Sign Of The Times

California Sign Asks Drivers To Please Slow Drively

It's head slap time...

And this time it's not mine.

Blogger Award

Thank you for the nomination...

OK, here goes from my blog buddy:

Woman Honor Thyself

#1 Isaac Newton for calculus.
#2 Movie: Alien / Book: Infinite Jest
#3 I so miss my German Shepherd, Dax, but I would rather come back as a cat.
#4 At this point, I have no idea.
#4 I'm not going there.

Jeremiad?

Life In The Twilight

A very insightful article about the state of affairs in our nation...

Really?

Jane Fonda As Nancy Reagan

There wasn't another actress in the world to play Nancy Reagan other than this effing traitor?

Poke in the conservative eye.

Remember?

Do you remember those days?

I sure do.

:-)

Cat Blog Friday

For this Cat Blog Friday...

... a cat staring at a ladybug.

Happy Friday everybody!

Enough Already

For a person who barely spoke during the Zimmerman trial, Rachel Jeantel has been yakking up a storm.

My goodness, when will it end?

I won't give this Rolling Stone cover photo any more publicity. If you want to see it, go to the following site...

The Bomber: New Rolling Stone Cover Gives Boston terrrorist - Dzhokhar Tsarnaev - The Rock Star Treament

It's clear that creating buzz to sell magazines is more important to Rolling Stone than considering the feelings of the victims of this terrorist act.

Jury Revealed

The photo of the jury in the Zimmerman case has been leaked...

Good Grammer

Yes!

Pet peeve time.

Choosy Suckers

If You Think You're No. 1 On Mosquito Hit List, You May Not Be Crazy

Mosquitoes drive my sister crazy. She will hit you if she sees a mosquito around you. I prefer the mosquito bite to her thunderous whack! Yikes!

Cat Blog Friday

For this Cat Blog Friday...

I will feature a dog...

giving a 'MUM' face.

Happy Friday, everybody!

Strangler?

DA: DEAD SUSPECT TIED TO '64 BOSTON STRANGLER CASE

True crime fan here...

Would you trust those eyes?

Broccoli?

Obama Claims Broccoli Is His Favorite Food

I like to eat veggies, I like broccoli, I even like brussels sprouts, but I wouldn't say they're my favorite food when I'm stuffing my mouth with everything but...

What a ... I'll just control myself and call him a liar.

Monday Funnies

Heh heh.

Happy Independence Day

Happy Independence Day.

Flordia?

"Flordia": Florida Misspelled Twice On I-95 Sign

Really?

I'm surprised they didn't spell it Floriduh.

Happy Ending

I posted about The Sorry End Of The Galileo Shuttlecraft before...



Some Star Trek fans took the matter into their own hands and fixed the problem and now the Galileo will reside in a museum.

Star Trek Superfans Restore The Galileo Shuttlecraft To 1960's Sci-Fi Glory

Yay!

My Trekkie heart is full :-)

Richard Matheson 1926 -2013

Richard Matheson, Writer Of Haunted Science Fiction And Horror, Dies At 87

He will always be a legend in my book.

Requiescat in pace, Mr. Matheson.

Got Grapes?

This is the latest crop of grapes from our grape vines...

It reminds me of an old joke:

A duck walks into a bar and asks, "Got grapes?"

The bartender, confused, tells the ducks that no, his bar doesn't serve grapes. The duck thanks him and leaves.

The next day, the duck returns and asks, "Got grapes?"

Again, the bartender tells him that, no, the bar does not serve grapes, has never served grapes, and, furthermore, will never serve grapes. The duck, a little ruffled, thanks him and leaves.

The next day, the duck returns, but before he can say anything, the bartender begins to yell: "Listen, duck! This is a bar! We do not serve grapes! If you ever ask for grapes again, I will nail your stupid duck beak to the bar!"

The duck looks at the bartender and asks, "Got nails?"

Surprised, the bartender says, “No, we don’t have any nails.”

“Good," the duck says, "Got grapes?”

It's an oldie but a goody.

Sunday Insomnia?

Suffering From Sunday Night Insomnia? You're Not Alone

Just Sundays?

Perigee Moon

Supermoon 2013 Peaks This Weekend: Don't Miss It


I was locking up last night when Elke, my German Shepherd, gave me a baleful stare which usually means she wants to go out. So, she and I went outside and it was very quiet and peaceful. I noticed how beautifully bright the moon was.

Turns out the full moon on June 23rd will be the largest full moon of the year, as well as the closest the moon will come to our planet in all of 2013.

So, grab your honey, and get out there and catch nature's beauty.

Sadly...

USS Enterprise To Go On Final Voyage For Inactivation

This bothers me on so many levels...

Huntsman

Last night I came across an Heteropoda venatoria also known as a huntsman spider or a giant crab spider and my husband was asleep so I didn't have the heart to call upon him for one of his husbandly duties.

This spider was huge and it's eyes glinted at me. I was scared, but I managed to kill it with my daughter's shoe.

I'll never forget those shiny eyes...

Cat Blog Friday

For this Cat Blog Friday...

... what better than a cat and our flag on Flag Day.

Happy Friday, everybody!

Naked Loon

Naked Acrobat Terrorizes BART Riders At SF Station

I fear an armed man more than a naked one. I would've kicked this moron in the nuts and waited for the police to arrive.

OK, that's just me.

Yes, You Are

Allen West On Bill Cosby’s Pro-Moslem Post: Are You Crazy?

Sorry Bill, but I'm with Allen West.

Big Brother Is Watching

Edward Snoden: NSA Whistleblower Comes Forward

Watch your words, people.

Cat Blog Friday

After this news... Top Secret Prism Program
for this Cat Blog Friday...

... a paranoid cat.

Remember what Joseph Heller, who wrote "Catch 22" said, "Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't after you.”

Try to have a happy Friday anyway.

Timely Stuff

George Orwell's "1984" Was Published 64 Years Ago Today

"George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four was published on this date in 1949 (books by this author). Nineteen Eighty-Four begins with this famous line: "It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen." Orwell wrote most of the novel on the island of Jura in the Scottish Hebrides; grieving the loss of his wife and overwhelmed with all the demands on his time that arose from the success of Animal Farm (1945), he retreated there with his son. The weather was bad, and so he stayed inside and wrote. He kept on with the book even as he became more and more ill with tuberculosis. He died in 1950, less than a year after the book was published."

Orwell said: On the whole, human beings want to be good — but not too good, and not quite all the time.

Times have changed...