Unlikely Story

A Black Muslim Boy, grows up in Indonesia, goes to College at Columbia and Harvard, begins his political career in Chicago with crazy radicals, runs an antipoverty agency, becomes a state senator, becomes a US Senator and is elected President of the United States. You've gotta love this story... regardless of your political persuasion.

Starving Poet said.....Apr 16, 2012 04:35 AM
That is why many voted for him, the poetry of it.

"What... Me Worry?"

Everybody runs into Alfred E. Neuman once in a while.
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If he's your Friend, you couldn't care less.
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If he's your Boss, you love him.
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If he's your Business Partner, you're screwed.
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I don't even know if they still publish the satirical magazine, "MAD" that Alfred sprung from.  We used to read it cover to cover when we were kids, some skaty eighty years ago.

Jim L. saidApr 17, 2012 03:16 PM

Still published, more pricey and pales in comparison to those great mags in the mid 60's.



Proof of a Proper POTY

We rented our North Conway condo to Brendt D'Orio and his trophy wife, Kerry this winter.  They paid the rent and left the place immaculate.
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How good is that!!!  Not that I had any doubts whatsoever.   I didn't have to do any due diligence on the D'Orios since I knew Brendt since he was a Mite Hockey defenseman.   They are a class act, but it's nice when you continually see the evidence updated.
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Kerry happens to be the POTY of this pathetic Blog this year, and this does nothing to mar her reign.

Yelping for Yale

Tomorrow, it's another sojourn to New Haven County.
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If I could live anywhere in the world, New Haven, Connecticut would be right behind Astana, Kazakhstan... number 874 of the list.... although Astana has a real nice arts district.
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So I don't really look forward to the trip.
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But it's all about this collection of green papers with pictures of dead President's on them that I am trying to accumulate in obscene amounts so that I can retire in a style of which I hope to become accustomed.   Yep... there's money to be made down in gritty New Haven, and this Mountain of a Man won't let a little thing like gas prices stand in the way.
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I'll be down and back with some billable milestones before you can say "Yale Bowl".

POTW Week 14 - 2012

The stars were out at 43 Church in Salem last night as Joanne's Birthday celebration came off without a hitch.  OK... maybe a few hitches.  But nothing requiring police intervention.
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For me, the highlight was the bottle of Lagavulin that Bobby Brown so thoughtfully bought for Joanne.  Even though it technically wasn't for me, I'm giving him the Automatic Peep of the Week nod.
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What the Hell.  It's my Blog and I make the freaking rules.

ANNOUNCING


Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 14th Week of 2012


Bobby Brown (Automatic Lagavulin Rule)
Katelyn Nestor
Ryan Nestor
Mike Nestor
Kathy Peabody
Tina Rhoades

I didn't make a speech afterall, which was just as well.

LOKO said...Apr 8, 2012 05:51 AM

Did he explain why he was kicked out of Whitney's funeral?

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Not the same Brown, Loko.
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But that reminds me that Kathy Peabody, only the second person that I have ever known to be kicked out of a hockey rink, almost got the boot from the party by the restaurant management.  Something about being shushed at the bar after the BC Frozen Four Hockey Tournament Victory.  Now the word is out  that the Restaurant will be banning future 60th Birthday Parties because of the riff raff they attract.
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That's Bullshit, but I don't care.   I don't go to many of them and that was the only one we have to do for Joanne.  Although Katelyn did a great job with her friend Tina on this one.

Pisc said....Apr 10, 2012 08:20 AM

Although Bob Brown and being kicked out of a place does ring true.

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Well stated Pisc.

That also reminds me of a former day when our other Mountain of a Man, Bobby Brown and yours truly were politely asked to leave a wine tasting from one of the finer Napa Valley Wineries.   If I remember correctly, it was the Francis Ford Coppola Winery.  Seems we overtasted so to speak.
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The proprietors were well within their rights.   We were freaking drunk, but I didn't  think that it showed.

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Good Times.

Planning a Speech

I'm thinking of making a speech at Joanne's birthday shindig that the kids are planning.
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I'll keep it low key.  Don't want to bring people to their knees with emotional sobbing, nor do I want to elicit cheers and warwhoops.  Words can be powerful.
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Sometimes, being a Mountain of a Man means that you have to find the middle ground.

Wicked Better

For some reason, everything went right today.
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Woke up and  my grandkids were snuggled in their beds for the Wed. sleepover
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Won major new puchase orders from two of Nanepashemet Telecom's most important customers.
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Worked the financial projections nine ways to Tuesday, and couldn't see a reason why this won't be the best money year ever.
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Heard from my daughter and her amazing Italian vacation.
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And now I'm posting on this pathetic Blog.
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An almost perfect day.
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Things are starting to get wicked better.

Progeny

This is my oldest son, Ryan, and my oldest grandson, Will.
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It is nice to see that I've imparted my wisdom down through the succeeding generations.

A Coakley Croaker

So AG Martha Coakley is going after Tim Cahill, saying that the former Treasurer enriched his chances in the Governor's race by the improper publishing of Lottery Ads, that he administered during the last Massachusetts Gubernatorial campaign.
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Er... Martha.  How do you figure that the pretentious Cahill enriched himself?
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Didn't he lose the freaking election?    A poor job of enrichment I would say.  Aren't you supposed to gain some riches if you're enriched?
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And aren't you, Martha, possibly gaining a whole lot of publicity by this frivolous lawsuit?  Seems to me that the power and resources of your department could be much better used in the public good other than this shameless crusade to gain camera exposure.
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It would be nice to get a strong AG candidate to run against the disingenuous Coakley, who, BTW, has apparently disclosed that she would be seeking the office again.    She really has got to go.
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I'm no fan of Cahill....  But the foolishness of Coakley continues to make me appreciate Scott Brown a whole lot more these days.

Kardashian Kulture

Anyone who says that Kim Kardashian has no talent obviously hasn't seen this photograph.

She has beautiful fingernails.

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I wonder if she can sing?

Gagging on Perky

Fans of this pathetic Blog know that I generally loathe watching  Good Morning America, and watch only out of habit, a need for self flagellation or a sick combination of both.
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I realize there is a pathological flaw in play here, but it is what it is.
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So I didn't think things could get worse with this aggravating morning show.... but they did.... Big Time.
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The Female Basketball Player Anchor who cries alot decides to take a two week vacation from the biased midget, George Democratonopholos... and who do they give the slot to?    Not a deserving reserve from the weekend edition like Brianna Golddigger.   No.
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They bring in possibly the most obnoxious, self-righteous, pretentious ego-maniac that the liberal media has ever upchucked.
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Yes... that would be Katie Couric.
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I had to stop typing for a while there because of the wicked gag reflex that always kicks in when I even think of Little Miss Perky.  
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This is going to be a tough two weeks.

Tuna Lips saidApr 4, 2012 03:59 PM

I betcha she bleaches her rose bud. Hooooooey! Likes me some o' dem spicy vittles!

Happy Birthday Joanne

Bought a chain saw sharpening machine at Harbor Freight Tools yesterday.  Then I sharpened the chain on my chain saw and cut a wood pallet that was in the back of the Ford F150 when Dale and Gail walked by and decided to have some Dark and Stormies with Joanne and I.
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One thing led to another, and before you know it, we were grilling lamb patties and making macaroni and cheese.
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It could have been worse.
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We could have been short on lamb patties and Black Seal Rum.
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But everything worked out fine.
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Today is my wife,  Joanne's, Birthday.  Not sure if she wants to reveal her age to you Panting Peeps on this Pathetic Blog.... but suffice it to say that she is freaking old.  I think she was seventeen when I met her and that was over  forty + or - years ago... so that's a clue.
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She's still good though.  A little different from the early days, but in many ways, a lot better.
Happy Birthday Joanne.  A lot of people love you and I'm one of them.