Monthly Archives: May 2011

Be It Ever So Humble

Late afternoon on Memorial Day I drop in on the Liquor and Rubber Balls Sports Emporium and Aquaculture Supply Depot to see what there is to see at the end of a holiday weekend.  When I arrive, Don Tequila, tending … Continue reading

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Just Following Orders

For your Memorial Day pleasure.  Here’s how the banking industry treats military veterans: Two mortgage servicing companies have agreed to settle federal complaints that they wrongfully foreclosed on the homes of at least 178 military service members and to set … Continue reading

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Warning Shot

Where do I sign up? Tucson, AZ. – Simmering frustration among Latino voters has prompted a tea party-style endeavor that’s intended to boost the political influence of America’s fastest-growing minority group. “We want to motivate Latinos to vote,” says Belinda … Continue reading

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Ears to Me

Happy May 26th  — my birthday.  It’s been happening annually on this exact day since, well, let’s put it this way: in dog years, I’m dead. My intention is to spend as much of this day as I can out … Continue reading

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Believe This

Thanks to Thor for this one. Do atheists have better sex? Yes. According to science, that is — and more specifically, according to the recently released “Sex and Secularism” study. Atheists and other non-believers, as a whole, experience a lot … Continue reading

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Picky Picky Picky

Is anybody else having a tough time with their innerwebs connections lately?  Guido said she heard something about solar flares wreaking havoc with satellites — I’d Google it if my connections would let me.  Or maybe it’s all those ascending … Continue reading

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Same Shit Different Day

Guido and I partied hard on Saturday — I even put down my beer to spell the bass player for a couple songs — so we totally forget about this Rapture bullshit. Dawn Sunday.  Cue the birdsong, the  sunrise behind … Continue reading

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