Category Archives: Scribbles

Recycled rhetoric

Say what, Baby Barry? Whose moment is it, anyway, and whose time, exactly? Uh, have the seas receded yet?

Service Nation

No Little Red Books or armbands are mentioned, but otherwise this proposed new Democrat public service shebang (which adopts some of Baby Barry’s rhetoric, piggybacks on a bill sponsored by notable loudmouth pol Charlie Rangel of New York, and whose bandwagon will be driven by that paragon of journalistic wheeze TIME magazine), certainly sounds fascistic, even communist.

It would, apparently, start out voluntary, but turn into an involuntary, no exceptions national draft for everyone 18 to 42. The really disturbing part is that the "service" they talk about, as an alternative to traditional military service, is never explained. There are no specifics at all. Guess they’d be getting to that part later. Uh, huh.

Via Instapundit.

Zugspitze weather station

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This thing fascinated me the first time I saw it at Creaky Pavillion, where it was art for a post on Warmism. No explanation there (which is not meant as a criticism, Tatyana), but there was a link to the Flickr account where it originated. There it was identified as the Zugspitze weather station, atop the Zugspitze, the highest spot in Germany, at a little under ten thousand feet. Looks like a defensive outpost of some kind in the Lord of the Rings, or else a flour sifter turned on its side. Can’t find an explanation for why it looks the way it does, but it certainly is cool. The peak in the distance has a Christian cross atop it, viewable in the image as posted at Flickr.

UPDATE:  Tatyana, at Creaky Pavillion, added this link to a larger photo of the station, which isn’t as dramatic looking, but gives a better idea of what it actually looks like. I’d still like to know what’s in there.

Oil below $125 a barrel

Now that’s very good news. Gas prices are sure to follow. Mac’s surely right. We have GWB to thank.

UPDATE: The next day the price climbed to $125.49 a barrel. Not bad at all. Then it closed out the week at $123.89. We’ll take it.

Edwards bumper stickers

For those now considering how to get their Edwards campaign stickers off their cars–in lieu of being identified as one of the suckers who bought the bouffant one’s holier-than-thou routine while cheating on his cancer-stricken wife–try old-fashioned peeling, starting at one corner. A liberal (so to speak) spraying of WD-40 on what’s left, followed by a good wipe or two, should do the trick. As for Baby Barry’s problem, with Edwards being on his VP short list, well

Sex in public

Why do people have sex in public places? Because it’s titillating and they can–unless they’re in Dubai. That’s why the practice is a staple of the porn sites. I admit to a tryst in a canoe under Washington D.C.’s Fourteenth Street Bridge at rush hour many years ago. I never was able to make my goal, however, of an airliner’s lavatory at cruise altitude. I’m too old and slow and creaky for it now.

Via Instapundit.

Wrap rage solution?

I’m not sure this tool is much better than using a box cutter (which is cheaper) or even a pair of stout scissors. But it’s an option. I have noticed that the clam shell wrapping has become somewhat easier to open, on some packages at least, by getting your thumbnail between the seams and prying it apart. Presumably it’s the manufacturers who are making it easier to do that.

Via Instapundit.