Author: David

Yep. Another one of those days when I am greatly blessed by the Holy Brew. (I really need the 3-point IQ boost each cuppa joe gives me today!)

O Blessed Holy Caffeine Tree —performance by the Morning Coffee and Afternoon Tea Chorale

O Blessed Holy Caffeine Tree,
In gratitude I sing of thee,
For all the ways you give life zest,
O Caffeine Tree, you are the best!

Amen.

Aye, one o’ the hidden costs o’ pork barrel spendin’:

“[Senator Kit] Bond says that when he entered the Senate in 1987, Missouri received only 76 cents for every dollar sent in taxes. The new bill will provide 98 cents, and Bond will push for more. Full parity would return 100 cents expressed as a percentage of total funding; not as many actual dollars will be recycled because of inevitable costs of handling in Washington.”

Ahoy, in ither words, launderin’ money collected as highway taxes in Missouri through Washin’ton D.c. means that e’en if Missouri has e’ery dollar it collected for expenditure on highways “returned” it still loses, cos the real purpose o’ the Federal bureaucracy is full employment o’ Federal bureaucraps. Listen to th’ bureaucraps say, “Ye’ll ne’er get me buried booty!”

Aye, it seems t’ me that at the ‘ery least, those “handlin’ costs” could be eliminated by Not funnelin’ thin’s through the feds. Gar. Aye, surely e’en that little would have a beneficial effect when it came time for federal expenditures for thin’s like Katrina. (Aye, they might need t’ spend less cos more was already already at the state le’el, for one thin’. Aye, me parrot concurs— e’en parrots have the better o’ politicians, it seems.)

See GM Roper and Michelle Malkin Arrr, for more extensi’e presentations o’ how t’ handle pork better, and a call t’ identify pork in your own state so that you can contact your congresscritters and politely suggest that those funds be di’erted t’ Katrina relief. Aye.

Arrr, tis’ a good thin’ Me’d be thinkin’

Ahoy, talk like a pirate, all day long. Ye’ll ne’er get me buried booty!

Aye, let the trackbacks begin, gar!

Arrr, har’s one from Woody at Woody’s News and Views Aye.

Arrr, and har’s a new mate at Horizon Zero. Gar.

Aye, tis’ not piratical, but tis’ lootin’. Click o’er t’ Boudicca’s Voice t’ see what wasn’t worth lootin’ at Walmart. Gar, Where can I find a bottle o’rum?

Gar, and whate’er you do, be sure you don’t misst’ Pants Based Random Pirate Phrase Generator (PBRPPG) h.t. t’ th’ original “Talk Like a Pirate Day” pirate.

Aye, Christine o’ Mornin’ Coffee and Afternoon Tea chimes in with some pirate treats, gar! There’s me grog!

Kat, at Keep the Coffee Comin’, has the well-known (well, well-known t’ anyone who’s been t’ Disneyland or Disney World in the last 20+ years or so, Me imagine) Disney ‘ersion o’ Yo, Ho a Pirate’s Life for Me, up as her offerin’ for TLAP Day. Arrrr!

Arrr, Diane (at, uhm, Diane’s Stuff, o’ course) has her Talk Like A Pirate Day post up, includin’ a link t’ translate whole web pages int’ pirate-speak. (Gar, gimme my rum!)

Aye, well, although the posts themsel’es didna show due rev’rence t’ TLAPD, the comments sections for these posts get int’ the spirit at Dr. Phat Tony’s and at GM’s Corner

Yo Ho! And, o’ course, thar’s this post by The Dread Pirate Richard at Random Rambling (Aye, sorry it took so long t’ get the link up, bub. Gar, Where’d me bottle o’rum go agin? 🙂

Aye, trackback t’ this post (or any other “pirate” post) with yer own piratical fare, ‘n I’ll link ye up fore har. (Aaarrhhh, me parrot!) Fail t’ trackback ‘n ye’ll ne’er get me buried booty Arr.

Aye, ‘n for a little fun, me heartys, har’s a link t’ a pirate chantey for ye from Tom Smith:

“Talk Like a Pirate Day”

(Note: opens in a new window and plays with any properly-configured mp3 software.)

[Introducing guest poster, Cap’n Ozark]

Arrrr!

Scurvy dogs! Homeland Security gi’es a free pass t’ illegal aliens and is still snubbin’ Minutemen who seek t’ be good citizens and help protect our borders. Aye. Aye, click the links abo’e an’ below for more info on foreign outlaws gettin’ a pass from Homeland Security Aye.

Arrr, “Homeland Security”? Keelhaul ’em. They’re good for nothin’ but cabin boys on garbage scows, Me say. Aye, me parrot concurs.

Arrr.

(This has been a Piratical Productionâ„¢ for Guard the Borders)

Aye, and har’s the jolly crew o’ Guard the Borders A pence for an old man o’de sea?

Euphoric Reality**
TMH’s Bacon Bits**
Part-Time Pundit**
Social Sense
Cao’s Blog
Ogre's Politics and Views
In The Bullpen
Ravings of a Mad Tech
America Is Not A Pinata!
NIF
Kender’s Musings
Gribbit’s Word**
NYgirl**
Team Swap**
Curley’s Corner

[Arrr, updated t’ include the blogroll for Guard the Borders Aye.]

What’s the REAL reason the terrorists at Guantanamo are engaging in a hunger strike?

A Precision Guided Humor Assignment from the Alliance of Free Blogs

Yeh, minor Mass Media Podpeople-generated kerfuffle. It’s really so simple, I kinda hate to burst the bubble. *sigh* You see, someone finally slipped up and actually tortured some of the Gitmo detainees.  Yep. Showed a video of Michael Moore-on accepting an Oscar for his last “great” mockumentary to recieve a fraudulent Oscar (even the bowling was fake) and ever since, those who saw that face, that body, have not been able to keep any food down.  They’re losing sleep (it’s the nightmares), and becoming inexorably more sane.  Naturally, this has only increased their self-hatred and… now they cannot bear to do anything that would prolong their own existence.

For once in their lives they are doing the right thing. The only kind, decent, honorable thing to do would be to honor their desire to end their own lives by starvation.

Avast me hearties!

Tomorrow’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Arrgghhhh!

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Well, it may seem a lil clunky, may be less than wholly reliable and may just be around for a short while, like so many of these things seem to be, when I saw but Putfile mentioned at Dr. Phat Tony’s, I knew it fit my three criteria for a website/software I needed to check out:

• It promises to do something I need to do, want to do or at least have some sort of peripheral interest in doing (pretty broad, eh? 😉
• It is easily accessible/usable, no matter which of my computers I access it from
• It fits with my “I’ll pay whatever I have to for what I need, but everything else better be as darned near free as can be” criterion.

So, signed up. Made an mp3 from a wav file I’d recorded and uploaded that.  Oops.  Upload failed the first time.  Server error.  Tried again.  Says it worked.  Let’s see how the code that’s supposed to load it works.

Click here to listen to “Lifes-Railway-to-Heaven”

BTW, this is an example of the kind of music that can easily be found in America’s Third World Countyâ„¢.  I just took an old 19th Century gospel tune that some of the old folks around here like a lot and kinda Bluegrassed it up a lil.  It’s kinda repetitive.  If I have the time someday, I’ll spend time polishing it, adding a tad more variation, etc.

Recorded with Roland Soundcanvas (SC-1).

(No, I’m not “Bloodhound Gang”)

Trub. The sediment of life hosts this week’s Carnival of the Recipes.

And ya know, aside from  misspelling my blog’s name, it’s a mighty fine job of presentation—and some mighty fine recipes. And, ah, well, Jeff gets a bye for the blogname typo, cos he said some kind words about my 3-ingredient, one-step recipe for “Sorta Smores”. 😉

Thanks, Jeff!

Well, several folks—Christine and Romeocat are prominent examples—do lotsa catblogging, so I thought, here’s the perfect dogblog post.  

I saw this thing and the first thing that pooped inna my head was, “Gee, just what I don’t want. This thing’s ridiculous! If I want my car to smell like a dog that’s all wet, all I hafta do is give one of The Boys a bath and stick him in the car.”

Besides, as Lovely Daughter says, ya wouldn’t want Scooby-Doo staring back at you from your rear view mirror. Ruh-roh!

Mostly crossposted at Cathouse Chat