Merry Christmas
No scheduled blogging this week. Still too much to get done before Christmas, and then after it.
So go have fun, and let’s get back together next week.
Happy holidays.
Bettie Page, RIP
Probably reveals more than you wanted to know about my twisted psyche, but I always loved Bettie Page. She died yesterday. The world (at least for men) was better for her being here, and lessened by her passing.
Here are some galleries (NSFW) celebrating her career.
In Print Today: My Second Marathon Column
OK, a little more earnest than the first one I wrote about the experience of marathon day, and more about the motives behind it, and the guy who inspired me just by his example. Humor here, slightly more serious in today’s Dallas Morning News.
(I’ve about milked that first run for all I can. Now I have to run next year at age 40 to gin up new material.)
Happy Birthday, Cindy
My bride turns 41 today. Aside from our daughter, she’s been the best thing that’s ever happened in my life. And come on — does she even look a day over 30? Hot stuff.
Into the Air, Junior Birdmen!
I have discovered my next hobby. If you’re wondering what to get me for Christmas, there you go.
Wednesday Roundup: Gay Old Time, Mass Transit Hysteria & More
- My friend Jacob Sullum — honestly, I have no idea where this guy finds the time to write so much — explains so even the thickest brow social conservative can understand why the gays should be free to marry and adopt, and why it’s none of government’s business in the first place. Meanwhile, the lower primate wing of the GOP will likely take this poll on (most) black people’s attitudes about gays to mount another dead-end offensive. Meanwhile, a few Republicans are starting to get it.
- The best hope from this story? The “new plan is too ambitious and, perhaps worse, too complicated to pass the Legislature.” Which is nice. Because as hard as it may be for the backers of mass transit schemes to believe, we might need those hundreds of millions a year more than they do. If your idea is so great, you pay for it. Don’t force the rest of us to.
- The actual content of the story here contradicts the headline. And this one, too. The lazy headline writer trifecta is in play. Submit your find.
Happy Thanksgiving
Now get off the computer and go spend some time with your family.
We’ll be right back after this holiday weekend. Unless I get bored or a wild hair.
In Print: My Thanksgiving Column
I didn’t even realize it, but my column wherein I try to explain Thanksgiving to my 5-year-old ran in Sunday’s Dallas Morning News.
Let me know what you think, dear readers.
While You Laughed, I’ve Been Preparing. The Zombies Are Here.
(Older pic; iPhone notably absent)
People laughed. They sneered. They nodded smugly and dismissively. (But nodded approvingly at my breath.)
And yet for years I’ve carried this <— as my standard load out every time I leave the house. Why?
Because I knew IT would happen. And IT’S happening now.
Zombies. The dead have risen in Dallas County. Good luck, suckers.
Who’s crazy now?
Flu Shots: Killing You Softly
Every year, the media, government, and health industrial complex come together to encourage everyone to get a flu shot. They give them out for free.
And you people fall for it. Look, use your head. When the media, government, and industry all come together to tell you to do something, that should set off your radar.
They never have the right shot for the current strain, so it’s pointless.
What are they really doing? They’re tagging you with RFID microchips and simultaneously taking genetic samples for the DNA database. The bonus is killing off the young and the weak, or at least making them sick enough to have to go to the doctor, ensuring a merry Christmas for the health care field.
So there you have it. In My Humble Opinion.