I Saw This Happen

Well, no. Not this exact episode. But I recently got my Beetle detailed inside and out. It took a couple of hours to do the seats and carpet so I sat outside and waited. I watched a gal get gas and pull away with the nozzle still in the car. The hose stretched out and came apart. A couple of us yelled at her and she got out, put the nozzle and hose by the pump and drove away without saying anything.

Bullshit

You'll spend 3:30 reminding yourself why religion is bullshit when you click on Suzy's story.

Passing The Cops

This is not on youtube, but its a good clip from an Oregon State Police cruiser parked on I-84. Click on the link and watch the rider and bike go by the cruiser, but not at the same time. Thanks to Dan B, who wrote about it here. In fact, he's got the press release on his site so take a look.

From The FFRF

“The church has always been willing to swap off treasures in heaven for cash down.”

-- Robert Green Ingersoll (1833-1899), American infidel and orator. Dictionary of Humorous Quotations, edited by Evan Esar (1949)

I'd Do This

Though its not my style of riding, I'd give it everything I had to be able to ride if I lost a leg like the guy in this pic. What a fucking bad seed!

I Need To Eat Here

This has gotta be at the Heart Attack Grill in Phoenix. I don't know when I'm going to the Fall League next, but I'm eating there when I do.

This Kills Me

Tour De France 1940 Style

Don't be a hater, admit you chuckled at this. Thanks to Grant.

Not Paying Attention

Here's the link.

More With The Babies

The grandbabies came by to stay overnight last weekend as Chuck had his appendix taken out in a hurry. When I got home about 2:30 in the morning the dog barked and the kids woke up and were fully awake calling for Papa. I resuced Skyler from the playpen (where she sleeps when with us) and she was all happy faced. When I went to hand her to Sandra to change, Skyler pulled away and clung to me. Which surprised both Sandra and myself. Then Skyler and I sat up and watched tv for a while until I put her down and told her it was sleepytime. She pitched a small fit and finally fell asleep. Kyleigh was on the floor in our bedroom in her little camp bed and she was all happy to get her cookie and milk. Then we watched tv for a while until we all fell asleep. Sandra had to get up the next morning and go to work so she was not too thrilled about the 3am wake up call.
Chuck's mom, Barbara, told Sandra that when the babies stay with them they wake up in the middle of the night and Skyler reaches out for Big Charlie (my fellow grandpa). So, I guess Skyler really loves her grandpas.

Grandma And Kyleigh

These were taken on the 4th of July.

With The Grandbabies At Nicole's

Look at the stern look Kyleigh is giving the camera in the bottom pic. Sandra and I have beautiful grandchildren. And, there's a grandson on the way due at the end of September. Whoo hoo.

I'll Go To This Church

This is a cool piece of artwork.

This Has Gotta Be Miserable

This has gotta be one unhappy gal.

One For The Ladies

Since I'm an equal opportunity kind of guy, here's one of a topless guy riding his Yamaha at Deale's Gap.

FSM Tattoo

Wouldn't Sandra just shit if I came home with one of these?

I Love The Shocker

Stuff like this kills me.

Stealth Over Ocean

Here's a cool pic of the Stealth Bomber over the ocean.

Not Paying Attention

This Used To Be Me

Well, not exactly. Rich O, Charlie and I have been miles and miles from the nearest cell tower, but my late brother has been days away.

This Is Cool

A Victory For No Bullshit.

I had blogged a bit ago about the Yankees forcing fans to remain in their seats during the 7th inning rendition of "God Bless America." Well, someone got fed up and sued the team and won $10k and lawyer fees. Here's the link from Field of Schemes.
This is refreshing. Not only did the guy win, but the Yankees now claim that they'll stop the policy of forcing fans to remain in their seats.

A Good Quote

“It is the duty of every patriot to protect his country from its government”

– Thomas Paine

More DUI Bullshit

Here's the link. 1131 drivers stopped at a DUI checkpoint in Florida and guess how many drunks they caught? Zero. That's right, not one drunk driver was caught at the checkpoint. 0 for 1131. They did make 10 arrests and ticketed 104 people. But, over a thousand drivers were stopped without probable cause, interrogated by the police and let go when the fishing expedition came up empty.
I haven't argued with the police when I've been stopped at a checkpoint. The SCOTUS says its an acceptable violation of the Bill of Rights and there's no one higher to go to. One of the most horrific decisions ever passed down by the SCOTUS.

In Trouble

According to Newspaper Death Watch, Macy's had cut its newspaper ad spending by half since 2005. They used to have a nice full color tab in each Sunday edition and jackets during the week. And display advertising within the news sections. They're still the second largest newspaper advertisor, after Verizon. Actually, for the Mercury and the ANG papers, I'd bet that Fry's is the largest display buyer. They're always running full page color ads and they have a section each Friday. I still think its a race to see if I retire out of here in 4.5 years or if I go to Safeway. (who isn't hiring right now)

Fishing With Dynamite

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I've called this the "Kenny Stabler" style of fishing because it seems to me he did just this as a kid in Alabama.

Taking The Donkey

One of the guys I'm on the new dock with finds a wallet on the onramp to the freeway. He picks it up and brings it to the dock guy, Jess. Jess calls the Palo Alto police, who have him call the sheriff's who have him call the CHP. There's money, credit cards and a drivers license with the guy's address. Jess goes up into the ritzy rural part of the county where all the houses are gated. He decides to go by the fire station and drop it off there. The fire capitan wouldn't take it, but he calls the sheriffs and they show up. The wallets owner is called by the sheriffs and he makes his way to the fire station.
Well, the guy's an ass. He looks Jess over (who is Mexican) and says there's two credit cards missing and that he wants a report taken. He infers that Jess stole the cards. Jess is not too happy about this turn of events. The owner huffs off and Jess leaves.
The next day the owner calls Jess, and tells him that he found the two cards. Then he interrogates Jess as to why he wanted the owner's address. Jesus, not a thank you or nothing and don't you think Jess would have gotten the address from the drivers licnese?
So, Jess goes out of his way to return a wallet with $145 cash and all the other stuff and all he gets is grief. Sometimes you just can't win.

I Want This Couch

Its exactly what you think it is. A vagina couch.

One Of My Many Issues

I love to eat. Too much. But, I'd tackle this burger any time. I bet its from the Heart Attack Grill in Phoenix.

This Made Me Chuckle

I thought this showed some imagination.

I Think There's More To It

Xavier has a good post on Sarah Palin and her leaving the govenor's position. Here's the link.

Over 50% Don't Care

Here's a link to a survey done in Houston that says over 50% of the readers wouldn't be upset if the daily paper went away. We're in such trouble.

Chickenfoot Video

I poached this from T&G. I really want to see Chickenfoot.

I Got Suckered

Friday night at the Ports game was a nice date night. We watched the Ports beat the hated San Jose Giants (a farm team of the Shitheads) and they had a nice fireworks show.
Saturday we ate at Nicole and Chuck's with Pookie and Mike. P and M are getting married in a couple of weeks and goddamn if I was asked to wear a fucking tie. I don't own a suit, nor a tie. I promised myself that I would never wear one again and here I am taking the donkey to be able to eat at the reception at the Mark Hopkins hotel.
I'm not alone in this, as Trish is in the wedding and has to wear a dress. When she went to be sized, she forbade Susan or anyone else to go. And, it's a Catholic wedding which means fucking Mass. I told Pookie that the food better be good and that she owes me.
Anyway, we all went to the Singing Flag in Concord. What Sandra "forgot" to tell me was that Calvary Church puts on this shindig and she was afraid I wouldn't have gone had I known this. Well, I have to say it wasn't my most favorite idea to spend the 4th hearing about Jesus, but they kept the Jesus to a minimum.
They had a song and dance show and then fireworks. It wasn't too bad. But I wasn't happy to be suckered into hearing about Jesus. Sandra wasn't too happy when I laughed at some of the shit.

This Kills Me

Grant sent me this.

Abby And Keith

My cousin Judy sent me these pics taken at her son Keith's birthday party recently. He's 5. The bottom pic is Abby. These two are growing like weeds.

From The FFRF

“Dear Friends, -- Man has created God; not God man. -- Yours ever, Garibaldi.”

-- Giuseppe Garibaldi, letter, 1880, cited by Joseph McCabe,A Biographical Dictionary of Modern Rationalists

“ The Vatican is a dagger in the heart of Italy. ”

-- Giuseppe Garibaldi's letter to Charles Darwin, cited by Jim Haught in 2000 Years of Disbelief

The Ross Sisters

Grant sent me this. If you want to skip the singing, it lasts for a minute, then there's over three minutes of gymnastics and acrobatics from the Ross Sisters. This is some cool stuff.

This Is Good

Funny Quotes About Religion

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Poached from Vamp.

Happy 4th

Here's three reasons I like the 4th of July, though I'm posting this on the 3rd. Sandra and I are going to the ballgame in Stockton tonight for the fireworks. Nobody is home on the 4th and I've got that day off as well. The Sunshine is off camping at Big Bear with Amy. Sandra wants to see some human flag show with music in Concord tomorrow night, I guess I'll humor her. And, we may go see Year One, which looks funny, though I'm not a big Jack Black fan. So, don't blow off any body parts.

A Victory For The Bill Of Rights

According to the Old Fart, the Kansas Supreme Court has ruled that the police cannot go fishing when they pull you over for a traffic violation. So, when they want to search your car for a tail light out, you can tell them to get a warrant. Here's the link to OF's.

A Good Pic Of A Bear

I poached this from Doug Wade's site. Its not safe for work. Its just arty pics of nudes, but still.

A Classy Pic

This is a classy look that I poached from T&G.

Not At My Gym

They're not undressed like this at my gym.

No More Of This

I don't have to hear this any more.

Job Burnout

I think I had it, or I have it. I won the bid on my new job and I got one day of training before starting tonight by myself. I had one or two issues but I think I did ok. Yesterday, I trained with the guy whose job I took and he mentioned that maybe I was burned out on being the dispatcher. It didn't occur to me but he was right on the money. I told Sandra what he said and she said "ya think?"
I was missing things that I shouldn't miss and I really didn't give much of a shit anymore. All I really cared about was the OT, and that's no real reason to do anything that was giving me this much stress. My last week of dispatching I had a pain over my heart for three days. It went away when they told me I'd be on my new job this week.
I actually got restful sleep yesterday. I even went to the gym on the way home and it felt good to use the machines and walk on the treadmill for a half hour. I didn't kill myself and I did brave it and got on the scale. It said 324, which is lower than the last time I went. I still think I'm misreading the scale somehow as if I really weighed that much I couldn't get into some of the clothes I can now wear since I've dropped some of the blubber. Now that I'm only working 8 hours a day, I've got time to go to the gym most everyday after work. This makes me happy.
So, I'll admit it to my faithful readers. I was suffering from job burnout and had to make a change. Tom C retired at just the right time for me to make a positive change. And, I get Saturday and Sunday night off every weekend and let me tell you that in a 24/7/365 business that I'm in, its a pretty sweet perk to have weekends off. I told everyone never to call me for OT because I'm too fucking busy having a life.
A number of my crew came to me and shook my hand, calling me names in jest and wishing me luck. I told many of them that I appreciated their efforts. One guy told me that I was the only one in his 10 years of employ to thank him for the good job he did. Y'know, its not like everyone needs to get his ass kissed every day but I thought it was important that my crew knew that I appreciated their best efforts in working for me. All I heard at the end was how I was fucking up and I rarely heard any praise. So, change is for the best.

This Kills Me

This Kills Me

Nut Sacks. Ha ha ha.

Now This Is Funny

This Is Scary

This Is Cool

Chronicle Issues

Our carriers, for the most part, deliver the SF Chronicle, as well as the host of other papers we distribute. We take the papers directly to our dock, so I see their drivers every day. They're Teamsters like we are, they're even in the same local.
I had mentioned a while ago that the Chronicle print operations is going to a new company called Trans Continental, a Canadian outfit. They're scheduled to go on line within a week or two. In fact, their insert crews are already working. That's why our local was out picketing at the new plant over the last few days. They're protesting that the mail room workers are not Teamsters, like they are at the old Chronicle plant and here at the Merc for that matter.
The point I'm getting at is that one of the drivers told me tonight that they were told by Teamster officials that they have to honor the picket line at the new Transcon plant. Now, Transcon has spent a lot of money to build from the ground up a new print operation with state of the art presses and mailroom machinery. There's a lot at stake here. So, if the Teamster drivers have to honor the picket line, how does the Chronicle get its paper out of the plant and into the field? This should be interesting.

Isn't This The Truth

How Is That Spelled?

Isn't it s c h o o l ?

This Kills Me

This Is Cool

Look at the cool little helmet for the dog. Ara has a helmet for his dog Spirit, which is cool.

Not My Job

No matter how I feel about my dispatch job (suffice it to say I'm happy to be moving to another job) my job isn't as shitty as this one.

Go Bull Go

I always like when the bull gets his revenge.

More Hayseed Dixie

These guys rock.

I Like Stuff Like This

By now you should have figured out that I admire the female form. Its rarely warm at the Golden Gate, this model must be freezing.

One More

This is "Open Fire" also by Y&T. One of my most favorite bands.

One Of My Favorite Y&T Songs

If you don't like guitar solos, skip to the 3:11 mark and listen to "Hell or High Water" One of my most favorite guitar pieces is in this song.

One Of The Greatest Bands Ever

This is Y&T singing "Dirty Girl" What a great band. I don't mean a great local band or a great bar band, I mean a band on par with AC/DC and Van Halen. I poached this from Tails and Gills.

Wiki In Print

Gotta love imagination.

This Is Cool

This is Spy Vs Spy out of Mad Magazine. I don't think I've seen anyone dressed up as this ever.

Even I Draw The Line

Even I have limits as to what is funny, and this is the first thing I've posted that I thought was over the line.

This Kills Me

I'm Rooting For The One On The Right

I Think I've Got It

It looks like I'm going to change jobs here at the paper. I'm high bidder and though the job bid comes down on Monday, they're already scheduling me for training on Tuesday and I'll take over Wednesday.
Sandra and I spoke about it this morning and I went over the pros and cons. She was all for it. She's worried that all this stress is going to give me a heart attack. My mom is worried as well. At our weekly dinner last night, I told my parents that I've had a chest pain for two days and they were not happy to hear that. Even my boss and his wife are worried for my health.
In fact, my boss and I discussed it tonight and we both agreed it was a good time to make a change. On my way into work I went over it with Sandra after she had all day at work to think about it and she told me that she would be disappointed if it didn't happen.
I don't know how much time I'll get to spend on the blog, certainly not the time I have now. But, I can probably devote an hour a day at lunch to it and that should be enough to keep up on all the stuff I surf for.

Angry Man Eating Pooh

Here's Pooh when he's riled up.

The Worst Show On TV

This is Kendra. She was one of the Girls Next Door. Now, she has her own show. And, let me tell you it sucks. One of the worst abortions I've seen on tv. Now, she is a good looking woman with a nice chest, but she's about as smart as a bag of rocks. And her show is terrible. Even Sandra couldn't stomach it. And she has a kinder soul than I do.

I'll Admit It

I had this up on my wall as a teen. Admit it, you did too.

Sandra Back To Work

Sandra's time off after her gastric bypass ends this morning, as she goes back to work. She's feeling restless and is tired of sitting home. She feels much better and has lost almost a pound a day since the surgery. She's wearing pants that she hasn't worn in a while and the weight loss in noticeable. I'm glad for her.
I've thought about it for myself as well. My insurance is hesitant to pay for it, but hers covered it without a problem. I don't have all the issues that fat people have. I'm not diabetic and I don't have high blood pressure (though keeping my dispatch job may help my BP stay nice and high). But, I am a fat ass and am probably a hundred pounds overweight. So, its something to think about.

Should I Stay Or Should I Go?

I've been taking an ass whipping here at work since the changes. I get more and more shit heaped on me. Trust me, my pay isn't going up along with my job duties. One of the guys above me is retiring soon and his job went up "for bid" which means that the most senior qualified employee gets it. Its a job with Saturday night and Sunday night off, and the days off stay the same. The gist of the job is to pick up Wall Street Journal and take it to two of our branches, then "spot" or count out the correct papers into the carrier carts before they get there. And, when the main news section comes, you help pass that out as well. Then you go home. And, you get the day before the holiday off as the WSJ doesn't publish on the holiday. So, for example, I'd get Christmas Eve off and not have to go in Christmas Day until my start time. Its also a pretty stress free job, unlike the one I have now as foreman.
The only drawback would be the loss of OT, which I'll admit comes in handy.
I took an ass chewing today. Part of it I guess I earned but most of it I thought was not my fault. And, though I really can't talk about some of it, I heard on the QT that one or two people have it out for me. I had a chest pain all night right over my heart and I got to thinking "Do I really need all this?" The WSJ job takes me totally away from the dock and all the bullshit that goes along with it.
I mentioned the job to Sandra and she was all for it. I need to make sure I can afford to lose the OT. I forgot to tell her about the holiday situation. I'm sure she will encourage me to put my name on it.
So, that's where it sits. I did put my name on the job bid form. I'm 21st in senority (out of about 90) and there's only two people in front of me who are qualified. One of them told me tonight that he wants the other WSJ job (there's two of them) and the other guy has told me in the past that he likes his dayside dispatch job and isn't interested in changing.
I'll discuss this with Sandra and we'll see if it comes to me or not. I really like being the foreman, but not nearly as much as I did before. Maybe a change will be good for me.

This Kills Me

If its real.