Drunken Wisdom

Heavy drinkers outlive nondrinkers, study finds

 (Reminder: Insert picture of Dr. Evil with underwear on this head here)

Via Blabbermouth, The Sword is now streaming their new album, in its entirety, on their Myspace page. I’m only five songs into it, but I’m already excited about the album’s release… sounds like it is going to be another great one!

When trimming your eyebrows, it’s best to keep your eye closed.

 Man arrested at Mexico City airport with 18 tiny endangered monkeys stuffed inside girdle

A few of us are planning a little get together, a reunion of 2nd LAI/LAR, Bco, in Vegas. Emails and comments back and forth have been entertaining, with my favorite quote, so far, being, “The good news is my wife works at the jail. No problems there!!!”

This should be a blast…

I loves me some Hamburger Helper. Quick, easy, and tasty. I usually add minced garlic and habarneros or jalapenos while I’m browning the burger, and a handful of Mexican cheese when it’s finished, and meals for the next three lunches are done. Well… I did love me some Hamburger Helper. I believe I am done.

An experiment. Take one container, which had recently contained Dos H’s Crunchy Taco meal, (do not rinse) and seal said container, forgetting it for two days. On second day, open and stand back. Do you recognize that scent assaulting you? Yes, that’s right… cat piss. Freakin’ CAT. PISS…

A Hestonian epiphany… “Crunchy Taco is made out of cat piss!” I’d sooner eat soylent green. That is, as long as I can be assured that my exophagous beliefs wouldn’t be violated. I like my family, but I don’t think I’d LIKE my family. And there would be some nutritional value in the green wafers. What benefit is there in cat urine? I can think of none…

Looking at the cupboard, I guess there’s no need to be too hasty. There are a couple boxes more. I think I’ll try some Double Cheesy Quesadilla, and see if this does the same thing…

Today my AVG anti-virus has been whining about “a bin file is missing”.  Apparently it’s related to a recent anti-virus update. Anyhow, just follow the instructions here:

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080816144539AAYObI0

…and you’ll be back in business.

LeeAnn moved. Just wanted to let ya know so ya’ll can update your links, your bookmarks and apparently, in some cases…errr…your tattoos.

…because he didn’t go far enough?!

“Progressive activists who helped elect Barack Obama president complained on Monday that the administration and congressional Democrats have been too timid and too willing to compromise.”

There’s also a tidbit in there about how the last year’s stimulus package was “inadequate at $787 billion”. Inadequate. Well, I’ve given a great deal of thought to the issues discussed in this news article and I’ve come to the inescapable conclusion that progressive activists are fucking morons.

(T1G, sorry for the language.)

Many, many memories of Dio’s music, both as vocalist for Rainbow and Sabbath, and as a solo artist. Ronnie James Dio passed away today.

My sister just turned 40 yesterday. I got to talk to her for quite a while, and came away from that phone call chuckling.

40 has always seemed a big deal to me. When I was home last fall, my brother and I were talking, and I found that he had many of the same thoughts as I did. And, after talking with her yesterday, my sister, too.

My pa was killed when he was 40. Somewhere, somehow, my brother and I came to believe that when we hit forty, we were dead. Not in a fatalist’s way… just a matter-of-factly way.

Forty, no where near old. Just dead. Where the hell does a body come up with this stuff?

Okay… it’s not new, but it IS still pretty funny. Hope all of you ladies have a great day!

Back in the late 90’s, I was introduced to the music of Sleep. I remember thinking that it was “okay”… maybe. Not too impressed.

In the past couple of weeks, I happened to come upon some of their tunes, and now it has grabbed hold of me. I freakin’ love this stuff. Funny thing is, I can’t figure out what I didn’t like about them when I first heard them…. I’ve loved this type of music forever.

Just got back from my grocery store. Still laughing to myself…

I usually hit the grocer early Saturday or Sunday morning, before many others can get out there and piss me off. I’ve been doing this, hitting the same store, for over 2 1/2 years, now. It’s ingrained, and I usually am not thinking about groceries, but other concerns when I’m shopping. As I did today.

I only made it down a couple of aisles, and I began to feel very disoriented, almost dizzy. Nothing seemed to be where it should be, even though I had no problems finding my regular supplies. By the time I made it down the third aisle, I was very confused. The aisle started out right, but at the end, where there should have been the assorted Helper meals, there was apple sauce. WTF??? That’s where I ran into one of the employees…

Turns out that they were in the middle of reorganizing all of the aisles.

I hadn’t been that disoriented since Corporal Langle smashed me upside the grape with a pugil stick, breaking my helmet and sending me into next week.

Change IS good, but not in your grocer’s aisles…

Had a creepy dream last night. It could possibly have been classified as a nightmare, but it wasn’t happening to me, and it was kinda funny, in a dark way… very dark.

Two doctors, one with his eyes and mouth sewn shut, head locked in place, and the other a sobbing maniac armed with a hammer and fencing staples. I can’t remember what all led up to it, but the part I remember is the crying guy pounding staples into Stitches’ head, screaming “you don’t understand my pain!”

I don’t know what it’s supposed to mean, if anything… but maybe it’s a sign that I should start writing more.

And maybe not…

Seriously, why the hell is The Who the halftime act for this year’s Super Bowl? Enough is enough, dammit.

As T1G posted here, a good and honorable man is running for office…and we all know how rare that breed is, don’t we? Well, today’s election day! For those of you who live in Chicago’s 41st district, please remember to get out and vote for Matt Burden, aka Blackfive, today.

And if you don’t live in that district, please help by spreading the word!

Official campaign website

Matt’s post announcing his candidacy

Army Master Sgt. C. J. Grisham has always led from the front, from combat that earned him the Bronze Star with V device, to doing right by the men he led. His honesty won him readership and respect, from the White House on down. Yet, when he stood up for his children in school, his command did not stand by him. You can read more at Military Times to get the full story.

Please donate via PayPal; or you can log into PayPal on your own, go to the send money page, and put in his email:

dj_chcknhawk AT yahoo DOT com

…or you can send donations directly to the following address:

Grisham Legal Fund
c/o Redstone Federal Credit Union
220 Wynn Drive
Huntsville, AL 35893
Please write “Grisham Legal Fund” in the memo line if you use this option.

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I know Halloween was last month but if you’d like to see something scary, check this out*. The problems we face today were not created by the current administration. The problems are, however, certainly being exacerbated by the current administration’s continued mistakes.

One other thing that I’d like to point out: I am sick and tired of the “we inherited this mess” excuse. That only works up to a point and we are well past that by now. I inherited my hearing loss from my father but that doesn’t mean that I blame my father every time I have to ask someone to repeat something. Trying to pass off responsibility like that is complete and utter horseshit. The hearing loss is now mine. I own it. It’s now up to me to deal with it. Likewise, America’s economic woes have their roots in previous administrations. Nonetheless, it’s high time our president started taking responsibility. I have no faith that he’ll actually do so but it sure would be nice, wouldn’t it?

* link via Grab The Apple