tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73083142025-08-09T00:27:43.533-07:00Up the stream of consciousness without a paddle.Lord Floppingtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946455894230825118noreply@blogger.comBlogger629125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308314.post-88457396930850129452009-09-04T22:22:00.000-07:002009-09-04T23:14:47.164-07:00

Is President Obama's speech to America's children next week a sinister plot to brainwash them? Well, since they removed the assignment asking kids to write a letter about how they will help Obama, we can probably say no. Even if it's not a brainwash plot, should schools come to a stop while he commences to speechify? What about all those standards? Will Obama's talking points be on the

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No, I don't have swine flu yet. But that lady I work with has been gone for a couple of weeks now. I'm not sure what she's got.

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So a lady at work told me her daughter and granddaughter were being tested for swine flu. That was Wednesday.I didn't see her today. That's not definitive, but I'll usually see her about 75-80% of the time. Maybe she's sick too.I didn't think too much of it, until we all got an email from headquarters announcing that Swine flu is widespread in out county and in our school district. Within a half

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First things first: not all Democrats suffer from Bush Derangement Syndrome.I think I finally understand Bush Derangement Syndrome. And I think the psychosis that characterizes BDS may have been caused by a lack of sleep.Last night I lay awake with visions of the Fairness Doctrine dancing in my head. I spent some time wondering what was going to happen to my taxes. I wondered how many of my

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I don't always keep up with the pictures so well, but here are a few from a local farm. If you find yourself a bit southeast from Sacramento, wandering the back roads, you can pull over by the fence and look at some of the unusual animals. Or, if not unusual, at least the sorts of animals we don't usually think of as barnyard animals.First up, we have some cattle, plus a bit of an emu coming in

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It doesn't take much of a Google search to discover that Jesse Jackson has garnered a reputation as a shakedown artist of the highest order. Whether it's Anheuser Busch, or Toyota, or major telecom firms seeking mergers, Jackson finds a way to profit. His procedure is to threaten or initiate a boycott of a company, or threaten or initiate opposition to a proposed merger. When the companies in

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Every year, at the last faculty meeting, the head counselor gets up and gives teachers a lecture about grades. In our district, we have a policy that a student who does not get a comment saying "In danger of failing" on the mid-quarter progress report, cannot be given an "F" on the end of quarter report card. If a student does get an "F" without that warning comment, the student is free to

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Not many, really. I wasn't careful when I dropped out of the Republican party. I checked Independent, which in my silly brain meant I wasn't with any party. Then my sample ballot came, informing me that I'm registered with the American Independent party. So I could choose from three people I've never heard of. I was at a loss. I was at a crossroads. I asked myself, what would Jesus do?In that

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I kept looking for the Will Ferrell Budweiser commercial on all these lists of great Super Bowl ads. Then I tried to look on a big list of all the commercials that ran. Still no luck. I began to wonder if I had dreamed the ad. Then Google took me right to it:And here's a version that I didn't see, pretty much all different, and about three times as long.:I guess now it seems like everyone but me

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Usually, I end up seeing half a rainbow. One end comes down to the ground, and the other is faded out somewhere. Today was particularly well suited for rainbow viewing, one of the few positive byproducts of these California storms. I think this was also the first time I have seen two rainbows at once. The inner was the bright one, and the outer was more dim.Since I couldn't capture both ends of

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After leaving Susanville and Mount Shasta behind, we found ourselves tempted (well, I found myself tempted, and Miss Tori was kind enough to indulge me) by the Lava Beds National Monument:Lava Beds = Caves! Remember to cave softly and safely:We hadn't even made it to the ranger station. We weren't sure what was even around here, so when we saw this cave, I wanted to do a little exploring. What if

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I'm here at the Marriott, typing on a wireless keyboard, with the TV screen as a monitor. Disneyland. Kind of cool. Don't even need a laptop anymore. More when we get home.

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Most female mammals enter a period called estrus, in which they are most fertile. This is also referred to as going into heat. Makes the female want to "do it." I believe that's the technical term. However, human females don't seem to enter into such an obvious condition. It might be presumed that this is one of the advantages in being highly evolved. Maybe the modern woman has better things to

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Leaving Susanville on day two, we took State Highway 139 going north. We pulled over on the slopes of Antelope mountain to look back down the valley from whence we came. This is a little to the left: And a little to the right:That faint line running left to right is the road we were just on, minutes before. You may be able to make out the slow motorhome:Which means we have time for one more quick

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Moving on from Honey lake, we soon found ourselves in Susanville. It's a cute little town, with a cute little name. And some dude driving this hot rod mobile:We didn't quite find old town Susanville, but we did come across a couple of large paintings on the side of a building that seem to reproduce old photographs. The first shows Main and Lassen streets, in 1918:This one is Main and Gay streets,

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Instapundit notes here that a small, rather obscure film is going for the rather unsmall price of $118.94 on Amazon. How can this be?One possibility, from Wikipedia: As of May 2006, the DVD of The Last Days of Disco has been out of print for a couple of years (since 2000 or 2001), and is selling for $100 to $270 online.Ok, but then there's the fact that the first film in the trilogy, Metropolitan

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So we jettisoned the Oracular Tour Generator last time when it tried to direct us into a complete circle. Fortunately, we were far enough along the way to start winging it, so wing it we did. We breezed on past Reno, and decided to go north on Highway 395. Generally speaking, I suppose you could say it runs north-south along the Sierra Nevada mountains. I picture this stretch we're following as

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Well everything seems to have found it's place, and we're ready to begin. There are too many pics each day, so the days have been divided into more manageable segments. Today's segment sets up the trip and gets us near to Reno, Nevada.We called it the Magical Mystery Tour because Miss Tori and I frequently have problems deciding what exactly we want to do. Sure, we want to go on a trip for a few

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Well, it would have been, but who knew it would take two or three hours just to go through and cull the outtakes, make notes, retrace the route on a map, and research one fatality? At least it's been divided by day. Even then, it could be a little long. The four day trip had 41, 35, 53, and 81 pics respectively. I'll probably need to divide the days down into manageable segments. Still, we're a

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Many of us are familiar with the experience of an athlete or coach coming up and asking if there is any way that little Billy can raise his grade.Many of us may even be familiar with this happening with a student who was in our class in a prior year. Now that billy is a senior, he needs to make sure he has all C's for his NCAA paperwork.Some of you may even be at a school where you cannot be sure

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Check out the Carnival of the Insanities every Sunday for some fun, wacky, and just crazy stuff from all over the web. Enjoy some good links, and send some in yourself. You don't even have to limit yourself to Sundays, Dr. Sanity is there all week.

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The X-Men. You may know them as the superhero team whose greatest power is the power of allegory. You see, the X-Men symbolize the losers, the unwanted, the strange, the different, the minority.Every time someone calls an X-Man a mutie or a freak, we're reminded that people call gays freaks too. Every time some mutant whose only power is to change colors gets a beatdown from ignorant normals,

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Instapundit notes here that Jonathan Adler has written a review of Bjorn Lomborg's new book COOL IT: The Skeptical Environmentalist's Guide to Global Warming. The review can be found at National Review Online here.I happened to read another bit about this book, an excerpt in Discover Magazine. In it, Lomborg looks at the European heat wave of 2003, and the 35,000 deaths that spanned several

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Ok, sure. Like the rest of you freedom lovers, I was a bit bothered by the idea of government monitoring of internet usage. Of course, that is probably relatively minimal here in the US, but in a place like China, it may very well be relatively maximal, if I may coin a phrase.More disturbing was the idea that supposedly enlightened western companies would play a part in helping China to track

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No, no, no. Not that Boner. The other boner.The walrus boner up for auction in Beverly Hills. The thing sold for $8000. Follow the link to Boing Boing to see what a fossilized, 12,000 year old penis looks like.I don't have to follow the link. If I want to see a four and a half foot penis, all I have to do is look in my pants. Whoa! Giggity-giggity-giggity, allllll right!Actually, I pulled a Wrath

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