Monthly Archives: July 2008

Muslims and their dogs

That’s right, their dogs. Despite all this blather about unclean, impure, un-Koranic, etc., whatever.

Via Treppenwitz.

Taxing the rich

Thomas Sowell wonders if facts are obsolete in Democrat politics? Afterall, Baby Barry’s current popularity seems dependent on such old "change" mantras as raising capital gains taxes to make the privileged pay more so government can spend more. But teachers, nurses and mechanics are among the almost half of Americans whose 401K pension income programs depend on involve stocks, and they will take the hit along with the wealthy.

Tubin’ on the Gwadaloop

Except that I believe Scott used one of those plastic kayaks, instead of a big, black truck tire tube. Probably had a cooler, too. Just the thought. It’s been too long. I need to do that again.

Ambrosia salad

From the Rancho Roly Poly Recipe File:

1 13.5 oz can pineapple chunks, drained

1 cup flaked coconut

1 cup mini marshmellows

1 can (11 oz) mandarin oranges

1 cup sour cream

Mix pineapple & oranges, coconut, marshmellows, sour cream. Chill, at least 3 hours.

Yum

Inspiration by Miriam’s Ideas.

Living large, bro

Mr. Boy shocked me the other day when he high-fived a friend, which was normal enough, but then cut loose with "Living large, Bro," which is not. Great. We work to keep him away from MTV and assorted cultural trash and he finds and adopts this pimp-talk from Gangsta Rap. I can’t even link to a site with it because the stuff that goes with it is all F-words. I’m debating how to quash it. If he was a teenager, and it was rebellion, that would be simple. I’d just adopt it myself until he realized that it had lost its generational charm and stopped doing it. But at age eight? If I started spouting it, I think that would just encourage him. Cogitate, cogitate.

With friends like these…

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Oops. Somebody didn’t get the memo. Note the fireplace.

Via Doug Ross @ Journal.

UPDATE: The story inside the mag isn’t any nicer. It’s about time.

MORE:  Cobb sees in Baby Barry’s thin-skinned reaction a turning point in his campaign.

INDEED:  When BB went world touring, the New Yorker was kicked off the plane. Heh.

How appropriate

Turns out the United Nations building, also known as the home of the World Dictators Club, is sitting on a mound of rotting garbage.

Via NewsMax

UPDATE: How the club protects Comrade Bob. Mugabe, that is.