ZURICH - Blues musician Johnny Winter is dead at age 70, according to Zurich police. Although no foul…
Mope gets points for being the first to send news.
"And don't forget: keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars."
British actor Bob Hoskins, whose varied career ranged from noir drama "Mona Lisa" to animated fantasy…
Funny hooker story from Marion County-Ocala, Florida. A hooker with morals? No way!
So, I was a bit busy this weekend with numerous school projects, which also necessitated me to run a few errands. The first trip out took me to Toys “R” Us, Purgatory on Earth for all parents. While looking for small jungle animals for a diorama, I get sidetracked by this:
Seriously, what kind of a twisted sicko would do this?? Needless to say, my son thought it was just awesome….
Unfortunately, I was leaving the shopping center when we remembered modeling clay. I ducked in a parking lot to turn around, when my eyes lighted on this:
Proof positive oriental food proprietors need to consult Urban Dictionary before opening for business. In fact, everyone should consult Urban Dictionary before naming anything. However, sometimes consulting Urban Dictionary can be a beneficial tool when attracting customers: (more…)
How do you explain God to someone who doesn’t believe ?
I must admit that I lean towards the agnostic, but atheists bother me more than the devout. If the Christian Bible is correct, then the devout has the advantage over the atheists, but if the Bible is wrong, then both are equal. Heh. Obviously, the devout hold the advantage.
This is why I don’t get the ANTI-God. And I type it that way cause that’s the way the non-believers tend to put it. They try like hell to couch it in “LOGIC”, but logic really dictates that you take no position at all. There simply is no way to know. This is why atheists are nuts and Christians are iffy. Atheists are taking a position based on absolutely nothing. NOTHING. There is no science, no theory, no suggestion that God does not exist. At least Christians are open minded.
I try always to have faith. I really do. The logical brain I was given dictates a need for evidence, but apparently faith is a requirement. Faith without evidence is hard for me. I like to think that there is some reason, some point to life. That we’re not just some accident. Mostly, I hope/pray that there is an afterlife. Death scares the shit out of me. I’m mostly fearless. I don’t scare easy, and I’ve risked my life often when I thought something needed doing. The thought of no longer existing scares the hell out of me and almost nothing scares me.
I have a hard time believing that I’m just some sort of happy accident. It seems odd to me that the very people that scoff at the lottery think that “we” “just happened”.
There’s the “money quote” btw. Atheists, or the “educated” laugh at the state lottery as “a tax for people that are bad at math”, yet think humanity “just happened”. Here’s the kicker …. folks win the lottery. Yep the odds are against any one person from winning, but the odds are just as for someone winning. The Left misses this as well as they miss God.
My understanding is that as long as I accept Jesus as having taken punishment for my sins that I am good/am golden/may as well be Jewish (Jews being the chosen people getting to opt out of the Jesus exception).
I’ve never been much of a church-going type, but I watched Passion of the Christ at the theater on the big screen …. I rate that as disturbing as watching Blackhawk Down at the theater on the big screen (which I did). I think the intent of both films was the same. To allow (as much as is possible) the viewer to witness the events portrayed. But what do you take from that? What are you supposed to take from it?
Yesterday was the much-touted and over-blown “Healthcare Summit” at Blair House. I admit curiosity got the better of me, and against my better judgment, I watched it until my mind settled into a comatose haze. Longest fifteen minutes of my life. However, there were some highlights to be gleaned:
You’ll notice Prez Obama is not enjoying this…. This. Is. AWESOME.
…and died in the distance…..And, when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the silence.*
Monocerotis, Supergiant star V838.
A “light echo” is formed as light travels from the orange glowing supergiant through gas and dust. Maybe I’m being romantic, but the foreground stars look like twinkling diamonds on a bed of soft sable. Or milk chocolate.
*Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline.
It has been brought to my attention by a loyal reader that it has been a while since we had a hooker. I abide….
Courtesy of Fountain Abbey. Enjoy!
Courtesy of Jackpine Savage.
Today came word that the Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now, known as ACORN, has decided to disband its national name in favor of “reorganizing under new local community groups to get away from the notoriety” of the acronym. While some say it’s a new and different organization, others are not so blind:
“This desolving of the national structure by ACORN is just a PR head fake. It’s a sham,” Matthew Vadum of the Capital Research Center in Washington, D.C. told Fox News. He says the new organizations will just continue ACORN’s work with the same agenda, in the same offices, just under different names. [snip]
“ACORN wants to keep the money flowing,” says Vadum. “In order to do that, they figure they need to change the name and change their image and they’re doing that by re-incorporating their state chapters under new names.”
ACORN has suffered deep losses after the James O’Keefe released videos of ACORN’s willingness to help a pimp with child prostitution and illegal immigration, among other things. Still, they manage to use him to raise money:
“Can you chip in $52 to help us keep the pressure on O’Keefe and his corporate paymasters?” the fundraising letter asked.
Though ACORN is actively campaigning, they do not disclose if the “new” organizations will get the money they raise. Interesting, no?
Hmmm….I’m sensing a naming contest here…. Who can come up with the best new name for ACORN???
Back some weeks ago, I posted a tidbit about Newfoundland and Labrador Premier Danny Williams electing to seek treatment for a heart ailment here in the US. Some questioned whether this showed a lack of faith in the Canadian system. Well, he has since spoken:
“This was my heart, my choice and my health,” Williams said late Monday from his condominium in Sarasota, Fla.
“I did not sign away my right to get the best possible health care for myself when I entered politics.”
Uh huh…. Williams had been diagnosed with a heart murmur, the cause being a heart valve that wasn’t closing properly, creating a leak. This was considered a “moderate” problem. The Canuck docs told him to come back in six months. So, he goes back eight months later, and the docs tell him the “moderate” problem is now “severe”. I don’t know about y’all, but if I were a Canadian citizen diagnosed with a “moderate” heart leak, I would make arrangements to be on the list to get it fixed ASAP. Now Williams has to have surgery. So, he chooses to come to the US for treatment because, ” I wanted to get in, get out fast, get back to work in a short period of time.” He goes on to do a mea culpa of sorts: (more…)
Well, this has been a pretty hectic week. As a Girl Scout co-leader, I had to help arrange our tribute to Ireland for Thinking Day. Being Puerto Rican, I was somewhat at a loss, but managed to help our leader pull it off without a hitch. One of the things the Girl Scouts do is swap tiny handmade items indicative of the country being represented. This year, we made beaded pins picturing a shamrock, using beads in white, green, and orange:
Cute, yes? Try making eighty of them, then get back to me. Still, it may not be on par with true art, but I did think they came out nice. Our Scout leader says every troop makes beaded swaps once….once…. I’m pretty sure this was it for our troop.
During my break while not bleeding Irish, I decided to do a bit of art of my own. This is a gift I made for my mom for Mother’s Day:
It’s a good thing she doesn’t know I blog. I altered a printer’s tray and even made a book to fill in with photos and memorabilia. And yes, I do plan to make one for myself, as well. I may not paint or sketch, but I can do lots of neat stuff with pretty paper :). Lastly, for The Glorious Lemur King: (more…)