Sunday, November 26, 2006

Stop Vegicide Now!!

Warning:  The Faint of heart may wish to turn away at this point because of graphic images of veggie brutality….

Not all is as it might seem in the Vegan world as evidenced by the following images of blatant veggicide.  

A Pepper on the chopping block:

Gutted alive:

Peppers, tomatoes, wheat, all chopped at their peak of freshness – just for the pizza of death…

When will someone put a stop to veggie abuse???

Next: Horrific veggie torture in the name of science.

Saturday, November 25, 2006


Turkey Day has come and gone. It was nice to see friends and family, after all that is what it is all about. All right, the food was pretty good too. My wife and daughter braved the day-after-Thanksgiving shopping crowds, whist son-in-law and I stayed home. We put our time to good use watching the Lord of The Rings trilogy while my son smoked some ribs. Our main purpose was to maintain law and order amongst the dogs. They brought the new grandpuppy over and the dogs formed a tenuous truce. Some barking and growling here and there but no blood has been spilled as of this writing.

If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is. Not sure what is happening today – maybe Mexican food and a movie or maybe an X-man marathon and pizza. Either way it is so nice having the kids here. Hell, it was just nice being away from “the grind” for a bit.

There are only three countries that celebrate Thanksgiving – we, the Brits, and Canada. We celebrate because it was the start of life in the US as we know it, the Brits celebrate because they got rid of us, and the Canadians were happy some king or another got over his cold . Everyone is happy. To all you poor bastards that had to work, my sympathy.

Bottom line, enjoy your family and friends while you can, eat well live well, and for god’s sake pass the cranberry sauce.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Happy Plymouth Rock Day

First, happy Thanksgiving if you celebrate, if not it’s just another week.  Sucks to be you now back to work! I am off and cooking.  

Speaking of cooking Eternally Curious started a new site where you can post recipes. Probably a little late to post any Thanksgiving stuff, but [insert December holiday of your choice] is just around the corner.  There are a ton of cooking sites on the web – note FoodCrazee. Visit his site for some great oriental food. While you are there, follow his links and you will find yourself on a culinary tour of the world.  Just another cool thing about the Blogsphere is the instantaneous world travel.  Can’t end without mentioning Jin’s site too – lots of BBOs (Beauteous Baked Objects). From political ravings to bodacious tatas (I am just here for the food), you can find it all in the blogsphere.  Go ahead, knock yourself out, don’t cost nuthin’!

Not sure how much Bloggage will occur over the long weekend, but I will have some happy snaps of the big holiday and will post them eventually. Whatever you celebrate holiday-wise the common thread is the family, and that is the most important element as well. So even if you aren’t an imperialist swine celebrating the beginning of the oppression of Native Americans, the devastation of virgin North American forests, and massacre of hundreds of innocent turkeys raised under horrible conditions call your mom and tell you are thinking about her.  

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Well Met, Old Friends...

The Goddess of Serendipity and the World’s Largest Fountain

If there was a Goddess of Serendipity it would have to be my fourth grade teacher. We have been writing back and forth for some time now, and got the opportunity to meet here in sunny Arizona. It was amazing to see her again, just as lively and gracious I as I remember her – still concerned with teaching, still remembering the students from all her classes and the teachers she worked beside. I was in love with her and crushed when she married someone else. In those days students didn’t have a chance with their teachers, unlike the schools of today where that line has been crossed several times.

It was a wonderful visit, her husband and I had quite a bit in common, I have long since forgiven him for stealing my love away. The pair has such energy such a love of life it was a joy to spend the afternoon with them. I hated to see it end, but Mrs. Phos and I were tuckered – of course my former teacher and her husband were going out dancing after we left. More power to them. This was possibly one of the best visits I have had, and hope the journey back here next year.

Oh, almost forgot, the world’s largest fountain – it was near the rooms my teacher and her husband rent. I feel the fountain is a tad arrogant considering we are in the desert and the city is constantly whining about lawn watering, but builders and developers runt he state so excess and avarice are the watchwords of our state – and now, after this past referendum, they have to be in English.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Phos and the Very Uneventful Day

Red Fish, Blue Fish, Old Fish, New Fish

Couldn’t stand the empty tank so Freddy’s successor Mac is now in residence. Fred was a blue fish, Mac is red but I don’t think it had anything to do with their politics.

Here’s a picture of a crappy plastic cat toy made in China. For some reason or another I can’t help but laugh every time I look at the goofy thing waving its paw. I swear it is the funniest thing I have ever seen and it never grows old. Ah, the simple pleasures.

Good news, the new Tom Waits album “Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers, and Bastards” comes out 21 November.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Quick Notes

A couple quick things, first Happy Veteran’s Day to all you folks that served. Please, don’t ever forget…

If you wonder what blogging is all about, and I have seen that question on another Blog, please check this out:Endless Love. It is a window into a different culture for some of us and that is what blogging is about – community and sharing of oneself.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

I can remember making the trip to Mulder’s Red Bell Market with my brother - a note from my mom authorizing us to buy her cigarettes tucked into my shirt pocket. It was just the times – you could walk a mile or so without fear of molestation or drive-bys and the store would sell cigs to you if you had a note. The only challenge was dodging the cars while crossing North Avenue – if you can dodge traffic, you can dodge a ball.

Mulder’s was a small family operation, not like the huge A&P on Burleigh. Everything including the aisles and the shopping carts were scaled down. The A&P might have had better prices and more selection, but it was a lot farther away. We didn’t know it, but Mulder’s was one of the rapidly vanishing neighborhood grocery stores.

My brother and I were attracted by the nickel candy and the incentive of six boxes of Milkduds for a quarter. They had quarts of Galaxy grape soda for eighty cents, a dime coke machine out front and a pay phone with phone numbers scrawled on the brick wall next to the phone. We spent a lot of time hanging around the store, stopping in after school to ruin our appetite before dinner.

The store was small, dimly lit, and smelled of spices. The floors creaked as we’d make our way back to Mr. Mulder’s meat counter. He did his own butchering - the hamburger was a fresh red braid of meat pouring from the grinder into cardboard container, then wrapped smartly in white paper. No carbon monoxide treated crap at this store.

Those days are gone, Red Bell markets are just a faded memory as are most of your small ma-pa kind of groceries. That store was a big part of our neighborhood as well as our childhood and though the market is long Mulder’s lives on in my heart.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

So Long Fred, It's Been Good To Know You...

Requiem for Freddy

There are many fish but this one was mine. His only responsibility was to help me relax by swimming in his tank, something Freddy excelled at. He was a fish among fish as far as I was concerned and I will miss him. He never asked for a thing, rescued from a tiny glass, I gave him his first proper home. He had a nice castle, weeds to lurk in and two squares a day.

I couldn’t pick him up, couldn’t hug him by he was always there for me at the front of his tank, waving his fins, and ok sometimes doing his little Beta threat posture, but I am sure it was in jest. I will miss that crazy fish.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

No Dangling Chads

Well, the votes are in – ours anyway. Thank the sprit of referendums future for coming up with mail in ballots. Unfortunately the crap on TV and in our mailboxes is still getting pretty intense. There are some nasty allegations and a strong misinformation campaigns being waged and no one seems to be stepping in and saying enough is enough. My senate choices, for instance, have been leveling serious allegations of tax evasion and links with fallen lobbyists at each other. I couldn’t in good conscience vote for either, so yes l>t, I pissed my vote away on a Libertarian. I think the Libertarians have the right idea, less government. I could really use a lot less government around 15 April each year.

I did cross party lines and vote for our current governor. She has done a pretty good job and has refused to air negative ads. That was any easy choice.

Well, whether you’re a horrid vote pissing cynic as I am, apparently, or an enlightened voter as some of the others in the blogsphere do vote, its not a privilege it is an obligation.