. The people have allowed themselves to be divided into sooo many groups that they owe their meaningless numbers, rights and identities to TPTB. In short they have been divided and conquered.

"... increasing individualism - a focus on one's own ambitions and economic prosperity - in many countries poses a stubborn obstacle to realizing this vision. Indeed, the utter lack of a sense of solidarity among so many people - horrifyingly evident in the U. S. health-care debate - is undermining the very basis of what a modern democratic society is."

Well bless my britches, I thought that was what the fable of democracy was based on, the individual gets to vote for the Politician  they think works best for them and most closely allies itself to their views??????? Silly silly little ole moi.  More you gotta bow down, give up your individualism for that mystical magic piece of airy fairy feces laden piece of propaganda called the "Greater Good".

Fanatical adherents of any religion like our dear Comrade Taylor are scary indeed.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Out of the mouths

of sheeple......

This comment  is from someone who thinks they are a cutting edge, hip new age Civil Libertarian, in response to an unelected, unaccountable, appointed for life, Superior Court judge's ruling that prostitution laws are against the constitution.

It's about freaking time it is made legal, seriously when are we going to grow out of this "nanny" state of rules and condemnation with the holier than thou outlook.

It is an old profession that is not going to go away, regulate.

Keep out the minors, keep out the pimps, install free condom dispensers in the brothel's
Sigh....we have a long way to go yet baby...

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Lord Love a duck!

You would think I threw out the Holy grail instead of his old flat grayed  pillows, never even noticed  the sweet caress of downy comfort, the fresh crispness and scent of the new ones...noooooo.

Sheesh....who knew they were sacred?

Saturday, September 25, 2010

I see more crazy people

and they are congress critters:

What next Dame Edna will testify on the treatment of women?

Al Jolson on the state of racism in America?

In related news washington insiders can't figure out why public respect for them and their "offices" continues to erode.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Clunky shoes required stat!

About Senor Super Sperm, pondering that young one has really gotten me wondering if I am indeedy as crazy as some "might" think.

On one hand he is EXACTLY the kind of person you would open your homestead to in case of SHTF.

He has mad skills in the survival area, outdoors man to the nth degree, professional kayaker (not sure where that would come in handy but it is an accomplishment/asset if rapids ever attack us. :O), excellent fisherman, trapper, can McGyver anything into a useful item, has extensive medical training which he occasionally teaches to others for real money, young, strong, loves to work hard, could chop wood for hours and not break a sweat, and would be thrilled to eat bugs a la what ever, can build a fire in a driving rain, has mad wild crafting skills, can cook anything and make it edible, can handle a knife like nobody else, He even seems to be upbeat and  always able to see the bright side and possibilities of every situation. In short just the kind of all around useful great guy that would be an asset......I secretly really like and admire him.....

But, and you know there was going to be a but, as a mate for my daughter and father to my soon to be born grand daughter? He's a flake,  a lackadaisical ne'er  do well that doesn't seem to be taking this situation seriously enough, a airy fairy dreamer with no concrete road how to get to his dream, an unnecessary risk taker, the guy has no roots, money means zip to him except what he needs right now, not a planner....

Sometimes when I walk by him I have the urge to Mamma him by  slapping him upside the head and telling him to smarten up already, you have responsibilities now for crying out far I have resisted this urge....I think I still secretly like him ....if only he wasn't attached to one of my children he'd be a perfect  for them.

I never said I would always make sense...did I?

For whom the "Bell" tolls

Finally! The arrest of eight city officials in Bell California  for what has been described as corruption on steroids.The eight  city counsel members arrested include Rizzo, Adams, Assistant City Manager Angela Spaccia, council members Mayor Oscar Hernandez, Teresa Jacobo and George Mirabel and former council members Victor Bello and George Cole.

Rizzo has been charged with 53 counts of misappropriation of public funds and conflict of interest.

Among those arrested were former city administrator Robert Rizzo, former assistant city manager Angela Spaccia, Mayor Oscar Hernandez, council members George Mirabal, Teresa Jacobo, Luis Artiga and former council members George Cole and Victor Bello.

[L.A. County D.A. Steve] Cooley has said his office was examining whether the various financial transactions in Bell amounted to thefts of public funds. The office is also looking into allegations of voter fraud and whether the high salaries earned by Rizzo and others were legal.

Last week, California Atty. Gen. Jerry Brown filed a lawsuit against current and former Bell city leaders demanding that their pay contracts be nullified and that they pay back some of their salaries and pension benefits.

Chief Administration Officer Robert Rizzo (was picked up on 53 counts of corruption) was hauling in a salary of $800,000 per year with additional bonuses, benefits amounting to about $1.5 million/year. Police Chief Randy Adams has been paid $457,000 per year. This in a city where the average salary is 30 g's and while the town has a population of 40 thousand they currently have an unemployment rate reported to be around 16%.

I just have two itty bitty things to say about this story:

1) It"s about time something was done about these thieves.

2) The only difference between these guys and every other politician/ tax eater past,  present and future is the amount they stole from those that they rule. These guys just got so greedy everyone was forced to wake up and do something about it.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Psychedelic Sundays

My LAST night camping this season,

A song about being chilled to the bone does not readily come to mind

Friday, September 17, 2010

Same manure

New name for the shovel:

The White House wants the public to start using the term "global climate disruption" in place of "global warming" -- fearing the latter term oversimplifies the problem and makes it sound less dangerous than it really is.
Global warming didn't pull the wool, so they changed it to Climate change to dazzle us with BS, which has in turn lost it's ability to pull the wool..... so the answer is??

Change the name to "Global Climate Disruption",

Yeah that will do er. Much scarier.


Monday, September 13, 2010

We gotta lighten up here

Because US political ads are much more entertaining then our stodgy way of getting out the lying points.

I kinda expected to her the theme music for the Wicked Witch of the West when she entered the scene, missed a nice touch they did.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

How many times do I have to say this?

Apparently one more time, for the thousandth time:

Pick up and put away your stuff, like your markers, especially the scented ones. The puppies will hunt them down and assume they are food.

Washable is in the eye of the beholder......white dogs and markers apparently do mix in an interesting fashion..(the hard wood floor beside one of the kid's beds has a new look too)..Lola looks like she is an escapee of some "attack of the killer puppy" horror flick...

Good luck trying to get me to replace them......the markers that is. :O)

Update: Hand sanitizer helped dull, clean up some of the marker on the hard wood, so far the finish is not affected. (affected or effected? I never know which one to use...)

No pictures because I left the camera at the lake......but on the plus side I remembered to bring home all the kids......

Another Psychedelic Sunday

Friday, September 10, 2010

Who's the bigger dumb ass or danger to you?

The  nut bar man that wants to burn a book in protest over  the actions of a different sect  of nut bar radicals ?

Or those that want him stopped because they are afraid of what radicals, who already want us dead, will do in response?

Just asking.....

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Anti-terrorist heroes or scum bags extraordinarie?

I wish to attempt to discuss the ethics and moral implications of police investigative techniques.

The current scenario I would like to start with is the following:

Recently a terrorist suspect, after his arrest on other charges, has had his child seized by the Ottawa protection team and his wife is being hidden in a abuse shelter, the evidence for the charges has come from microphones hidden in the family home since APRIL.

The child in question was seized due to "Failure to provide the necessities of life". In short this child "allegedly" was being slowly starved to death, suffers from seizures and the wife was also "allegedly" being beaten on a regular basis.

I would like to dispense with the topic of the hidden microphones in a person's home, that is whole other issue, while very important, not what I would like to explore in this particular thread, it is the actions or in this case the very in action of the authorities with respect to this woman and child that were allegedly being severely abused by this man.

Number One: It is currently illegal for a person to even just "merely suspect" abuse of a child and NOT report it to Protection authorities. Should the authorities in charge of the investigation be charged with failure to protect? If not why not?

Number two: Do the authorities not have an obligation to serve and protect everyone? Do they serve and protect individuals or at the pleasure of the state's goals only?

Number three: What kind of human beings (several human beings of varying ranks up the ladder to the top officials) could know that a child is slowly starving to death and a woman was being beaten ( since April apparently until arrest at Augusts end,that is four long months they allowed the situation continue)and sit by and not attempt to do anything to alleviate the situation for those that they have sworn to serve and protect? Anonymous tips are accepted constantly by protection workers and must be acted upon by law with in 24 hours. Surely someone could have called one in and it would not have hampered their investigation, if anything I would think it would have hardened the resolve of the suspect to have had his two alleged victims taken from his control by the very state he was trying to destabilize/terrorize.

If anyone is willing to allow that this woman and child were just collateral damage, a sad but necessary sacrifice to the cause of combating terrorism I have the following question for you:

Is that because this particular child/woman are brown and Muslim and knew what they had signed up for culturally or in your estimation is any man,woman or child  open for sacrifice to the noble cause of the state's police.

They other question I have is: If it were your daughter and grandchild caught in that allegedly abusive situation would you still be willing to buy the cause of them being sacrificed for the greater good of catching more "terrorists"?

I am not sure I have set the plate correctly, I have tried very hard to to leave my usual sarcastic interplay out, I have even tried to be fair, but I doubt I actually have accomplished that feat.....I am frankly pissed by the hypocrisy at play here, I'm disgusted by their actions/inactions.

What say you all?

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Flashback fever

something about Sunday mornings and  60's tunes that get stuck in my head. 

Today's choice example:

Friday, August 20, 2010

I ain't afraid of no Stupersuspicion

I was awaken at my trailer around 6 this morning to an intermittent banging sound coming from my "add a room". Lola was sitting at the end of my bed growling at the window that looks into that space. I look out on to the floor area and I see nothing, the table? Nothing. (It's a very small window) What the heck? Dogs getting feisty, yappy, louder banging from the room and it all had to wait while I  threw something decent on (this is a family camp area after all) secure the killer dogs, so I can go out and see what is going on. As soon as I turn around a huge thud on the very window I was looking out of. What the heck is going on????

Did a raccoon some how open the door and get stuck in there? Nope.

I was amazed by what I found. A crow, a big ugly black crow ,( Ewwww very bad Mojo, karma, omen those crows things are) was flying around like crazy trying to crash it's way back out. I don't think the screens are made to withstand the tantrums of an irate adult crow. How the heck did that get in there?????? The door is still closed for crying out loud, I had to go thru the room and open the door and generally shooooo the ugly, in temperament and looks, intruder  out and all I could think of was Poe's poem the Raven and Lenore.

"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you"--

O.K so weird stuff goes threw my head when I'm not really awake and confronted by the bizarre.....who knew?

Lenore, lenore....I don't believe in omens, not what so ever, just a freaky thing that happens when you are out in the country. Right?Thank goodness it didn't happen last Friday the 13th. Not that I believe in stupersuspicions, omens, or that sort nonsense, but still............weird.

Wish I had the presence of mind to take a picture of that angry crow perched atop the cattleman's chair......dang.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Flushing out your dead

Giving new meaning to the expressions pi** on you and a drink in your honour, from the wacky world of the EU:

Belgian undertakers have drawn up plans to dissolve the corpses of the dead in caustic solutions and flush them into the sewage system.

The controversial new method is said to be less expensive and more environmentally friendly than running highly polluting crematoria or using up valuable land for graves.

The departed would go into the sewage systems of towns and cities and then be recycled in water processing plants.

Product is also available at your local US of A:

Six states in America – Maine, Colorado, Florida, Minnesota, Oregon, and Maryland have recently passed legislation that allow the process to be used.

In this day where environmental correctness is taken to the religious zealot's extreme and worn like an intellectual rational thinker's badge of honour we can be assured the the value of human life and death will be continue to erode in the name of Gaia.

Can Soylent green really be tooo far down the road?

H/T the Halls

Sunday, August 15, 2010

So shoot me

it's riddled with every cliché in the book. I seem to enjoy a well crafted cliche....

From the top commercials of all time.

Never can keep a good shampoo down.

Also, I am sure a totally awesome 6 minute number, with Robert Carlyle about the Walker distillers story. It looks all moody, misty and great, he looks real fine and I'm sure the story is  engrossing if only a body could understand more then every fourth word or so....ach mon ya no spake englash do ya?