Category Archives: Scribbles

Dieting miracle

Stolen off Facebook: “I figured out why I’m overweight! The shampoo I use in the shower that runs down my body says ‘for extra volume and body.’ So from now on I’m gonna start using ‘Dawn‘ dish soap. It says, ‘dissolves fat that is otherwise difficult to remove.'”

Grocery carts and fecal bacteria

Yech. I have always taken the carry basket, even when I had to struggle to haul everything in it. Now I have real incentive to skip the push cart.

Though, come to think of it, the carry basket handle could be as bad. So, either carry bacterial wipes when I go to H.E.B., or wash my hands after.

Grant won, but Stonewall got the Coke ad

Robert Moore, at Cenantua’s Blog has it: “The victor gets to write the history…” True, but in the case of the Civil War, he didn’t get the product endorsements or the residuals. Poor Uncle Billy Sherman. Jesus wept.

The Joooos did it! (Again)

“I am going to reveal a secret,” said the president of Yemen. “There is an operations room in Tel Aviv with the aim of destabilizing the Arab world. The operations room is in Tel Aviv and run by the White House.”

Those crafty Elders of Zion. Absolutely tireless. And you know they can lead Obamalot around by the nose. Heck, anyone can do that.

Mystery in Germany

Kosovo gunman yells “Allahu Akbar!”

Obama says motive mystifying.

(Hint: 80 percent of Kosovo is Muslim.)

UPDATE:  Mystery solved. Big surprise, right?

We can only hope the Pentagon finally learns something (you’d think the Fort Hood massacre might have given them a clue) and starts providing some meaningful security for the troops.

Wolf Mountain Scout Ranch

Drove Mr. Boy and two other Boy Scout pals out to Wolf Mountain last night for Troop 511’s participation in the annual district Camporee. They played word games most of the way out there where the forecast is for rain this morning.

Weather service shows it hasn’t rained there yet. They sure need it. The dust was incredible, billowing up from the cars snaking along the dirt trail into the ranch.

Then I got a $100 speeding ticket going home, for doing 76 in a 65. “Some kind of emergency?” the DPS trooper asked. “Uh, no sir.” I’ll go back early Sunday morning to pick them up—and watch the speedometer all the way.

Wisconsin public employees union protestor

Jeez Louise, I thought the cartoon was a joke. Joke was on me, obviously. As for the cops, why are they standing by? Hey, they’re also in a union.

More from Peggy Noonan on how these “little guys” are self-destructing.

Via Instapundit, who wants these unions illegal. Not much chance of that. That mickey’s been slipped.