Monthly Archives: December 2014

Grunt Predicts Top Ten Events of 2015

IBR-111318910. The Republican party splits into two after bloody internal warfare. The Tea Party splinter party decides on a Rand Paul / Allen West ticket for 2016. The establishment GOP can’t decide between Jeb Bush, John McCain and Mitt Romney, so they pull a Hail Mary move and nominate Hillary Clinton, who is the one they all secretly wanted anyway.

9. After years of scientists’ speculation about the danger of the Yellowstone caldera, it finally erupts into a shield volcano that covers all of the Rocky Mountain and Central Plains states under a half-mile of ash and lava flow, displacing 100 million American citizens. President Obama insists on completing his 315th and 316th rounds of golf in Monaco with King Saud during most of the crisis, and sends Joe Biden to Chicago to give a speech. At MSNBC, Al Sharpton is criticized for commenting about the “hellish devastation in Canada.”

8. Al Franken, Minnesota Senator and former SNL writer is finally named as the rogue Vatican english translator who has been altering Church documents as they were translated into English, causing extensive confusion among Western Catholics for the last two years. The manhunt for the rogue translator didn’t heat up until the conclusion of the recent Vatican Bishop’s Synod, when a final report on marriage, which clearly included language about marriage being between “one man and one woman” in the Italian version was found to say “between mammals, generally, or any consenting vertebrate or invertebrate, really” in the English version.

7. Race relations descend into utter chaos in virtually every American city as black youth, encouraged by President Obama to “stay the course” in their distrust of police, succeed in looting and burning virtually everything until the entire country resembles Detroit. At some point, Washington, DC rioters breach the fence at Andrews AFB while Obama is on the golf course there. Seeing their damage to the 13th green, he responds with shock and outrage, declaring immediate martial law, shooting of all looters on sight, and the arrest and summary execution of Al Sharpton without trial. This, finally, ends the crisis.

6. President Obama is tricked by his staff on April 1st into signing an executive order that outlaws all executive orders.

5. The price of oil hits $40/barrel and U.S. gasoline prices drop below $2/gallon, causing an acute economic crisis in oil producing countries, especially Russia. Vladimir Putin cleverly survives the crisis by sharply raising the price of Russian wives and prostitutes exported to western countries.

4. In acknowledgment of recent global realizations, universities begin to move their Climate Science Departments into the same buildings with the Saudi Feminist Law, Advanced Metaphysics and Astrology Science Departments.

3. Russian troops accidentally invade Latvia disguised as Polish troops while attempting to conquer Belarus. Russian President Putin immediately condemns the incursion. German chancellor Angela Merkel broadly hints that if they would only invade Greece instead, getting them off the hands of the European Union, there could be some money in it for them.

2. North Korea takes credit for a 3-day power outage in Vancouver caused by heavy snowfall. Kim Jong Un informs Canadian Parliament by tweet that all of Canada will be dragged back to the “stone age” if they don’t start respecting North Korean power. Canadian Prime Minister Harper retorts that he certainly respects North Korean knowledge of the stone age.

1. NASA Goddard reissues their global gravity model GEM15 over 5 times before being forced to incorporate a new variable identifying the global position of Kim Kardashian’s ass.

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Allen West talks racism on Fox News Live Sunday

Obama sad

Allen West: Obama Creating Myth Of Modern-Day Racism
Tom Hinchey — December 30, 2014

Charles Payne asserted to Lt. Col. Allen West on Fox News Live Sunday that many people believe President Barack Obama is the central reason why race relations seem to be getting worse in the United States. Colonel West commented that he grew up in the inner city of Atlanta and remembers what race relations used to be like. West said that racial division is what Obama wants.

“For President Obama, when you look at it from his perspective as a progressive socialist community organizer, he believes that race relations are fine, because of the impact they’re having on what they believe is social justice. So when you have this incredible divide amongst us, because that is the aim and the goal of collectivism, which is what the president believes in, then everything is fine for him.”

Colonel West pointed out that the president and Al Sharpton are perpetuating a mob atmosphere:

“When you have someone like Al Sharpton visiting the White House and providing him counsel eighty-two times and standing and putting pressure on Sony and other individuals, and this angst that has happened, and this mob atmosphere that is going on, this is really what the president would like to have – this vomiting of dissension. But that is not what the inner city needs right now. We need economic growth. We need better education opportunities. But that’s not the focus.”

Payne added that President Obama is stoking racial division because he is unable to improve the economy.

“I would actually argue that a lot of times the president’s fallback position with respect to stoking the anger and anxiety with race is because of an inability to move the economic needle … It feels like at every turn that he could blame or hint or suggest that racism was at the fault of criticism, the fault of failure, he took that.”

West responded that, although the nation has a black president and many other black people serving in positions of authority, it still is not good enough for Obama.

“Well, one of the things is that they created that atmosphere back early in 2009. Eric Holder said that we were a nation of cowards when it came to race. And you look at the fact that we have elected and re-elected the first black president, but yet he still believes that that’s not enough. We have the National Security Advisor, the Department of Homeland Security. I don’t know what more else you need to have.”


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Some of my favorite photoshops from 2014

Pajama Boy
Obama Entitleist
Obama Ball
Clinton poverty
Obama Ebola
Obama Birthday EO
Hey Media
Obama commanding
Obama Fail

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Getting started with ferments

2014_12 31 My fermenting station

This is my fermenting station.  It’s on an outer wall and it’s winter, so I covered some cardboard with foil and put a small lamp up there.  It keeps it a nice temperature.  My two jugs of kombucha brew up 6 quarts in 7 days, then I decant into 10 GT’s bottles for a second brew of 7 days.  My quart jar of kefir ferments 2 cups in 24 hours; I’m alternating liquid days and cheese days.

Besides this stuff, I have room for 4 more quart jars that I bought airlocks lids for.  You can see one jar of onions fermenting between the booch jug and the GT’s bottles.  I’m having so much fun experimenting!  I’ve done a few bean pastes with black beans and chick peas; basically, fermented hummus-y spreads.  So delicious!  I also fermented a big jar of chopped garlic mixed with peppercorns and oregano; that is STRONG tasting, so I only use small amounts as an additive in other things, like the spreads.  But it’ll last 9 months or more in the fridge and I’m enjoying having chopped garlic without chopping garlic, so now I’m doing chopped onions as well.

Dearest just called from Wegman’s about New Year date night dinner and told me he’d found organic beets, carrots and radishes, so that will be next up on my shelf.  I’ve done a bunch of cabbage krauts, which it turns out I LOVE.  Home fermenting makes food taste very different from what I ever experienced before.  I never liked cabbage and I worked at Orange Julius once upon a time and hated even the smell of their sauerkraut.  But I LOVE my kraut and kimchi!

Except now I have learned that fermenting has no affect on the goitrogens in cruciferous vegetables; these must be cooked before someone like me (Hashimoto’s) should eat them.  So I’m going to try cooking the cabbage I’ve got left in the house, then fermenting it using a starter.  You can easily “wild” ferment cabbage; it has plenty of the good bacteria naturally.  But cooking it will kill that off, so I’ll have to add a culture.  I’m interested to see what cooked-then-fermented cabbage tastes like.  (Have I mentioned how FUN this is?!)

I started out with ferments rather by accident.  I joined a Facebook group that was recommended to me  because ferments have been helpful for autism.  Fermenting for Healing Facebook Group @  I had no idea what “fermenting” was, apart from some vague notion about beer and maybe wine.

I am SO glad I stuck around.  The group is really nice about answering newby questions like, “What is a SCOBY?”  [Symbiotic Culture of Bacteria and Yeast … the culture that is used to ferment sweet tea into kombucha.]  When I posted a newby question, one of the members answered by linking to Donna Schwenck’s site @, noting she had found the site a good resource and had gotten her kefir and kombucha cultures in the store there.

I bought Donna’s DVD, which is very reasonably priced, and liked it enough to buy more copies to give to my girls.  I found another DVD by another fermenting educator at the library and, while I learned some interesting stuff, I thought it was short on the “how to” for newbies.  Plus, when I looked it up at Amazon, I thought it was absurdly overpriced.  As I recall, it cost almost 3x what Donna charges for her DVD that is much better with the “getting started” info.

I bought my cultures for $26 each (kefir and kombucha) from Donna, because I don’t know anyone else who ferments.  They are good, healthy cultures that are busy making me and mine healthier, plus making culture babies.  If anyone here wants to save some money, I will mail my culture’s off-spring for the cost of shipping.  It’ll be first come, first served.  Warrior Princess took half my babies when she visited and I’m sending the rest of what I have at the moment to GP next Monday, so it’ll be a couple weeks before I’ll have more.

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Confessions of a Public Defender

This is a very honest look at the problem of black crime.  Sadly, it is written by someone who obviously hasn’t managed to see past his own “liberal” self-identification to discern the true cause.  The blacks he describes below are people he encounters in his work, people who have embraced the violence and lies and sin that the deeply racist liberal left has promulgated.  They are not people like Ben Carson, who was raised by a single mother in a ghetto, but who rejected those values and embraced what the Gospel of Jesus truly teaches.


Confessions of a Public Defender By Michael Smith – May 9, 2014

I am a public defender in a large southern metropolitan area. Fewer than ten percent of the people in the area I serve are black but over 90 per cent of my clients are black. The remaining ten percent are mainly Hispanics but there are a few whites.

I have no explanation for why this is, but crime has racial patterns. Hispanics usually commit two kinds of crime: sexual assault on children and driving under the influence. Blacks commit many violent crimes but very few sex crimes. The handful of whites I see commit all kinds of crimes. In my many years as a public defender I have represented only three Asians, and one was half black.

As a young lawyer, I believed the official story that blacks are law abiding, intelligent, family-oriented people, but are so poor they must turn to crime to survive. Actual black behavior was a shock to me.

The media invariably sugarcoat black behavior. Even the news reports of the very crimes I dealt with in court were slanted. Television news intentionally leaves out unflattering facts about the accused, and sometimes omits names that are obviously black. All this rocked my liberal, tolerant beliefs, but it took me years to set aside my illusions and accept the reality of what I see every day. I have now served thousands of blacks and their families, protecting their rights and defending them in court. What follow are my observations.

Although blacks are only a small percentage of our community, the courthouse is filled with them: the halls and gallery benches are overflowing with black defendants, families, and crime victims. Most whites with business in court arrive quietly, dress appropriately, and keep their heads down. They get in and get out–if they can–as fast as they can. For blacks, the courthouse is like a carnival. They all seem to know each other: hundreds and hundreds each day, gossiping, laughing loudly, waving, and crowding the halls.

When I am appointed to represent a client I introduce myself and explain that I am his lawyer. I explain the court process and my role in it, and I ask the client some basic questions about himself. At this stage, I can tell with great accuracy how people will react. Hispanics are extremely polite and deferential. An Hispanic will never call me by my first name and will answer my questions directly and with appropriate respect for my position. Whites are similarly respectful.

A black man will never call me Mr. Smith; I am always “Mike.” It is not unusual for a 19-year-old black to refer to me as “dog.” A black may mumble complaints about everything I say, and roll his eyes when I politely interrupt so I can continue with my explanation. Also, everything I say to blacks must be at about the third-grade level. If I slip and use adult language, they get angry because they think I am flaunting my superiority.

At the early stages of a case, I explain the process to my clients. I often do not yet have the information in the police reports. Blacks are unable to understand that I do not yet have answers to all of their questions, but that I will by a certain date. They live in the here and the now and are unable to wait for anything. Usually, by the second meeting with the client I have most of the police reports and understand their case.

Unlike people of other races, blacks never see their lawyer as someone who is there to help them. I am a part of the system against which they are waging war. They often explode with anger at me and are quick to blame me for anything that goes wrong in their case.

Black men often try to trip me up and challenge my knowledge of the law or the facts of the case. I appreciate sincere questions about the elements of the offense or the sentencing guidelines, but blacks ask questions to test me. Unfortunately, they are almost always wrong in their reading, or understanding, of the law, and this can cause friction. I may repeatedly explain the law, and provide copies of the statute showing, for example, why my client must serve six years if convicted, but he continues to believe that a hand-written note from his “cellie” is controlling law.

The Constitution allows a defendant to make three crucial decisions in his case. He decides whether to plea guilty or not guilty. He decides whether to have a bench trial or a jury trial. He decides whether he will testify or whether he will remain silent. A client who insists on testifying is almost always making a terrible mistake, but I cannot stop him.

Most blacks are unable to speak English well. They cannot conjugate verbs. They have a poor grasp of verb tenses. They have a limited vocabulary. They cannot speak without swearing. They often become hostile on the stand. Many, when they testify, show a complete lack of empathy and are unable to conceal a morality based on the satisfaction of immediate, base needs. This is a disaster, especially in a jury trial. Most jurors are white, and are appalled by the demeanor of uneducated, criminal blacks.

Prosecutors are delighted when a black defendant takes the stand. It is like shooting fish in a barrel. However, the defense usually gets to cross-examine the black victim, who is likely to make just as bad an impression on the stand as the defendant. This is an invaluable gift to the defense, because jurors may not convict a defendant—even if they think he is guilty—if they dislike the victim even more than they dislike the defendant.

Most criminal cases do not go to trial. Often the evidence against the accused is overwhelming, and the chances of conviction are high. The defendant is better off with a plea bargain: pleading guilty to a lesser charge and getting a lighter sentence.

The decision to plea to a lesser charge turns on the strength of the evidence. When blacks ask the ultimate question—”Will we win at trial?”—I tell them I cannot know, but I then describe the strengths and weaknesses of our case. The weaknesses are usually obvious: There are five eyewitnesses against you. Or, you made a confession to both the detective and your grandmother. They found you in possession of a pink cell phone with a case that has rhinestones spelling the name of the victim of the robbery. There is a video of the murderer wearing the same shirt you were wearing when you were arrested, which has the words “In Da Houz” on the back, not to mention you have the same “RIP Pookie 7/4/12” tattoo on your neck as the man in the video. Etc.

If you tell a black man that the evidence is very harmful to his case, he will blame you. “You ain’t workin’ fo’ me.” “It like you workin’ with da State.” Every public defender hears this. The more you try to explain the evidence to a black man, the angrier he gets. It is my firm belief many black are unable to discuss the evidence against them rationally because they cannot view things from the perspective of others. They simply cannot understand how the facts in the case will appear to a jury.

This inability to see things from someone else’s perspective helps explain why there are so many black criminals. They do not understand the pain they are inflicting on others. One of my robbery clients is a good example. He and two co-defendants walked into a small store run by two young women. All three men were wearing masks. They drew handguns and ordered the women into a back room. One man beat a girl with his gun. The second man stood over the second girl while the third man emptied the cash register. All of this was on video.

My client was the one who beat the girl. When he asked me, “What are our chances at trial?” I said, “Not so good.” He immediately got angry, raised his voice, and accused me of working with the prosecution. I asked him how he thought a jury would react to the video. “They don’t care,” he said. I told him the jury would probably feel deeply sympathetic towards these two women and would be angry at him because of how he treated them. I asked him whether he felt bad for the women he had beaten and terrorized. He told me what I suspected—what too many blacks say about the suffering of others: “What do I care? She ain’t me. She ain’t kin. Don’t even know her.”

As a public defender, I have learned many things about people. One is that defendants do not have fathers. If a black even knows the name of his father, he knows of him only as a shadowy person with whom he has absolutely no ties. When a client is sentenced, I often beg for mercy on the grounds that the defendant did not have a father and never had a chance in life. I have often tracked down the man’s father–in jail–and have brought him to the sentencing hearing to testify that he never knew his son and never lifted a finger to help him. Often, this is the first time my client has ever met his father. These meetings are utterly unemotional.

Many black defendants don’t even have mothers who care about them. Many are raised by grandmothers after the state removes the children from an incompetent teenaged mother. Many of these mothers and grandmothers are mentally unstable, and are completely disconnected from the realities they face in court and in life. A 47-year-old grandmother will deny that her grandson has gang ties even though his forehead is tattooed with a gang sign or slogan. When I point this out in as kind and understanding way as I can, she screams at me. When black women start screaming, they invoke the name of Jesus and shout swear words in the same breath.

Black women have great faith in God, but they have a twisted understanding of His role. They do not pray for strength or courage. They pray for results: the satisfaction of immediate needs. One of my clients was a black woman who prayed in a circle with her accomplices for God’s protection from the police before they would set out to commit a robbery.

The mothers and grandmothers pray in the hallways–not for justice, but for acquittal. When I explain that the evidence that their beloved child murdered the shop keeper is overwhelming, and that he should accept the very fair plea bargain I have negotiated, they will tell me that he is going to trial and will “ride with the Lord.” They tell me they speak to God every day and He assures them that the young man will be acquitted.

The mothers and grandmothers do not seem to be able to imagine and understand the consequences of going to trial and losing. Some – and this is a shocking reality it took me a long time to grasp – don’t really care what happens to the client, but want to make it look as though they care. This means pounding their chests in righteous indignation, and insisting on going to trial despite terrible evidence. They refuse to listen to the one person – me – who has the knowledge to make the best recommendation. These people soon lose interest in the case, and stop showing up after about the third or fourth court date. It is then easier for me to convince the client to act in his own best interests and accept a plea agreement.

Part of the problem is that underclass black women begin having babies at age 15. They continue to have babies, with different black men, until they have had five or six. These women do not go to school. They do not work. They are not ashamed to live on public money. They plan their entire lives around the expectation that they will always get free money and never have to work. I do not see this among whites, Hispanics, or any other people.

The black men who become my clients also do not work. They get social security disability payments for a mental defect or for a vague and invisible physical ailment. They do not pay for anything: not for housing (Grandma lives on welfare and he lives with her), not for food (Grandma and the baby-momma share with him), and not for child support. When I learn that my 19-year-old defendant does not work or go to school, I ask, “What do you do all day?” He smiles. “You know, just chill.” These men live in a culture with no expectations, no demands, and no shame.

If you tell a black to dress properly for trial, and don’t give specific instructions, he will arrive in wildly inappropriate clothes. I represented a woman who was on trial for drugs; she wore a baseball cap with a marijuana leaf embroidered on it. I represented a man who wore a shirt that read “rules are for suckers” to his probation hearing. Our office provides suits, shirts, ties, and dresses for clients to wear for jury trials. Often, it takes a whole team of lawyers to persuade a black to wear a shirt and tie instead of gang colors.

From time to time the media report that although blacks are 12 percent of the population they are 40 percent of the prison population. This is supposed to be an outrage that results from unfair treatment by the criminal justice system. What the media only hint at is another staggering reality: recidivism. Black men are arrested and convicted over and over. It is typical for a black man to have five felony convictions before the age of 30. This kind of record is rare among whites and Hispanics, and probably even rarer among Asians.

At one time our office was looking for a motto that defined our philosophy. Someone joked that it should be: “Doesn’t everyone deserve an eleventh chance?”

I am a liberal. I believe that those of us who are able to produce abundance have a moral duty to provide basic food, shelter, and medical care for those who cannot care for themselves. I believe we have this duty even to those who can care for themselves but don’t. This world view requires compassion and a willingness to act on it.

My experience has taught me that we live in a nation in which a jury is more likely to convict a black defendant who has committed a crime against a white. Even the dullest of blacks know this. There would be a lot more black-on-white crime if this were not the case.

However, my experience has also taught me that blacks are different by almost any measure to all other people. They cannot reason as well. They cannot communicate as well. They cannot control their impulses as well. They are a threat to all who cross their paths, black and non-black alike.

I do not know the solution to this problem. I do know that it is wrong to deceive the public. Whatever solutions we seek should be based on the truth rather than what we would prefer was the truth. As for myself, I will continue do my duty to protect the rights of all who need me.


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If Black lives REALLY mattered

2014_12 23 Sheriff Clarke says black lives matter

Milwaukee Sheriff David Clarke speaks on support for law enforcement officers and the phrase “Black lives matter.”  This CNN interview is well worth your time.  Sheriff Clarke makes a LOT of very good points that the race mongers totally ignore.

Dec 26, 2014: CNN’s Poppy Harlow interviews Sheriff David Clarke [9:04]

“When I hear these things that Black lives matter, the only people who really believe that statement are American police officers who go into American ghettos every day to keep people from killing each other. Alright, so, yes I did say that and I meant it. Look, the abortions? If Black lives – if they really mattered, that’s where the outrage would be, that’s where we’d see protests…”


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This is an exercise in total self-indulgence. I wouldn’t read it were I you.

A couple of you may have noticed I haven’t posted for awhile. There are persistent issues with this here Univac machine. Long story short…I made contact with a tech who lives 35 miles north,in Southern Wisconsin. He wasn’t the cheapest but he guaranteed his work. He asked me to load a program called Teamviewer,whereby he could repair my PC remotely from his location after I gave him the ID and password. When I downloaded it,five more programs sneaked onto my machine that were all popup nightmares. I managed to uninstall them all except one called Comodo Geek Buddy. It kept asking me to upgrade rather than uninstall. Hopefully he can fix this stuff today. I’m sick of pages not loading and slower-than-sorghum performance. Hopefully I’ll be regaling you again soon with things like cops being murdered, demonstrators being run over, hypocritical libs crying racism and the media telling us how Jeb Bush would be such a fine republican presidential candidate.


We had a really nice Christmas at Casa Pistol. DW’s son,daughter and her hubby and Miss Isabel and Miss Olivia and our best friends. Miss Olivia loved the latest addition to her Brown Bear family and Miss Isabel really liked the Olaf we found a couple months ago and bought because we knew they would be gone shortly.

Saturday we went to Daughter#1’s house to exchange gifts. D#2 was there with her boyfriend and our Tyler. After they left to take Tyler to his dad’s, d#1, her hubby, and DW and I talked for hours. I informed SIL his gift to me was going to be some pictures, since I don’t have any of the family.
This is DW and I with the flesh of my flesh:

These are my grandchildren. They’re all I have. It infuriates me that they will bear the burden for the profligate spending the drunken hacks in DC are doing right now. Rihanna, RJ, Tyler, Peyton, and Karissa don’t even get a vote for years yet.

We are taking D#1 and her beloved to our favorite little Italian restaurant Friday. Tonight,as every News Year’s Eve for years,we’re going to our favorite steak place,which we can only afford once a year. Our kids got us a gift card from there that should cover most of it.

Facebook is such a wonder. My cousin,Trish,who I met by accident a couple weeks ago, invited me to breakfast with her and her dad yesterday. There’s always so much to talk about after not seeing each other for years. Later she posted a picture her mother had of my older brother,Russell. It hung in our living room for many years. He was seven and I was about three when he went into our backyard to play. He jumped out of the tree he was playing on and mom’s clothesline,which was wrapped around the bottom branch, caught around his neck. My dad went out later to do some gardening and found him with his feet about 3 inches off the ground. It was shortly after that my parents split up and my dad,being a severe diabetic,quit taking his insulin. When he was found in a downtown hotel room the coroner determined he’d been dead for three days. His birthday and death day are the same.

This really brought back memories. He’d have been almost 70 today. How different would things have been with a big brother and a dad? Who knows?

Thats all I have until my PC issues are resolved.Thanks for not listening.


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PoliNation Christmas Review 2014

In Illinois…
Somewhere in the northern Rockies…
That’s Auntie Lib and Bob right behind her.

Meanwhile, back in Wisconsin, Bob got something special made for her by Chrissy.
In New York, Chrissy’s great joy was a visit from Warrior Princess, who took some time off from her usual super-hero duties in the U.S. Armed Forces.


She almost got to see some grand children, but there were some difficulties that led to a last minute cancellation.
In Virginia, Ting got a new toy she’d been wanting for a while.
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In Maryland, Zophiel had a little job trouble early in the season when applying with a South Korean firm.
Then, when heading north for some skiing, she nearly got involved in a snowy road accident.
But she still had a great Christmas at her own place, decorating the tree just the way she wanted it.
In Oklahoma, Mindful and his good Lady enjoyed a cowboy Christmas, and as usual, no one “shot their eye out.”
Here in Colorado, it was also a cowboy Christmas, and in Parker, CO, we had a particular treat in having Michael Martin Murphey perform his “Cowboy Christmas” show in town this year. He’s been doing that show around the West for years, and I fondly remember having him drop by one of the northern New Mexico ranches where I was working back around the summer of 1979 or 1980 to play for free for the staff. Sure, he got some buffalo stew out of it, but it was generous of him, and I’ve always admired this authentic cowboy minstrel.


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New Candidate Sidebar Graphic and Contest

wine2Some of the PoliNation staff have been talking about changing up a bit of the sidebar art, perhaps as a way to man-up the blog somewhat, since we are a mixed crowd, after all. I haven’t discussed this book room photo with anyone yet; I’m just putting it up for discussion. However, if it turns out that the regulars like it, I will also offer to photoshop someone of your choice in the empty green chair. It occurred to me that it might be fun to have Ronald Reagan or Mark Twain or Claire Boothe Luce sitting in the chair, reading. I have no preference, but anyone who suggests the winning figure (voted on by all) stands to win the grand prize, which I will provide. Probably some kind of booze, like a six-pack of Bluebird Bitter or Pig’s Grunt Ale, but possibly something Chrissy fermented. Who knows?

In general, I find the reading room photo appropriate, since the early days of the Honey Trail blog (one of our predecessors) involved a good bit of book review and reading suggestions. Even today we have occasional reviews of books and movies like the old days. Any other ideas?  Any votes on the reading room photo above?  Of course, blog founders, like Rose or Bob or others may exercise veto power, so don’t be shy.  I’m particularly interested in hearing from Harvey and Hoot and Frankly, since I think they have shown interest in reading lists in the past, but there are many others, of course.


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Fermenting is amazeballs!

Giraffe kissy

At 3:30 pm, I noticed I had not taken any pain medication since 9:00 am!  I blame the ferments. 🙂  Also, I got a text from Mama Buzz that, since starting to drink kombucha, she has totally lost all craving for diet soda!

“Amazeballs” has been added to the Oxford English Dictionary. The Bluebird of Bitterness believes this to be yet another sign of the decline of Western civilization.


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