Saturday, July 27, 2019


I don't know if I've posted this before, but it makes me giggle.

Friday, July 26, 2019

The joy of old motorcycles

Heard a whine from the area of the fuel pump yesterday morning.  The noise had stopped by the time I got home.  I'm either dealing with a little bit of particulate in the fuel, which would cause a whine, or I'm dealing with a faulty fuel pressure regulator.

Got a service manual ordered, it'll be here sometime next week.  Until then, not much I can do except keep listening for the problem if it pops up again.

The more I get into motorcycles, the more I learn how to tear them apart and put them back together.  Speaking of that, I still have to order the oil for the maintenance. 

I'm going to be busy for a while.

OK, seriously, enough with the fireworks

The house was surrounded with people shooting off more fireworks last night.  It must be nice to not have a fucking job, so you can launch explosives into the air for hours and hours.  But where you get the money for those fireworks I don't know, with the no-job thing and all.

If I thought I could get eight hours of sleep in jail, I would cheerfully throttle the next fucking turd to so much as lights a firecracker.

Thursday, July 25, 2019

Can we be done with the fireworks please?

So, Utah has a state holiday, Pioneer Day.  It commemorates the first time the Mormon pioneers arrived at Salt Lake City.  Hell, all of downtown was shut off for the parades and the marathon and the celebrations.  Made getting to work yesterday a cast-iron bitch, but that's a different topic.

Utah loves their fireworks.  Fourth of July, there were private fireworks displays that went on from 1800 to Oh-Dark-Thirty.  But, I normally have he 5th of July to recover, so I really don't care if I lose some sleep.

But I don't get to recover from Pioneer Day.  Hell, I don't even get Pioneer Day off, as it's a state holiday and I'm not a state employee.  So when folks want to shoot off fireworks until after midnight, that makes Dave a sleep-deprived grumpy old man.

I need more coffee.

Are the celebrations done yet?  Can we put the fireworks away until New Year's Eve?

We've had so many damn fireworks going off that the dog doesn't even flinch at them any more.

Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Interrogative, Over!

Robert Mueller says he's not familiar with Fusion GPS.

Fusion GPS is the company that produced the Steele dossier, which is the ENTIRE FUCKING BASIS FOR THE MUELLER INVESTIGATION TO BEGIN WITH, and Robert Mueller the Turd isn't familiar with them?

He's either senile, incompetent, or lying his ass off.  Possibly all three at once.

Tuesday, July 23, 2019

I'm reminded of this George Orwell quote

As I read this article about how the left justifies its violence.

These ideas aren’t merely the gibbering of angry radicals. They have deep roots in leftist academic theory. In 1969, for instance, the Norwegian founder of “peace and conflict studies,” Johan Galtung, published an oft-cited piece titled Violence, Peace, and Peace Research, dedicated to the topic of “structural violence.” “When one husband beats his wife there is a clear case of personal violence,” he offered by way of example. “But when one million husbands keep one million wives in ignorance, there is structural violence.”

Go read the whole thing, where the author traces the origins of the tangled thinking that oozes from the Left, like pus from an infected genital sore.

Oh, and the Orwell quote?

“There are some ideas so absurd that only an intellectual could believe them.”

Monday, July 22, 2019

Sunday, July 21, 2019

You would have to have a heart of stone not to laugh

Socialism in action!

What seems amazing to this writer is that even when faced with proof that a minimum wage hurts more employees than it helps its proponents still insist on it. They would rather fewer people work fewer jobs for more money than more people work more jobs for a base salary and the opportunity to promote through the ranks. 
It is the opposite of the compassion they advocate for. 
But Americans should be grateful for this small microcosm of socialism in the big pond of the presidential race.

Actions, meet consequences.