Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Where is Rob?




Sunday night I started looking for bloggers in the New Orleans area that was going to attempt to ride out the storm. I was thinking it might be interesting to get a first hand account of a hurricane as it happened. I came accross CrabAppleLane.net from Bush, LA. So I bookmarked it for the following morning.

My work week is Tuesday thru Saturday. I like having Mondays off, because now that the kids are in school, I get to spend more time with Mrs. B.

I woke up Monday morning. I started the coffee, grabbed a cigarette, and fired up the laptop. I changed the Weatherbug to New Orleans zip code, so I could get the better radar. I brought up CrabAppleLane.net. I read his latest post from 5:10am. From the looks of it, he stayed up most of the night. His last post was at 6:26am.

6:26AM - The wind has intensified significantly. A big branch landed with a thud just outside my window. The rain hasn’t been that bad. We’ve experienced a few power hiccups but nothing major yet. Next entry will be after daylight, power permitting.

He was supposedly not alone. He was with family members of Mama and Patsy. There are also family members that lived in the area. Janine, Michael, and their children in Mandeville. David stayed in Slidell. (all of this info has been found by their "Family Blog".

I do not know any of these people. I came across their websites by pure accident. I look at as that God would want me to pray for their safe return. Please keep them in your prayers, along with all other victims and families affected by Katrina. I have never worried so much about a total stranger. Kind of odd. But these people are fellow Americans.

Katrina

Our country has been through many trials and tribulations. We may get knocked down to our knees, but we always rise up. Why? Because we are Americans! We have always come to the aid of our fellow man. We also know, that when it is our turn to go through troubling times, other fellow Americans will help in hour of need.

We pray for all of those victims and families that are affected by this tragedy.

Look at my piggy bank after I bought gas today!!!

Monday, August 29, 2005

How many of you would proudly where this pin?

Sunday, August 28, 2005

The New Gas Prices

Friday, August 26, 2005

More of the "Proof"
Now, that is pimpin!!!
There is a truck load of this stuff headed to Crawford, TX.
Political Correctness Defined

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Honest Weeks Work

Here's a truly heart-warming story about the bond formed between a
little girl and some construction workers that makes you believe that
we CAN make a difference when we give a child the gift of our time . .

A young family moved into a house, next door to a vacant lot. One day a
construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot.

The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in
all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day
observing the workers.

Eventually the construction crew, all of them gems-in-the-rough, more
or less adopted her as a kind of project mascot. They chatted with her,
let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks, and gave
her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. At the
end of the first week they even presented her with a pay envelope
containing a couple of dollars.

The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the
appropriate words of admiration and suggested that they take the two dollar "pay"
she had received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.

When they got to the bank, the teller was equally impressed and asked
the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a
young age.

The little girl proudly replied, "I worked last week with the crew
building the house next door to us."

"My goodness gracious," said the teller, "and will you be working on
the house again this week, too?"

The little girl replied,"I will if those assholes at Home Depot ever
deliver the fucking sheetrock!

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE

The shit has hit the fan, literally. Right before the up and coming season of college basketball, UC President Dr. Nancy Zimpher has accentually FIRED UC Head Basketball Coach Bob Huggins.

Either way, UC basketball will be going into the Big East conference without its esteemed coach of 16 years, the winningest coach in school history. He's led the Bearcats to 14 consecutive NCAA tournament appearances.

Nice way to send a great coach out on his coat tales, bitch. This is something that happens at the end of a season, NOT THE BEGINNING. He should have had the chance to take his last team out as winners. The reason that you are going to the Big East Zimpher, is because of Huggins. Not your short two years as President. Apparently this is one department of UC that DID NOT NEED A CHANGE.

Look at these numbers and look again at why young students want to attend your college. They want to be apart of the Huggins era.

His 542-191 record ranks him seventh in winning percentage among active division one coaches.
Those wins include 10 conference regular season titles and eight league tournament titles for the Bearcats. He's also taken the team to the NCAA tourney 14 times in a row.


You are just upset because no one knows who you are when it comes to UC history.

Not only does Huggins get the shaft, so does the players. They have spent the entire summer getting accustomed to Huggins' system. Now that is all trash. Time to start anew. This will last into the season, because the new coach will not have the total trust and respect that Huggins had with them. They all knew that Huggins would stand shoulder to shoulder with them when facing any opponent on the court. This is a coach that can take control of a situation when the pressure is on late in the game. He knows how to handle a young, talented Freshman when he needs to make the winning shot. Many of the player come from far away to play for Huggins. They could have easily have signed with bigger named schools closer to home. But no, they want to play for Huggy-bear.

In the end the fans get the shaft. For just about the same reasons above, us fans do not know if the new coach can make the right call, when it is all on the line.


Can you say, NIT???

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Weight Loss Program

A man was ordered by his doctor to lose 75 lbs.

As he wondered how in the heck he would ever do that, he ran across an

ad in the newspaper for a GUARANTEED WEIGHT LOSS PROGRAM.

“Guaranteed. Yeah right!" he thought to himself. But desperate, he
called them up and subscribed to the 3-day / 10 pound weight loss program.

The next day there was a knock on his door, and when he answered, there
stood before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19-year-old young lady dressed
in nothing but air, some Nike running shoes, and a sign
around her neck.

She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company.
The sign read, "If you can catch me, you can have me!"

Without a second thought he took off after her. A few miles later,
huffing and puffing, he finally caught her and got the action he was
hoping for.

After they were through and she left, he thought to himself, "I like
the way this company does business!"

The same girl showed up for the next two days and the same thing
happened.

On the fourth day, he weighed himself and was delighted to find he
had lost 10 lbs. as promised.

He called the company and ordered their 5-day / 20 pound program.

The next day there was a knock on the door and there stood the most
stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life, wearing
nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that read,
"If you catch me, you can have me." He was out the door after her like a shot.

This girl was in excellent shape and it took him a while to catch her, but when he did, it is worth every cramp and wheeze.

For the next four days, the same routine happened. Much to his delight, on the fifth day, he weighed himself and found he had lost another 20 lbs, as promised.

He decided to go for broke and called the company to order the 7-day/50
pound program "Are you sure?" asked the representative on the phone.

This is our most rigorous program." "Absolutely," he replied, "I haven't felt this good in years".

The next day there was a knock at the door and when he opened it he
found a muscular guy standing there wearing nothing but Pink running
shoes and a sign around his neck that read, "If I catch you, you're mine."

"PROOF" that Women are Evil

Women takes time and money.

Women = time x money

Time IS money

Women = money x money = money ^ 2

Money is the root of all evil

money = sqrt(evil)
=> money^2 = evil

since women = money^2

women = evil :)

Monday, August 15, 2005

This Week in Nascar

I didn't post anything last week. There wasn't much to post about. The only positive note that I really had, was that Truex won another race. He is running away with his REPEAT Championship. Congrats to Tony for his dream of Indy. He is an awesome driver. He is most likely the driver I am going to go with for the Chase. I am a football guy and when Joe Gibbs is guy you drive for, I will root for you. I root for mainly DEI, RCR, and JGR drivers. So at the end of the season, when Tony as his second championship, don't say I didn't tell you so. He has been on a streak lately, winning five of his last seven races. With four races until the Chase, it looks as if he will be the leader going in.

JR finished 10th. He is now 163 points out of 10th. It is time now to stop looking for points. The possibilities of making the Chase are next to nil. Time to hook up the car to go all out and go for wins. Let the chips fall where they may. With Michigan (2 miles), Bristol (0.533 miles), California (2 miles), and Richmond (0.75 miles) left, anything can happen.

Here is the present standings. Still to close to call on who will be in the Top 10 to qualify.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Special Friday Pun (in honor of GOC)

A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack.

"Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday."

Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager.

Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.

The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.

Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.

She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral."

She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?"




The bank manager looks back at her and says...

"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Meet CJ




You are probably wondering why I haven't posted in a while. I have been very busy with this guy. He is really keeping me on my toes. It is like having another child all over again. He is constantly getting into things that he doesn't need to be in. In the long run it will be worth it. To have a dog in the house is added security. We just need to get through the house breaking without me breaking him. It should take a week or two and then everything should be roses.