Today is this little son of a bitch’s birthday:

Last night I was reflecting on the fact that he-of-the-pint-in-face, Ciarán, is one of my oldest friends. I’ve known him since we were about 14 or 15, I think. As long as I’ve known him, I’ve pretty much consistently forgotten to wish him a happy birthday on his birthday. I’ll remember a day before, or a day after, but even though his birthday is the same day as my sister’s (happy birthday to her, too!) I never get it right.

So, here it is, ON TIME:

Dear Me,
Thank You for your email. However I regret to inform you its not my fault. Please feel free to call tech support at the following number and I’m sure they’ll resolve the issue swiftly. 1-800-NOT-LIKELY

Thank You and Have a blessed day.

Sincerely,
Pope Gregory XIII

I believe your calendar ate my Wednesday.

Verily, yesterday was Tuesday, and suddenly it is Thursday.

I’m also afraid I can’t really recall the occurrence of Monday prior.

Please cease your shenanigans immediately.

No love,
Me

Just a proof of life post… sorry I’ve been MIA. I got a new job, a pretty fantabulous job, but it’s eating up large chunks of my life right now.

Less-cryptic details to come. :)

My #1 favorite item at McDonalds is the breakfast sausage biscuit. I don’t even really like McD’s, but I sure do love those biscuits. I’ve never looked up the nutritional information on them, though, and I should have kept it that way:

Click here, if you dare.

The highlights: ONE sausage biscuit has 410 calories, 27 grams of fat - 10 of which are saturated, and 1040mg of sodium.

Holy. Crap.

I wonder if I could make a healthier home-made version? Hmm…

I’d heard about it before today, but hadn’t actually watched it. My reaction is kinda… meh.

I mean… well… duh. I’m not hearing anything new here. Wait - take that back - yes I am. I was under the impression Allah would reward fundamentalist Muslim men for keeping their wimmens in their place by whatever means necessary, so I guess this guy’s message is actually a step up. But maybe the “try not to leave a bruise” rule is only good enough for their wives.

Mike and I are finally getting off our collective ass to try our hand at whitetail hunting. Neither of us has been before, so this will be a learning experience.

We’ll be taking out the Savage 99 .243. This is currently non-negotiable, as we don’t have the ability to get our other rifles properly scoped at the moment, other than the 20″ AR. Just kidding! We got mounts for the Savage 99 .300. That is now the winner. I talked Mike out of hunting with the .223… Maybe someday, but I’m not really comfortable with it on our first time out.

Anyway, your mission: Share with us your sage hunting advice! Specific areas I’d like to hear about:
1) Where do you prefer to place your kill shots?
2) What level of field dressing/gutting do you do? What do you do once you get home? (Keep in mind we live in town, and rent, and share our carport with the other half of the duplex. Assume our neighbor isn’t down with turning the carport into a butcher shop.)
3) How do you age your meat? Have you ever aged in the fridge? Early season weather is supposed to be low to mid 60’s. We’d prefer to age by hanging in our enclosed storage area in the carport, but if it’s going to be too warm, we’ll have to do the fridge thing.
4) Do you do your own butchering, or take it somewhere?

Mike’s getting antsy to go zero in the rifle, so I better quit there. I look forward to your thoughts!

ARTICLE HERE

A quiet town in northeast Wisconsin was rocked by gunfire early Sunday after an off-duty sheriff’s deputy went on a shooting rampage and killed six people beforing [sic] being shot himself, officials said.

I hate having to “politicize” a tragedy, I really do. However, I learned after Virginia Tech that politicization is inevitable, so I can either make my case first, and make it best, or wait for the Brady Bunch to come forward with their heartstring-tugging pleas, begging Congress to stop deranged criminals by taking guns away from law-abiding citizens.

So, on that note, I’d just love to know what in the hell they think we’re supposed to do with this one. They’re for the police being armed - after all, we lowly citizens shouldn’t defend ourselves. We should rely on the police to save us each and every time, because the police are always there when you need them. (This is why Washington, D.C. has a 0% rape and murder rate… Didn’t you know?)

So, what now, Brady Bunch? Shall we take guns away from the police? Clearly, the actions of one sick individual demonstrate the need for everybody in the country to be disarmed, so… That’s how this logic works, right?

Or maybe, just maybe, the citizens of the United States have an inalienable right to self-defense. Maybe we can’t always trust the police. Maybe sometimes we have to defend ourselves from the police. Maybe the solution here is criminalizing criminal behavior, instead of hunks of metal, wood, and plastic. Maybe the solution to violent crime is empowering more citizens to fight back.

Or we could stage a Million Mom March. Productive, really.

Commentary: An Open Letter to Code Pink

By Richard Lund (10-02-07)

While the protest that you staged in front of my office on Wednesday, Sept. 26th, was an exercise of your constitutional rights, the messages that you left behind were insulting, untrue, and ultimately misdirected. Additionally, from the comments quoted in the Berkeley Daily Planet article, it is clear that you have no idea what it is that I do here. Given that I was unaware of your planned protest, I was unable to contest your claims in person, so I will therefore address them here.

*snip* Read the rest here.

But hey - what should we expect from an organization that considers this valid protest material:

Seriously - are these fruitloops embraced as valid members of that organization? Is that organization embraced as a valid face of the war protest movement in general? I fear the answer to both is a resounding “Yes,” either because the war protest movement needs whoever they can get, or because they celebrate “diversity” and everyone approaching peace from their own “angle.”

Pardon me if I don’t find “pussy” to be a valid or respectable bargaining chip. I must not be an enlightened, liberated woman.

Anyway, the above-linked Marine OSO didn’t take too kindly to their approach, and I don’t blame him. It would be nice if they at least learned the difference between a recruiter and an OSO before painting them with the same brush… There is a difference.

It’s also cute when they “support the troops, but not the war” — unless that particular troop happens to support the war, or that particular troop happens to be doing a job they don’t particularly like. In that case, fuck that troop, right?

Oh well, keep on being moonbatty, kids. And for the love of all that is good and holy, please keep up the withholding sex tactic — God help us if you reproduce.

Doc, what’s up with snooping?

*snip*

Debbie is a mom from Uxbridge who was in the examination room when the pediatrician asked her 5-year-old, “Does Daddy own a gun?”

When the little girl said yes, the doctor began grilling her and her mom about the number and type of guns, how they are stored, etc.

If the incident had ended there, it would have merely been annoying.

But when a friend in law enforcement let Debbie know that her doctor had filed a report with the police about her family’s (entirely legal) gun ownership, she got mad.

She also got a new doctor.

*snip*

That’s not all pediatricians are snooping about, either. See the linked article for more.

In Debbie’s case, I’d like to think I would have taken my child and walked out of the room right then and there. Then again, she probably would have been arrested on the spot for some conjured-up charge. Either that, or the pediatrician would have called in the SWAT team, who would probably cite Debbie’s refusal to answer questions as probable cause to kick down her front door and shoot her dog.

And, yet another hat tip is owed to War on Guns.