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but there's no shortage of irony.

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Oh and ...

I flunked charm school.

So what.

Can't write anything.

= Jennifer =

Causing considerable consternation
to many fine folk since 1957

Pepper and me ... Seattle 1962

  

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= Jenny the Pirate =

Hoist The Colors

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I am a Blue Star Mother

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Insist on yourself; never imitate.

Your own gift you can present

every moment

with the cumulative force

of a whole life’s cultivation;

but of the adopted talent of another

you have only an extemporaneous

half possession.

That which each can do best,

none but his Maker can teach him.

= Ralph Waldo Emerson =

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Represent:

The Black Velvet Coat

In The Market, As It Were

 

 

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Contributor to

American Cemetery

published by Kates-Boylston

A Pistol With One Shot

Ecstatically shooting everything in sight using my beloved Nikon D3100 with AF-S DX Nikkor 18-55mm 1:3.5-5.6G VR kit lens and AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 G prime lens.

Also capturing outrageous beauty left and right with my Nikon D7000 blissfully married to my Nikkor 85mm f/1.4D AF prime glass. Don't be jeal.

And then there was the Nikon AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-200mm f:3.5-5.6G ED VR II zoom. We're done here.

Dying Is A Day Worth Living For

I am a taphophile

Word. Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Great things are happening at

Find A Grave

If you don't believe me, click the pics.

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Dying is a wild night

and a new road.

Emily Dickinson

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REMEMBRANCE

When I am gone

Please remember me

 As a heartfelt laugh,

 As a tenderness.

 Hold fast to the image of me

When my soul was on fire,

The light of love shining

Through my eyes.

Remember me when I was singing

And seemed to know my way.

Remember always

When we were together

And time stood still.

Remember most not what I did,

Or who I was;

Oh please remember me

For what I always desired to be:

A smile on the face of God.

David Robert Brooks
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 Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

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Keep To The Code

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You Want To Find This
The Promise Of Redemption

Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not;

But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man's conscience in the sight of God.

But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:

In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus' sake.

For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;

Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;

Always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body.

For we which live are alway delivered unto death for Jesus' sake, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our mortal flesh.

So then death worketh in us, but life in you.

We having the same spirit of faith, according as it is written, I BELIEVED, AND THEREFORE HAVE I SPOKEN; we also believe, and therefore speak;

Knowing that he which raised up the Lord Jesus shall raise up us also by Jesus, and shall present us with you.

For all things are for your sakes, that the abundant grace might through the thanksgiving of many redound to the glory of God.

For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.

II Corinthians 4

Freedom is a fragile thing and is never more than one generation away from extinction. It is not ours by inheritance; it must be fought for and defended constantly by each generation, for it comes only once to a people. Those who have known freedom and then lost it, have never known it again.

~ Ronald Reagan

Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Not Without My Effects

My Compass Works Fine

The Courage Of Our Hearts

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Daft Like Jack

 "I can name fingers and point names ..."

And We'll Sing It All The Time
  • Elements Series: Fire
    Elements Series: Fire
    by Peter Kater
  • Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    by Danny Wright
  • Grace
    Grace
    Old World Records
  • The Hymns Collection (2 Disc Set)
    The Hymns Collection (2 Disc Set)
    Stone Angel Music, Inc.
  • Always Near - A Romantic Collection
    Always Near - A Romantic Collection
    Real Music
  • Copia
    Copia
    Temporary Residence Ltd.
  • The Poet: Romances for Cello
    The Poet: Romances for Cello
    Spring Hill Music
  • Nightfall
    Nightfall
    Narada Productions, Inc.
  • Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    RCA
  • The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    by William Voegeli
  • The Art of Memoir
    The Art of Memoir
    by Mary Karr
  • The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    by Emily Dickinson
  • Among The Dead: My Years in The Port Mortuary
    Among The Dead: My Years in The Port Mortuary
    by John W. Harper
  • On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    by William Zinsser
  • Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    by Steven Milloy
  • The Amateur
    The Amateur
    by Edward Klein
  • Hating Jesus: The American Left's War on Christianity
    Hating Jesus: The American Left's War on Christianity
    by Matt Barber, Paul Hair
  • In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms
    In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms
    by Dr. Laura Schlessinger
  • Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    by Tod Benoit
  • Bird Brains: The Intelligence of Crows, Ravens, Magpies, and Jays
    Bird Brains: The Intelligence of Crows, Ravens, Magpies, and Jays
    by Candace Savage
  • Gifts of the Crow: How Perception, Emotion, and Thought Allow Smart Birds to Behave Like Humans
    Gifts of the Crow: How Perception, Emotion, and Thought Allow Smart Birds to Behave Like Humans
    by John Marzluff Ph.D., Tony Angell
  • Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    by Andrew Breitbart
  • 11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    by Paul Kengor
  • Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
    Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
    by Bernd Heinrich
  • Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    by Matthew Rolston
  • Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    by Todd Harra, Ken McKenzie
  • America's Steadfast Dream
    America's Steadfast Dream
    by E. Merrill Root
  • Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    by Alexandra Day
  • Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    by Lynne Truss
  • The American Way of Death Revisited
    The American Way of Death Revisited
    by Jessica Mitford
  • In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    Master Books
  • Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    by Peter Schweizer
  • Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    by Brannon Howse
  • Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow: The Tragic Courtship and Marriage of Paul Laurence Dunbar and Alice Ruth Moore
    Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow: The Tragic Courtship and Marriage of Paul Laurence Dunbar and Alice Ruth Moore
    by Eleanor Alexander
Easy On The Goods
  • Waiting for
    Waiting for "Superman"
    starring Geoffrey Canada, Michelle Rhee
  • The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    starring Bette Davis, Ernest Borgnine, Debbie Reynolds, Barry Fitzgerald, Rod Taylor
  • Bernie
    Bernie
    starring Jack Black, Shirley MacLaine, Matthew McConaughey
  • Remember the Night
    Remember the Night
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, Fred MacMurray, Beulah Bondi, Elizabeth Patterson, Sterling Holloway
  • The Ox-Bow Incident
    The Ox-Bow Incident
    starring Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Mary Beth Hughes, Anthony Quinn, William Eythe
  • The Bad Seed
    The Bad Seed
    starring Nancy Kelly, Patty McCormack, Henry Jones, Eileen Heckart, Evelyn Varden
  • Shadow of a Doubt
    Shadow of a Doubt
    starring Teresa Wright, Joseph Cotten, Macdonald Carey, Patricia Collinge, Henry Travers
  • The More The Merrier
    The More The Merrier
    starring Jean Arthur, Joel McCrea, Charles Coburn, Bruce Bennett, Ann Savage
  • Act of Valor
    Act of Valor
    starring Alex Veadov, Roselyn Sanchez, Nestor Serrano
  • Deep Water
    Deep Water
    starring Tilda Swinton, Donald Crowhurst, Jean Badin, Clare Crowhurst, Simon Crowhurst
  • Sunset Boulevard
    Sunset Boulevard
    starring William Holden, Gloria Swanson, Erich Von Stroheim, Nancy Olson, Fred Clark
  • Penny Serenade
    Penny Serenade
    starring Cary Grant, Irene Dunne, Edgar Buchanan, Beulah Bondi
  • Double Indemnity
    Double Indemnity
    starring Fred MacMurray, Barbara Stanwyck, Edward G. Robinson, Porter Hall, Jean Heather
  • Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    starring Gary Anthony Williams
  • Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Passion River
  • It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    starring Clark Gable, Claudette Colbert
  • Stella Dallas
    Stella Dallas
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, John Boles, Anne Shirley, Barbara O'Neil, Alan Hale
  • The Iron Lady
    The Iron Lady
    starring Meryl Streep, Jim Broadbent, Harry Lloyd, Anthony Head, Alexandra Roach
  • Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    starring Peter Sallis, Anne Reid, Sally Lindsay, Melissa Collier, Sarah Laborde
  • The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    starring Red Balloon
  • Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    starring William Holden, Don Taylor, Otto Preminger, Robert Strauss, Harvey Lembeck
  • The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    starring Ginger Rogers, Ray Milland
  • My Dog Skip
    My Dog Skip
    starring Frankie Muniz, Diane Lane, Luke Wilson, Kevin Bacon
  • Sabrina
    Sabrina
    starring Humphrey Bogart, Audrey Hepburn, William Holden, Walter Hampden, John Williams
  • The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    starring Cary Grant, Myrna Loy, Shirley Temple, Rudy Vallee, Ray Collins
  • Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    starring Johnny Depp, Geoffrey Rush, Orlando Bloom, Keira Knightley, Jack Davenport
  • Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    starring Bette Davis, Paul Henreid, Claude Rains, Gladys Cooper, John Loder
  • The Trip To Bountiful
    The Trip To Bountiful
  • Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
    Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
That Dog Is Never Going To Move

~ RIP JAVIER ~

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Thursday
Sep252008

Times Is Hard ... Right?

NOTE:  I'm going to be incommunicado for a few days, y'all.  Here's my post ... please read and do not hesitate to leave comments both pithy and insightful, but realize I will be unable to approve or respond to them until Sunday night.

That said, we return to our regularly scheduled blogging.

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^ Famous Economist

^ Not An Economist, Famous Or Otherwise ...

... however.

Last night TG and I were out and about, tooling along in our American-made automobile, when a courteous bell tone combined with a polite digital message informed us that we needed to refuel.

The hour it was late-ish and from home we were far-ish. Potentially not good!

We turned in at three gas stations before finding one without blanks where prices ought to be on their signs, or plastic bags where free-flowing nozzles ought to be on their pumps.

I will whine about address a few issues, though. You knew I would.

Disconcerting, to say the least. As if the gas prices aren't high enough, where I live it's difficult to find a station that has it to sell at any price. How's that for reverse psychology?

(At some stations the pump islands are swathed in yellow crime-scene tape, as though it is now a federal offense to even want to buy gasoline.)

In due time we found a station in business and cozied up to a working pump. TG cadged a twenty-dollar bill off me (Yes! I keep him.) and loped into the C-store to pay. He was gone several minutes, then reemerged and trotted towards our car with the twenty still flapping from his long, elegant fingers. He got back behind the wheel of our still-parched chariot.

Turns out that, after driving to four different gas stations before finding one with actual petroleum products to sell, my darling was unwilling to wait in line behind at least a half-dozen other folks who impatiently waited in line ... all of whom were stalled behind an individual who couldn't seem to decide upon the type and number of lottery tickets he wanted to purchase.

We found another station. (TG often claims to "run out of gas" when we're driving around at night, but he knows I'm onto his thinly-veiled ploy to get me to turn down a dark road, park, and talk politics.)

Call me crazy (I'll wear it as a badge of honor) but all the yowling about our "terrible" economy rings false when folks are still driving (which they certainly are in my neck of the woods ... traffic seems to be worse every time I get on the road), buying stuff like beer, smokes, and lottery tickets (which they are, in abundance), and frequenting restaurants where food costs five times what it's worth (which they are if the stuffed-to-the-gills parking lots of said establishments are any indication).

I refuse to whine about the economy. I have a good job and so does my husband. We are able-bodied and industrious, as were our parents before us. We consider ourselves fortunate to be fiscal and social conservatives**. We are patriotic Americans and that doesn't make us blind, deaf, addlepated or behind the times.  Quite the contrary.

Stuff costs a bit more of late, but a certain amount of inflation is to be expected. I don't even mind paying through the nose for postage as long as I am given the full range of price choices without having to guess or beg.

I will whine about address a few issues, though. You knew I would.

For the record, I am against an eight-hundred-billion-dollar government bailout of gargantuan companies that -- just for starters -- have made millions of ill-advised loans, and in some cases cooked the books into the bargain.

In my opinion the "leaders" of these companies ought to go to jail. Let AIG, Fannie, Freddie, and Lehman Brothers fail royally and bear the consequences of their malfeasance.

Like, maybe some rich folks who got rich in a wrong way, ought to go broke.

When is the last time the likes of Dick Fuld, Bob Willumstad, Frank Raines, or their wives (and ex-wives) shopped at Wal-Mart?

Wally World is fun! Starting with the vivacious greeters, continuing as you wend your way through the aisles stuffed with ... stuff ... and ending with a fifteen-minute wait on line to settle up with the ebullient cashiers! Watch out you don't get run over by a pickup in the hundred-acre parking lot!

Might not want to wear Armani or Chanel Couture for this particular retail experience ... and you may want to arrive at the venue by other means than a chauffeured limo ... but as human problems go, I'd say those are relatively small ones.

Carol ... Wendy ... Kathy ... c'mere and I'll show you where all the good deals are. If y'all stay within your grocery budget we'll swing by the magazine rack and pick up the latest Town & Country ... but you gals have to share, 'k?

In a country on the brink of economic disaster, the least we can save is a tree.

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**GLENN BECK'S CONSERVATIVE CREED

A conservative believes that our inalienable rights do not include housing, healthcare or Hummers.

A conservative believes that our inalienable rights DO include the pursuit of happiness. That means it is guaranteed to no one.

A conservative believes that those who pursue happiness and find it have a right to not be penalized for that success.

A conservative believes that there are no protections against the hardship and heartache of failure. We believe that the right to fail is just as important as the chance to succeed and that those who do fail learn essential lessons that will help them the next time around.

A conservative believes in personal responsibility and accepts the consequences for his or her words and actions.

A conservative believes that real compassion can't be found in any government program.

A conservative believes that each of us has a duty to take care of our neighbors. It was private individuals, companies and congregations that sent water, blankets and supplies to New Orleans far before the government ever set foot there.

A conservative believes that family is the cornerstone of our society and that people have a right to manage their family any way they see fit, so long as it's not criminal. We are far more attuned to our family's needs than some faceless, soulless government program.

A conservative believes that people have a right to worship the God of their understanding. We also believe that people do not have the right to jam their version of God (or no God) down anybody else's throat.

A conservative believes that people go to the movies to be entertained and to church to be preached to, not the other way around.

A conservative believes that debt creates unhealthy relationships. Everyone, from the government on down, should live within their means and strive for financial independence.

A conservative believes that a child's education is the responsibility of the parents, not the government.

A conservative believes that every human being has a right to life, from conception to death.

A conservative believes in the smallest government you can get without anarchy. We know our history: The larger a government gets, the harder it will fall.

Tuesday
Sep232008

Oh, I Forgot ...

 ... to tell you that my house is full of elephants.

For some years I have had a substantial fondness for elephants.

There's something about these animals ... a mystique, I guess, or a riddle ... that makes them irresistible to me. When I go to the zoo, I can easily stand for an hour watching the elephants. They're huge, which lends them considerable gravitas, sure ... but they also have grace, as well as humor and pathos and personality and brains, in abundance.

And it's true that they never forget. Have you ever seen a documentary or read an article about elephant behavior? It's fascinating.

That's how you become a collector.

Years ago I went to the Toledo Zoo and saw Baby Louie. He's big now I'm sure, and very impressive, but when he was little he was so sweet and cute. We stood in line for a long time just to enjoy five minutes crowded around the boundary of his zoo habitat, watching Louie interact with his mother. Then the zoo employees hustled us away, but we got right back in line and did it again.

Louie was growing so fast, they had to make sure lots of folks got to witness his babyhood.

As is often the case when friends and family members know you like something, and they see an example of that thing as they are out and about -- maybe or maybe not searching for the perfect gift to give you -- they buy it for you.

And then you see it everywhere too, and sometimes you can't leave it where you saw it, and so you buy it.

That's how you become a collector.

So now I have elephants in large quantities. In addition to elephant figurines varying in size from one inch high to twelve inches high, I have elephant jewelry, elephant lamps, an elephant pillow, elephant purses, an elephant box, an elephant floormat, an elephant footstool, an elephant candlestick, an elephant teapot, stuffed elephants, a musical elephant, and more.

Look ... here are some pictures!  (If instead of pictures you see a black screen with a lot of writing on it, click on the "x" in the upper right-hand corner and that screen will go away.  Voila!  Jenny's elephant collection ...)

Oh, I forgot ... two of these things are not like the others.

Did you spot them?

Sunday
Sep212008

Post Time

Some of you may have read my "guest rant" entitled Let's Play Post Office on one of my favorite blogs, Special Kind of Stupid (the world is full of stupid ... we're just here to document it), back during the summer. Well mah li'l peeps, here we go again.

Once more the United States Postal Service provides inspiration far beyond the realm of anything yours truly could devise or imagine, even on a good day.

On Saturday morning I dispatched Erica on a simple, all-American type of errand: go to the post office and mail two gifts. I gave her the packages and eight dollars cash.

Apparently I should have given her fifty dollars. And brass knuckles liberally coated with spoofle dust.

At that precise juncture I would have trotted out my best imitation of Attila the Hun.

One package, bound for California, was approximately twelve inches by ten inches in size and just thick enough to contain a neatly-folded necktie (wrapped in tissue paper) and a small card. It would be a stretch to say it weighed four ounces; a slight breeze would blow this piece of mail down the street. A stiff wind would carry it clear to the Gulf of Mexico.

For free.

The second package, destined for Ohio, was somewhat larger and heavier, but still a mailing envelope. It may have weighed twelve ounces with your thumb on the edge.

Erica drove to the PO, waited her turn, and in due time came face-to-face with a feral archetype of the prodigiously and perennially surly postal worker.

(What are these people so bitter about? A conundrum for the ages.)

The mysteriously disgruntled bureaucrat accepted the first (nearly weightless) package from Erica's hand. She tossed it onto the cold steel of the scale and throttled a couple of buttons.

"That'll be $19.80 express or $4.80 priority," she spat Erica-ward.

(The tie only cost $9.99 plus tax. You get the max for the minimum at TJ Maxx.)

Erica can be a trifle ... shall we say, timid at such times. Whereas at that precise juncture I would have trotted out my best imitation of Attila the Hun, sweet Erica simply stared, then stammered: "F-f-f-four eighty, I guess."

All the while wondering: Do I have enough money to cover this? Mom only gave me eight dollars. She produced her wallet and began feverishly searching for additional liquid assets in the form of stray change, folding currency, bank checks, credit cards, property deeds, gold bouillon, and blue chip stock certificates.

Then, in the nick of time, her fierce-puppy gene bobbed to the surface.

Erica squared her little shoulders and looked Brunhilde in the eye. "Wait a minute. I find it hard to believe that piece can't be mailed any more cheaply than that," she hazarded.

That's my kid.

Cruella DeVil squinted her beady eyes. "It CAN be mailed more cheaply than that," she snapped.

"But you only gave me two choices: $19.80 or $4.80!" Erica argued.

"I'm only required to give you two choices," responded this female who probably milks rattlesnakes in her spare time.

Wow. Uhm ... so, there are multiple ways to skin the cat but they only have to tell you about the top two? If one wants a reasonable postal rate, one must conduct a concerted probe to unearth that highly classified information? Pry it from the postal employees' cold, lifeless brains?

So it would seem.

In the end, it cost $1.68 to mail the four-ounce necktie. Erica opted to send the other package, her aunt's birthday present, via priority mail for $4.80.

Total: $6.48. I can live with that, I guess.

The excessive courtesies lavished by representatives of the United States Postal Service upon ordinary taxpayer citizens as they transact business are, as always, free of charge. It's all about being a public servant.

Time to privatize this thing, y'all. Take the federal government out of the equation and bring the glory back. Shoot ... bring the Pony Express back. A bag of oats, a sugar cube, a slurp of water, and that bad boy will run like the wind. California, here we come.

Saturday
Sep202008

Go Cubs Go ...

... go Cubs go!  Hey Chicago whaddaya say?  The Cubs are gonna win today ...

The Chicago Cubs clinched the division at Wrigley today, 5-4 against the St. Louis Cardinals.

TG -- a die-hard Cub fan -- is, to put it mildly, ecstatic.

"Cubbies!  Cubbbbbbies," he keeps crooning.

Whatever floats your boat, darling.

The Cubs last won the World Series one century ago. 

I love all things Chicago and I think that's long enough for anybody to wait.

Good luck in the playoffs, Cubbies.

Just to be safe, let's give the billy goat a seat of honor this time.

 

Friday
Sep192008

Make Mine Al Dente

This fraternal YouTube has been watched in excess of fifty-one million times (at least a dozen of those by me) and as such you've likely already seen it too ... but as it never fails to crack me up, I offer it as a momentary diversion.

If you can say nothing else about Charlie, he certainly is toothful.

I'm over here writing so you'll have something to read come Monday.  It won't hurt a bit.

Happy weekend, everyone!