Patrick Kennedy, poster boy for bipolar disorder, substance abuse, and off-the-wall stupid comments, is stepping down from Congress to pursue other directions in his life.
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That's probably the most logical thing that he's done lately.
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It's too bad that nobody in the bloodline is around to inherit the Kennedy legacy. I always thought there would be someone other than Ted to pick up the torch that fell with John and Bobby. Patrick and the others didn't seem to be up to the task.
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
No Show Snow
I'm happy that the big snowstorm here on Boston's Northshore was a bust, but I was kind of hopeing for a snow day. Just a little slow down. But we'll be operating full speed today. No rest for the weary.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Sound Familiar?
Tricks and treachery are the practice of fools that have not wit enough to be honest.
- Poor Richard
Ice Age
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And the Obama administration embraced the threat of the Swine Flu... urging us to line up for innoculations.
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A bit on the Chicken Little, "The Sky is Falling" side.... don't you think?
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With Federal Employees on the third day off due to record snow in Washington, it's hard not to question this Global Warming line of Bullshit.
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I believe in climate change. The glacial boulders that have been dragged all over New England have convinced me that 12,000 short years ago, ice permanently covered this region. The weather will naturally change, and we humans will have to adapt like our spear chucking ancestors did. But I resent scaring people so that you can advance your egotistical, controlling agendas.
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Glad the Dems weren't around during the Ice Age. They would have been so helpless with nobody to loathe and blame.
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In the meantime.... bundle up..... this cold and snow is a pain in the ass.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Momentous Occasion
Michelle Obama has decided to take on childhood obesity.
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I'm not really infatuated with Michelle. I think that she has a mean streak about her and gets a bit preachy and judgemental for my taste. And she doesn't seem like too deep a thinker.
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But, this is actually a momentous occasion.
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One in three American children are overweight or obese. Just a few generations ago, the crisis was childhood starvation and infantile death rates. Now the crisis is the problems that too much food causes.
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Talk about a pendulum swing.
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Seems ironic that our first African American First Lady would have fat kids as her first priority. I guess that statement is a huge move forward in a couple of ways.
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I'm not really infatuated with Michelle. I think that she has a mean streak about her and gets a bit preachy and judgemental for my taste. And she doesn't seem like too deep a thinker.
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But, this is actually a momentous occasion.
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One in three American children are overweight or obese. Just a few generations ago, the crisis was childhood starvation and infantile death rates. Now the crisis is the problems that too much food causes.
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Talk about a pendulum swing.
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Seems ironic that our first African American First Lady would have fat kids as her first priority. I guess that statement is a huge move forward in a couple of ways.
Monday, February 08, 2010
Superbowl Sunday
Superbowl Sunday came off very well. Nice visit at FreshAyer in the morning with a lot of uplifting news.
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I didn't win any squares, but was happy that the Saints won, even though I like Peyton. And I think that this keeps the Brady v Peyton debate wide open as to who is the best QB.
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Plus Harvey and Lisa dropped by with Maria Rowen who came up with the first automatic of the year... you guessed it.... a bottle of the King of Scotch, Lagavulin. Then she sang along with America the Beautiful. If I were Tuna Lips, I would be a bit intimidated. Maria is a hard act to follow.
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Tommy O and Linda came by to watch the game to the bitter end. I kept a low alcohol intake due to my new found respect for moderation, although I did indulge in a couple or three Classic Winter Cocktails with a taste of Lagavulin to cap off a Super Day.
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I didn't win any squares, but was happy that the Saints won, even though I like Peyton. And I think that this keeps the Brady v Peyton debate wide open as to who is the best QB.
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Plus Harvey and Lisa dropped by with Maria Rowen who came up with the first automatic of the year... you guessed it.... a bottle of the King of Scotch, Lagavulin. Then she sang along with America the Beautiful. If I were Tuna Lips, I would be a bit intimidated. Maria is a hard act to follow.
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Tommy O and Linda came by to watch the game to the bitter end. I kept a low alcohol intake due to my new found respect for moderation, although I did indulge in a couple or three Classic Winter Cocktails with a taste of Lagavulin to cap off a Super Day.
- It’s always ‘super’ to spend some time with the MoaM and the Misses. And it was a treat to meet Tommy O…of the famed ‘foul in a towel’ call from last season. In America, you just can’t beat football and friends. The only thing missing yesterday was the fumbles and the fish sticks…
Sunday, February 07, 2010
POTW Week 5
Sorry it took so long to make the Peep of the Week selections.
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Sometimes I stall and sometimes it slips my mind.
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Since I already reported mid week that weird stuff had been happening, I thought it prudent to hold out until the last moment.
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Ran into Dave and Abby Bruett at Three Cod yesterday, before the bizarre road trip. The Bruett's are one of my favorite families, from "My Friend Who Doesn't Want His Name Mentioned in the Blog" right down to little Caroline, the newest addition.
I would have named all of the Bruett's except for the the fact that "My Friend Who Doesn't Want His Name Mentioned in the Blog" doesn't want me to mention his name. Although Merry Tufts deserves to be in anyway.
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Sometimes I stall and sometimes it slips my mind.
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Since I already reported mid week that weird stuff had been happening, I thought it prudent to hold out until the last moment.
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Ran into Dave and Abby Bruett at Three Cod yesterday, before the bizarre road trip. The Bruett's are one of my favorite families, from "My Friend Who Doesn't Want His Name Mentioned in the Blog" right down to little Caroline, the newest addition.
ANNOUNCING....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the Fifth Week of 2010
Meghan Bruett
Merry Tufts
Nancy Bruett
Caroline Bruett
Abby Bruett
Dave Bruett
I would have named all of the Bruett's except for the the fact that "My Friend Who Doesn't Want His Name Mentioned in the Blog" doesn't want me to mention his name. Although Merry Tufts deserves to be in anyway.
Moderation and the Six Step Method
Many of the posts in this venerable yet pathetic Blog deal with alcohol.
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These beverages are delicious to drink and generally lead to a mild buzz if that.
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I don't recommend that you go to bars and pound these down until you are so phucked up that you can't remember your home address.
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Then when you get someone to drive them to your home, you bring them to the wrong freaking house after climbing a long winding natural stone decorative staircase, ring the bell for about five minutes then admit that this isn't your house after all. Since no police show up and charge you with trespassing, you mosey on down the street.
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Then when you finally stagger to your house, you have no idea where the keys are and start pissing over the railing.
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Then when your irate girlfriend texts you that the key is in the mailbox and that she is not your phucking babysitter, you stagger into the house and almost cascade down the open staircase.
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Then your driver finally finds the bedroom, aims you for the mattress and gets the hell out of your house.
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This is something that I don't recommend. In all seriousness, it's fine to have fun, but know your limits.
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There were so many things that could have gone wrong with this drive home, and I'll be thinking twice before driving anyone again who can't remember their freaking address.
Lessons Learned.
1. Before you haul someone out of the pub to your truck, get their address, perferably from their drivers license.
2. Check them for their house keys and take possession of them.
3. Only after these two steps should you guide them off of the stool and towards the door.
4. Avoid winding staircases with precipitous drops.
5. Prepare to be aggravated beyond all human endurance.
6. Don't go down to the Pub in the first place and avoid this whole freaking mess.
- The Classic Winter Cocktail
- Dark and Stormies
- Lagavulin
- Guinness and Sam Adams
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These beverages are delicious to drink and generally lead to a mild buzz if that.
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I don't recommend that you go to bars and pound these down until you are so phucked up that you can't remember your home address.
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Then when you get someone to drive them to your home, you bring them to the wrong freaking house after climbing a long winding natural stone decorative staircase, ring the bell for about five minutes then admit that this isn't your house after all. Since no police show up and charge you with trespassing, you mosey on down the street.
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Then when you finally stagger to your house, you have no idea where the keys are and start pissing over the railing.
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Then when your irate girlfriend texts you that the key is in the mailbox and that she is not your phucking babysitter, you stagger into the house and almost cascade down the open staircase.
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Then your driver finally finds the bedroom, aims you for the mattress and gets the hell out of your house.
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This is something that I don't recommend. In all seriousness, it's fine to have fun, but know your limits.
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There were so many things that could have gone wrong with this drive home, and I'll be thinking twice before driving anyone again who can't remember their freaking address.
Lessons Learned.
1. Before you haul someone out of the pub to your truck, get their address, perferably from their drivers license.
2. Check them for their house keys and take possession of them.
3. Only after these two steps should you guide them off of the stool and towards the door.
4. Avoid winding staircases with precipitous drops.
5. Prepare to be aggravated beyond all human endurance.
6. Don't go down to the Pub in the first place and avoid this whole freaking mess.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
Independent Party
The other day, someone accused me of being a Republican on Facebook.
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The truth is that I'm not a registered Republican. I'm an Independent from a working class Democratic family.
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Nobody is ever totally right or wrong. The pendulum of truth constantly swings back and forth. But you can't be so open minded that your brains fall out. Often times you have to take a stand. And when that happens, I usually find myself standing on the conservative side with the Republicans.
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The things that I prize most in people are genuineness and honesty. And that's the underlying quality that I sense in Scott Brown. Then you see the phonyness in guys like John Kerry and Patrick Kennedy who are whining about Scott seeking to start the job that the people elected him for, and you start to think that all Democrats are phoney assholes like they are.
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But as an Independent, I know that not every Democrat is as big an asshole as John Kerry.
Pisc said...
John Fitzgerald Kennedy's Democratic party no longer exists. Today's Democrats are cowards - they will not define themselves on principles and tie policy back to them. They are ruled by emotions, and cling to the idea that might makes right. Might is in numbers, as in the number of people who can not or will not help themselves, outnumbering those of us who actually like to compete, take our ups and downs, and move on. Smart people, including Dems in name only, take their money and their mind from them. They are the weak herd. I am glad they are here. Unfortunately, they want to legislate away their stupidity, and their propensity to lose. Not possible, without screwing the rest of us, who on odds win more. They emote very well, though.
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The truth is that I'm not a registered Republican. I'm an Independent from a working class Democratic family.
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Nobody is ever totally right or wrong. The pendulum of truth constantly swings back and forth. But you can't be so open minded that your brains fall out. Often times you have to take a stand. And when that happens, I usually find myself standing on the conservative side with the Republicans.
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The things that I prize most in people are genuineness and honesty. And that's the underlying quality that I sense in Scott Brown. Then you see the phonyness in guys like John Kerry and Patrick Kennedy who are whining about Scott seeking to start the job that the people elected him for, and you start to think that all Democrats are phoney assholes like they are.
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But as an Independent, I know that not every Democrat is as big an asshole as John Kerry.
Pisc said...
John Fitzgerald Kennedy's Democratic party no longer exists. Today's Democrats are cowards - they will not define themselves on principles and tie policy back to them. They are ruled by emotions, and cling to the idea that might makes right. Might is in numbers, as in the number of people who can not or will not help themselves, outnumbering those of us who actually like to compete, take our ups and downs, and move on. Smart people, including Dems in name only, take their money and their mind from them. They are the weak herd. I am glad they are here. Unfortunately, they want to legislate away their stupidity, and their propensity to lose. Not possible, without screwing the rest of us, who on odds win more. They emote very well, though.
Night on the Town
At Soncies last night on Newbury Street in Boston's Back Bay, had some Lagavulins with Mountain of a Man Bobby Brown (the real one), Peter Howard and Mike "Lec" Elsier. At $17 bucks a shot, it can turn into an annoying habit, especially with those guys. After one or three of those, Elsier and I had to go to a customer event at Jillian's.~
After that, we headed back to Soncies for one more.~
So this morning, I kind of feel like shit. Which is too bad because it is a nice snowy, single digit temp morning. Perfect Saturday to go out, find some Dems, and taunt them about global warning.
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Maybe I'll rally and go out anyway.
Friday, February 05, 2010
Tax Ditty
http://susie1114.com/10percentisgoodenough.html
Ray Stevens has a new song.
Thanks to Kelly Light for letting the Peeps in on this.
Now, I'd just like to say a few words right here about taxes
I pay another man to do my taxes
On account of it's just one more deduction I can take
But the postman brought my W2 this mornin'
And this year they're claimin' a third of all I make
Now I'm just as patriotic as the next man
And you know I love that Red, White, and Blue
So I'll help to pay this risin' "cost of freedom"
But I'll be danged if I'm gonna change my point of view
Because every time the bureaucrats run out of money
Well Congress socks it to the workin' man
And I don't think it's one bit funny
When they take so much of my money
And do things with it I don't understand
I don't know why they feel they gotta squeeze us
But I'll tell you just exactly where I stand
I believe if ten percent is good enough for Jesus
Well, it ought to be enough for Uncle Sam
Now, some of them folks that we've been sendin' off to Congress
Think that all they've got to do is spend and spend
But, you know, you can't run a family, much less a country,
With more money goin' out than comin' in
And that ole debt just keeps on gettin' bigger
And we're all gonna have to pay, so don't you laugh
'Cause one day soon you might just look down at your paycheck
And figure out that they done started takin' half
And every time the bureaucrats run out of money
Well Congress socks it to the workin' man
And I don't think it's one bit funny
When they take so much of my money
And do things with it I don't understand
I don't know why they feel they gotta squeeze us
But I'll tell you just exactly where I stand
I believe if ten percent is good enough for Jesus
Well, it ought to be enough for Uncle Sam
I said if ten percent is good enough for Jesus
Well, it ought to be enough for Uncle Sam
Ray Stevens has a new song.
Thanks to Kelly Light for letting the Peeps in on this.
Now, I'd just like to say a few words right here about taxes
I pay another man to do my taxes
On account of it's just one more deduction I can take
But the postman brought my W2 this mornin'
And this year they're claimin' a third of all I make
Now I'm just as patriotic as the next man
And you know I love that Red, White, and Blue
So I'll help to pay this risin' "cost of freedom"
But I'll be danged if I'm gonna change my point of view
Because every time the bureaucrats run out of money
Well Congress socks it to the workin' man
And I don't think it's one bit funny
When they take so much of my money
And do things with it I don't understand
I don't know why they feel they gotta squeeze us
But I'll tell you just exactly where I stand
I believe if ten percent is good enough for Jesus
Well, it ought to be enough for Uncle Sam
Now, some of them folks that we've been sendin' off to Congress
Think that all they've got to do is spend and spend
But, you know, you can't run a family, much less a country,
With more money goin' out than comin' in
And that ole debt just keeps on gettin' bigger
And we're all gonna have to pay, so don't you laugh
'Cause one day soon you might just look down at your paycheck
And figure out that they done started takin' half
And every time the bureaucrats run out of money
Well Congress socks it to the workin' man
And I don't think it's one bit funny
When they take so much of my money
And do things with it I don't understand
I don't know why they feel they gotta squeeze us
But I'll tell you just exactly where I stand
I believe if ten percent is good enough for Jesus
Well, it ought to be enough for Uncle Sam
I said if ten percent is good enough for Jesus
Well, it ought to be enough for Uncle Sam
Haitian Human Traffic
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Guess What?
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It wasn't God's will.
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I hope you find salvation in a Haitian cell for the next decade or so.
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I hate people who use the name of God to mask their criminal actions.
Tuna Lips said...
and ise despises thems that rains recriminatin' on me fer spreadin' the heavenly providers message over the airwaves and vis this intronet. Allegatin that i am a violater of the Mann Act, claimin Ise engage in 'below market laborin'(that busload o' Mexican crashed on my property!), and speakin with a forked tongue about my missionary work across the Rio, its plain dont throw stones if you live in a glass house nonsense.
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