Tomorrow we’re leaving for Puerto Rico.
The kids haven’t seen their Great Grandmother in too long so we’re going to head to the island and spend some time in the sun with our family.
I’ll have my work laptop with me but I suspect blogging to be lite and sporadic.
Peace my peeps and a Blessed and fulfilling Thanksgiving to all!
Can you tell me what just happened?
And I love the “Red Necks” that live here:
Nothing says “cool” as a pink Romney/Ryan sticker on a mini-van carrying a Jeff Gordon NASCAR license plate.
Posted in Elections 2012, Fun
Tagged Jeff Gordon, Mitt Romney, North Carolina, Red Neck
Turns out the Redskins are a pretty good predictor of things like Presidential Elections:
Romney, who was born in Michigan and was once the governor of Massachusetts, doesn’t have any ties to the Charlotte area. But he’s certainly well aware of the Redskins Rule. Specifically: Going back to 1940, a Redskins victory in their last home game before the election has meant the party currently in power remained in power 17 of 18 times. With a Redskins loss on Sunday to the Panthers, that portends good things for Romney’s political future.
I’ll take everything I can get!
Just a short 5 hours ago I acquired Season One of the show West Wing.
I am looking forward to a mini-marathon tonight.
I was shuttling “Young Master Sensei” around today from karate to YMCA soccer to lunch to the bookstore and everywhere in between. While acting as the donkey I had a thought:
What does it mean to be Libertarian?
Here goes.
If you believe in Jesus and don’t think that we should legislate “not taking the Lord’s name in vain”, you might be a Libertarian!
I found this to be very funny:
Lynn Raskin, a Washington D.C. realtor, and her husband, Marcus, a cofounder of the Institute for Policy Studies, have routinely contributed to progressive candidates in tight congressional races during this election cycle. They’ve donated to Rep. Tammy Baldwin (D-Wisc.), Rep. John Conyers (D-Mich.), and Elizabeth Warren, the Democrat running for Senate in Massachusetts. They’ve also given money to Sen. Sherrod Brown(D-Ohio).
Late Saturday evening, Raskin typed “Sherrod Brown” into Google to make another campaign contribution. She clicked the first link populating her search results, a Google ad that took her to an innocuous-looking campaign fundraising page. She entered her Visa digits, hit submit, and just like that, she’d forked over $50 to a Republican in one of this season’s most hotly contested Senate races: Sen. Scott Brown of Massachusetts.
Raskin realized her mistake the next day when she read the automated thank-you email from Scott Brown’s campaign. She says she takes “full responsibility for not paying attention” when she clicked on Scott Brown’s Google ad, but she still feels like she was duped. After all, why should a search for Sherrod Brown, Ohio Democrat, bring up an ad for Scott Brown, Massachusetts Republican?
He’s at the top of his game.
But he’s right. And while I disagree with Chik-Fil-A on this one, I don’t think we should actually ban them from opening.
As is my habit, I record the Daily Show and watch in batch. Most enjoyable. Imagine my excitement when I hit on this episode.
When Harry Reid made the claim that Romney hadn’t paid his taxes in 10, years I called shenanigans and claimed that he was in in Birther territory. I was SO wrong that my main man Jon Stewart agrees with me:
http://www.thedailyshow.com/watch/wed-august-1-2012/you–harry-reid–are-terrible?xrs=share_copy
Now, the end of the clip where he mocks Fox? That’s hilarious. But the fact remains that by saying, “Romney could end all the speculation by just releasing his tax returns.” is the same argument as, “Obama could end all the speculation by just releasing his birth certificate.”
Now, with that said, I wonder why he isn’t releasing them. I also wondered why Obama didn’t release his birth certificate. Maybe, deep inside, I’m hoping for the stand up and cheer moment when a candidate, when asked if he has ever smoked weed, played D&D made a mistake when he was 13 would say, “None of your business. I’m here to run a country and that isn’t relevant to the conversation.”
However, this is politics, and like it or not, by refusing to release how much money he makes he’s giving the impression that there is something wrong.
But for tonight, I’m happy to listen to Jon Stewart take Harry Reid to task for being a birther.
So, I’m gonna go out on’a limb here and share a humorous episode from my life just tonight. It involves my wife, so if posting is “light” for the next few ummm, days, just assume that I love ya and if I really knew ya, you could have my stereo.
We use ATT&T U-verse for our TV and internet here. This morning I’m surfing the TV channels and discover the U-Verse 2012 Olympic app. I’m intrigued, I check it out and much to my wonderment I discover that I’m able to watch almost any previously aired Olympic event on demand. Only those not yest broadcast are withheld but will be made available in time.
Think of that.
The Olympics. They began in ancient Greece in 776 BC. These games, featuring the greatest athletes of the times were honored and revered. The winners were legends. And the legacy of those games, some 2,800 years ago lives today. And from the comfort of my couch, on my flat screen TV I can pick and choose which single event I wanna watch and when I wanna watch it.
As it turns out, my daughter wanted to see the women’s all around finals tonight. She was lamenting the fact that we didn’t record it for her to see and she had missed the whole thing. In a moment of pure “daddy delivers” I went to the TV, turned on the app and gave her the finals. All of ’em. In their pure glory.
But, it turns out, we only wanted to watch some of the gymnasts, not all of them. So my wife wanted to fast forward through some of the routines. Turns out you can’t. You have to watch the whole thing in real time.
“Pppfffttt…THAT’S stupid!”
I turned to her, “Honey, a technology you didn’t know existed until literally 7 minutes ago has gone from revolutionary to stupid? Seriously?
In all his glory, I present to you, Louie C.K.
The good starts at 3:50.