Oh, yeah.

DEFINITELY having WAY too much fun with Operation Ex-Lax.

In case you're wondering, yes, those are Christmas lights.

Heh heh.

I am having way too much fun working on Operation Ex-Lax.

Thayer mayor makes it personal. Again.

[Warning: explicit language follows. It is the mayor's word, not mine.]

While sitting in my car across 2nd street from city hall before the 3/27/07 special Thayer city council meeting, I noticed the mayor arrive.

He walked up the sidewalk, cell phone firmly attached to his ear.

Apparently, he didn't realize his voice was carrying all the way across the street, because I heard him say, "I see dumbass is sitting over here across the street . . ." followed by some comment that went along the lines of "He thinks he's some big-time reporter."

In case there's any question, I was the only one sitting across the street.

Interesting that he lacked the cojones to say it to my face. And if he denies saying it, I'll offer to take a lie-detector test if he will and if the results will be in before the election.

You'd think he would have learned after the defeats of his economic developer sales tax and of his sometime ally on the council Fern Hickinbotham, that his making things personal with me always turns out badly for him.

For the record, this dumbass is a blogger who has no illusions of being a reporter, big-time or otherwise. The articles I write in the Hill 'n Holler are a means to accomplish a desired result, not an end unto themselves.

And in a week or so, we'll find out who the bigger dumbass is - the dumbass, or the one the dumbass outsmarted.

[Xposted to TTA.]

I guess that would make me officially a Vivitard now.

Got one of these awhile back . . .

... only to discover when I got home from Wally World that my old computer didn't have a USB port.

So it sat on the desk fer Gawd knows how long. From what I remember, I caught it on sale for about fourteen bucks. A pretty good deal for my first digital camera; not such a good deal for a blue plastic paperweight.

Then a family friend upgraded and gave me his two old computers.

I can cause all sorts of mischief now.

Today's thought for the day . . .

. . . comes from my younger years living at the top of Cole Hollow in East Peoria IL. (Those of you in the area, go up the road to the top of the big hill, turn left; mine was the first house you encounter.)

So what's the thought?

"God is my COHOMO."

All right, which one of you maggots moved the Caribbean?

From the January '07 sightings on UFOmaps.com:



And all this time I've been calling it Lake Norfork.

And those cruise ships must be part of The Philadelphia Experiment, because they seem to be invisible.

Anyway, *I* ain't seen a one of 'em.

It is spring.

Surely you don't expect me to blog today, when I can be out working on Operation Ex-Laxplanting flowersraking leaveswriting poetrychasing nookie .

[Update: Well, okay. Here's one little smidget so you minions can get your fix. Hopefully, it will tide you over until I'm back in the blogging mood.

Something to think about:

Googling the term "'Red Hat Society' terrorist group" yields 562 results.

Feel better now?]

While I wouldn't vote for him,

I would hope the other parties would borrow this from him, after the primaries.

Got wiener?

That individual in the back of the Valerie Plame hearings in the pink, wearing the Jackie O pillbox hat, giving the "peace" sign and the "shamey shamey" sign?

According to CNN's Jeanne Moos (although I can't find the story in the transcripts), that's a transgendered resident of the Ozarks' own little city of Springfield, named "Midge."

I like how the camera pans down to make sure you can read the "Impeach Bush Now" message on the shirt.

Springfield is the worldwide HQ of the Assembly of God church. It is also where they burn down gay people's houses and the police don't arrest anybody. I am reminded of the old joke about the KGB and how people fell down the stairs.

Apparently, the guy's house fell down the stairs.

How does all that square with the presence of transgendered Midges?

Well, Springfield is known as the Queen City of the Ozarks.

And it must be so proud.

Who's voting for Ron Paul?

One of those weeks where my balls all fall down.

That is, of course, a reference to one's ability to juggle numerous balls at the same time.

In other words, my scheduling ability isn't working out too good.

So, no I have not been assassinated or kidnapped.

Things are just a bit crazy.

And it may be sometime next week before I can resume posting.

But on the bright side, things are looking good on the Operation Ex-Lax front.

Mr. Humphries, R.I.P.

1935 -2007.

Bringing British television (See also Dr. Who and 'Allo! 'Allo!) to America is one of the few things Socialized Television did right.

[H/T 2 Kip.]

That day is today.

One quote pops into mind --

"Mutation: it is the key to our evolution. It has enabled us to evolve from a
single-celled organism into the dominant species on the planet. This process is
slow, and normally taking thousands and thousands of years. But every few
hundred millennia, evolution leaps forward."-Professor X.

-- when I find out about this:

Today is the day man loses his place as the apex predator at the top of the food chain.

Today is the day that may lead to our extinction.

Today is the day the tables are turned.

Today is the day the cows became carnivorous.

On the cunning of bunnies.

The most interesting part of this story --

As Walter was inspecting the Cape Rock Water Treatment Plant property Tuesday night, a rabbit leaped into his golf cart - followed by a 25-pound bobcat. The rabbit then jumped back out, leaving Walter alone with a large, frightened feline.

--is not the bobcat in the golf cart.

It is the deviousness of the bunny in using the guy as bait to get the bobcat off its own ass.

A.P. *still* willfully refuses to get the point . . .

. . . of the whole Monica Lewinsky thing.

They are implying a hypocrisy on Newt Gingrich's part because Newt had an affair during the whole Monica episode. No hypocrisy exists on this.

I'll try to spell it out for them yet again.

It's not the affair that got Clinton impeached; it's the lying under oath.

What does the inside of a terroristic dry run look like?

Go read the whole frightening account here.

Maybe it was a dry run; maybe it was an aborted or failed attack.

I don't know what's more frightening -- the details of the flight, or the fact that our government let them go.

[Snopes, as always, is skeptical, and the author goes into more detail about the aftermath of the event here.]

Man survives plane crash because he undid his seatbelt.

BANGAU SAMUEL


Bangau's family actually held a funeral after a passenger list confirmed he was ona10-seater aircraft which crashed into the Indonesian jungle at Long Bawan in July, 2002.


Four days later Bangau, then 20, walked out of the jungle. Although his dad Yuni, who had been sitting next to him had died, Bangau escaped with only a few cuts.


An investigation later revealed he'd survived because he had undone his seatbelt, allowing him to be thrown clear of the aircraft as it disintegrated.

In the U.S., he would have been breaking the law for doing what it took to survive.

Remember when the Environmental Left hailed plastic bags because they would prevent millions of trees from being murdered?

Well, now apparently they are for the murdering of trees.

SAN FRANCISCO -- Paper or plastic? Shoppers may get a twist on that old checkout line question if the city approves a ban on plastic grocery bags.
...
The measure would require grocery stores that do more than $2 million in sales a year to offer customers bags made of recyclable paper . . .

Not "recycled paper," mind you. Recyclable.

All paper is to some extent "recyclable." That is is able to be recycled does not necessarily mean that it ever was recycled or will be recycled.

And so the genocide of our barky brethren begins . . .

Goobs.

Thanks to the Arkansas state legislature, it is now presumably illegal to use the word "Arkansas'" in Arkansas.

No word yet on penalties.

I suggest forced-labor camps and mandatory lifetime registration on the state's (or is that "states's"?) Grammatical Offenders List.

Good to know that all of Arkansas's more pressing problems, such as poverty and meth freaks, have been solved so that the legislature can waste its's time with such nonsense.

Two Questions.

1. Why do they only want to attract gay butterflies?

2. How does one tell the difference between a gay butterfly and a straight one, because after all, aren't all butterflies kind of gay?

Not much new to report here.

Kinda slow lately.

Been working on Operation Ex-Lax and watched V for Vendetta last night.

Hey, Mis-Leader!

Shouldn't news be, well, new?

If so, how do you explain this headline?

Collapse of cave system formed gulf

Um. Yeah. TEN THOUSAND FREAKIN' YEARS AGO!