Category Archives: Scribbles

Solar power scam

“You too can generate energy with your solar system at night, all you need is an 850 million candlepower WWII era searchlight, now available for rent.”

Via Watts Up With That.

Our soon-to-be bankrupt government

Morally bankrupt? Sure, you could argument that. Some have for many years. But a new Treasury Department report (just in time for federal income tax due day), interpreted here by a University of Texas accounting professor, shows fiscal bankruptcy before 2080. Fortunately, that’s almost geologic time, in political terms. Except that our current crop of politicians hasn’t the guts to do anything about it.

Via Instapundit.

Smashwords

My indie short-story collection, Leaving the Alamo, Texas Stories After Vietnam, is now on Smashwords in multiple ebook formats, such as Stanza and Sony, at $2.95. Meanwhile, I’m shifting the paperback version from POD distributor Lulu to CreateSpace where it is suffering birthing pains at the moment. The print shift should mean more sales and a little bit more revenue, assuming my new marketing/advertising campaign keeps producing the orders that have been trickling in to the Lulu version for the past few weeks.

Episcopal Priest Barbie

RNS BARBIE PRIEST

Just in time for the decline of Christianity. Maybe even helping it along. This is one Barbie doll whose exaggerated bust, waist and hips will not draw feminist bombast. They aren’t visible. So can The Rev. Barbie (of Malibu, you know) save the Episcopal Church? The folks who joke they are “the frozen people”? The jury is out.

Via Instapundit.

Best bluebonnet route

Try the Hill Country. There are wide fields of them on both sides of the road on Texas 71, a dozen miles or so west from Oak Hill all the way to U.S. 281 north and again through Marble Falls and on to Burnet. Even more than down around Washington-on-the-Brazos.

Then from Burnet west on Texas 29 is good to Park Road 4 and turn left on the park road where crop around Inks Lake is glorious, a few feet high and marching right up to the edge of the road. Mixtures of bluebonnets, red indian paintbrush and the little yellow and pink jobs are somewhat rare on those routes, for some reason, but they can be found here and there.

Why the MFA is no longer a sure thing

“Do they, like, hand out a memo on your first day of your MFA program telling you that writing about alcoholic working-class men who cannot communicate with their sons/fathers/wives is the only way to convey Authenticity? Well, take it from the assistant: we never want to see another god*** book about an alcoholic working-class man who cannot communicate with his son/father/wife ever, ever again, particularly if that story is written by a 22-year-old white kid from Westchester County.” 

Oh, happy day, the MFAers have to do some real work for a change. Heh.

Heh

“[Henry] Waxman is the California Congressman who looks like a fruit bat and heads up the House Committee on Wealth Extraction and Job Disappearance.”

Via Instapundit.