A week ago today, I said goodbye to a bunch of good friends. So, today, in their honor, I’m firing up a huge pot of Red Beans and Rice.

Salute!

NOLA was the first Blogmeet I've been to where there wasn't a weapons buffet. I really missed the public display of...Handguns, Blades, Chemicals, and a Bunch of Drunks.

Does that make since?

Should I do a bumper sticker?

Hey...Hey!

Been nuking A BUNCH of comment and ping spam again. If I got a keeper by mistake...Sorry.

…because if it wasn’t for them, the gutsy British would have never installed such a sophisticated surveillance system…and would have never caught the Islamofascist rat shit that tried to do ‘em again last week.

I hope they use whatever means necessary to make those scummies talk…and then, of course, kill ‘em with a nail bomb.

...and I'm not talking about Emerson, Lake and Palmer.

We just returned from the Blogmeet in New Orleans, and I’ve got to tell you…it was boring. Being stuck in NOLA with Christina, Kelley, Velociman, Dash, Key, Zonker, Denny, Shoe Baby, Yabu, Karen, and Susan… was well…the BEST TIME I’VE HAD IN A LONG TIME.

Raise the bar…they did. They are my friends…and they are awesome! None better.

We probably won’t do it again. No fun. Too much conflict.

Where else can a happily married man have a naked woman (not my wife) passed out in his bed? Where else can he (on advice of counsel) be advised to “take pictures”? Where else can you call your buddy from a bar, and have him deal with it?

Where else can you…?

More later…I’m just getting back in the saddle.

Got in around midnight...Ass worn out.

More later.

I did not say that!

Bwahahahah!!!!

I just nuked about eight fucking thousand comment and ping spams. Seriously...eight thousand. If you got caught up in this mess...sorry!

I also probably nuked a bunch of valid emails. Actually, there is no probably to it...I got 'em all. Too many to read.

I swear on everything I hold dear…if I ever catch one of you motherfuckers…I will kill you.

Yesterday, I boarded a turboprop, with six other people, for a short 17-minute hop to Philadelphia. I was on that damn plane for a total of 165 minutes. Ground Stop in Philly due to some really bad weather. While in Ground Stop, one of the six curled a major steamie, with some major aroma. One of those, “been up all night drinking and eating lots of garlic” steamers. He was definitely embarrassed, and apologized. It was awful, but what can you say? Shit happens.

After we touch down in Philly, we waited for a clear gate for another hour due to some dim-witted regulation that states if there is lightning anywhere within about a hundred mile radius (exaggeration), the ground crews can’t work the planes…coming or going. Damn unions I’m sure.

Inside the terminal, it was pure pandemonium…the place was packed…people were pissed…adults screaming, kids crying, and some pushing and shoving. The police were out in force…with dogs. I’ve done a lot of flying in my time, and I can’t remember anything like this. EVERY flight was either delayed or cancelled. Some people had been there over 24 hours. The bars were running out of beer. People were trying to change flights just to get anywhere near their final destination, so they could rent a car and drive home. All the data ports were in use, so I had my wife on the phone in the Brier Patch, sitting at a computer mapquesting directions for these unfortunate souls. My phone was being passed around like a collection plate on Sunday. Good thing I had a full clip.

Two groups of people, one headed for New York, and the other for North Carolina, are gathered at the gate when the plane, which is way late, taxies in. The staff didn’t know which one it was…anticipation…this was the last flight of the day going south, and I had more than my fingers crossed. No way I needed to be stuck in Philly. When the announcement was made the plane would be going down hill, the New York crowd went ballistic. It was not pretty.

Once airborne, we climbed to 27K for the ride home, and weaved between thunder-boomers that topped out at about 40K. The light show was reminiscent of midnight on 12/31/99. Absolutely beautiful, in a scary sort of way. The flight attendant hit the ceiling once, and the drinks were flying, more screaming, and some panic. Damn near knocked her silly, but she recovered and went into “calm these idiots down” mode.

What a day, and what a ride.

By the way, the airline was U.S. Scare.

I hate it when that happens.

I just got back to the Brier Patch from some emergency air tripping. That little problem, along with another one, have left me just plain dog-ass tired. More on those later.

I need sleep...bad.

After that, I need to clean up the 8227 emails I've received in the last four days. I suspect all but 1% are comment and ping spam...too tired to care now...

Good Night!

What do a Ping-Pong ball and some fishhooks have to do with your digestive system?

Go here to find out.

I’m glad this guy is a friend of mine. Damn glad!

I Want To Talk About Pain

I’m really trying to determine how to best deal with comment and ping spammers. I like MT, the MySQL database, the interface, etc… and I’m not switching, period. I like my host (Hosting Matters), and I’m not switching.

Hosting Matters is evaluating and testing a security module that intercepts comment / ping requests before the actual request is made to the script on individual blogs. They are also considering incorporating a master blacklist of known spammer domains into the security module. The effect of this would be to block requests that are spammish in nature. The master list would be pulled in by every server on a set, automated schedule, just as the email spam lists are. This will allow them to easily add entries to the master list quickly and have those changes rolled out without having to go to every server.

Although I don’t completely agree with this, it has become, or is becoming, a necessary evil. I’m downtown with it.

But,

That’s not what this post is about. I want to talk about pain, and I’m asking for your input.

I want to discuss Torture.

The scenario is: I capture a spammer(s), alive, and I’m going to share ‘em with you.

How do we kill ‘em? What is the most painful way to die? How long will it take? The longer, the better…you think?

If you were the devil, how would you do it? Behead them immediately? Inflict continuous pain until they expire? Let them live their lives knowing when they die a natural death…they’re going to hell, or worse?

I’ve never asked for a comment or ping, but this time…I want to know.

I’m Heading To The Woods

I enjoy blogging...but,

I'm spending WAY TOO MUCH time despaming this blog, and it isn’t fun. Lately, I've been getting 2000 -3000 bullshit comments and pings every 24 hours. Fuck that...and you know what...The Brier Patch is not even anywhere near pissing with a big dog. I'm getting so much bullshit; it is damn near impossible to read my legitimate emails.

So,

If I ever capture one of you comment / ping spamming motherfuckers…I will kill you. I swear on everything I hold dear…your ass is dead. DEAD!

Some of you know where I’ll be.
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It won’t be long before the Left says, and the MSM will support, the Terror attacks in London this morning were the fault of the United States. The indiscriminate slaughter of innocent men, women, and children by Islamofascist Radical Extremist pieces of shit will somehow be rationalized as a necessary action by the Muslims oppressed by the Bush administration and the Coalition.

I hope this strengthens British resolve to get deeper into the game. The only thing at stake is Freedom, our values and way of life, and the future of mankind, as we know it. That might seem like a strong statement, but it is true. The world is flat; we live and thrive in a global economy, and any disruption in progress will be devastating to all of us.

Our enemy is not a country; it is primarily the Wahabi sect of Islam. Wahhabism knows no borders, and that is the problem. How do we retaliate? These radical extremists know we can’t cross borders, and they also know how to run, hide, and stay safe. You can bet that Saudi Arabia, among other Islamic Nation States, is into this all the way. They’re dancing in the streets. Scum.

We need new policies. We need to ignore borders. We need to pursue these people wherever we think they are. As long as the terrorists know they have sanctuary in, for example, Saudi Arabia, Syria, Iran, North Africa, Indonesia, etc…we can’t win…and we must win. We’re going to have to kill a bunch of people. There is no other way to survive. This indiscriminate slaughter will not stop until we take the gloves off. Think about what will happen if Iran goes nuclear. Just think about that.

After 9/11 I was emotional; I was in shock, and I cried. Today, I’m pissed.

Sometimes, you must do what you have to do. At this time, we must do what needs to be done, because the alternative is unacceptable. WE MUST WIN! And for all you people who say this war cannot be won; just slit your candy-ass throat, and give Allah and some virgins a big hug from me.

Remember, these Pigs don’t negotiate. Why should we? Everything has changed, and as I’ve said many times before, we must adapt. We must play by their rules. We could do it, if it wasn’t for leftist public opinion. We need to start killing ‘em, wherever they can be found, and while we’re at it, we need to secure the nuclear bombs in North Korea, Pakistan and Russia, by whatever means necessary. We need to just do it. Fuck world opinion, and fuck China. What are they going to do? They will be better off without these “problems”, and they know it. The future of China is dependent on the “global economy”, and Islamofascist terrorists, Kim Jung Il, and the Taiwanese, are the least of their problems. Bottom line: They know this.

Also, I’m sick of the media calling a terrorist an insurgent.

Ann Coulter takes a look at the NEA, among others.

To put the Supreme Court's recent ban on the Ten Commandments display in perspective, here is a small sampling of other speech that has been funded in whole or in part by taxpayers:...

My puppy can Nap with the best.

We'd been guarding these.

I've just cleaned 2798 comment and ping spam(s) I received in the last 12 hours. One asshole sent me almost all of 'em. If our paths ever cross...you are dead.

If I nuked some legitimate comments, sorry. If I ever catch one of you…I will kill you, but not before I’ve shared you with my buddies on my Blogroll. They’re pretty creative, and I can assure you…your death will be….shall I say…painful.

Never Forget!!!

My FRIEND the Zonk is all over this. We are going to have TOO MUCH BANANA, so to speak.

Remember, everyone is welcome. If anyone needs communication numbers, just email anyone on the list…you will be accommodated.

Dayum!!!