Thursday, April 12, 2012

HEY OG!

You want sausage?  Email me.  wraithwulf@yahoo.com

There might just be a delivery in it for ya.

I'm all about the Clooney Rule

From PowerLine, who suggests a few rules Republicans could offer to amend the Buffet rule:

Or Republicans could offer an amendment incorporating the Clooney Rule, based on the fact that actors and actresses are such advocates of higher taxes: a new, 80% tax rate on all income in excess of $1 million earned by acting in any film or theatrical production.

Yep!  Sounds great to me!

Damn Skippy

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

YES!

OH HELL YES!  It's about damn time that someone from the Catholic Church finally remembered what the hell they're all about!

Cardinal Burke: “This is correct. It is not only a matter of what we call “material cooperation” in the sense that the employer by giving this insurance benefit is materially providing for the contraception but it is also “formal cooperation” because he is knowingly and deliberately doing this, making this available to people. There is no way to justify it. It is simply wrong.”

More, please!

When every choice you make is wrong

Then you may want to re-think your strategy.

Former General Services Administration administrator Martha Johnson missed a lavish Las Vegas conference for government employees because she was already committed to meetings in California at  Solyndra, according to testimony in an official government investigation.
Solyndra is the now-bankrupt green energy company that the Obama administration had provided with a $535 million loan through the stimulus.
The development, if true, dovetails together two embarrassing but otherwise unrelated episodes for the Obama administration.

According to the testimony transcript, in response to a question about Johnson,  Neely explained the need for  extra audio/visual expenses because Johnson couldn’t attend the conference.
“Martha was actually coming to the West Coast and we had invited her to participate, but the events that she was coming to the West Coast for; one was a meeting with Salindra [sic], who is down to the San Jose area,” Neely answered, although the transcript incorrectly spelled the Fremont, Calif.-based business.
GSA ended up forking over $3500 for the four assistant administrators to participate in a video-teleconference, according to Neely in the IG interview transcript.
ABC News was able to view a copy of the transcript, but it is not currently publicly available.
 Wow.  Talk about being made of Fail.  Too bad the Obama regime is so invested in their ideology that changing strategies isn't in the cards, eh?

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Monday, April 09, 2012

Cute nekkid chicks

And bacon.

WE HAVE A WINNAH!

Redneck

Got to hear a nice little argument that the neighbors were having on Saturday, the gist of which was "Fuck fuck fuck fucking fuck fucker fuck fuck fuck".  Or at least I think that was the gist, as that was the most common word screamed by the overweight woman in the red tank top who was smoking a cigarette, screaming at a guy and mowing the lawn simultaneously.  Ah, multi-tasking!  Ain't it great!

I don't know too many things that would classify someone as "redneck", but I'm pretty sure a profanity laced screaming fit outside while a Marlboro is dangling from your lips would do the trick.

Sunday, April 08, 2012

More from Handel's Messiah

Most everyone has heard the Hallelujah Chorus, but how many folks out there have heard the entire Messiah?  If you can plug into speakers or headphones for the next three tunes, do so.





He is risen!

He is truly risen!

More from the Messiah

Friday, April 06, 2012

*facepalm*

You know, I could go on about how Marion Barry is just another racist piece of shit, but really, why bother?  If a white politician had said that we need to rid of those dirty black shop-owners and replace them with white shop-owners, the MSM would be in full fury.  But Barry starts talking about those "dirty asian shops" and the response is what?

Fuck the MSM, and Marion Barry can go back to banging hookers and smoking crack in a hotel room.

Thursday, April 05, 2012

Electric Fail

From Popular Mechanics, via Insty:

Fully charged on a brisk March morning, the all-electric Mitsubishi i’s range meter estimated that the battery pack had enough energy to travel 56 miles. That’s plenty, I thought, for the several-stop route I planned to a neighboring town and back. But as I pulled out into traffic, I flicked on the heat and watched the range meter recalibrate, dropping the estimated range down to 37. I did a quick mental calibration: A few miles to the first stop, 12 miles on the highway, 12 to return, another five to the next location, and so on. I then had a choice to make: Either shiver in the car or risk getting stranded. I chose the former.

Fifty six miles?  Dude, I get that on one gallon of gas in my motorcycle, so on a summer day we're even.  But no heat?

No heat?  Seriously?  Really?

FAIL.  FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL.  Just who the fuck do you think is going to drive this car, anyways?  People along the equator?  There is no way in hell that this vehicle would last above the Mason-Dixon line.  It wouldn't last one day in Wisconsin after say...  September.

Wednesday, April 04, 2012

Tuesday, April 03, 2012

Obama the Criminal is at it again

Obama accepts campaign donations from Adolph Hitler and Nidal Hassan.

He did it in 2008, and the press let him get away with it.  So he's doing it again in 2012.  And the press won't cover it this time, either.

This is why the MSM must be destroyed, as soon as possible.

Monday, April 02, 2012

Home again

Thank goodness.  I'm friggin' burnt out right now.  I took a picture of myself, and one of my friends said I looked either sick or exhausted.  In truth, it was both.

Now to get busy around the house.

Friday, March 30, 2012

Burn Out

Downtown Denver is beautiful, but there are some foks down here who's prior drug use has come back to haunt them.  Or maybe their current drug use.  Either way, the juxtoposition of healthy, active folks and shambling burnt out zombies in the morning let's me know that I ain't back home.

Ahhh, life in the big city.

Altitude sickness!

Yay!

The spray patterns I just left in my toilet required four flushes to finally remove.  I should be fine tomorrow, but today kinda sucks.

Thursday, March 29, 2012