That’s right, their dogs. Despite all this blather about unclean, impure, un-Koranic, etc., whatever.
Via Treppenwitz.
That’s right, their dogs. Despite all this blather about unclean, impure, un-Koranic, etc., whatever.
Via Treppenwitz.
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.
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Tagged 401K pensions, capital gains taxes, Obama, Thomas Sowell
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.
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Tagged Guadalupe River, kayak, The Fat Guy, tubing
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.
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Tagged ambrosia salad, Miriam's Ideas
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.
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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.
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Tagged dictator's club, Turtle Bay landfill, U.N.