I hate to get all footbally and stuff, but a quick question for the Broncos: Tebow? Really?
Just ten more days, and I get to go see a Podiatrist. Any idea how many chickens you need for a visit to the foot doctor under the POP (Pullets for Podiatry) program? I just hope frozen is OK, ‘cuz I don’t really have a live chicken connection. Well, except for Melina, but Connecticut is a long way to go to pick up chicks (especially at my age). Plus I’m boycotting the state of CT until either Joe Lieberman is voted out of office or I have some reason to go there.
Speaking of CT and picking up chicks…
A student-teacher from Connecticut has been arrested in Central New York, and is accused of having a sexual relationship with an underage girl.
State Police tell CNY Central that on Tuesday they apprehended 30-year-old Micah Saul Brown at the Quality Inn on Collamer Road in East Syracuse. Troopers say that Brown admitted to them during an interview that he traveled to the Syracuse area to have sex with girls he believed to be 14 and 16 years old, which were actually undercover police officers posing as the girls online.
Hard to believe a good-lookin’ guy like that needs to troll AOL chat rooms to hook up with underage girls.
No doubt everyone’s heard by now that the oil rig that was burning in the Gulf of Mexico, spewing black smoke and oil into the atmosphere has now sunk, spewing oil into the water. This is why I’m so proud of our environmental President for opening up more of our coastal shores for drilling. No reason Louisiana should have all the fun.
When Ben Heinrich’s workshop caught on fire, he told his German Shepherd, Buddy, “We need to get help.” So Buddy went off and got help. He flagged down a State Trooper (who was out trying to find the fire in the remote Alaskan town of Caswell Lakes but was lost, as his GPS had frozen up), and led him to the fire (pausing occasionally to make sure the trooper was still following). Thanks to Buddy’s quick thinking, while the workshop was destroyed, Ben’s house was (mostly) unscathed. In case you’re keeping track, this is reason #4,328 why dogs are better than cats (and GPSs). I mean, seriously. Shitting in a box is pretty much their only trick (cats, not GPSs).
Well, another week has slipped on by. Another show and tell this afternoon to get through, and then we can put this one in the books.
Dogs are certainly very nice, but they are the wrong size for snuggling up to in bed. And, puppies require months and months of training before they get the idea that they should poop on one of those long, constant, training walks, while kittens merely need to be shown the location of the litterbox to get the idea.
Most important is that cats are in charge of making sure gravity works. That’s why they need to knock things off high places every day. Who would do that job if it weren’t for cats?
Hey, at least we’ll have someone to lead us in prayer during our scouting combine- :doh:
http://blogs.miaminewtimes.com/riptide/2010/03/tim_tebows_prayer_request_at_s.php
“Shut the :fu: up”
Is that fellow part coonhound? Since when do humans have ears attached to their neck?
Speaking of ugly did you see the lotter winner? Missing front teeth and all.
This has been bothering me a while, the fact that lottery clerks seem to win more than the normal population. A Toronto statistics professor went through the numbers for Canada and figured there was something funny going on:
http://www.rcmp-grc.gc.ca/gazette/vol70n1/lot-eng.htm
If you’re dumb enough to hand over a potential winning lottery ticket to a minimum wage clerk at the Kwik-E-Mart, then you don’t deserve the money. Neither does the clerk.
I deserve the money.
You think if I write to Cletus there and axe him could I git me one-o-them-there millions he won, he’d toss me a few bucks? I mean, after he gets hisself a double-wide, a new pickup truck, and has his teef fixed, he’s still gonna have quite a few bucks left over.
They do call the lottery a “tax on the stupid”.
The bigger question is: why do I let this bother me? :doh:
Because I deserve the money.
Speaking of Melina, CT Queen of the Chicks…
O, Cheep One, wherever you are
:cake:
Damn, and I’ve got a lottery subscription. Two, even.
Tebow was a puzzlement to me too. I thought maybe Jacksonville might snag him in the second round to help with season ticket sales, but the Broncos didn’t give them the chance.
By “help with season ticket sales,” I mean working in the ticket office as opposed to being on the field, of course.
:rofl2:
From Prof. Henry Lewis Gates:
THANKS to an unlikely confluence of history and genetics — the fact that he is African-American and president — Barack Obama has a unique opportunity to reshape the debate over one of the most contentious issues of America’s racial legacy: reparations, the idea that the descendants of American slaves should receive compensation for their ancestors’ unpaid labor and bondage.
There are many thorny issues to resolve before we can arrive at a judicious (if symbolic) gesture to match such a sustained, heinous crime. Perhaps the most vexing is how to parcel out blame to those directly involved in the capture and sale of human beings for immense economic gain.
(.–)
For centuries, Europeans in Africa kept close to their military and trading posts on the coast. Exploration of the interior, home to the bulk of Africans sold into bondage at the height of the slave trade, came only during the colonial conquests, which is why Henry Morton Stanley’s pursuit of Dr. David Livingstone in 1871 made for such compelling press: he was going where no (white) man had gone before.
How did slaves make it to these coastal forts? The historians John Thornton and Linda Heywood of Boston University estimate that 90 percent of those shipped to the New World were enslaved by Africans and then sold to European traders. The sad truth is that without complex business partnerships between African elites and European traders and commercial agents, the slave trade to the New World would have been impossible, at least on the scale it occurred.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/23/opinion/23gates.html?ref=todayspaper
Well, AZ’s Gov signed the “show me your papers” bill into law.
Somewhere in Tempe, Joe is masturbating.
Into pink underwear, no doubt.
:rofl2:
And regarding #4, you’re talking like an Okie and Mr. Fk’s uncle was named Cletus.
speaking of puppers: They closed a puppy mill down in east jesus, Oklahoma recently. Well, actually, the guy couldn’t figure out why his dogs weren’t selling so he contacted the Golden Retriever rescue. 47 dogs, 9 puppies in horrible shape, many with mange, one dog is blind in one eye from the urine vapors…horrible place. Not all Goldens, but Chihuahuas Shepherds, Newfies My cuz picked up what looks like a Golden Newfie today – went with her. Wish I was home more, wanted to add to my 3 dorks. That guy should be put in jail with the man growing ears out his neck.
:pirate: :pirate: :pirate: what kind of ship/boat, Trav?
I think Mercury has been in retrograde, which is why the computers went haywire, pj. I don’t really know what that means, but I hear that’s why since the 17th all has been going to hell. :tinfoil:
#4,328th reason why baseball is better than football:
I haven’t seen the boat yet. All I know is that it’s a fifty-footer and it can be flippin’ dangerous. The boat’s in Sitka, AK right now, and I’ll fly there in mid-june and work until mid-sept.. Kings, coho, and tuna are on the fishing itinerary. I’m meeting the Captain tomorrow, so I’ll have more info to share then. A flight ticket from Seattle to Sitka, a commercial fishing license, and gear should set me back around 6 hundred dollars. Argh. :pirate:
heh Travis!
yellow Helly Hansons and Snyder deck boots! get a survival suit when ya can. i used tuna puller gloves with the finger tips cut off for running gear.
hope his gurdies are working good.
i loved trolling. tuna’s a blast too.
Trawler? I love trawlers. 12 people or so? Take plenty of socks. Need dry feet. And a hat. :pirate:
what are the “gurdies” on a fishing boat?
75-foot Northern Belle sinks in the Gulf of Alaska Tues..
trolling:
first a 50 lb. lead sinker attached to stainless braided wire with pairs of spacer beads every 12 feet is lowered over the side of the boat by unreeling the wires fron the gurdies (big ass reels) the gurdie reels let you lower or raise or stop the stainless so you can add or take off the ‘spreads’
the ‘gear’ is a bait hook or lure w/hook, several fathoms (6ft.is a fathom) of monofilament connecting it to a ‘line snap’ which is snapped onto the stainless between the paired spacer beads. that’s called a ‘spread’ i used to put 7 spreads on each stainless wire i fished. i had 6 gurdies full of wire, 3 gurdies on each side of the boat.