Category Archives: Mr. Boy

Moving on…

…to marble bathroom counter tops and drop-in porcelain sinks. Which includes getting rid of the wall mirrors above the existing fiberglass tops and sinks. When that’s done, in a week or so, we’ll start painting the bathrooms sunshine yellow and hanging six-panel natural pine doors.

So far at the mini-rancho we’ve replaced the microwave, the dishwasher, the electric range, the AC system, and tiled the bathroom floors. Future work includes a new hot water heater to head off a potential flood from an old, leaking one. We bought the place “as-is” for a slight savings and it’s slowly becoming “as-was”.

On Friday we finally close on the sale of Rancho Roly Poly and get back some of the money we’ve spent. And say goodbye to the house we shared with Mrs Charm for twelve years and where Mr. Boy grew up.

12th Imam on the brink

No, not the 12th Man of Texas A&M fame (where Mr. Boy is working this summer and taking two courses) but the mystical one involved with Shiite Armageddon and the imposition of Islamic law on the world.

Shooting down a U.S. Navy drone is a good way to start one…

Via FoxNews

 

Huckleberry Finn

Saw an ad the other day for Hillsdale College seeking $100 plus donations by offering DVDs of its course on Mark Twain (another of which I took more than fifty years ago at Maryland) with the pitch that his Huckleberry Finn is banned by many American high schools. And more than a few colleges and universities, I imagine.

Because it has the word nigger in it. And a slave character who seems to be taking his slavery in stride. Though Huck is overtly opposed to slavery and racism.

Eleven years later and it’s still banned, eleven years after, that is, I read old Huckleberry to Mr. Boy (then eight years old) who enjoyed it immensely. Primarily, I suspect, because of Huckleberry’s disdain for school and the pc of his own day. The 20th century’s Holden Caulfield is a poor substitute.

Fortunately Huck is not out of print yet (if it’s not censored—sometimes called condensed—as many editions are) and you could enjoy it for yourself.

Chores

Sent Mr. Boy his Eastertime chocolate bunny and one for his girlfriend. Got tread milling done for another day. Cleaned out the litter box. Soon off to the lawyer for changes to my will. Thence to UPS to return some clothes for Bar that don’t fit. Finally to H.E.B. for food.

Then nap time!

UT Scammer

So, UT’s tennis coach was scamming applicants into UT-Austin for big money bribes. Now we know why some legitimate kids can’t get into UT. There’s too many ersatz tennis players in line ahead of them. Go down, Moses.

GHW Bush buried at Texas A&M

That was yesterday afternoon, after ceremonies in Houston, while Mr. B. was still having exams. Doubt he would have gone but he’d have hardly been able to miss some of the spectacle.

The George H.W. Bush Presidential Library is on the campus. He is buried in a special plot behind it with his wife and young daughter.

Union Pacific also got into the act, its Locomotive 4141  carrying Bush from Spring (near Houston) 70 miles to College Station, in a special car that allowed viewing of the casket. The family was aboard special passenger cars and attended the private burial.

Via Daily Caller & FoxNews

Aggie’s astound

Mr. Boy, home from Texas A&M for Thanksgiving, and I watched the end of the seven overtime periods against LSU in which an improving Aggie QB finished it 74-72.

What a thrilla’ In a game the bookies expected A&M to lose. Not that the rest of the Ags weren’t competent as all get-out but San Antonio native QB Kellen Mond just kept improving, throwing one strike after another until he threw the winning two-point conversion.

Thank goodness he’s a sophomore. Plenty of chances ahead for Aggieland to make big noise once again in the SEC. Gig Em!