Thursday, March 25, 2010

Southbound

The following is my FB profile picture update for today that I though I should share here...

We've hit a debtberg and are taking on entitlements. Probably be Ok if everyone starts bailing.

DaBlade: "YOU THERE! WHY ARE YOU JUST SITTING THERE DROOLING!?"

DeCarlo: "It's just going to be like Christmas. It's going to be great. You know, no worries (about) the bills. We are going to go ahead and pay our co-pay and be alright."

and the band played on.


Maybe I should have said: "We've hit an Entitlementberg and are taking on DEBT." Oh well... you get the picture.

and now for a totally unrelated audio clip of a tune I've been humming lately. Based on the opening lyrics, it sure feels like he is singing about my hometown of Flint...

The boom time it is over
A ghost town is all that's left here
The gold rush it is over
And depression days draw near

Tonight after sundown
I'm going to pack my case
Without a word, without a sound
Disappear without a trace


I just wish I could find the 'Live And Dangerous' version.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Where is Sarah Conner Palin when we need her?

In the Year of Darkness, 2009, the rulers of this planet devised the ultimate plan. They would reshape the Future by changing the Past. The plan required something that felt no pity. No pain. No fear. Something unstoppable. They created 'THE OBAMINATOR'

The Obaminator's an infiltration unit, part man, part machine. Underneath, it's a community organizer - Chicago political thug. Very tough. But outside, it's living human tissue - flesh, skin, hair, blood, grown for the democrats...The 600 series Algores had wooden skin. We spotted them easy. But these are new, they look human. Sweat, cigarette breath, everything. Very hard to spot. I had to wait till he moved on you before I could zero him.

Listen, and understand! That Obaminator is out there! It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead.



SHUT UP! You still don't get it, do you!? He'll find you! That's what he does! It's all he does! You can't stop him! He'll wade through you, reach down your throat, and tear your [blog edit] heart out!!

Come with me if you want to live.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

The fix is in

Is it just me, or is waiting for the CBO to score Obamacare sorta like waiting to see the final score of the Harlem Globetrotter's game...

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Slaughter this.

Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi now plans to use the "deem and pass" strategy to push through the Senate's healthcare reform bill.

Hmmm. OK, I'll bite.

I deem my home mortgage paid in full.

I deem the unopened and discarded census form that arrived in the mail today completed and returned to Obama, peace be unto him.

I deem that Pelosi, Reid, Obama, and their blind and ignorant socialist sheeple can kiss my a$$.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Proud (and sad) Dad today

Author of the following unknown, but this hits home hard today:

These next few weeks may be the last times I see my boy lace ‘em up with an organized team. Fourteen years ago we started, not really knowing anything about this marvelous game. He skated out onto the ice as wobbly as can be. Tonight he glides across the ice cutting his edges into the glimmering sheet of white and throwing snow up to the top of the glass with a hockey stop we could only dream about way back when. He’s worn different jerseys, traveled all over the state and country, in rinks at 6am and 12 midnight. Hotels, motels, sleeping in the van and now the bus – he’s been a real road warrior. He’s had great coaches and some not so great coaches. Some years have been great some not. But all in all, he’s met so many other young men and women that have the same passion and they give their all at game time.

Like you, we’ve spent thousands of dollars on this habit forming game. Sometimes we fell into the marketing and bought the white Fedorov skates, the Nike aluminum sticks, the mini stick games, etc., but we did it for him.

He’s played forward and defense and even played goalie at a tournament and let in 20 goals, but still loved it. Always smiling when he came off the ice, he put reality into our over competitiveness as parents. He simply loved the game.

This week though, it might be different. It may finally hit him that from here on, it might be an occasional lunch skate, Friday night drop in, or maybe adult leagues. How will he deal with it, win or lose after that final game? How will I deal with it?

I only hope we’ve raised him so that his perspective will be positive. He knows that he’s not our only son. Yes, he has a brother that skates too, but over the years he’s had hundred of “brothers” – his team mates. Some have been “best buds”, others have faded into history. But no matter what happens, when and where he ever meets up with these kids again, they have a bond that no one can ever take away. Without a doubt, a hockey team relationships is unique – especially the locker room antics.

Over the next few years, tragedies will occur. Families will split up, some of the parents or even team mates will die and life may longer be as simple as pulling on the old smelly gear. How will my son deal with this? I don’t know, but I do know that through the help of hundreds of other parents, he’s learned so much more about life than I did as a child.

After the last buzzer, God it will be hard. But hugs, tears of disappointment or success will still support the love I have for him and his accomplishments.

Maybe he will continue on. Maybe it’s Juniors, maybe college club hockey, and yes, maybe beer leagues. I may not be able to see him, but I’ll know that if he’s on the ice, he’s in his element and the world is fine.Son, thanks for the joy you’ve given me over the years, you’ve turned out to be an outstanding young man and I’m sure your future is bright. The only thing I ask of you anymore about this game is: When the time is right, please give back for honor and respect those that did the same for you.

Bless all the kids that will lace ‘em up this week and hit the ice in their last games.




It has been one heck of a ride son.