Do I Want To Be An "Old Spice" Man???
Heh...
Friday, July 02, 2010
Thursday, July 01, 2010
H1N1?
More Stupid Crap We're Encouraged To Forget About
Remember last fall?
you know...
Last Fall when the so called Media...
What I call the "lamestream media" was busy telling you that everyone over the age of 21 and under the age of 22 was going to DIE...
because of a world wide Pandemic called...
the H1N1 Virus...
Stupidshits idiots they all are...your local news writers and newspaper reporters as they tell you what the ASSociated Press tells them to tell you.
Fox News just ran a story where over 40% of the H1N1 virus vaccine was being destroyed because it had expired and the H1N1 virus never actually became the threat the media and more importantly...our government...was trying to tell you it was.
We're all surrounded by "useful idiots" Ladies and Gentlemen.
It's just that simple.
You can either be a "useful idiot", else be someone like me that knows the difference between sanity and insanity, and how to keep your body and your wallet out of the fray...
Remember last fall?
you know...
Last Fall when the so called Media...
What I call the "lamestream media" was busy telling you that everyone over the age of 21 and under the age of 22 was going to DIE...
because of a world wide Pandemic called...
the H1N1 Virus...
Stupid
Fox News just ran a story where over 40% of the H1N1 virus vaccine was being destroyed because it had expired and the H1N1 virus never actually became the threat the media and more importantly...our government...was trying to tell you it was.
We're all surrounded by "useful idiots" Ladies and Gentlemen.
It's just that simple.
You can either be a "useful idiot", else be someone like me that knows the difference between sanity and insanity, and how to keep your body and your wallet out of the fray...
Can You You Can Trust Your Car To The Man Who Wears The Star?
Not According To The Government F**k heads shit heads Minds Full Of Mush...
Check out what the idiots in the State Legislature out in Nevada...home of Dingy Harry Reid are up to:
A Nevada legislative subcommittee has agreed to seek a bill requiring auto shops to check the air pressure in customer vehicles.
State Sen. Mike Schneider, a Las Vegas Democrat, says it will increase highway safety, save gas and reduce air pollution.
The bill would be considered during the 2011 legislative session.
Not all lawmakers were for it.
Republican Assemblywoman Heidi Gansert of Reno said while checking air pressure in tires is a good idea, she opposed mandating tire checks, saying it comes down to personal responsibility.
These dumbasses want to run BP out of business, after 50 years of legislation that put "full serve" gas stations like this one out of business:
And then they have the gall to pass a law demanding that the boys and girls working in auto repair shops check my tire pressure under penalty of LAW.
Are they going to just fine the little pimple faced kid, or put him in JAIL for violating the mandate?
And who's going to enforce this action?
Are they going to have the police standing around in the local Midas Muffler and Precision Tune shops writing tickets and pointing tasers and guns at people that refuse to have their tire pressure checked?
Come to think of it, the last time I was up in New Jersey or Delaware...I forget because all of the lost brain cells...but some places up there it's still AGAINST THE LAW for you to pump your own gasoline into your own car.
I say that we all be A F R A I D...vewwy Afraid...of these elected shit heads...Ladies and Gentlemen.
And I wish that they'd spend some of my tax money and buy themselves a CLUE...
Check out what the idiots in the State Legislature out in Nevada...home of Dingy Harry Reid are up to:
A Nevada legislative subcommittee has agreed to seek a bill requiring auto shops to check the air pressure in customer vehicles.
State Sen. Mike Schneider, a Las Vegas Democrat, says it will increase highway safety, save gas and reduce air pollution.
The bill would be considered during the 2011 legislative session.
Not all lawmakers were for it.
Republican Assemblywoman Heidi Gansert of Reno said while checking air pressure in tires is a good idea, she opposed mandating tire checks, saying it comes down to personal responsibility.
These dumbasses want to run BP out of business, after 50 years of legislation that put "full serve" gas stations like this one out of business:
And then they have the gall to pass a law demanding that the boys and girls working in auto repair shops check my tire pressure under penalty of LAW.
Are they going to just fine the little pimple faced kid, or put him in JAIL for violating the mandate?
And who's going to enforce this action?
Are they going to have the police standing around in the local Midas Muffler and Precision Tune shops writing tickets and pointing tasers and guns at people that refuse to have their tire pressure checked?
Come to think of it, the last time I was up in New Jersey or Delaware...I forget because all of the lost brain cells...but some places up there it's still AGAINST THE LAW for you to pump your own gasoline into your own car.
I say that we all be A F R A I D...vewwy Afraid...of these elected shit heads...Ladies and Gentlemen.
And I wish that they'd spend some of my tax money and buy themselves a CLUE...
Capitalizing On The Oil Spill
"Mixing" Business With Pleasure
So we were out last evening wandering down to one of our local watering holes before hitting the Kroger 4th of July meat sale, and when we got to the restaurant the bar was full up to the rafters.
It pisses me off to attend any establishment when it's packed...especially on a mid week night.
We ended up standing up down by the service bar area which is no problem because we know most of the staff, and when the little girl tending bar asked for our order she already knew Pat wanted Pinot G and a small glass of ice on the side, and to me she said "Summer" or "Winter"?
Everybody around here knows that "Winter" for me is happy hour well bourbon and coke...double, tall, in a water glass with ice.
"Summer," likewise, is a Sea Breeze which, for the uninformed, is Vodka, Grapefruit, and Cranberry juice.
Again double, tall, in a water glass with lots of ice.
But for some reason, off the top of my head (and I'm not making this up) I said...
I want a "Gulf Breeze"....
"What?"
That would be Vodka, Grapefruit, Cranberry Juice, no ice...wait...with a shot of Kahlua...and...a little olive oil...floated on top.
(an oil slick...get it?????)
Brought the house down...I'm telling ya...
I made a mental note to write the idea down, and about eight hours later I still remembered it so here it is for your enjoyment.
And if you leave the Olive oil out I bet the drink would sell right now everywhere between Pascagoula and Pensacola.
Am I in the wrong business?
Wait...doing nothing most of the time isn't a business...so it just might be an improvement.
So we were out last evening wandering down to one of our local watering holes before hitting the Kroger 4th of July meat sale, and when we got to the restaurant the bar was full up to the rafters.
It pisses me off to attend any establishment when it's packed...especially on a mid week night.
We ended up standing up down by the service bar area which is no problem because we know most of the staff, and when the little girl tending bar asked for our order she already knew Pat wanted Pinot G and a small glass of ice on the side, and to me she said "Summer" or "Winter"?
Everybody around here knows that "Winter" for me is happy hour well bourbon and coke...double, tall, in a water glass with ice.
"Summer," likewise, is a Sea Breeze which, for the uninformed, is Vodka, Grapefruit, and Cranberry juice.
Again double, tall, in a water glass with lots of ice.
But for some reason, off the top of my head (and I'm not making this up) I said...
I want a "Gulf Breeze"....
"What?"
That would be Vodka, Grapefruit, Cranberry Juice, no ice...wait...with a shot of Kahlua...and...a little olive oil...floated on top.
(an oil slick...get it?????)
Brought the house down...I'm telling ya...
I made a mental note to write the idea down, and about eight hours later I still remembered it so here it is for your enjoyment.
And if you leave the Olive oil out I bet the drink would sell right now everywhere between Pascagoula and Pensacola.
Am I in the wrong business?
Wait...doing nothing most of the time isn't a business...so it just might be an improvement.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Silence
Better I'm Quiet Else I'd Write/Say Something Like This....
"Huhh he haa ho hu he hunght ee ah ah oh blughehehehehehehahght"
Maybe the Senate will call me to testify at the Supreme Court confirmation hearings.
Me uttering something like this would make more sense than the silly asenine stuff I've been hearing...in my considered Redneck opinion.
Is it just me?
"Huhh he haa ho hu he hunght ee ah ah oh blughehehehehehehahght"
Maybe the Senate will call me to testify at the Supreme Court confirmation hearings.
Me uttering something like this would make more sense than the silly asenine stuff I've been hearing...in my considered Redneck opinion.
Is it just me?
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Shuussshhhh....Be Veeewie Quiet...
I'm Hunting Wabbits Building PLC Panels
You get the picture.
So go read the news and find something stupid to mentally complain about until I can get back here and point some stuff out to you.
You get the picture.
So go read the news and find something stupid to mentally complain about until I can get back here and point some stuff out to you.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
New Week...New Attitude
Diagnosing My Own Insanity...
I think, after much introspect and consideration, that I've finally figured out what's wrong around here--at least with me.
I call it Beach Deficiency Syndrome (BDS for short.)
If there is such a thing, I'm pretty sure that I have a bad case of it (BDS) right now.
As a test of my theory, I went out and bought another 250 pounds of "play sand" at Home Depot yesterday and after weeding the Turbo Pup Beach I spread it out and raked it fairly smooth and the effect was immediate...but short lived.
I felt pretty good while working up another batch of Pizza dough and making a giant mostly meat "garbage" pizza.
Andouilli sausage, crab meat, ham, bacon, and pepperoni with sweet colored peppers, mushrooms, and Kalamata Olives thrown on top for good measure.
Diet Pizza...in other words (if you ignore the 3/4 pound of Mozzarella Cheese.)
Thinking about things, I realised that by this time last year on the calendar I had spent about three weeks wandering around Panama City and Mexico Beach, Florida...with two or three extra nights spent down on Cedar Key and another three or four nights on St. Simons Island, GA.
This year?
One measly trip to St. Simons for the Chili Cookoff--with ZERO pool or beach time due to the schedule--and a quick trip to Ft. Walton/Destin to visit my old Uncle John. On that trip I actually SAW the beach but didn't have time to go out and lay on it.
Seriously Ladies and Gentlemen, the chemistry of my body requires a certain minimum amount of time spent reclining in the salt air squinting at the sun else I become mentally and physically ill.
Sort of like a Vampire needing to sleep in a coffin in some old dirt from Transylvania I guess.
There's worse things to suffer from I guess.
I could want to spend time riding a subway in NY City or sitting around watching Soccer or Rugby games in Philadelphia or watching people dressed in Nun's habits throw pig blood on women wearing fur coats in San Francisco.
Or I could want to run around burning police cars and breaking shop windows in Vancouver at the G-20 Summit while the feckless police stand around and wag their fingers and threaten to issue me a ticket or something.
But nooooooooo, all I need to restore my equilibrium is a frozen drink or a cold beer and about 100 yards of sand and a turquoise body of water nearby.
Since the Turbo Pup compound is too small to encompass 100 years of sand (and I'm too old and tired to haul that much sand around), I've set my sights on the last week of July on the calendar and am planning a "therapeutic" session on the Gulf Coast--oil spill be damned.
In the mean time I'm going back to work...working my butt off to sell some more stuff and produce the stuff already sold and in the building, and maybe that will get me back to my normal cranky blogging self.
I'm going to go read some news and blogs now and see if I can work up a good head of steam sufficient to cause me to write a good rant in the next 24 hours.
Stay tuned to this channel, and Regards Y'all...
I think, after much introspect and consideration, that I've finally figured out what's wrong around here--at least with me.
I call it Beach Deficiency Syndrome (BDS for short.)
If there is such a thing, I'm pretty sure that I have a bad case of it (BDS) right now.
As a test of my theory, I went out and bought another 250 pounds of "play sand" at Home Depot yesterday and after weeding the Turbo Pup Beach I spread it out and raked it fairly smooth and the effect was immediate...but short lived.
I felt pretty good while working up another batch of Pizza dough and making a giant mostly meat "garbage" pizza.
Andouilli sausage, crab meat, ham, bacon, and pepperoni with sweet colored peppers, mushrooms, and Kalamata Olives thrown on top for good measure.
Diet Pizza...in other words (if you ignore the 3/4 pound of Mozzarella Cheese.)
Thinking about things, I realised that by this time last year on the calendar I had spent about three weeks wandering around Panama City and Mexico Beach, Florida...with two or three extra nights spent down on Cedar Key and another three or four nights on St. Simons Island, GA.
This year?
One measly trip to St. Simons for the Chili Cookoff--with ZERO pool or beach time due to the schedule--and a quick trip to Ft. Walton/Destin to visit my old Uncle John. On that trip I actually SAW the beach but didn't have time to go out and lay on it.
Seriously Ladies and Gentlemen, the chemistry of my body requires a certain minimum amount of time spent reclining in the salt air squinting at the sun else I become mentally and physically ill.
Sort of like a Vampire needing to sleep in a coffin in some old dirt from Transylvania I guess.
There's worse things to suffer from I guess.
I could want to spend time riding a subway in NY City or sitting around watching Soccer or Rugby games in Philadelphia or watching people dressed in Nun's habits throw pig blood on women wearing fur coats in San Francisco.
Or I could want to run around burning police cars and breaking shop windows in Vancouver at the G-20 Summit while the feckless police stand around and wag their fingers and threaten to issue me a ticket or something.
But nooooooooo, all I need to restore my equilibrium is a frozen drink or a cold beer and about 100 yards of sand and a turquoise body of water nearby.
Since the Turbo Pup compound is too small to encompass 100 years of sand (and I'm too old and tired to haul that much sand around), I've set my sights on the last week of July on the calendar and am planning a "therapeutic" session on the Gulf Coast--oil spill be damned.
In the mean time I'm going back to work...working my butt off to sell some more stuff and produce the stuff already sold and in the building, and maybe that will get me back to my normal cranky blogging self.
I'm going to go read some news and blogs now and see if I can work up a good head of steam sufficient to cause me to write a good rant in the next 24 hours.
Stay tuned to this channel, and Regards Y'all...
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Workin' On The RailRoad Doin' Nuthin' All Day
Professional Incompetence...
It's a dang good thing today's Saturday instead of a weekday, because I'm planning on doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING pretty much all day today.
OK...maybe I will do SOMETHING, but it will be fun or otherwise a task I choose and WANT to do.
Things like smoking cigars, sitting by the pool, reading the newspaper and cursing, stuff like that comes to mind.
And tickeling my little Turbo Pup's belly...I'll probably do some of that.
Otherwise, I'm pretty much going to be useless and proud of it.
Time to get busy I guess...Regards Y'all...
It's a dang good thing today's Saturday instead of a weekday, because I'm planning on doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING pretty much all day today.
OK...maybe I will do SOMETHING, but it will be fun or otherwise a task I choose and WANT to do.
Things like smoking cigars, sitting by the pool, reading the newspaper and cursing, stuff like that comes to mind.
And tickeling my little Turbo Pup's belly...I'll probably do some of that.
Otherwise, I'm pretty much going to be useless and proud of it.
Time to get busy I guess...Regards Y'all...
Friday, June 25, 2010
"Executive" Decisions
I'm The Emperor Of The Universe...
Just in case you haven't noticed from my earlier posting...I HAVE A CRAP ATTITUDE.
It's summer and everyone's apparently distracted and/or on vacation, so I've made an executive decision.
It's noon on Friday, I can't find anyone in their office to talk to, so I'm putting on some shorts, pouring myself a drink, grabbing a cigar and the crossword in the Newspaper, and taking the rest of the day off sitting on my deck.
Phone calls may be answered and e-mails might receive a terse response.
Best let me alone while I re-adjust and marinade my synapses in liquid hydrocarbons.
Just in case you haven't noticed from my earlier posting...I HAVE A CRAP ATTITUDE.
It's summer and everyone's apparently distracted and/or on vacation, so I've made an executive decision.
It's noon on Friday, I can't find anyone in their office to talk to, so I'm putting on some shorts, pouring myself a drink, grabbing a cigar and the crossword in the Newspaper, and taking the rest of the day off sitting on my deck.
Phone calls may be answered and e-mails might receive a terse response.
Best let me alone while I re-adjust and marinade my synapses in liquid hydrocarbons.
I'm Apparently Nice And Stupid
The Options Are Against The Law In Modern Times...
Dammit...I'm pretty much stuck giving 110%, yet catching crap from idiots around me with IQ's 20 or 30 points below mine living in nicer houses and explaining to me why my expectations are unrealistic.
Almost everybody else I'm dealing with right now is too busy lamenting the "economy" and "unemployment" and other senseless BS they see on TV, while at the same time taking vacation and working 9 to 5, spending money they don't have, waiting for the government bail-out and in the process delaying my production and progress.
I have to go now...the voices say I need to stay home and clean my Guns today...
Dammit...I'm pretty much stuck giving 110%, yet catching crap from idiots around me with IQ's 20 or 30 points below mine living in nicer houses and explaining to me why my expectations are unrealistic.
Almost everybody else I'm dealing with right now is too busy lamenting the "economy" and "unemployment" and other senseless BS they see on TV, while at the same time taking vacation and working 9 to 5, spending money they don't have, waiting for the government bail-out and in the process delaying my production and progress.
I have to go now...the voices say I need to stay home and clean my Guns today...
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Busy = Boring Blogger
You Don't Want To Know What I'm Thinking....
I guess the summer doldrums have officially arrived here at the Turbo Pup Compound.
It's not like I don't have plenty of stuff to do, including some renovation work left over from last fall when the weather got too cool and sweaty to finish things like staining and polyurethaning a couple of new exterior wood doors.
And the never ending front porch renovation/concrete refinish project.
And two weed eaters and the lawn mower and the chicken repair projects.
And on and on and on and I'm just too dang tired to say anything new you haven't already heard about the stupidity going on in Washington DC on our behalf.
I don't even give a crap about World Cup Soccer.
Just call me a Neanderthal I guess.
Whatever...regards y'all...
I guess the summer doldrums have officially arrived here at the Turbo Pup Compound.
It's not like I don't have plenty of stuff to do, including some renovation work left over from last fall when the weather got too cool and sweaty to finish things like staining and polyurethaning a couple of new exterior wood doors.
And the never ending front porch renovation/concrete refinish project.
And two weed eaters and the lawn mower
And on and on and on and I'm just too dang tired to say anything new you haven't already heard about the stupidity going on in Washington DC on our behalf.
I don't even give a crap about World Cup Soccer.
Just call me a Neanderthal I guess.
Whatever...regards y'all...
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Things I Used To Do
And Don't Like Doing Any More...
Well, I'm pleased to report that I survived a day in Atlanta little less for the wear.
I was at my customer's office before 10 AM and was finished by 11:30 with an entire afternoon to kill.
I guess it's that I'm so old and set in my ways, combined with the fact that I lived in the city of Atlanta and its northern Cobb County suburbs from 1977 until 2003, that makes a visit something a good deal short of a trip to Disney World.
I got to do things like go through security at Hartsfield/Jackson International Airport before the return flight.
And I got panhandled on the MARTA train while watching a group of people which... while not panhandling...could be best described as a "Freak Show.".
And I took a Taxi...actually two taxis.
And find out that the "free WI-FI" at both Hard Rock Cafe and the downtown Hooters doesn't work (I went to Hooters because the girls at Hard Rock said they had free Internet.)
And that the Internet connection at the down town Starbucks works.
And that there's no Internet on Concourse C at Hartsfield during a three hour wait.
Other than that, it was pretty much just another trip supporting a long business day, and I'm glad to be back home to the Turbo Pup Compound on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River.
Well, I'm pleased to report that I survived a day in Atlanta little less for the wear.
I was at my customer's office before 10 AM and was finished by 11:30 with an entire afternoon to kill.
I guess it's that I'm so old and set in my ways, combined with the fact that I lived in the city of Atlanta and its northern Cobb County suburbs from 1977 until 2003, that makes a visit something a good deal short of a trip to Disney World.
I got to do things like go through security at Hartsfield/Jackson International Airport before the return flight.
And I got panhandled on the MARTA train while watching a group of people which... while not panhandling...could be best described as a "Freak Show.".
And I took a Taxi...actually two taxis.
And find out that the "free WI-FI" at both Hard Rock Cafe and the downtown Hooters doesn't work (I went to Hooters because the girls at Hard Rock said they had free Internet.)
And that the Internet connection at the down town Starbucks works.
And that there's no Internet on Concourse C at Hartsfield during a three hour wait.
Other than that, it was pretty much just another trip supporting a long business day, and I'm glad to be back home to the Turbo Pup Compound on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Out (From In Front) Of The Frying Pan
Into The Fire...
I was about to start moping around here this week because I was working myself out of paying endeavors and was stuck only with proposal work and puttering around cleaning up the basement and working on a couple of old Weed Eaters and a Lawn Mower I've been threatening to rebuild.
Then before 9 AM this morning I had an E-mail with a Purchase Order attached and a phone call with notice to proceed with the design and construction of a "New and Improved" PLC based control panel for a new plastics bottle customer down in Atlanta.
Further, they wanted me in their factory ASAP to talk about the project.
I scrambled around finishing four more Pneumatic Valve rebuilds and making plane reservations, and now as of early evening I've gone from virtually nothing to do over the next few weeks except work on my sun tan to boarding a Delta jet bound for Hartsfield at 7:20 AM tomorrow morning.
It will be a whirlwind day trip returning early tomorrow night, but I caution any of my Atlanta area friends and blog readers that if they feel a disturbance in "The Force" in the next 24 hours it will be my presence in the "Atlanta Metropolitan Area" for only the second time in 2010.
The locals should be sure and watch "Action News" at Eleven PM to ensure I made it out of town without incident.
Time to work on some paper work and get some normal sleep on a normal schedule I guess.
Regards y'all....
I was about to start moping around here this week because I was working myself out of paying endeavors and was stuck only with proposal work and puttering around cleaning up the basement and working on a couple of old Weed Eaters and a Lawn Mower I've been threatening to rebuild.
Then before 9 AM this morning I had an E-mail with a Purchase Order attached and a phone call with notice to proceed with the design and construction of a "New and Improved" PLC based control panel for a new plastics bottle customer down in Atlanta.
Further, they wanted me in their factory ASAP to talk about the project.
I scrambled around finishing four more Pneumatic Valve rebuilds and making plane reservations, and now as of early evening I've gone from virtually nothing to do over the next few weeks except work on my sun tan to boarding a Delta jet bound for Hartsfield at 7:20 AM tomorrow morning.
It will be a whirlwind day trip returning early tomorrow night, but I caution any of my Atlanta area friends and blog readers that if they feel a disturbance in "The Force" in the next 24 hours it will be my presence in the "Atlanta Metropolitan Area" for only the second time in 2010.
The locals should be sure and watch "Action News" at Eleven PM to ensure I made it out of town without incident.
Time to work on some paper work and get some normal sleep on a normal schedule I guess.
Regards y'all....
I'm A Cooking Fool
Looking For New Stuff To Burn In Butter And Salt...
Since Pat's gone back to work full time--telecommuting--I've pretty much taken over a bunch of stuff solo around here she did historically even though I was sitting around doing not much of anything all day.
While I still need to start paying more attention to the hardwood floors and some other cleaning chores, I've pretty much got the laundry down to a scheduled art and I've ramped up the cooking to about five days a week in an effort to bring some sanity to our budget issues--financial and caloric (affecting the waist line.)
For instance, last week I did German Roulauden (Beef) one night, Mexican another, and a couple of pretty decent meals I've since forgotten the exact menu of. Then Saturday I did ribs on the grill with home made Kansas City Style BBQ sauce and Sunday turned out yet another of my soon to be world famous Greek Pizzas.
I'm sort of in a rut in not having the energy to develop any new ideas because I've run out of ideas, so I'm going back through my 4" thick cooking notebook trying to remember stuff I've done once or twice four or five years ago and re-cook the classics.
Over a period of about a year back about 2005 I "cooked my way" around the Mediterranean, beginning in Spain, skipping France and moving on to Italy, through Germany, Greece and Turkey...jumped down to India working on some curried stuff, then back up across Northern Africa ending up in Morocco.
Some of the spices involved in getting authentic flavors in those Cusines are hard to find without ordering off the Internet and things can get a little costly in the process.
I have so many spices I loose them in the different cabinets and sometimes spend part of two days taking everything out, swearing a given spice isn't there, and then having to come back around looking again.
Any way, today is another "valve build day" but tonight I'm returning to my Germany tab in my notebook and cooking up some Wurst, portions of Chicken Schnitzel, and Sauerkraut for dinner.
Stop by about 6:30 if you're in the area and I'll set a couple of extra plates.
Since Pat's gone back to work full time--telecommuting--I've pretty much taken over a bunch of stuff solo around here she did historically even though I was sitting around doing not much of anything all day.
While I still need to start paying more attention to the hardwood floors and some other cleaning chores, I've pretty much got the laundry down to a scheduled art and I've ramped up the cooking to about five days a week in an effort to bring some sanity to our budget issues--financial and caloric (affecting the waist line.)
For instance, last week I did German Roulauden (Beef) one night, Mexican another, and a couple of pretty decent meals I've since forgotten the exact menu of. Then Saturday I did ribs on the grill with home made Kansas City Style BBQ sauce and Sunday turned out yet another of my soon to be world famous Greek Pizzas.
I'm sort of in a rut in not having the energy to develop any new ideas because I've run out of ideas, so I'm going back through my 4" thick cooking notebook trying to remember stuff I've done once or twice four or five years ago and re-cook the classics.
Over a period of about a year back about 2005 I "cooked my way" around the Mediterranean, beginning in Spain, skipping France and moving on to Italy, through Germany, Greece and Turkey...jumped down to India working on some curried stuff, then back up across Northern Africa ending up in Morocco.
Some of the spices involved in getting authentic flavors in those Cusines are hard to find without ordering off the Internet and things can get a little costly in the process.
I have so many spices I loose them in the different cabinets and sometimes spend part of two days taking everything out, swearing a given spice isn't there, and then having to come back around looking again.
Any way, today is another "valve build day" but tonight I'm returning to my Germany tab in my notebook and cooking up some Wurst, portions of Chicken Schnitzel, and Sauerkraut for dinner.
Stop by about 6:30 if you're in the area and I'll set a couple of extra plates.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
More Government "Green Energy" Crap
If You Want Something Screwed Up...Hire The Government To Do It...
We've lived up here in Eastern Tennessee at the Turbo Pup Compound on the banks of the Mighty Tennessee River for twenty six months now.
Overall the experience has been quite good, and if I had arrived here when I was 25 or 30 years old I would definitely consider spending most of a lifetime living here in West Knoxtown.
As it is, it's just a matter of time and circumstance and more importantly...FUNDING...which will allow us to escape either back to our Little Island on the Georgia coast or now possibly back to the family farm in Lower Alabama.
That said, one interesting thing I've noticed after spending most of my life buying electricity from some unit of the Southern Company (specifically Alabama Power and Georgia Power), is how ridiculously expensive electricity is when you buy it from the country's only Federal Owned Utility...the Tennessee Valley Authority (TVA.)
Without doing the research, I'd guess that our electric rates are nearly 25% higher here on a KW and KWh basis than they were with the Southern Company, and every time we turn around there's some controversy--whether TVA is spilling power plant ash into a local river or cancelling a green energy program without notice and apparently good reason ---more on that in a minute
Now I'm not going to go into all of the details here because you can Google yourself to death looking at the TVA's history, but what basically started out as a "Jobs Program" here in rural Appalachia in the early 1930's under the guise of harnessing the power of the Tennessee and associated river systems has today morphed into a giant pseudo-megga Corporation which produces most of it's power using Coal, with a little Nuclear Energy tossed in for good measure.
While they have more hydro plants than coal/nukes, the reality is that coal and uranium/plutonium make many more light bulbs glow here than water does falling through a turbine.
So any way, the latest rage up here on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River has been a government financed "Green Energy" program called "Generation Partners."
The idea was that you could put in solar panels on your house or on top of an industrial or commercial building or even out in a piece of bare ground you owned and get financing based on the future income generated by making "clean energy."
The reality was that TVA was subsidizing owner's return on investment by paying a 12-cent-per-kilowatt-hour premium for any energy you generated and put back into their grid above the amount of electricity you actually used.
Without the artificial, taxpayer funded premium, none of the stuff worked or payed back...the power produced by solar here in Tennessee cost more to produce than the electricity you could buy from a Reactor or "pollution belching" coal fired plant.
Any way, an extensive cottage industry of companies has sprung up over the past couple of years here supporting the program and earning a living for hundreds if not thousands of people dedicated to supplying components and even pre-designed systems of stuff which when put together would let a homeowner make electricity on their roof or in their back yard, and allowing XYZ company to cover their flat roof with panels and get the Federal/State tax credits and earn a little money or at least reduce their normal TVA inflated electric bills.
Pretty cool, even if you're not an Owl Gore loving, tye died, patchuli stinking, sniveling, bed wetting, tree hugging eco greenie weenie...
Right?
All of that said , now guess what TVA did last week?
TVA put the program on HOLD.
Why, you might ask?
Because nobody was building solar panels and taking advantage of the "government tax incentives"?
NO...to quote the Knoxville News Sentinel:
TVA was halting the program because of excessive demand.
...
Ken Elder, owner of solar startup Soltility in Friendsville, said he learned of the freeze through an e-mail from another solar firm late Wednesday and received an e-mail notification Thursday from Nashville Electric Service. TVA did not issue formal information regarding the program until Friday.
"The folks that are working with me are just devastated because we are just really gearing up with potential customers," said Elder, who has been working as a consultant in the industry and is beginning to develop small commercial and residential projects on his own.
"TVA could do a lot of damage just studying this for six or eight weeks. Almost as bad as that, they could come back and say, 'We're going to re-implement the program, but it's not going to be at 12 cents per (kilowatt) hour, it's going to be 4 cents,' " Elder added.
Click on this link and go read the whole story if you're interested, but the bottom line here according to my considered Redneck opinion is this.
This is a perfect example of the mindless, useless, bureaucratic double talk by the Imperial By-God Federal Government of the United States of 'merica in general, and the Obamarama Administration in particular.
The government knows that Solar and Bio-mass and Wind and any of the other so-called "Green Energy" technologies out there won't work without subsidies, yet when they encourage people to go out and invest in their precious eco-friendly technologies--whether it's as an owner trying to get a loan to finance a project or it's a business owner starting a business to supply solar panels and windmills and pipes and technology to implement the systems--you can bet that you are at risk, EVERY SINGLE DAY, of having the rug jerked out from under your feet.
This current "suspension" of the Generation Partners program is indefinite but is supposed to only last for the next six or eight weeks, but in the mean time what are the businesses selling equipment, and owners of projects which were in the application/approval process going to do?
How many new start-up businesses can survive TWO MONTHS without selling anything?
How many customers are going to say "FORGET IT" and walk away from the inane process of permitting and loan/grant applications with the Government through the TVA just saying:
"Oops...we changed our mind...Excuse us."
There is no EXCUSE for crap like this, ladies and gentlemen.
And you probably won't be hearing about this latest example of government ineptitude on the national news, but I suspect that stuff like this is going on behind the scenes all over the country while at the same time President Obama and Pelosi and Reid are running around touting our need to ween ourselves off of the Arab oil tit.
Crap like this makes my head spin at near orbital rotational velocity, and if yours doesn't it should be and you better start paying a little more attention before going to the voting booth this fall and in 2012.
That will be all...for now...
We've lived up here in Eastern Tennessee at the Turbo Pup Compound on the banks of the Mighty Tennessee River for twenty six months now.
Overall the experience has been quite good, and if I had arrived here when I was 25 or 30 years old I would definitely consider spending most of a lifetime living here in West Knoxtown.
As it is, it's just a matter of time and circumstance and more importantly...FUNDING...which will allow us to escape either back to our Little Island on the Georgia coast or now possibly back to the family farm in Lower Alabama.
That said, one interesting thing I've noticed after spending most of my life buying electricity from some unit of the Southern Company (specifically Alabama Power and Georgia Power), is how ridiculously expensive electricity is when you buy it from the country's only Federal Owned Utility...the Tennessee Valley Authority (TVA.)
Without doing the research, I'd guess that our electric rates are nearly 25% higher here on a KW and KWh basis than they were with the Southern Company, and every time we turn around there's some controversy--whether TVA is spilling power plant ash into a local river or cancelling a green energy program without notice and apparently good reason ---more on that in a minute
Now I'm not going to go into all of the details here because you can Google yourself to death looking at the TVA's history, but what basically started out as a "Jobs Program" here in rural Appalachia in the early 1930's under the guise of harnessing the power of the Tennessee and associated river systems has today morphed into a giant pseudo-megga Corporation which produces most of it's power using Coal, with a little Nuclear Energy tossed in for good measure.
While they have more hydro plants than coal/nukes, the reality is that coal and uranium/plutonium make many more light bulbs glow here than water does falling through a turbine.
So any way, the latest rage up here on the Banks of the Mighty Tennessee River has been a government financed "Green Energy" program called "Generation Partners."
The idea was that you could put in solar panels on your house or on top of an industrial or commercial building or even out in a piece of bare ground you owned and get financing based on the future income generated by making "clean energy."
The reality was that TVA was subsidizing owner's return on investment by paying a 12-cent-per-kilowatt-hour premium for any energy you generated and put back into their grid above the amount of electricity you actually used.
Without the artificial, taxpayer funded premium, none of the stuff worked or payed back...the power produced by solar here in Tennessee cost more to produce than the electricity you could buy from a Reactor or "pollution belching" coal fired plant.
Any way, an extensive cottage industry of companies has sprung up over the past couple of years here supporting the program and earning a living for hundreds if not thousands of people dedicated to supplying components and even pre-designed systems of stuff which when put together would let a homeowner make electricity on their roof or in their back yard, and allowing XYZ company to cover their flat roof with panels and get the Federal/State tax credits and earn a little money or at least reduce their normal TVA inflated electric bills.
Pretty cool, even if you're not an Owl Gore loving, tye died, patchuli stinking, sniveling, bed wetting, tree hugging eco greenie weenie...
Right?
All of that said , now guess what TVA did last week?
TVA put the program on HOLD.
Why, you might ask?
Because nobody was building solar panels and taking advantage of the "government tax incentives"?
NO...to quote the Knoxville News Sentinel:
TVA was halting the program because of excessive demand.
Ken Elder, owner of solar startup Soltility in Friendsville, said he learned of the freeze through an e-mail from another solar firm late Wednesday and received an e-mail notification Thursday from Nashville Electric Service. TVA did not issue formal information regarding the program until Friday.
"The folks that are working with me are just devastated because we are just really gearing up with potential customers," said Elder, who has been working as a consultant in the industry and is beginning to develop small commercial and residential projects on his own.
"TVA could do a lot of damage just studying this for six or eight weeks. Almost as bad as that, they could come back and say, 'We're going to re-implement the program, but it's not going to be at 12 cents per (kilowatt) hour, it's going to be 4 cents,' " Elder added.
Click on this link and go read the whole story if you're interested, but the bottom line here according to my considered Redneck opinion is this.
This is a perfect example of the mindless, useless, bureaucratic double talk by the Imperial By-God Federal Government of the United States of 'merica in general, and the Obamarama Administration in particular.
The government knows that Solar and Bio-mass and Wind and any of the other so-called "Green Energy" technologies out there won't work without subsidies, yet when they encourage people to go out and invest in their precious eco-friendly technologies--whether it's as an owner trying to get a loan to finance a project or it's a business owner starting a business to supply solar panels and windmills and pipes and technology to implement the systems--you can bet that you are at risk, EVERY SINGLE DAY, of having the rug jerked out from under your feet.
This current "suspension" of the Generation Partners program is indefinite but is supposed to only last for the next six or eight weeks, but in the mean time what are the businesses selling equipment, and owners of projects which were in the application/approval process going to do?
How many new start-up businesses can survive TWO MONTHS without selling anything?
How many customers are going to say "FORGET IT" and walk away from the inane process of permitting and loan/grant applications with the Government through the TVA just saying:
"Oops...we changed our mind...Excuse us."
There is no EXCUSE for crap like this, ladies and gentlemen.
And you probably won't be hearing about this latest example of government ineptitude on the national news, but I suspect that stuff like this is going on behind the scenes all over the country while at the same time President Obama and Pelosi and Reid are running around touting our need to ween ourselves off of the Arab oil tit.
Crap like this makes my head spin at near orbital rotational velocity, and if yours doesn't it should be and you better start paying a little more attention before going to the voting booth this fall and in 2012.
That will be all...for now...
Friday, June 18, 2010
The Three Tenors Terrors
Funny, But Dangerously True...
(Watch You Tube take this video down...like the last one done by these people...because it might be "offensive")
(Watch You Tube take this video down...like the last one done by these people...because it might be "offensive")
Thursday, June 17, 2010
What The Heck Happened To Me?
I Think I Better Call Somebody A "Mental Health Professional"...
I was sitting around taking a break for a minute this evening, and something suddenly hit me.
I've put in about 30 work hours over the past three days.
I haven't done that in over two years.
I haven't done it regularly for over a decade.
I hope I'm not going to make it some sort of habit, or I'll be kicked out of the ASOPPABB (American Society of Professional Pirates And Beach Bum's) and be stripped of my Hawaiian Taxi Driver Shirts and knit Rasta hat with fake dreadlocks.
Maybe I shouldn't have said anything here on the blog, but chances are I won't pull off such a feat again in the near future so if the ASOPPABB officials come knocking I'll just say it was all boastful self aggrandizing.
Regards Y'all...
I was sitting around taking a break for a minute this evening, and something suddenly hit me.
I've put in about 30 work hours over the past three days.
I haven't done that in over two years.
I haven't done it regularly for over a decade.
I hope I'm not going to make it some sort of habit, or I'll be kicked out of the ASOPPABB (American Society of Professional Pirates And Beach Bum's) and be stripped of my Hawaiian Taxi Driver Shirts and knit Rasta hat with fake dreadlocks.
Maybe I shouldn't have said anything here on the blog, but chances are I won't pull off such a feat again in the near future so if the ASOPPABB officials come knocking I'll just say it was all boastful self aggrandizing.
Regards Y'all...
