Stuck in the middle of Gregory Lee and Keith Randall. 1960 or so. Backyard of the house on El Rancho (or maybe Flagstone) in Garden Grove, California.
Monthly Archives: June 2010
Meanwhile, in news from that OTHER Carolina…
Student to Congressman: Do you support the President’s agenda?
Response here. I’ll take that as a yes.
UPDATE: Let’s hope for a change.
Even a broken clock is right twice a day…
…and on occasion so is uber-leftie Bill Maher.
However, that prompted Maher to say the media are anti-Israel, pro-Palestine. And he offered a reason why. “I think most of them do because I think the media, to take up your point, mostly – is way too stupid to understand the issues,” Maher said. “So what they do is they go toward, ‘Oh, who’s a victim?’ And yes, their situation in Gaza is tragic. But partly it is tragic of their own making.”
Quote of the day
The salty, salty tears of the Obama-fellators as he augurs in are so very delicious.
From the comments in response to this post at Reason.
Now hear this!
The war of words continues apace here on the Korean peninsula. The ROKs are busy constructing loudspeakers along the border so they can tell the NORK people their leaders are the world’s biggest jerks. Said jerks have responded that this means war! And this time we really, really mean it.
An oh yeah, Seoul will become a sea of flame and all that.
R.O.K.
Jenn of I’ve Got 2 Shoes has asked very nicely that y’all vote for this video. So, I’m passing along the word. It’s actually offers a pretty nice visual perspective of life in the R.O.K.
Actually, you VOTE HERE. You can be like me if you want and watch all the entries here before voting…
Blast from the Past–Bonnie Rose
AKA “mom”. Although she wasn’t one then.
Taken several years before my time on Earth.
One of those nights
As far as Saturday nights go, last night was a pretty good one. It commenced with a fine farewell party/dart tournament for Dan Orrico and Rod Rodriguez at, wait for it, Dolce Vita Pub. The evening (for me at least) ending with a Korea victory over Greece in the opening round of the World Cup.
Some of us brought along some vittles to supplement the Dolce menu. My contribution was pulled pork barbecue, slow roasted in the ol’ crock pot. It seemed to go over well enough as indicated by a lack of leftovers. Then again, there was a huge crowd. 28 teams in the doubles tournament which may be a record for Dolce. Even though my mediocre darts resulted in a two and out for me and my partner, it took a couple of hours to be eliminated. The tourney was still going strong when I departed the bar.
In addition to the large dart crowd, there was a small but vocal contingent of Koreans watching the football (soccer) game. I’m no fan of the sport, but there was some strong energy pulsating in Seoul for the Red Devils last night and I couldn’t help but catch the buzz. Long after I had retired to bed and well into the wee morning hours I could hear drunk Koreans celebrating (screaming loudly) as they meandered home through the streets of my normally quiet neighborhood.
Today Tom and Yuli Randolph are hosting a barbecue get together in honor of Rod and Dano. We’ll be bringing some Galbi for the grill, watermelon and the pineapple upside down cake I’m fixin’ to bake. Unlike last night, I intend to remember my camera so I can capture the highlights for posterity.
Blast from the Past–Ringwraiths
My first softball team, The Ringwraiths. I was a fanatic for the game for a dozen years of so, until my travel schedule at work made team sports unrealistic. I had a nice run though, playing on some championship winning teams in far flung venues from Southern Cal, to Arizona, to Arkansas. Truth be told, I still miss those glory days…
Of those pictured I can only recall the names of Jim Meehan (66), Rod Headlee (13), Larry Raemakers (6), Doug Price (35) and my brother Keith (22). I’m wearing #7. Photo was taken in 1973 or 1974.
Meanwhile, USA takes World Cup…
…of trash talk:
“The England game is the big one for us.
“The team are ready, they are mentally in a place where they are prepared to go into battle.
“One is for sure, they will be aiming to beat the heck out of the English in Rustenburg.
“Let me say this straight: Our men are preparing to crush your little boys.”
Hat Tip: Marmot’s Hole
This just in: The universe is racist!
Regarding Sarah Palin’s breasts
American Digest says all there is to say on the “issue”.
Seems to me what the Left should be asking is not if Sarah Palin’s pair has grown, but when their president plans to grow a pair.
Blast from the Past–Mom and Me
Camping on the Kern River circa 1958…
Yoja of the Week
Well, I’ve finally got around to watching the television series “Lost”. I’m up to episode 20 of Season 1 thus far. I’m going to reserve judgment till the story develops a little more (assuming it will). Suffice to say up to this point, Ms. Kim Yun-jin is the best thing about the show…
Anyway, thus far it’s been fun to see some of the stereotypes of Koreans portrayed on American television. I’ve heard the two Korean characters will develop into more than caricatures as the series progresses.
Another aspect I’ve enjoyed is that Lost was filmed in Hawaii and I’ve been spotting some of the places I visited during my vacation there this year.
Like a one legged man…
in an ass kicking contest…
Another BP spill
Video of cleanup effort has to be seen to be believed…
Blast from the Past–Bad Ass
I reckon this to be sometime in the fall of 1974. It was during the Barstow to Las Vegas dirt bike race in which my pal Rod Headlee was competing. This was at a gas stop in some desolate desert burg after the race had started. We were on our way to meet the riders at the finish line in Vegas. The handsome dude in shades and hat would be me, the guy in the middle with the wild hair is my brother Greg. The rude guy with his finger extended? A friend of a friend whose name is lost to history. I also have no idea who snapped the photo, but it was with my 110 Instamatic Kodak…
Worst case scenarios…
Things have been pretty quiet here on the Korean peninsula. Maybe too quiet. Although there was a slight thrill Sunday morning. I’m laying on the couch watching Season 4 of House when all the sudden this air raid siren goes off. At first I thought it was coming from the TV, but that didn’t make sense. So, I get up and go to the balcony looking for incoming artillery but it all seemed normal outside. After a couple of minutes the siren stopped. I’m told that Sunday was the Korean memorial day. Well, geez. I can think of better ways to recognize fallen war heroes than blasting an alarm during a period when tensions are running high with the whacko’s up north. Ah well.
Anyway, Popular Mechanics brings us the three things to fear should war break out in Korea. Oddly enough, my dying is not among them (although I guess that is implied).
1. North Korea already knows our war plan. Hmm, no surprise there. This country is thick with spies and hackers. ROKDrop has a post up about the female spies who trade sex for secrets, like Won Jeong-hwa:
She’s no Natasha, but…
2. North Korea uses its vast chemical weapon arsenal. Well, I do have a USFK-issued gas mask in the closet. Maybe I’ll even be at home if I ever need it.
3. Flash floods become weapons. Well, I’m kinda up on a hill, so of the three scenarios this is the one I could most likely “live” with the best.
Anyway, in all seriousness I’m not worried. Much.
80 days to go.
Something in the water?
What is it about South Carolina politics?
Don’t call me madam…
Here’s a candidate I can get behind.
“If she has experience managing whores, she would probably be well suited for politics.”