Last night was the great debate – Bill Nye the Science Guy vs. Ken Ham the, um, whatever-the-fuck-he-is guy. I have not had a chance to watch it, but if you’ve got a couple of hours to kill, you can catch it here on the Christian Today website. Then you can vote in the “who won the debate” poll they have going.
You might be surprised to hear that with close to 16,000 having voted so far, Bill Nye is in the lead 92% to 8%. So either Satan got the message out on Twitter to go rig the vote, or Christians (at least the ones capable of using computers) aren’t as stupid as we think they are (which could either be rather good or extremely terrifying news, depending on your perspective). As I understand it, Bill said “geological evidence” and Ken said, “the bible says so.” And Bill said “carbon and radioactive dating” and Ken said “Christian Mingle. Plus the bible says so.” And Bill said, “speed of light and distance between galaxies” and Ken said, “the bible says so.”
So Ken wins. Duh.
I saw a link at the Crappington Post for “Nine Pieces of Advice Every Woman Needs,” so I clicked on it, ‘cuz my wife never tires of me giving her unsolicited advice, and I thought there might be some useful shit in there like “just because the toilet tank lid is flat doesn’t mean you should pile shit on top of it,” or “if you wanna watch teevee, just turn on the teevee and the receiver, makes sure it’s set to ‘CBL/SAT’ for DirecTV or DVD for the Roku or DVD player, then turn on the DirecTV box (or DVD player – Roku is always on), then use the appropriate remote to navigate the menus to watch what you want. It’s easy, honest,” or “just because the lid to the pellet stove hopper is flat doesn’t mean you should pile shit on top of it,” or “it’s really not that hard to put air in your tires, honest, give it a try,” or “it really is a good idea to keep that jump starter thingie with the light and the compressor and even a USB port on it in your car in case of emergency,” or “it’s really not that hard to use that portable jump starter thingie to jump-start your car,” or “if you have a hard time getting out of the driveway on Sunday, you should really let me know sometime before I have to go to work on Monday morning.”
But instead it turned out to mostly a bunch of sappy quotes that would apply to both men and women equally.
Congrats, Huff Post – you got me again.
Speaking of not getting out of the driveway, we’re supposed to get deluged with snow this morning. They’re saying like maybe a foot – most of it coming in just the next couple of hours. All the schools preëmptively closed, so that’s a good thing. School buses are pain in the ass enough in good weather. I still don’t understand why, since I’m paying for them, they don’t have to pull over and get out of my way when they see me coming. Plus, they seem to pick these kids up right at their driveways. We never had curb service (not that we have curbs out here) when I was a kid. Plus they’ll sit there and wait with their flashers on for the little bastards darlings to come out of the house. Hey, if they’re not out there when the bus comes, fuck ’em. Maybe their parents will get them up and out the door a little earlier tomorrow.
Damn hippies coddled the current generation of young adults, and they turned out to be pretentious whiners that don’t think they have an obligation to pay for my Medicare and Social Security. Little turd balls.
Oh well, time to start thinking about getting out there and seizing the day.
It snowed some more and now it is raining ice. Lola, aka Brave Heart, is afraid to leave the deck. Not a good thing as it is an inappropriate dog bathroom in my opinion. But, Lola doesn’t care what I think. The only way she will venture into the backyard is if I get on my boots and go with her. Ugh!
We seem to have gotten a fair amount of snow here, but I can’t really tell how much. Somewhere in the area of 10-12″, I think. Hopefully it’s over now and they’ll be able to clean things up before I have to drive home.
Governor Snotball declared some kind of “state of emergency” for the state, whatever the hell that means (it apparently does not mean I get to go home, so it’s pretty meaningless as far as I’m concerned). He also closed Interstate 84, which runs fro PA to CT somewhere down there in an area that those of us from Upstate call Downstate, and folks downstate call Upstate.
But then State Senator Greg Ball called him out for being a candy ass pansy, saying we don’t need to paralyze the state every time we get a little snow, and now Andy-baby has been shamed into reopening it.
Hey, Andy, maybe you should run for Governor of Georgia or some other wimp state.
Your gubnor Snotball to a whack on The Cycle today.
Not sure what happened on that post. I used to be able to make MSNBC clips more digestible and without gibberish.
Seemed OK to me.
I’m an occasional perfectionist. Must be from having teachers in the family. The 30 minute rule and no edit replies bite me occasionally.
The snow was wet and heavy yesterday. Today it is hard enough for 82 lb Lola to walk on top of it without even leaving footprints.
I’m ready for spring.
Holy Mackerel – Lola is 82 pounds? She’s a big gal, not that there’s anything wrong with that.
On to diversity at the Olympics
She’s a cross between a standard poodle and a labrador, so she’s not a small dog but…she’s at least 5 pounds overweight. The vet says she should lose it but she and Mike have an agreement about treats that I have a hard time breaching.