Paultards trying to subvert the National Convention (posted by Beth)

I saw this at Digg (where else?) last week, but ignored it after burying it. It seems, though, that Paultards are quite serious about hijacking the Republican Convention. If you don’t want to see the “plan” at the Paultards’ blogs, read it here. Snip:

*The Strategy:*

The strategy therefore must be to get as many Ron Paul delegates selected to represent their states at the National Convention.

That means our delegates need to stay low-key.

Resolutions are a dead giveaway, especially when they are fought over things like opposition to the war, or abolishing the Federal Reserve and the IRS, all signature issues of Ron Paul.

So, the best plan is to shut up, move along, do what you have to do to get selected, sign the pledge to “support” McCain (it doesn’t say you promise not to abstain!) and just get in short of outright lying, of course.

If there are any ethical concerns about this supposed “stealth tactic,” think about what ethical concerns you may have if you allow McCain to become president by your inaction. [Continue reading...]

Ethics? We don’t need no stinkin’ ethics! It’s REVOLUTION! Forget about the sheeple’s votes, this is a coup!
/vomiting

At least one person is fighting back. Heather Johnson of Moms4Mitt.com:

I am a Mitt fan and have a blog for his support. But I have also pledged on my blog my support for McCain as a our GOP nominee. I am trying to do my part in stopping these Ron Paul fans from overtaking the convention with their agenda nonsense and just get McCain officially nominated.

Heather is trying to just GET to the convention, but she needs help (financially) getting there. If you can drop a few shekels her way, you’ll be doing your part to shut up these asshat Paultards. Make no mistake, they are extremely well-organized (online activity and caucus results should tell you that much) and you can be sure they’ll make their presence known at the National Convention. Unless you want to see the GOP have an even more f’d up convention than it looks like the Dems will have, the Paultard kiddies must be stopped.

Ron Paul has even given tacit support to this idea (or that’s how it’ll be read by his fanatic supporters), while leaving his options open for a third party run:

“I’ll be very cautious about what I do,” he said, noting his effort to encourage his supporters to get involved with their local Republican committee.

And you know Ron Paul–he’s a stickler for the last letter of the Constitution. If it can be interpreted to allow this “loophole” that can get him nominated–or at the very least, create chaos–it’s A-OK. He’ll say this is exactly what the Constitution was designed for. (Nevermind the votes for the candidates–the votes for delegates matter more? LOL.)

Please help Heather out - I absolutely vouch for her honesty and ethics 100%. She needs help getting to the Convention, and we need to put the final nail in the Paultard coffin of crazy once and for all.

[Cross-posted]

Black Friday Shopping (UPDATED)

I hate to shop.

I know I’m not the only one. I hear women all the time, say that they hate to shop….but I really, really hate it. I feel uneasy spending money on stuff we don’t *have* to have. I don’t enjoy the pressure of making the decisions on big ticket items. I tend to buy groceries and sundries, when I have to be out, anyway….picking my son up from pre-school, or the girls from dance class, and then I do it as quickly and efficiently as I can. I never go shopping just for “the fun of it”.

To me, shopping just isn’t fun.

So why would someone like me, be actually contemplating hitting some of the big sales on the busiest shopping day of the year? The one where, everyone knows, the “early bird gets the worm”, and I ain’t no early bird?

Which means that by the time I get my sorry ass out there to hit the earlybird sales (with one or two kids in tow, who begged to come), the sales are going to be about a half an hour away from expiring, and I’ll have about 5 stores to hit, and dammit, most the hottest items are going to be already gone.

Can someone tell me why I do this every year?

This year’s going to be different. I plan to get up earlier, and if no-one else is ready, that’s tough toenails. And I’m gonna keep the number of targeted stores to a realistic minimum…maybe 3…or 4. I’m not gonna buy crap for the kids just because it’s on sale, if they don’t really need, or want it. 

And I’m gonna keep a positive attitude…cup half full…cup half full…this is going to be fun.

*sigh*

UPDATE: (Friday evening).

Okay, here’s how it went down:

I was ready to get out there at 9:30, but my husband had to make an emergency trip to Lowe’s for some more tile, (we’re tiling the whole upstairs, as well as the kitchen —but not the bedrooms). So it was more like 10:30 when I got out there.

First stop - Kohl’s

I scoped the ads, yesterday at my sister’s house. Kohl’s had some killer sales; that one was at the top of my list. My twelve year old and I were heading for the shoe department when we discovered to our horror — a line — a line so long, you couldn’t see where it ended. It just kept winding, and winding around the store — even if I wanted at some point to get in this line, I wouldn’t be able to find the end, because, I swear to God…it went on forever.

Nice Deb doesn’t like lines.

We continued to look at boots, but at this point, I knew we were only going through the motions. No way was I going to wait in a line that long, I don’t care how good the sale is.

They had area rugs on sale, too, and I scoped them out, because they were going to be on sale all weekend, *I think* and I needed a nice area rug for my newly tiled living room.

Then I had to make an emergency trip to the bathroom. That was the only action taken at Kohls, this morning, because we had to skedaddle and get to Jo Ann’s for their earlybird sale that ended at noon. They had a pre-lit 7 1/2 ft. tree for only $29.98. Can you believe that? OMG, I can buy a new tree every year, at that price! I kinda do that, anyway, but that’s another story.

So we’re heading out there, and my cell phone rings — it’s my husband —we need to come back to the house because “the boys” need the boxes of tile still in the back of my van. So I have to run back home, and drop those off, and then head for Jo Ann’s. (Have you figured out how this one ends, yet)?

So I get to the shopping center where Jo Ann’s is supposed to be, and it’s not there…where the hell did Jo Ann’s go? Did it move? And here, I start to doubt myself…maybe this isn’t where Jo Ann’s is…I only come here once in a blue moon…What the hell?!

So I turn the car around and head in the opposite direction toward Old Time Pottery, and Toys R Us, two more on my list. I try to find Jo Ann’s using my GPS — I still have a few minutes left, dammit. Barbara (my GPS) says I’m going in the right direction, which baffles me, but I can make it if the traffic lights go my way, but no, suddenly we run into road construction issues, and the four way has to merge to a two way, slowing us down….tick tick tick….12:00 comes and goes. I have to give up on Jo Ann’s. It must have moved, by the way…no way was it there the last time I went!

Okay, the kiddo and I are hungry, so we stop at Steak and shake for some eats. It’s close to one in the afternoon, and so far, my Black Friday shopping has only produced two pit stops.

Old Time pottery was next. I didn’t even have to look too closely at their ad, because there’s always tons of good stuff, there.  Oh, by the way….Are we supposed to be boycotting China? Because if we are, I’m in big trouble. Pretty much everything there is made in China.

I find a 5′x8′  area rug that I think will go well in the living room, on sale for $28.00. You heard me, 28 bucks! Not bad. I also got a 7 1/2′ tree for $39.00, ten dollars more and not pre-lit, but oh well. I needed a fatter tree for the living room. The kids all thought the last one was too skinny. I bought a bunch of other Xmas related stuff, too, and a 15 piece knife set in a wood block, for $5.00. I didn’t even need it, but wow, five bucks!

My 12 year old wanted to go to the mall because the jacket she’s had her eyes on at Delia’s was on sale. We gave her money last week, to buy some items that she needed at the mall, and she came home without the jacket because she couldn’t afford the jacket and the shoes she picked out with the money we gave her. Now, she could afford the jacket.

We hit a few stores… I bought a couple of blouses for myself at Sears. My husband kept calling because he wanted to check in at the motel we’re staying at tonight, because our whole upstairs is freshly tiled, and can’t be walked on. So, we called it a day, and headed for home.

I didn’t buy any toys.

Life Imitates Art

Like a scene straight out of the famous HG Wells novel, The Time Machine, a man and his girlfriend were robbed at gunpoint in Central Park, just seconds after he proposed:

Jacunski got on one knee and popped the question to his girlfriend of six months, Mami Nagase, in a romantic spot at a gazebo in Central Park on Saturday night. She had just agreed to marry him when, they said, a gunman jumped from the bushes and yelled, “Give me your money and get on the ground!”

Here’s where it diverts from the story: Jacunski was able to slip the engagement ring off his girlfriend’s finger and hide it in his pocket, without the assailant noticing.

In the book/movie, the fight over the ring led to the doomed girlfriend getting shot. (Or was it stabbed)?

So the robber got away with some cash, and the couple had to spend the rest of the evening looking at mugshots instead of having a romantic dinner at a French restaurant.

It could have been much worse….she could have been shot dead, and he could have spent the next five years feverishly working on a time machine so he could go back in time and undo what happened, only to wind up 800,000 years in the future fighting Morelocks.

That was a close call for them.

H/T: Crime Scene KC

Bmac’s Dog Needs Your Help

Bmac’s pooch, Kramer, has cancer of the lymph nodes.

He was first diagnosed 2 1/2 years ago, and Mr. and Mrs. Bmac opted for the chemo treatments for $3,000. That bought Kramer an amazing 30 more months. But now, the cancer has come out of remission and he needs chemotherapy, again.

Mr. and Mrs. Bmac are tapped out at the moment. He’s running a new business, and although it’s not in the red, it’s not making the big bucks, yet either.

Be patient, bmac, we went through the same thing with my husband’s business, when it was first launched, and we had four kids and one on the way at the time. We had to live off savings for awhile, and sell some property. The business ended up being successful, and continues to grow.

Anyhoo, if anyone would like to help out The bmacs, he’s set up a page on Fundable.org for donations. The goal is $2,500. So far $650 has been secured. The deadline is 10/09.

Please help the bmac’s buy some more time with their beloved pet.

UPDATE (9/20):

The amount secured has jumped to $940.

Please consider donating a few bucks, if you haven’t already.

UPDATE (9/26):

The amount secured is now $1510.

$990 to go.

So Sad…

Hat tip: Hubby, again

Just Noticed….

I don’t have any posts for the 24th yet.

Shoot.

I’ve been too busy to blog, today.

I can do this much, before I have to run off again: Every so often I like to share my search engine terms, because they can be funny. Here are a few from today, and yesterday:

Okay, the usual:

cute animals

fat rabbits

how to catch pet rabbits (boy, are they barking up the wrong tree!)

old ladies

cankles *sigh*

The expected:

nice deb

rage boy islamic

Frances Semler

Islamberg

John Smeaton

The Unusual:

Niblets definition (why not go straight to urban dictionary?)

crokinole tactic

Adrienne Barbeaux (I have no idea why).

how to finish a phone call (????!!!!)

That about covers it.

Holy Mackerel! 

Somebody just found me by googling:

bottle rockets being fired out of people

It’s true, we covered that, here….or I should say, Tushar covered that, here. 

Still Raining

Fourth consecutive day of rain.

I hear there was another car bombing (Hotair has the story), this time at a Scotland airport. I’d say more about that but….uh….I have to go play Monopoly Jr right now.

UPDATE: Other bloggers are linking to this post for UK Bombing updates….I’m so embarrassed….sorry for wasting your time. Go here and here, for more information.

Rain Rain, Go Away…

This is getting old; it’s our third day of rain.

Yesterday, I took my three youngest to an indoor park for about three hours. Today, the munchkin’s “to do list” is comprised of:

1. Toys R Us

2. Mall

Please God????

UPDATE: 

Q: What do kids do when they’re stuck     indoors all day?

A: They play dress up and make forts out of blankets. That’s what they do.

“News Of The Weird” Right In My Own Neighborhood!

We’ve all had to deal with “noisy neighbors” at some time or another, but how about noisy neighbors who blare a recording of pugnacious, fighting geese, on four speakers, every 10 minutes or so, all over the lake?

That would almost have to be a new one for most of you.

The sounds are meant to scare the geese off the guy’s back yard, where they leave huge messes of goose poop. But it’s not working, because, even as the sounds emanate from the speakers, I can see geese in his yard.

It’s apparently really ticking off the neighbors, though, who live in close proximity to it. They’re getting ready to send the offending party a registered letter of complaint, which all of the lake dwellers are being asked to sign.

To tell you the truth, I’ve never really noticed the sounds, myself, until my husband drew my attention to them. First of all, we live across the lake from it, so it’s not as loud for us, but I tend to block out unwelcome noises, anyway. Whether it’s jet-skis, an early morning weed whacker, dogs barking…whatever…(sounds that drive my husband nuts) I just tune out. Must be a by-product of having lots of kids.

My solution was to send the neighbors a recording of my kids fighting…Hey, that’s mine! Give it back! Let go! I’m telling mom! Stop it! MMMMMMOMMMMM!...and have them blare that on four speakers in their direction. (When they’re home).

See how they like it.

UPDATE:

Just talked to one of my neighbors.

Apparently, it’s not fighting geese on the recording. It’s distressed geese, being attacked by a fox. That’s even better.

Worst Roller Coaster Ride Evah

Wow. Do you think any of these people lost their lunch up there?

I would have. Hell, it would have been coming out both ends.

Yikes.

Fat, Stupid Pet Rabbit Runs Amuck

This rabbit has been sighted by neighborhood children. She stands out because she’s white with brown spots, unlike the gray bunnies we usually see. Also, she is very, very fat, and doesn’t run very fast. But she runs fast enough, because I’ve tried to catch her, and couldn’t.

You see, this fat, lumbering hulk is our pet rabbit. We’ve had her for about 2 1/2 months. At first she lived in a cage. We wanted to let her out and play with her. We really did. But she literally bit the hand that fed her, or tried to pet her. So she tended to stay in her cage most of the time.

We bought her a hutch, and put her outdoors, but she didn’t seem to like that either. She managed to knock her way out of it, and we found her hopping loose in the yard.

“Oh what the hell,” I said, “As long as she’s happy.”

We decided that as long as she stayed close to the house (and she was), we could put her in the hutch at night. This worked out fine for awhile. The cats left her alone, (they were intimidated by her, too). But one evening we couldn’t find her. She didn’t show up the next day either, or the next, or the next. Actually it’s been about a week and a half. I’ve searched our entire property for her, and found neither hide nor hare. I figured that a bunny as clueless and fat as Niblets probably made a tasty meal for a fox.

But today, she was sighted by some kids on their way to our house to play, galumphing on the side of the road.

After dinner, we decided to try to catch her, which can be tricky because she bites.

So that’s how I found my self chasing that #$@*& fat rabbit in the dark, this night, cutting through people’s yards, as family and neighbors looked on, and coming home empty handed, because the fat SOB squeezed under a fence, and I gave up the chase.

Fun times.

“Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life, son.”

2 1/2 Years For Libby

Pardon him, Mr. President. Pardon like the wind!

His poll numbers would actually go up, if he actually showed some cojones, on this one.

Don’t have my hopes up, though.

UPDATE:

Sandy Berger, meanwhile, still walks free, albeit with a sore wrist.

U.S. Citizens Taken Prisoner in Iran

Speaking of NRO, Did you know that Iran has been holding U.S. citizens hostage, and held in the brutal Evin Prison (the latest one snatched in March) in an open act of aggression against the “Great Satan”?

I did not know this.

The State Department is doing little or nothing about it. Apparently we don’t want to endanger any of this highly effective “diplomacy” currently underway concerning Iran’s Nuclear program.

Neato.

I also found this story about a Canadian photographer beaten to death in Iran for taking pictures of Elvin Prison.

I was looking for pictures of Elvin Prison.

I guess I won’t be finding any.

Alice Cooper - School’s Out For Summer

Help Me Jesus!

UPDATE:

The “5 second rule” has already been utilized twice in the kitchen.

This is going to be a long summer.