Category: The Kitchen Sink

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The Zero Ardently Seeking One Term

Here, he defines “patriotism” and “irresponsibility” and unwittingly provides testimony to citizens who would prefer a responsible patriot, at the very least, in the office of the Presidency:

If there is any justice, any balance in the universe, this clip–the central “witness” by The Zero to his own definitions of “irresponsible” and “unpatriotic”–will haunt him for the rest of his natural days and, at the very least, will serve to hoist him by his own petard in 2012. If not, then there will be a whole lotta folks echoing Marvin:

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Weenies

Or, perhaps, Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind hype… though from what I’ve seen of citified wusses, it just might not be. WHat am I talking about? This.

Bat Terrorizes Passengers on Airplane

A bat got loose on an Atlanta-bound flight, forcing horrified passengers to duck for cover…

*feh* Now, I’ve not seen many bats, apart from some swooping around vacuuming up pests in the early evening or bat flghts from or into caves, but a bat loose on a plane “Terroriz[ing] Passengers”?

I can recall sitting in church with my wife and her folks in a southern Minnesota city 30-something years ago when a bat made its appearance, causing a (very) minor distraction from the worship service (folks near it–particularly children–seemed amused or entertained by its appearance). A middle-aged lady a couple of rows in front of us removed her Sunday hat and simply scooped it, trapping it very neatly. She then simply walked to the back of the sanctuary and I heard the doors open and close a couple of times. She came back and sat down.

I assumed she’d cleaned her hat, since she was once again wearing it.

Big. Deal.

Now, if it had been a wolf… “Good puppy!”

*heh*

Rabbit trail: Oh, yeh. Met a wolf last summer–or so I was told. I thought it was just a very big, rangy Huskie or some such, and enjoyed petting and playing with it a bit while I was trying to make contact with the folks who lived on the property. Talked to a neighbor shortly thereafter and he asked me how I’d gotten by the wolf to get to his neighbor’s door. Apparently it has a ferocious reputation in the neighborhood and is the focus of lots of complaints, according to the guy I talked to. Could have been exaggeration, though. Still, I talked to the owner later at his place of employment (a local cop shop), and the wolf part (and difficulty most folks have getting to his front door) part were confirmed by him. He was kinda miffed at my reports of how friendly his “dog” was. *heh*

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Uniting Left and Right? Not Quite, But Better Than Nothing

As more and more leftards desert the sinking ship of H0pe-n-Change, perhaps The Zero really is accidentally, unintentionally (minimally, reluctantly) uniting the electorate… at least as more and more leftards realize what many who have more active brain cells than a broken crock of 10-year-old spoiled* kimchi have known from the beginning: that The Zero has been a suit empty of anything but ambition for his whole life. As one Prime Leftard from the NYT put it just yesterday (08/07/2011),

Those of us who were bewitched by his eloquence on the campaign trail chose to ignore some disquieting aspects of his biography: that he had accomplished very little before he ran for president, having never run a business or a state; that he had a singularly unremarkable career as a law professor, publishing nothing in 12 years at the University of Chicago other than an autobiography; and that, before joining the United States Senate, he had voted “present” (instead of “yea” or “nay”) 130 times, sometimes dodging difficult issues.–“What Happened to Obama’s Passion?”

Well, duh. Dumbass. “[B]ewitched by his eloquence” is just the first clue that Drew Westen, the author quoted above, has been spending too much time stirring his frontal lobe with a fork. If the idiot and his ilk couldn’t look past teleprompter readings that would have been embarrassing to an illiterate, redneck country preacher boy to see that The Zero’s qualifications for the job he was seeking just did not exist, and are seeing it only now, more than two-and-a-half years into a presidency that makes Dhimmi Kahtah look like a combination of George Washington, Solomon and Winston Churchill, then Drew Westen and his ilk are worse idiots than I thought when they originally drooled and felt shivers up their legs at the thought of The Zero as president.

But at least The Zero is so very, very, VERY bad at his job that even these submoronic idiots are awakening to what they and their fellow idiots have wrought.

*BTW, I’m still trying to figure out how one can tell that kimchi is spoiled. I think the best thing to do is avoid it all, since separating out spoiled batches would seem to be impossible… And in that, politicians *gag-spew* remind me of kimchi.

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Dhimmicrappic Cat

Because what comes out of a Dhimmicrap’s mouth is deceptive… always.

Hmmm, kinda reminds me of some Mass MEdia Podpeople as well (although, what are the real differences between Dhimmicrap politicians *gag-spew* and Mass MEdia Podpeople apart from the size of audiences?).

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This One’s Almost a Recipe

*heh*

I made a new BBQ sauce the other day.

    3 Roma tomatoes, quartered
    1/2 large Vidalia onion, roughly chopped
    2 cloves of garlic
    1/4 C balsamic vinegar
    1/4 cup apple cider vinegar
    3 dime-sized dollops of AwesomeSauce–edit: I noted and linked the –wrong hot sauce; it’s Dave’s Insanity Sauce–hot sauce

Put everything but the vinegars a in a food processor and whir away until all is very finely minced.

Dump that and the vinegars in a saucepan, then add the Dave’s Insanity Sauce and stir. Bring it to a boil, then back it off and let it simmer a while. How long? I dunno. I think I let it go about 30 minutes. Oh, I added a little olive oil, which I didn’t bother to measure–probably 3 tablespoonsful–to the saucepan before adding the other ingredients.

Meanwhile, microwave a pint jar full of water until the water’s boiling well. Just before th next step, pour some of the boiling water to cover a lid (use a lid-and-ring Ball-or-Mason-type jar). It’s not going to really be water bath canning, cos it’s going straight into the fridge, but this will lessen the chances of contamination with something nasty.

When you think it’s pretty well come together and the tomatoes, especially, are cooked, dump it all back in the food processor and whir it until it’s smooth. Dump it, still hot, into the hot jar, cover with the lid and screw down the ring. Refrigerate. It’ll keep just as long as it takes to use it up, I suspect. It went very nicely on last night’s grilled burgers (just for Son&Heir and I–my Wonder Woman doesn’t partake of Holy Hotitudinousness *heh*).

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Why Would AnyoneThink That An Ice Age

…would be soooo cool?

*heh*

Or,

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

— Robert Frost