Now that Hillary is officially running for President of the United States, she’s got some serious competition, what with Democrat Candidate Vermin Supreme, of Manchester, New Hampshire in the game.
I mean seriously, he’s got a long fisherman’s boot for a hat, sporting the wizard look, has a catchy jingle and magic sprinkle dust… What more could you ask for? Based on the intellect of your average Democrat voter, he’s clearly a shoe-in. (Or boot-in? heh.)
Today is Elections Day in Israel, and apparently it’s going to be a relatively close one. Even though our elected leadership in the US has such a disdain for Benjamin Netanyahu and Israel itself, the Smite family here are pulling for him. Good luck, Bibi!
My little minion has arrived! On the night of January 13th, 2015, Riley Grace was born into the world. Right after she came out and was placed on the “Panda Warmer” in our room, they nurses were cleaning her off and she had a soft but cute cry going. I went over to her with the biggest smile on my face and talked to her… she turned to me opening up her eyes wide, stopped crying and just stared at me. It was love at first sight for daddy right then and there.
Since then, she has always responded well to my voice, whenever she’s been upset. My voice seems to be the thing that soothes the savage beast hehe. I suppose it must come from how much I talked to her while she was in the womb.
I have a feeling she’s going to be daddy’s little girl, and my little buddy that comes with me everywhere!
I’ve know been rather absent from blogging for sometime, and a lot of it has had to do with preparation for this little one. Much of my time as been taking care of the little missus and renovating a room in the house to become a nursery. (that room is now actually the nicest looking in the house hehe).
I have had a ton of posts I wanted to write, and many that were drafted but never finalized. I’m not promising this will change anytime soon, as I haven’t had a whole lot of sleep this past week, and I don’t foresee that changing anytime soon either hehe, but we’ll see I suppose.
Oh and thanks to my blogger (and in real-life) friend Wyatt Earp for the well-wishes to hippie smiting clan!
Police in Florida are looking for a quadruple amputee, potentially armed with a gun, wanted as a person of interest in connection with the death of his parents.
I came across this from Fox News while scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed, and before I read the article further, I was like “wait. what? how is this even possible??”
Then I saw the peanut gallery of comments on Facebook, and that’s when it went from just odd to down-right hilarious!
“I got to HAND it to him, he already has a LEG up on the authorities.”
“On the run? I think not!”
“He doesn’t have a leg to stand on.”
And the list goes on!
Of course, “We are all going straight to hell” as one other commented, but at least we’ll have company.
Rapper “Too Short” just dodged a bullet.
The Los Angeles Times reports that the rapper (born Anthony Shaw), was at Burbank Airport in Los Angeles on Thursday and as his bag went onto the conveyor belt he realized he had a loaded gun inside. Without hesitating, he left the airport.
The problem was his wallet and shoes were also on the conveyor belt.
Calling his lawyer and asking for guidance, Keith Davidson told Too Short not to worry and he would take care of it. According to the LA Times, Davidson convinced authorities to ticket Shaw for misdemeanor possession of a loaded firearm and forgo the arrest after lawyer and client came back to the airport.
Special celebrity treatment has no boundaries.
No boundaries indeed. Misdemeanor possession of a loaded firearm? What, no felony unlicensed concealed-carry charges?
Pardon the mess on the site, from some broken or redundant links to about pages, to text/picture formatting in posts. I’m experimenting with WordPress themes and still playing (and trying to figure out) the underlying back-end code to them.
Richard Kiel died this week, just a few days shy of his 75th birthday. He’s had an extensive career since the 1960s, but probably best known to most (including me) for playing “Jaws” in a couple of James Bond movies. He was definitely one of my favorite characters in the Bond series, and I also fondly remember as a kid, watching him as the Mitsubishi team driver in Cannonball Run II.
The Hot-Crazy Matrix: A Man’s Guide to Women
“Sometimes when I reflect on all the beer I drink, I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn’t drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. I think, “It is better to drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.”
“I feel sorry for people who don’t drink. When they wake up in the morning, that’s as good as they’re going to feel all day.”
Lyndon B. Johnson
“When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.”
“24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not.”
H. L. Mencken
“When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So, let’s all get drunk and go to heaven!”
George Bernard Shaw
“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
“Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza.”
Beer: Helping ugly people have sex since 3000 B.C.!
W. C. Fields
Remember “I” before “E,” except in Budweiser.
Professor Irwin Corey
To some it’s a six-pack, to me it’s a Support Group. Salvation in a can!
One night at Cheers (TV Sitcom), Cliff Clavin said to his buddy, Norm Peterson:
“Well, ya see, Norm, it’s like this…
A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members! In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine! That’s why you always feel smarter after a few beers.”