Well folks...this is round one. I went down to Christina's Crib and was subjected to the following:

You can't make this shit up.

I swear to the Maker.

I give you the Baboon Pirate.

Quiet and true...when it comes to Poker

We even had an over made up tart...

...and a parrot

Ain't nothing like wrapping a dove or several

We cooked this fucker all day so we could have Smoked Pig omelette's the next morning. How cool is that?

I do loves me a hot-ass Slang Eye Sorry Dash...anyone gives her a problem...I'll kill 'em real slow.

Everyone earns their keep

This is the sweetest blue eyed Mexican I've ever seen. I was down on my knees in pain. I kid you not!

Always good to see my good friend and her Boy who...by the way...is Downtown.

I have no idea who this is...but it is a nice hat...Bwahahahahahah!!!

Grillboy got his ass kicked by his own daughter playing poker. More on that later.

The number one Twink Anyone messes with her...I'll kill you...

Anyone messes with Twink Minus, I'll double kill you.

My buddy Zonk can run under water

Here's another reason I love this knife

As you can see...I stand by my friends.

More later.

...and I'm saying it again.

Never, ever, play poker with Sweet One.

I love the way she smiles when she kicks the ass of everyone.

I'm just saying!

I'm way too busy, but I'm gonna get all over it soon.

I just returned from four days and nights with a team of well-behaved adults and children. Hell, even the dogs were well behaved.

Two things.

I will clean and take out the trash for food, and there was no talk of Syrian modified Soviet T-72's.

Now, I need a nappy-poo.

More later...

My woman and me are heading down to the new and improved Casa Feisty. Gonna buy me some new boots and eat some Dove breasts with a dollop of cream cheese, a slice of Jalapeno, and wrapped in bacon...built by the number one Grillboy.

Get Down is an understatement.

If this wasn't a G rated blog... I'd say that gives me a hard on.

As Yabu would say...Cool Runnings!

Would you prefer an Iran with nuclear weapons, or the use of military force?

Rachel Lucas is back in the saddle again.

Her blog is one of the first I read...this lady is truly a firecracker.

I do loves me anyone with an opinion...especially when they can back it up...and I agree with 'em.

Seriously, she can slow dance with the best.

...the Internet has been seen as fertile ground for presidential candidates...

Fred Thompson has an interesting piece up over here.

...I'll be heading down to spend some time with my sweetie baby Christina and her Grill Man Dash

Bwahahahahahah!

Salute!

I do loves me some good food.

Yesterday, my woman and I made a pot of Easy Drunken Crawfish EtouChristina. We took three of her recipes and created one. I swear to the Maker...I was weak in the knees.

I would post a picture, but I ate it. It was that good.

Damn!!!

...or more on my new iMAC.

I can't break this fucker...it just runs. Like that damn bunny...it just keeps going and going and going. I've tried hard, but I can't bust it. After all, it is based on UNIX.

This ain't no Windows, this ain't no fooling around.

Spotlight could be is your best friend. Spotlight is bright.

Anyway, I'm not going to review a MAC operating system, or Linux, or Windows, but I am saying Tiger is well thought out. I'm really impressed. Blows the doors off Windows.

Aside from the stability, connectivity, speed, graphics and sound, I don't know why anyone would want one.

You've got to be kidding me.

My friend, The Baboon Pirate, linked a really really old post of mine (Call The Ball) when he was talking about too much water. I asked him how in the hell he found that blurb.

Google.

I had no idea I was the #2 search result on Google for call the ball

That just ain't right...but it is funny.

I took this when I was about 50,000 feet above Greenland. That was a great trip. I said to the flight attendant,"Give me another Bloody ... I feel like I'm on a satellite."

She did...

I keep one of these handy at all times. Too big to conveniently conceal, but it has the Juju to take care of just about any situation...including large predators animals. You can throw it in a river...retrieve it a year later...and it will work.

I loves me a nice revolver.

My friend Jim got me thinking about this.

Friends and neighbors...as I would say..."this is a catdaddy"

I rarely post a comment I've received...but this one is too good not to.

It was on this post.

I am so sick and tired of hearing about global warming. I think it's become a religion for those on the left, I really do. I also think global warming is a load of bullcrap considering the fact that Mars itself is also suffering from "global warming," too. Is man the cause of global warming? Hell, is man the cause of global warming on Mars? Could it be our nasty SUV's? Or could it be the sun is going through a cycle of shining hotter, not to mention expansion? No, that wouldn't have anything to do with what's going on. Yes, our planet is a little warmer than it's has been, but so what? It's all normal and it'll level itself out.

By the way, someone really needs to ask the global warming crowd as to whatever in the hell happened to their global cooling fiasco of the 1970's. Remember when they said that we were heading for an ice age? Uh huh, whatever happened to that? Not a liberal lunatic is to be heard, anywhere.

And why in the f*ck should I subscribe to the liberal left's accusations of us (us, being mankind) being the cause of global warming when our own weather forecasters cannot even accurately predict the weather four days in advance? The hell with global warming. It's nothing more than a religion involving the acquisition of political power, nothing more, nothing less. And really, why doesn't O-Zone Al Gore set a REAL, SOLID example if he believes that mankind is the cause of global warming. Why doesn't he cut back on his $30,000.00 a year utlility bills? Why doesn't he stop getting his ass hauled around in jet planes too? Nope. Why? Because when you're a liberal Democrat, it's *just* different. Do as I say, but not as I do.

Here's another interesting bit for those who subscribe to the left's take on global warming:

The polar ice caps are just that, ice. Ice which is floating on water. Ice which is displacing water as it floats. Think of a hot cup of tea which you drop an ice cube or two into in order to cool it off. Since the ice cube(s) are already displacing the water, the water doesn't run over. The same goes for the polar ice caps. If...and it's a big IF the polar ice caps were to completely melt, no flooding of our coastal cities would occur. Why? Because the ice caps themselves have already displaced the water they've been in. That's another thing no one ever asks people like O-Zone Al.

Al Gore can take global warming and shove it all up his big you know what.

And that's my final answer. :-)

P.S. Sorry for the "novel" of a comment.

Posted by Braden at May 9, 2007 08:37 PM

This is Amazing

Bitch Slap to Catfish.

We need to call Al Gore...quick.

A hurricane hunter plane examined the swirling low-pressure system in the Atlantic Ocean that continued to show signs that it could form into a tropical storm early Wednesday.

"The plane is criss-crossing through the heart of the storm to see if it is taking on the tropical characteristics,"

The system was located about 150 miles east of Jacksonville.

Forecasters said Andrea has the warm center characteristic of tropical storms and Democrates but its core is not particularly well defined.

Eighteen tropical storms and four hurricanes have been recorded in May since 1851. The earliest hurricane to strike the U.S. was Alma in northwest Florida on June 9, 1966. Al Gore hit in 2000.

Private and university forecasters have predicted that the 2007 season that starts June 1 and ends Nov. 30 will be especially active, producing up to 17 tropical storms and hurricanes and a "well above average" possibility of at least one striking the U.S. The federal government plans to release its predictions May 22. We're fucked...Al Gore (the storm) is coming back.

The Atlantic basin has been in a busy period for hurricanes since 1995. Some federal democratic forecasters believe this is part of a natural cycle. But the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change, a U.N.-sponsored group, says global warming caused by humans and Al Gore has led to an increase in stronger hurricanes.

The Inconvient Truth is: Al Fucking Gore is still making as ass of himself.

"She tore apart the chest cavity, ripped out the heart and ate it," ... "It was like she knew that's what kept it alive."

A little something to have with your coffee...or understand about women.

"Leadership is recognizing the nature of the problem, and the nature of the solution."

- Fred Thompson

The monitor is too big, or I need longer arms. You've got to back way off this fucker...

Seriously, Apple is some pretty cool Juju. As I said before...the graphics are incredible. The "built in" speakers are great, but I'm gonna do some surround sound anyway.

The damn thing is stable...real stable. Runs like a scalded dog.

It could be worse.

Every year we make Burgoo on Kentucky Derby Day...except when it falls on Beaner Mayonnaise Day.

In honor of that, today, we'll be having beanrolls.

The Recipe:

Just throw a bunch of shit in a pot and cook it low all day.

You need a nice pot, food processor, some Tequila, some beers, and most importantly...some good Kentucky Bourbon...Crystal Shot glasses won't hurt.

- Soak red, white, and black beans overnight.
- 1st thing in the morning...wash 'em...throw 'em in a pot and boil the devil out of 'em.
- Start another pot
- Throw a bunch of peppers, onions, beef, spices, garlic, tomatoes, tomato sauce, and whatever else you find in the back of your refrigerator into the second pot.
- Add more Peppers and more spice.
- Add beans
- Put everything into a bigger third pot. This should not be necessary, but I never get it right the first time. This is why I have many big pots...I always make too much.
- Make some fresh Guacamole
- Throw in a can of Ro-tel
- Do a shot of Patron
- Fry up some flour and corn chips.
- Do another shot, and then decide to make Margaritas...also, add a shot to the pot...just for the hell of it.
- Keep doing shots.
- Cook it all day long.
- In individual casserole dishes.. wrap what is in pot #3 in flour or corn tortillas...Add a shitload of cheese, and top with freshly sliced habanero.
- Throw it in the oven and cook it. I have no idea about the temperature...I just eyeball it...usually seeing two by then.
- Sing My Old Kentucky Home....Ladies and Gentleman...I give you the University of Kentucky Band.
- While the Beanrolls are cooking and the race is running...do a shot of Bourbon in a crystal shot glass and watch the race...it only takes about two minutes.

After that, you're on your own.

Just another day in the Brier Patch...and by the way...my woman is from Kentucky

...I'm voting for the Riprock.

He pretty much nailed it.

...these babies would not be alive today if it were not for the U.S. and Coalition soldiers.

Tip of the hat to Not Exactly Rocket Science

Most people don't know that back in 1912, Hellmann's mayonnaise was manufactured in England. In fact, the Titanic was carrying 12,000 jars of the condiment scheduled for delivery in Vera Cruz, Mexico, which was to be the next port of call for the great ship after its stop in New York.

This would have been the largest single shipment of mayonnaise ever delivered to Mexico. But as we know, the great ship did not make it to New York. The ship hit an iceberg and sank, and the cargo was forever lost.

The people of Mexico, who were crazy about mayonnaise, and were eagerly awaiting its delivery, were disconsolate at the loss. Their anguish was so great, that they declared a National Day of Mourning, which they still observe to this day.

The National Day of Mourning occurs each year on May 5th and is known, of course, as Sinko de Mayo.

Holy Shit....just fired up my new iMac with a 24 inch display...I'm talking cooking with gas. Sweet. Damn thing boots in...like 18 seconds...graphics are quite impressive. vi is available...OS is built on top of UNIX...this thing is the catdaddy macdaddy. DVD movies are increadible. The "remote" is pretty cool as well. Network connectivity is so easy my great great grandmother could do it.

More later: excuse me while I go beat off.

An artistic guess?

I was having a conversation with one of my good friends, who is a DDS, and he was telling me that children are getting many more cavities than they were years ago. You know why? Their parents are feeding them bottled water. Until recently, bottled water had no Fluoride. It can be argued that the bottled water revolution has led to the demise of oral hygiene. The sales for bottled water are estimated to be between $50 and $100 billion (US) annually. Can you believe that? That is some folding money.

I'm not saying I don't drink bottled water, I do, but I am saying there are three things I hate to pay for...bottled water, ice, and wood.

Was it not the French who started this bottled water stuff in the first place?

Fuck the French.

Seriously, I'm not plugging any product for anyone...but there are several "toothpastes" that contain boo coo sodium fluoride. My friend tells me you need at least 1.1% sodium fluoride. It costs a little more, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Bad teeth equals big life problems. I know some people who are in some deep shit. You cannot grow new teeth. Once they're fucked...you're fucked.

The Saturn V is one of the most impressive machines in human history. The most powerful engine ever built. Without knowing the exact measurement technique and mathematical method used to determine thrust for each different rocket, comparisons are often inexact.

No Shit...

I've seen several of these launch...they will shake the earth...I kid you not.

...Christina has the permanent keys to this crib. She'll be around for as long as she wants. We have a lot in common.

I'm just sayin'

He is now pissing and moaning all over television to promote his new book.

Kathy has the "slam dunk" on his ass:

What is that I hear? Could that possibly be the world's smallest violin playing the saddest of all sad songs just for you, George? Could it be? I think it is. Because God only knows you've had it rough over the past three years, living the life of a fat cat government retiree with a book deal. Poor you. Gosh, it must really be hard to have to hear Dick Cheney bad mouth you on national tee vee. How do you stand it? Copious amounts of scotch? Vicodin? Hookers? What? George, how do manage to make it through the day? America wonders.

Far be it from me, however, to point out that for all your bitching and moaning about how hard it's been to listen to Dirty Dick badmouth you, there are other people who have it worse than you do. People with a far greater sense of honor, courage and fortitude, who are living through Hell on Earth, fighting bad guys left, right and center and who, sometimes, only manage to survive by the hair of their chinny chin chins. They, too, are facing the direct consequences of your actions, yet they don't get to go on 60 Minutes and whine about how hard it's been for them the past three years.

There's plenty more here.

Very nice job, Kathy.

Posted by Christina