Thankfully ADAD

After being out of it for a couple of years, your scribe has returned and will post until I cannot. For those of you who missed the blog and e-mailed me to say so, My Thanks.

300 Million & Counting

It was reported earlier in the week that our population has reached the 300 million person mark, Hoo-Ha, on a related note Mexico reported that its population is down to 168.

Stress

Stress is what happens when our mind overrules our bodies natural desire to choke the **** out of some idiot who needs it. You know, the person in front of you at Brookshires on the cell phone holding up the line. Or how about the kid at the fast food restaurant who keeps interrupting you while you are trying to order. They cannot hear you when they are talking over you. If I want fries and a pie with my order, I'll tell you. But you have to shut up long enough for me to finish.

Fundamental Law

Need and entitlement are not synonymous. Most liberal politicians understand this, but that is not what keeps them in office. Pandering to their large welfare voting base is what keeps them there.

Fundamental Law

A large dumb dog will eventually kill any small, wily cat foolish enough to get in its way. This is a reflection only upon the capabilities of the cat.

Body by Doughboy

Almost all of us have the bodies of a God. Hello Buddha!

The Lottery

Lotteries are unquestionably a tax on greed and stupidity, but this does not necessarily make them wrong. Taxing greedy, stupid people is preferable to taxing hardworking, intelligent people, if for no other reason than doing so gives greedy, stupid people an incentive to smarten up.

The Differences between Pigs and our Congressman

Both are largely ignorant of the mechanics of flight but if you push a pig off of a tall building it will make ever effort to learn.

They are out there!

The most compelling evidence for there being intelligent life elsewhere in the universe may be that none of it comes here.

Good News, Bad News

The bad news: Apparently my objectives are unclear and my mission statement is gibberish, but thanks to an artificial sense of urgency, I'm working harder than ever.

The good news: Obviously I'm insane, but I'm one of the happy kind.