A birthday bash

UPDATE: I changed the title on this post.  First time I had done that, but my previous effort struck me as cliche and well, stupid.  I’ve never liked those corny sayings and have no idea why I actually used one as a blog post title. 

Had a little birthday celebration for Dave New tonight at Dolce Vita.  I had a telecon back to the USA tonight at 9, so my party was unfortunately rather limited.  Did manage to get in some darts, eat some food, and take some photos.  Oh yeah, I had a beer or two as well…

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The scene of the crime, Dolce Vita Pub…

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I was one of the first to arrive so I got to watch the preparations for the festivaties…

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Just in case some interloper with the same birthdate appeared, this party was specifically designated for Dave…

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Evidence of Dolce dominance in the dart league amongst the balloons, our Championship banners.  In the background, you might observe some of Dave’s outstanding camera work on display.  I’ve linked him before, but check out his Flickr site if you haven’t done so recently…

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Tom and his lovely wife Youlee…

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Margaret and her boyfriend…hey, wait a minute.  What the hell????

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Ok, that’s more like it…Margaret and her main squeeze Matt

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Me and the other John from the UK

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Finally….a pic of the birthday boy with a lovely Korean lass…

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Oh yeah, there was food too!

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Our hostess for the evening, Dolce owner YJ

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COL Dan: A fine darter, good guy, and a great American.  And I’m not just saying that because he’ll be my boss for the next couple of weeks.

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Teammate Seung Youb made an appearance…

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As did another teammate, Ali…

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Amy was our waitress and did her usual fine job.  Haelee was tending bar, but she is camera shy…

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John challenged me to a friendly game of darts…

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But he wasn’t too friendly, defeating me despite my near perfect form…

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A final pose with the now near elderly Dave and I was off for home and my teleconference.  Damn, I hate it when work intrudes on a good time.  Luckily, that usually only happens Monday-Friday.  Er, well, I guess that’s not so lucky after all.  I’m not complaining, the afterhours stuff to accomodate the folks back in D.C. occurs rather infrequently.  And my Uncle Sam takes pretty good care of me.  I just wish he’d keep his hands out of my wallet!

Cheers!

60’s A-Go-Go

Speaking of nostalgia (as I more or less did in my previous post, albeit somewhat facetiously), who remember’s the 1960’s?  Of course, as the old saw goes, if you remember the 60’s, you missed the 60’s.  I remember.  Although the early 70’s are a little blurry.

Anyway, here’s a pretty cool commercial from back in the day.  We need to get a little more upbeat here at LTG, doncha think?

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Hat Tip: James Lileks

Tax bite

Or should I say taxes bite.  Yes, I met my obligations as a citizen today and filed my taxes.  In addition to the sizable chunk I contribute each payday, Uncle Sam asked me for another four grand.  Although it looks like I will be getting an ownership interest in GM (Government Motors) as part of the deal.

Looking at the bright side, I expect that in coming years I will look back nostalgicly at 2008 and remember the good ol’ days when taxes were comparatively low. 

Hope and change.  I just hope I won’t be nickled and dimed to death.  I’m bound to be disappointed. 

Find the cost of freedom…

Find the cost of freedom

Buried in the ground

Mother earth will swallow you

Lay your body down

              –Stephen Stills

That’s from an old CS&N anti-war ditty.  For some reason it came to mind this morning after reading this story.  The story reminded me of what’s at stake if we lack the will to defend Western values.  A chilling vision of what life will be like under the thumb of our Islamic overlords:

The head of the U.N. Children’s Fund has expressed concern over a Saudi judge’s refusal for a second time to annul a marriage between an 8-year-old girl and a 47-year-old man.

The most recent ruling, in which the judge upheld his original verdict, was handed down Saturday in the Saudi city of Onaiza, where late last year the same judge rejected a petition from the girl’s mother, seeking a divorce for her daughter.

The girl’s father, according to the lawyer, arranged the marriage in order to settle his debts with the man, who is a close friend of his. At the time of the initial verdict, the judge required the girl’s husband to sign a pledge that he would not have sex with her until she reaches puberty, al-Jutaili told CNN. The judge ruled that when the girl reaches puberty, she will have the right to request a divorce by filing a petition with the court, the lawyer said.

“It is incorrect to say that it’s not permitted to marry off girls who are 15 and younger,” Sheikh Abdul Aziz Al-Sheikh, the kingdom’s grand mufti, said in remarks last January, according to the regional Al-Hayat newspaper. “A girl aged 10 or 12 can be married. Those who think she’s too young are wrong, and they are being unfair to her.”

“We hear a lot in the media about the marriage of underage girls,” he said, according to the newspaper. “We should know that sharia law has not brought injustice to women.”

Does anyone truly believe that we can co-exist in a world dominated by Islam?  Already former bulwarks of freedom and liberty like Great Britain and Canada are cowtowing to their Islamic minorities, including considering allowing imposition of sharia law withn the muslim communities.  Make no mistake, Islamic domination of the world is the stated goal of our adversaries.  They have made no secret of this.  The hate us for our so-called decadence, but what they mean is that they despise our freedom.

We say that we are engaged in a Global War on Terror (or used to pre-Obama).  But this is really a clash of civilizations.  The question is do we still have the will to defend the values we hold most dear?

Truer words were never spoken and we forget them at our peril:

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace– but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

–Patrick Henry

 

Hat Tip: Althouse