Monday, December 29, 2014

Meanwhile, In Brasstown, NC...

...the annual New Year's Eve Possum Drop again won't feature a live possum.

Thanks, PETA. He should find a roadkilled possum, have it taxidermied with an upraised middle digit, and put it in a "Fuck PETA" t-shirt for the event.

And If You Don't Voluntarily Submit Your DNA...

...you can rest assured that they will knock on your door and ask why...and demand you submit a sample.

"Will the real Midsomer Murder ever be solved? A year after Valerie Graves was bludgeoned to death £1.6million mansion, police ask EVERY man in the area to take a DNA test."

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Headline of the Day

"There are planty [sic] of ways to recycle Christmas trees."

One way we did it in Florida when I was growing up was to tie a concrete block to it and dump it in the lake with the other old Christmas trees, it made a great habitat for speckled perch (Black Crappie). No better-tasting panfish exists on this planet.

Go Tell It On the Mountain

Over the Hills and Everywhere.

A story of Manly Wade Wellman's mountain troubadour Silver John. Merry Christmas, all.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

If You're Alone...

...this Christmas Eve - - maybe having to work - - and you have the time, and you're of a religious bent, you might consider saying the Liturgy of the Hours sometime after midnight tonight. In Roman Catholic monasteries and convents, it is said/sung by the monks and nuns as part of their daily routine. Since I'm generally at work most Christmases, I've made a practice of saying it the last few years. I don't claim any great faith or profess to be any sort of saint, but it comforts me to do this once a year, sort of a clutching at the hem of grace.

Chicken Mull

A type of BBQ stew I have never heard of.

Apparently it's a Georgia thing.

Monday, December 22, 2014

Or, As W.C. Fields Described It...

..."An Ethiope in the fuel supply."

"The trend is especially noticeable in the South."

Well, imagine that.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Survival Pouch

This is something I carry on my belt when I'm not at work:



Shown in the picture are a compass, knife, whistle, butane lighter, and four home-made fire starters. The fire starters are made by impregnating cotton balls with Vaseline, then inserting them into plastic drinking straws and sealing the ends shut by melting and pinching with pliers. All of this fits into an Altoids tin, which slides into the leather pouch shown, the pouch positioned on my belt above my left hip/buttock. For those of you who carry a pistol and magazine pouch, this still leaves room for you to do so on your belt. The survival pouch weighs only a few ounces. I use a quality leather pouch from Atlanta Cutlery, but you can just as easily use nylon ALICE or MOLLE pouches. In fact, a slightly larger pouch would allow you to add a mylar Space Blanket, which should be in every survival kit.

Atheist Ten Commandments

They have their own SJW-oriented list of advisories - - can't really call them "commandments," since there aren't any "Thou shalt nots..."

Here's the list:

Be open-minded and be willing to alter your beliefs with new evidence.

Strive to understand what is most likely to be true, not to believe what you wish to be true.

The scientific method is the most reliable way of understanding the natural world.

Every person has the right to control over their body.

God is not necessary to be a good person or to live a full and meaningful life.

Be mindful of the consequences of all your actions and recognize that you must take responsibility for them.

Treat others as you would want them to treat you, and can reasonably expect them to want to be treated. Think about their perspective.

We have the responsibility to consider others, including future generations.

There is no one right way to live.

Leave the world a better place than you found it.



Monday, December 15, 2014

Dreaming of Utopia

In this case, utopia comes about when Blue America secedes from Red America:

Two years later, President De Blasio, elected leader of the Democratic States of North America, and President Abbott of the Republic of America, stood together on the platform on the border at St. Louis to sign the Dissolution Pact. The countries split the national debt and apportioned federal assets, while agreeing to temporarily share the currency. They divided the military (along with all nuclear capabilities), but signed a mutual defense agreement. There would be free travel between and through the new nations. “We will remain good neighbors,” President De Blasio remarked, “Even if we are no longer brothers, sisters, or differently-gendered siblings.” President Abbott politely maintained a poker face.

Click the link to read the whole snarky thing. It's probably much cleaner than what would really happen - - ethnic/racial cleansing would probably occur in various areas - - but it's fun to speculate about.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Up For Air

My apologies for lack of posting, I've been devouring Nathan Lowell's space operas, the Trader's Tales from the Golden Age of the Solar Clipper, that begin with Quarter Share and conclude with Owner's Share. He has other books in the same universe, and I'll get to those - - some are already on the Kindle, waiting to be read - - but I thought I'd stop off and explain my absence. I saw the recommendation for these books on Instapundit's page, so I gave the first one a try, and quickly bought up the rest of them. They're well worth reading.

Sunday, December 07, 2014

Yogi's Upsizing

"More food, less hibernation mean bigger NC bears."

Since NC agriculture has shifted from tobacco and cotton to corn and soy beans, the bears have more to eat, and less reason to hibernate.

Friday, December 05, 2014

Quote of the Day

"Black people exist for the political convenience of progressives. Black lives don’t matter to them except when they can make use of them. The master-slave relationship has shifted from the plantation to the poll inflating the self-esteem and power of the masters while destroying the lives of their slaves."

Found here. Read the whole thing.

Thursday, December 04, 2014

Cane Syrup

Syrup made from sugar cane.

It's not molasses. Cane syrup was a favorite of my father's, he'd spread it out on biscuits and eat them with a fork.