"Mr. Rogers...Follow Me..."
Check out this latest crap that the latest so called "professional" TSA agents at an airport are responsible for..."
A Detroit father said agents with the Transportation Security Administration singled out his special-needs son for a pat-down while the family was headed to Disney World, MyFoxDetroit.com reported, an incident that the TSA admitted was a “case of bad judgment.”
David Mandy said agents at Detroit Metro Airport took his son Drew, 29, and asked him about the padding underneath his pants, which turned out to be adult diapers. Drew, who is severely mentally disabled, had trouble understanding the agents’ orders because his family said he has the mental capacity of a 2-year-old.\
When the father tried to intervene and explain Drew’s disability, he said the two agents said, “Please, sir, we know what we’re doing.”
The agents confiscated a six-inch plastic hammer, something Drew had carried with him for 20 years for comfort. Agents called it a security threat, his father said, adding that they tapped the wall with it and said, “See, it’s hard. It could be used as a weapon.”
I swear I'm at risk of getting myself locked up at an airport before it's all over with if they keep going like this...
Is it just me?
Saturday, June 11, 2011
The "Wussification" Of America
Excuse Me While I Stick My Finger In A Light Socket...
I swear that we can't legislate away Darwin's theory of "Survival of the Fittest"...
But our 'Gumment' Schrools keep on trying any way...
Check out this story where a couple of high school brothers were setting record time runs around the track when the idiots what be in charge stopped the race with one lap left because their "lightening detectors went off...
Talk about being stopped in your tracks ...
Joe Rosa, one of the top high school distance runners in the country, appeared to be on his way to breaking the New Jersey state record in the 3,200-meter run with a time worthy of being on the all-time national list when he was literally forced off the track by meet officials with one lap to go due to weather concerns.
Andrew Mills/The Star-Ledger
Meet officials force Joe Rosa off the track due to weather concerns. Rosa had one lap left of what appeared to be a record-breaking run in the 3,200.
Officials with the New Jersey Interscholastic State Athletic Association halted the eight-lap race as Rosa was preparing for his final lap, because lightning had been detected in the area. The meet was being held in Old Bridge, N.J.
NJSIAA officials made it clear: Rules dictate all events are halted and the competitors and fans must immediately leave the area if lightning is detected.
They would have had to pry mybeer Coke out of my hand and arrested me twenty years ago to get me to leave the facility with one lap left in a race.
Today...maybe not so much...
...because I'm too old and tired of arguing with morons to give much of a damn any more...
...but still...
I swear that we can't legislate away Darwin's theory of "Survival of the Fittest"...
But our 'Gumment' Schrools keep on trying any way...
Check out this story where a couple of high school brothers were setting record time runs around the track when the idiots what be in charge stopped the race with one lap left because their "lightening detectors went off...
Talk about being stopped in your tracks ...
Joe Rosa, one of the top high school distance runners in the country, appeared to be on his way to breaking the New Jersey state record in the 3,200-meter run with a time worthy of being on the all-time national list when he was literally forced off the track by meet officials with one lap to go due to weather concerns.
Andrew Mills/The Star-Ledger
Meet officials force Joe Rosa off the track due to weather concerns. Rosa had one lap left of what appeared to be a record-breaking run in the 3,200.
Officials with the New Jersey Interscholastic State Athletic Association halted the eight-lap race as Rosa was preparing for his final lap, because lightning had been detected in the area. The meet was being held in Old Bridge, N.J.
NJSIAA officials made it clear: Rules dictate all events are halted and the competitors and fans must immediately leave the area if lightning is detected.
They would have had to pry my
Today...maybe not so much...
...because I'm too old and tired of arguing with morons to give much of a damn any more...
...but still...
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Not Much Going On Around Here
...At Least Not Worth Talking/Writing About...
I spent another three hours wrestling with homeowners insurance related issues yesterday--trying to get decent pricing coming even close to matching the ridiculous low ball number which the State Farm "insurance adjuster" has thrown at me over a month ago.
It's been all I can do to restrain myself from grabbing hold of the little sucker and doing some "adjusting" of my own on his head and arms.
I'm really tired of wasting my time on such a simple project as this--getting a hail storm damaged roof replaced.
I guess that the main result which has come out of this irritating convoluted process is a vivid reminder of how inane and inept sales people are that are forced to deal with the "public" on a day in day out basis.
I've spent tens of millions of dollars personally/professionally through the years doing complicated industrial design and construction projects and I'm here to tell you that 99% of the idiots which have shown up at my door or that I've talked to on the telephone about replacing a simple roof would be escorted out of my office or kicked off of my job site the second they opened their mouths to utter a broken incorrect sentence if they were trying to sell products/services in the industrial/commercial market.
Not to insult my regular and "drive-by" readers because I know that if you are here longer than five seconds each day that you are by and large of a intelligent conservative bent...
But still...in a "chicken and egg" kind of question...I have to ask this.
I don't know if it's that the people in the consumer sales profession just start out feckless and stupid to begin with...
...or if it's a matter of dealing with the public all day every day--a group (the public) in this country many of which are becoming dumber and dumber on an ongoing basis--which causes them (thesalesmen sales persons) to be and act that way (stupid).
"Stupid is as stupid does" to quote Forrest Gump...but is "Stupid also contagious?"
Any way, I'm pretty much annoyed as heck at the entire process and ready to bring it all to a conclusion shortly. To that end, I finally found a company yesterday and if they can do what they say and get the insurance company to agree with their price, they have the job.
They're the same people that put our next door neighbor's roof on over two weeks ago without any heartburn for Danny.
In other news, I couldn't care less about the Weiner's weiner photo story any more. I've seen the photos over on gawker.com and my philosophy of "if you've seen one prick you've basically seen them all" still applies.
The little bastard should just resign and slither on back home if his wife will let him and let the country and the world and the media get on with worrying about something that really matters in the big picture (no pun intended.)
It's still hotter than a blast furnace and dryer than the Sahara Desert around here in Eastern Tennessee. We're having to water the plants and the garden every day and now the front lawn is starting to dry up and needs to see a sprinkler out on it shortly if we don't get some rain.
Even the Turbo Pup has been sitting inside instead of lounging out on her spot on the deck after about 10 AM each day. You have to wear flip flops because even the pressure treated wood will burn the bottoms of your feet.
I could use about a week on St. Simons Island--where it's ten degrees cooler each day recently--right now to recharge my spirits, but that's pretty much out of the question right now due to funding considerations.
That said, I guess I'll go take a nap for a few hours so I can get up early and plant another load of Tomato and Pepper plants before the thermometer hits 80 degrees.
I trust that you will have a LOVELY day, and regards Y'all...
I spent another three hours wrestling with homeowners insurance related issues yesterday--trying to get decent pricing coming even close to matching the ridiculous low ball number which the State Farm "insurance adjuster" has thrown at me over a month ago.
It's been all I can do to restrain myself from grabbing hold of the little sucker and doing some "adjusting" of my own on his head and arms.
I'm really tired of wasting my time on such a simple project as this--getting a hail storm damaged roof replaced.
I guess that the main result which has come out of this irritating convoluted process is a vivid reminder of how inane and inept sales people are that are forced to deal with the "public" on a day in day out basis.
I've spent tens of millions of dollars personally/professionally through the years doing complicated industrial design and construction projects and I'm here to tell you that 99% of the idiots which have shown up at my door or that I've talked to on the telephone about replacing a simple roof would be escorted out of my office or kicked off of my job site the second they opened their mouths to utter a broken incorrect sentence if they were trying to sell products/services in the industrial/commercial market.
Not to insult my regular and "drive-by" readers because I know that if you are here longer than five seconds each day that you are by and large of a intelligent conservative bent...
But still...in a "chicken and egg" kind of question...I have to ask this.
I don't know if it's that the people in the consumer sales profession just start out feckless and stupid to begin with...
...or if it's a matter of dealing with the public all day every day--a group (the public) in this country many of which are becoming dumber and dumber on an ongoing basis--which causes them (the
"Stupid is as stupid does" to quote Forrest Gump...but is "Stupid also contagious?"
Any way, I'm pretty much annoyed as heck at the entire process and ready to bring it all to a conclusion shortly. To that end, I finally found a company yesterday and if they can do what they say and get the insurance company to agree with their price, they have the job.
They're the same people that put our next door neighbor's roof on over two weeks ago without any heartburn for Danny.
In other news, I couldn't care less about the Weiner's weiner photo story any more. I've seen the photos over on gawker.com and my philosophy of "if you've seen one prick you've basically seen them all" still applies.
The little bastard should just resign and slither on back home if his wife will let him and let the country and the world and the media get on with worrying about something that really matters in the big picture (no pun intended.)
It's still hotter than a blast furnace and dryer than the Sahara Desert around here in Eastern Tennessee. We're having to water the plants and the garden every day and now the front lawn is starting to dry up and needs to see a sprinkler out on it shortly if we don't get some rain.
Even the Turbo Pup has been sitting inside instead of lounging out on her spot on the deck after about 10 AM each day. You have to wear flip flops because even the pressure treated wood will burn the bottoms of your feet.
I could use about a week on St. Simons Island--where it's ten degrees cooler each day recently--right now to recharge my spirits, but that's pretty much out of the question right now due to funding considerations.
That said, I guess I'll go take a nap for a few hours so I can get up early and plant another load of Tomato and Pepper plants before the thermometer hits 80 degrees.
I trust that you will have a LOVELY day, and regards Y'all...
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
...And In Local News...
So I see where the University of By-God Tennessee allowed their so-called "Athletic Director"...some idiot named Mike Hamilton to resign yesterday.
Big Mike gets almost $1,400,000 just to go away after presiding over a string of miscues and miss-steps and hiring and firing of Coaches and recruiting of various and sundry gangster Negro's and White Boys which have made me laugh my ass off at the collective "Student Athletes" and the "Athlitic Programs" here in Knoxtown.
The good news is that I guess that you can't refer to me as a "Tennessee Athletic Supporter" or a "Jock Strap Sniffer In General" or any other term or phraseology generally directed in the direction of people that give a flying shit about sports these days.
At this point in my life, I admit that I really Really REALLY just don't give a damn.
After living through almost 35 years as a Georgia Tech Fan,
and almost 40 years as a Fan of the Braves after Ted Turner bought Channel 17 in Atlanta and put them on Cable TBS...
and living and dieing with Leeman Bennet's Atlanta Falcons featuring Steve Bartkowski and Alfred Jenkins in the mid/late 1970's...
This morning I can't tell you where the Atlanta Braves are in the standings right now.
I laugh my ass off at the fumbling of the current day Falcons franchise with Dog Fighting Quarterbacks and early post season exits during playoff games they should win...
I can't tell you who is where in the NBA playoffs...a sport that starts during the end of one baseball season and doesn't end interminably until the start of the following baseball season...
and the world cup and soccer and polo and Lacrosse and golf and...
AHHHHH...
you can have it all as far as I'm concerned...I just don't have enough of a Damn to give anymore for inane stuff like that in this day in time.
Yet here in Knoxtown in Eastern Tennessee there are more Morons running around living and dieing on a daily basis worrying about "THE VOLS" and calling into Radio Talk Shows talking about "THE VOLS" and spending craploads of time and money worrying about reading about "THE VOLS" in the local newspaper...
when instead they should be worrying about our Country and our Economy and the wild eyed towel headed Islomofascist Jihadists that want to blow us all up.
And then there is this little prick Anthony Weiner who as of quitting time yesterday is still allowed to wander around the halls of the House of Representatives.
Seriously people...
Do we really want little shit heads like this pompous, egotistical liar with a bad case of "little man syndrome" working for us in Washington DC?
Even if you are dumb enough to live in NY City?
(Taking a big breath here boss...)
OK...as you can tell I'm in a quite pissy mood this evening, so I believe that I'll just go now and say "au revoir" Y'all
Monday, June 06, 2011
The Turbo Pup Sends Greetings From Her Pool...
"Come On In...The Water's Great"
That's one fine little dog I got there...don't you agree?
That's one fine little dog I got there...don't you agree?
Sunday, June 05, 2011
My Butt Is So Huge I Break Beds and Chairs
King Kong And I Should Hang Out Together...
So I wrote a really nice posting about the passing of James Arness on Friday. Then for some reason due some combination of Blogger software screw ups and Internet crap the whole thing disappeared before I could post it all, and I was too lazy to try to re-write it.
Then Saturday I managed--low...I ASPIRED-- TO JUST sit around doing virtually nothing all day if you don't count fiddling around on the computer doing some CAD work and working on some PLC software modifications.
The Turbo Pup and Pat and I did manage to wander out in the back yard and pick up a few hours of sunburn on the deck and in the pool.
So any way--back to my posting title--I have these three giant fake leather Office Depot/Staples office chairs sitting around the property, and apparently my giant 250 pound ASS has destroyed all three of them because they spend all of their time slowly sinking down to the lowest height setting and threatening to tip over and spill me and my cocktail into the floor at any given moment.
And these stupid plastic/Plexiglas "chair mats" they sell you are disintegrating in a awful fast manner under the chairs as they collapse under the weight of my blubber.
While I'm at it, Pat was asking why my side of our fancy expensive pillow top "KING SIZED" mattress was all lumpy and bumpy and screwed up, and my answer was?
MY GIANT HEAVY ASS broke IT , DAMMIT!
It totally sucks when just existing in the world wears people and things out at the rate I apparently erode my surroundings.
Is it just me?
So I wrote a really nice posting about the passing of James Arness on Friday. Then for some reason due some combination of Blogger software screw ups and Internet crap the whole thing disappeared before I could post it all, and I was too lazy to try to re-write it.
Then Saturday I managed--low...I ASPIRED-- TO JUST sit around doing virtually nothing all day if you don't count fiddling around on the computer doing some CAD work and working on some PLC software modifications.
The Turbo Pup and Pat and I did manage to wander out in the back yard and pick up a few hours of sunburn on the deck and in the pool.
So any way--back to my posting title--I have these three giant fake leather Office Depot/Staples office chairs sitting around the property, and apparently my giant 250 pound ASS has destroyed all three of them because they spend all of their time slowly sinking down to the lowest height setting and threatening to tip over and spill me and my cocktail into the floor at any given moment.
And these stupid plastic/Plexiglas "chair mats" they sell you are disintegrating in a awful fast manner under the chairs as they collapse under the weight of my blubber.
While I'm at it, Pat was asking why my side of our fancy expensive pillow top "KING SIZED" mattress was all lumpy and bumpy and screwed up, and my answer was?
MY GIANT HEAVY ASS broke IT , DAMMIT!
It totally sucks when just existing in the world wears people and things out at the rate I apparently erode my surroundings.
Is it just me?
