Saturday, July 13, 2019

You Saw It Here Second (After Facebook)

Just had an idea for a Western story featuring a protagonist named Dan Banner. He's a serious sort of fellow and wants to be taken seriously, but after a drunken cowhand refers to him as "Ban Danner," he is subsequently branded with the new name forever and laughed out of every saloon he enters.


Sunday, February 17, 2019

Saturday, February 09, 2019

Random Opinion of the Day

Corollary to Johnson's Law ("Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel"): Hypocrisy is the favorite refuge of the politician.

Wednesday, February 06, 2019

Random Opinion of the Day

I don't think that Ruth Bader Ginsburg will return to the Supreme Court at this point - - too frail and ill - - but she'll refuse to resign because she doesn't want to give President Trump the satisfaction of hearing those words from her lips. She's probably still hoping to make it through 2020 so as to have a chance at a Democrat president naming her replacement.

Tuesday, February 05, 2019

Even Old Scratch?

Music interlude. Chris McDermott, Even the Devil Gets Right Someday. He's weird-looking, admittedly, but it's a great song, and the sentiment he expresses - - that even Lucifer/Satan/the Devil will one day be forgiven by God has always been thought possible by Christian theologians, dating all the way back to Origen (c. 184-253).

The basic guitar chords on this one seem pretty simple. I'd like to learn to play it.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

I've Never Karaoked...

...but a band at a local venue is asking for volunteers to sing Tom Waits songs, and I'm tempted to give it a try. My problem is that I don't have the necessary years of cigarettes and bourbon required to pull off Waits's gravelly shouting without my being reduced to a coughing fit. I even know what song I'd choose, and for a little bit of showmanship I'd take a swig from a hip flask before starting to sing. Here's what I'd choose:


Anywhere I Lay My Head (Waits)

My head is spinning round, my heart is in my shoes, yeah
I went and set the Thames on fire, oh, now I must come back down
She's laughing in her sleeve boys, I can feel it in my bones
Oh, but anywhere I'm gonna lay my head, I'm gonna call my home

Well I see that the world is upside-down
Seems that my pockets were filled up with gold
And now the clouds, well they've covered over
And the wind is blowing cold
Well I don't need anybody, because I learned, I learned to be alone
Well I said anywhere, anywhere, anywhere I lay my head, boys
Well I gonna call my home

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

I'm Nostradumbass!

My January 7 post on breaking ties to the Gillette corporation is kinda prophetic, ain't it?

Thursday, January 10, 2019


Folk/Americana singer Tift Merritt was born in Houston, Texas, but was raised in Raleigh, NC. She's multi-talented - - writes songs, sings them, plays guitar, electric guitar, and keyboards. She's sexy and cute, rather than sexy and beautiful, if you can discern the difference, with a breathy voice and a feminine vulnerability that is endearing. She spent a bunch of years living in NYC, until she became pregnant with a daughter; after the birth she returned to NC, desiring to raise the little girl in a more relaxed atmosphere. Currently Tift is a single mom, raising the little girl by herself and taking her along to the occasional live music gigs - - Tift's touring schedule has been curtailed by motherhood, to a large degree.

Here's a few of my favorite Tift Merritt songs. We'll lead off with a paean to a mill town that died when a highway bypassed it:

Next, "All the Reasons We Don't Have To Fight." A bittersweet relationship song.

Next, the very first Tift Merritt song I ever heard, and instantly fell in love with: Trouble Over Me, from her breakthrough album Bramble Rose:

Here's one from 2017, Heartache Is An Uphill Climb, filmed in Wilson, NC, during a parade, Tift seemingly frightened by the climbing of the water tower - - I'd have been scared shitless, myself:

Tift also has a fondness for Motown-style soul, shown here in Good Hearted Man:

Finally, Tift doing her trademark song Bramble Rose, her sweet vulnerability on full display as she sings the song solo. The guitar, a Martin parlor guitar - - OOO-series, I'd guess - - is capoed up to sound almost like a mandolin. Tift has said that this song is a favorite with Eagles member Don Henley, who has played it in concert.

Tuesday, January 08, 2019

Mild, Pleasant Evening

The sort of night you'd want to be outside watching the sunset, preferably on the coast somewhere, such as Southport, NC:

Image via Surfchex Webcam service.

Monday, January 07, 2019

Breaking the Chains To the Gillette Corporation

It's no secret that the Gillette Corporation, which sells most of the men's razors and razor blades in the US, engages in monopolistic pricing practices of its products. The razors are overpriced, but the replacement cartridges are ridiculously overpriced, which has led to much hatred toward Gillette by working-class men, and the rise of "shaving clubs" that supply replacement cartridges a a lower price point than Gillette does - - but even those are no real bargain.

So when I found myself with an Amazon gift card from my sister as a Christmas present, I pulled the trigger on purchasing an old-fashioned double-edged safety razor. Blades for it are readily available, and at Amazon can be had for $6.68 for 100 blades - - seven cents per blade, if my arithmetic is correct. In comparison, 12 blades for a Gillette Fusion cartridge razor are being sold at Amazon for $39.99, or $3.33 per cartridge. That's just robbery, pure and simple. I typically shave three times a week, so 100 blades, if I change out a blade once per week, will last me very nearly two years.

And I actually tried the new razor for the first time tonight. I'd never used one before - - when I first started shaving most men were using Schick Injector razors, and Gillette's Trac II had just been introduced - - butterfly safety razors were viewed as "old man" razors, holdovers from the 1940's and 1950's. Damnation, though - - I haven't had this smooth a shave in years, my face is as soft as the proverbial baby's bottom, and there is no clogging issue as found in plastic cartridge razors. And the single edge is quite sufficient to accomplish this task - - no 2 or 5 blades to ensure a close shave. One does the trick.

On the downside, I nicked myself slightly on the chin, which indicates that a softer touch is necessary on the tight curves of my face ("But Bob, you don't have tight curves on your face!" Shut up.). So far I'm quite happy, though. I'll report further if necessary.

Saturday, January 05, 2019

Not To Put Too Fine a Point On It...

...but it's just a matter of time before some leftist politician will try to be sworn in on a copy of The Communist Manifesto.

Newly elected Arizona Sen. Kyrsten Sinema refused to be sworn in on a Bible, opting, instead, to place her right hand on a book of laws, including the U.S Constitution and the Arizona Constitution.

It would probably be best if there was a small list of acceptable books to swear an oath on, and an approval process for adding other books as necessary. Any book by Karl Marx or Adolf Hitler should be forever banned.

Funding the Wall Is Chump Chage, In the Greater Scheme of Things

Want to fund the wall fully? Simply divert all foreign aid for the coming fiscal year for the Wall. Problem solved.

Thursday, January 03, 2019

I Wonder Which Would Have a Higher Body Count?

I'm pondering which would likely have the higher body count: a civil war to prevent the US from becoming a Communist country, or peacefully allowing the US to become a Communist country, with the body count coming down the line as Communism works its usual murderous magic?

A civil war at least has the advantage of killing Communists from the get-go, and possibly killing enough of them that they're never able to rise again. Letting Communism take hold peacefully will result in the death of the US we (the deplorables, the rurals, the white trash, the flyovers, call us what you will) grew up loving, with ourselves marked for gulags and firing squads by the Communist urban dwellers.

And yeah, I'm not willing to call them just Democrats or Liberals or Progressives or Democratic Socialists any more. They're fucking Communists, and we need to start calling them this - - even their propaganda wing, the journalists of the MSM. Fucking. Communists.

Well, On the First Day With Democrats In Charge of the House of Representatives...

...they've already filed impeachment charges against President Trump, proposed a bill to replace the Electoral College with direct popular vote for President/Vice President, and proposed a bill to prohibit the President from using the pardon power to pardon himself, his family, or members of his staff.

Oh, and one Muzzy Democrat Representative has changed the map in her office to eliminate Israel, replacing it with a fictional "Palestine."