Happy New Year's Eve

I meant to get these pictures up before Christmas, and I FAILED! but since its still close to Christmas, I'm going to post them anyway.

This is main street in the little town of Granite, where I used to live.



And yes, that's about as busy as Main Steet in Granite ever gets.

And I was always okay with that.  It's good livin'.

Now, on that granite hill at the end of the street, there is this:



The cross.

Every year at Christmas-time, this tree joins the cross:




Thing is, that cross on the mountain stays lit up all year, even when the tree and the Christmas decorations are gone.  I lived there for several years and I still don't know who makes sure that the lights on the cross stay on. 

But I guarantee you, they are burning tonight.

You all be safe tonight, and I'll holler at you tomorrow.

Happy New Year!

The Dave Barry Year in Review

Good Lord, I laughed until I cried.

And I stole this, without anyshameatall, from Andy, who doesn't want thanks, but hey, in the spirit of the coming New Year, he's getting them anyway.

Thanks, man.

Now you all go get yourself a laugh.

Click:

The Year in Review.....

Sometimes More IS Good

There was another snowfall at my house and all over central Oklahoma last night.  Strange thing is, this snow seemed to make the roads better and travel a little easier.  And I like that, I'm not a fan of driving on ice. 

Nope, not a fan at all.

Yesterday on my way home from work I noticed a lot of snowmen. 

Most of them were just, um, blobs of snow wearing rocks for eyes and mouth... but I did find one overachiever.



That is just pretty stinkin' cool!

And he was tickled that I wanted to take his picture too...I think he was pretty proud of his creation.

Here's what it looks like out the back of the office this morning.



It's really pretty out that way because nobody has been jackin' around trying to clear the field.  I know that's necessary but it sure kills the photo opportunities.  Heh.

A little piece of news from Oklahoma City - according to what I've seen on TV, the ENTIRE BUDGET for salt/sand, winter road maintenance what-have-you, was used to try to clear streets during/after the Christmas Eve blizzard.  I sure hope the weather holds good until, say, April? 

Actually I'm sure the City can always come up with some more money.  Maybe they could even break into that MAPS 3 money.  And put off the Dancing Bridge park project.

Thing is, the city street manager said he didn't know if they would be able to find any more road salt to buy.  Apparently the bad weather nationwide in large cities has or will result in a shortage of this product. 

Man, a person's just gotta laugh.

The CIA Operative and the Afghani

I don't usually watch 60 Minutes or any of the other "news" shows on the MSM, but I happened to catch this interview last night.  Mainly because it came on right before that Tom Selleck Jesse Stone made-for-TV movie, and you know I gotta watch Tom Selleck. 

At least he doesn't wear those short shorts anymore.

Anyway, the interview was really quite good and both the Afghani and the CIA guy made several statements that most of us have heard and even said before, including:

1)  Our enemies are religious zealots and yep, they want to kill us.
2)  They are going to keep trying to attack us again, here on our homeland.
3)  Keeping them occupied in their own country is one of the things that's kept them from a major attack on our country since 9-11.  One of the other things is our blind luck.

Anyway, if you didn't see the interview, and you're interested, you can go to this link and either watch it or read it.  Interesting statements by some of the commenters too. 

I never have to look very far on any given day to have it smack me right in the face again - liberals are just not all that smart.  Heh.

Made It!

I made it in to work today; only took an hour to make what is usually a 25-minute trip.  I'm always undecided whether to take I-44 or I-40 (where everyone will be driving 467 mph because they are INVINCIBLE) or to stick to the surface streets (if I can get across the bridge at Overholser, I can take 36th all the way across OKC).  Today the surface street won out, which I'm not totally sure was the best idea, because it hadn't been cleared, much.  But I made it, safe and sound....until I had to navigate that 3+-foot snow drift that completely blocked the walkway up to the office door.  There was no getting around it. 

I was pretty sure I was going to leave both shoes out there somewhere, but NO!  I'm inside, and YES! I do plan to watch everyone else come in and do the Mt. Everest-climbing-thing through that snow.  I'm just nice like that.  :)

You all have a great Monday now, ya hear?

A Christmas Story 2009

This is a picture I took of my Christmas Decor at the beginning of the BIG SNOW.

poinsettias 1

And here’s a picture, same fake flowers, a couple of hours later.

poinsettias 2

The snow was really coming down at times, and since the wind had blown before and during, I’m sure there’s tree limbs underneath it, which will certainly give me something to do when the snow melts.

Speaking of those limbs, Chloe must have jumped right on one at some point, because she came back in the house with a cut on her foot.  She was not a happy camper.

during the storm 1 

during the storm 2

I felt sorry for the birds but they seemed to make the best of it – in fact, the bluejay appeared and I hadn’t seen him in a while. 

bird 2

bird 1

These are my favorite chairs to sit in and watch the birds; but not now, obviously.  More tree limbs.  Gah.

my chairs

Speaking of the Chloe-Dog, she loves this stuff.  It made her so happy that she even posed for a few pictures.

chloe 1

chloe 2

chloe 4

These were of course taken before the cut-foot incident.  She was pretty much just poutin’ after that.

I did venture out of the house for a trip to the 7-11 today.  For some reason, probably that cabin-fever stuff, I HAD TO HAVE a Coke and I don’t even drink pop… Anyway, I finally got the driveway dug out enough to back the car out, went to the store, everything hunky-dory.

Then I got back to the house and it was just like I figured it would be.  Couldn’t get the car back up the driveway (it has a little hill right at the street). 

Thought I’d circle the block and take another run at it from the other direction.

Came 1/2 an inch from taking out a stop sign.  Maybe even 1/4 inch. 

The other direction didn’t work either. 

I was able to get the car up the hill, but that’s where it’s at and where it’ll stay until tomorrow. 

At least I gave my neighbors something to watch.

And I didn’t even say any bad words!  Yay!  Christmas!

Merry Christmas!



I hope it is merry and bright.

Weather Update, Updated x2

Interstates closed.  Turnpikes closed.  Airports closed.  11 inches of the white stuff, wind is now blowing 40 mph, gusting to 50.  According to the news, the last time we had snow anywhere near this, it was 1987 and there was 8 inches of it.  I think it's still snowing, but its blowing around so much that its pretty hard to tell.

There was a 40 (50, depending on who you're listening to) car pileup on I-40 right here by me.  Even one of the wreckers that tried to get there was hit and according to the reporter, totalled.  Fortunately it sounds like there weren't any fatalities and possibly not even any life-threatening injuries.

First my back door was frozen shut, then I got it open, then it had a big ol' drift in front of it and it wouldn't open, then I got it open, and now it won't completely close (it's the glass door, not the solid one)....Gah!

Update, 8 p.m. - 14, yepyouheardmeright, 14 INCHES OF SNOW!

That's a new "world record" for the Oklahoma City area. 

Holy Moly!


The big Christmas ice and snow is just beginning; at about 4:00 this morning it was dry outside, but the wind was blowing one million miles per hour.

Then it started to rain.  Now it's raining with a little ice mixed in.  Supposed to be a half-foot of the white stuff today; out in western Oklahoma it's a blizzard.  Travel is at 15 mph if its moving at all.  Most vehicles are in the bar ditch.  The guy on TV who's up there driving in it just keeps saying "Keep it between the lines!"

That is, when he can see the lines.

I love snow days.  I think I will stay home from work (shouldn't be working on Christmas Eve ANYWAY) and make use of the coffee pot and that half-gallon bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream.  I'm glad I bought the drum size.

However, I probably should have went to the grocery store instead of the package store.  Priorities.

A Little Tune For Ya

Go here (Carol of the Chins) and have these guys sing a Christmas Song to you.  They are better singers than I am.

Just type in any Christmas Song and they'll give it a whirl.  That is, if they know it.  Deck the Halls is pretty good! 

Fa-rah-rah-rah-rah!

Monks - a Christmas Story

A man is driving down the road and his car breaks down near a monastery.  He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down.  Do you think I could stay the night?"




The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car.  As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no other he has ever heard. 

The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say "We can't tell you because you are not a monk."

The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes on his way.  Some years later, the same man is traveling past the monastery, and again his car breaks down.

The monks again accept him, feed him, and repair his car.

That night, the man hears the same mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.

The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but again the monks say "We can't tell you because you are not a monk."

The man says, "If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, then how do I become one?"

The monks reply, "You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of grains of sand.  When you know these numbers, you will become a monk."

The man sets about his task.  Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the monastery's door.  He says, "I have traveled the earth and devoted my life to the task you demanded.  I have learned what you asked for; there are 371,145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 grains of sand on this earth."

The monks reply, "Congratulations!  You are correct, and you are now considered a monk. We shall show you the way to the sound that you have heard."

The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, "The sound is behind that door."

The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked.  He asks, "May I have the key?"

The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.  But behind the wooden door is another door made of stone.  The man requests the key to the stone door.

The monks give him the key, and he opens the door, only to find a door made of ruby.  He demands another key, and the monks provide it.  Behind that door is another door made of sapphire.  And so it went, until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst.

Finally, the monks say, "This is the key to the last door."

The man is relieved to be at the end of his journey.  He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind the door he is astonished to find the source of the strange sound.  It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight.




But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.

Just a Few Things I've Noticed

Since it's so close to Christmas, and you know we're all supposed to be in that "sharing" and "giving" state of mind, I thought I'd share a few things I've noticed as I drive to and from work.

First off, there's this lovely pink Caddy.  I'm fairly certain this is not the "Pink Cadillac" that totally-liberal Bruce Springsteen sang about, even though I really don't care what kind of car he sings about, ever.



Hey!  You can get this thing for $350.00 down!  And it comes with its own flat tire!  What a deal!

Further along the road, I've noticed this:



Well, actually, I've eaten here.  It's some of the finest "Soul Food" available in Oklahoma City, in my humble opinion.  Fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, gravy, cornbread, peach cobbler, and sweet tea.  Every single day.  What I really wanted to take a picture of was the marquee they used to have up outside the restaurant, which said:

Brothers, Stop the Senseless Killing!

but for some reason it's not there anymore. 

Sadness.

And around the corner from that:



Goat.

I just haven't ever been hungry enough to go there, I guess.

Then, we've got the dueling grocery stores.  Apparently both stores have been influenced by current government because there is no competition between the two, ever.  When the chitlins are $5.99 at one of them, they're $5.99 at the other.





Now, this place must be a fairly new business establishment, because I'd never noticed it until this morning, and it has a less-than-permanent sign.  Catchy store name, though, don't you agree?

You can barely see on the right hand side, but they sell "urbanwear" (what exactly is that?) and swimwear, lingerie, furs, perfume, and shoes.  Having a big sale, one-stop Christmas shopping. 

I KNOW there's somebody on my list that would like something from a store called "Yada Yada".  Heck, I probably would just so I could say it came from there.



Deductive Reasoning the Obama Way


ATTENTION! ROAD CLOSURES THIS WEEKEND!

For those of you who might be considering travel this coming holiday weekend, be advised:

Portions of I-64, I-70, I-29, I-90 and I-40 will be closed for intermittent periods of time.

Expect long delays along these interstate highways plus major traffic disruptions in Charleston, WV; Louisville, KY; St Louis, MO; Kansas City, MO; and Omaha, NE.

A 500-ton piece of coal is being moved from West Virginia to South Dakota, so that Barack H. Obama can be added to Mt Rushmore.

The Sun Bowl Song

The Sun Bowl Song - El Paso

Forgive the link, but I don't know how to load it on here any other way.

I especially like the "Oh NOOOOOOOO" part and the section about drug lords and gangsters.....

Hey! This is TOTALLY GOOD NEWS!! Merry Christmas!

Oklahoma's Revenue Shortfalls Worst in Nation!

And, of course, my joy is facetious.

Friday Night in the Big Town

That post title is a pretty famous saying here in Oklahoma, and bonus points to the first person who can name who says it. 

One of these days I'm going to offer a real prize instead of bonus points.  These little tests are just for practice for that AMAZING trip to Paris or whatever the future prize may be.

Friday night I went to a birthday party for this chica:



She had the usual cast of characters in attendance with me.  And I'm not kidding about the "character" thing.






They always DIE when I get out the camera because they are afraid they will appear on this blog.  Usually I don't post the pictures, because I just like to hear that little tremor of fear in their voices when I'm pointing the camera at them.  This time, though, I'm posting them.  Merry Christmas!

Speaking of Christmas, the birthday girl has a beautiful Christmas tree.  In a beautiful home.




It even has a couple of ornaments that I'm somewhat fond of.






Go figure.

For the birthday party, we went down to the Riverwind Casino, which is just south of Norman and is quite a "hapnin" place.  Most everyone went to a "Cross Canadian Ragweed" concert; but I decided I would just play some slots while the rest of them did that. 

This is my favorite slot machine.





Note that it's a penny slot machine.  $20 will last over two hours on this thing if you only place 9-cent bets.  And that's the biggest bet I ever make.  Because most of the time, my screen looks like this:



See, the "paid" column shows "zero".  I might as well take that $20 and throw it right on down on the ground, because it ultimately ends up having the same effect - I am $20 poorer, without a durned thing to show for it. 
Now, I realize that it's a penny machine, and it's not ever going to pay out millions or anything, but....

The biggest win I had all night was $5.00.  Which did not cover the cup of coffee.

Ah well, it's pretty fun while it lasts, and all-in-all, I suppose that's pretty cheap entertainment.

Next time I go there, or to any one of these "Indian" casinos that are popping up all over the place in Oklahoma, I've decided that it might be worth my time just to take the camera and take some pictures of the "clientele". 

Because, I'm here to say, the "People of Wal*Mart" don't have anything on some of the "People of the Casino".

One guy spent waaaaay too much money on every penny slot machine in my vicinity - and I think he might have had a meth lab outside in his pickup by the way he was beating on those buttons.  Not to mention the stand up-sit down-stand up-perch in the chair-stand up dance he was doing.

After he'd left (and then came back for another run three or four times) one of the seats was taken by a "dude" who had a really nice mullet hairdo.  Besides that, it was suicide blond (dyed by his own hand) and there might have even been some permanent-wave action on that thing.

And that's just two of them.

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Tonight I went uptown to fill up the car (gas is $2.29 here) and the traffic was backed up not only on the city streets but also on the I-40 exit that leads to the Yukon City Park's Christmas Lights.  They advertise it as
"4 Million Lights" and it certainly looks like there's that many.  They started putting them up in September, if I remember right.  It is pretty cool - you can ride a train through them, I believe, or take a horse-drawn carriage or hayride. 

Those Failbook Ads

 

oklahoma homeowners

If you are on the Facebook, then surely to Pete you are disturbed by some of the ads that appear on the right hand side of your screen.

That picture up there of the house and the 3.7% APR is entitled “Hey Oklahoma Homeowners!”  Now, it’s just fine to try to drum up some lower APR business, that doesn’t bother me a bit – but what does bother me is it totally reminds me of that creepy Obama poster, you know, the one where he’s in red, white, and blue, which are undoubtedly his least favorite colors.  I personally think his favorite colors are yellow, possibly purple, and of course black followed closely by black mixed with white if it can do him any good

And if you want to consider that a racist statement, well, that’s your prerogative, but honestly, that’s not my intent.

That spelling of “prerogative” looks wrong, but my spell-check says its right, so I guess I’ll go with it.  After all, spell-check = smart.

There used to be ads that popped up all the time on the FB, some of which said the following:

“Obama Wants Moms to Return to School!”  And he’ll pay for it!

“Obama Wants Moms to Wipe Out Debt!”  Get your own stimulus check!

I noticed a few weeks ago that I wasn’t getting the “Obama Wants” ads anymore.  I don’t know why they stopped, but my suspicion is that they either 1) noticed that I am a “fan” of Glenn Beck and Fred Thompson, or 2) the gild is off the lily (isn’t that the way that saying goes?) and nobody really gives a big flyin’ leap what Obama wants anymore. 

I hope its #2 but more than likely its #1.  I mean, if I watch that dude Beck that Obama thinks is EEEE-VELLL! then I probably am not going to return to school just because the elected ONE wants me to.  In fact, if I was considering returning to school I’d probably re-think that and just get a greeter job at Wal*Mart or sumpin’.

Today I noticed there’s actually a site for fans of “Tebow Crying”.  Thousands of fans have signed up. 

Man, people have picked on that guy so much for that crying jag when he found out that Jesus loves Alabama also (and maybe more than Florida sometimes) that I’m almost (ALMOST) feeling a shred of pity for the guy.  Almost. 

Timmay Tebow has learned publicly that life is just not fair.  You’d have thought he might have had a clue before now. 

But Wait!  He hasn’t had time to learn life-lessons, because he’s been WAAAYY too busy doing things like BELIEVING the sportscasters hype and traveling to other countries to perform surgery on small male children.  

And besides all that, elephants are way cuter than alligators, in my opinion.  Not that it matters or has anything to do with anything else I’ve said.

Okay, now, it’s like, a week until Christmas, and if you’re not going to do all your shopping on Christmas Eve at Walgreens, I suggest you get busy.  Like I have any room to talk.

Yes, She IS Here!

Some of you may have noticed that another "Staci" sometimes comments on this blog.

Well, go say hello to that Staci's Christmas present, Ruby

Congratulations to the Bailey Family!

The Hackney Place

At the entry to one of the pastures up at the farm, this old house still stands.



It amazes me that its still upright.  I remember actually going into this old place when I was a kid; it was already abandoned and was more of a hangout for wildlife (animals, not parties) than a house for people.  But, it certainly seemed much bigger then than it looks today. 

I think this would have been such a neat place to live - it's a charmer, isn't it? -, and still would if it weren't on its last leg. 

Check out that rock wall in front of it.  And, on the left side (south end) of the house, is the old root cellar.  It still appears to be in pretty good shape.



I wouldn't dream of going in there now - in my imagination and maybe in reality it is a snake den. 

My brother brings his motor home when he comes to Oklahoma and parks it out front of the property, just to the south of this view. 



That deer that I had pictures up of earlier was hanging in a tree near the motor home.

To my recollection, the house is called the "Hackney Place" because the people who last lived here were named Hackney.  I'm not sure who originally built it, but did I mention that I like that rock wall? 

That's pretty fancy for the area and the time, I reckon.

Across the road from the house is this tree.



That is One.  Big.  Tree.

Christmas Cookies

In the spirit of the Pioneer Woman and Paula Deen and Rachael Ray and whoever else it is who writes about and posts fantastic recipes that they actually make, I bring you the recipe for delicious, delectable Christmas Cookies!

Actually this recipe arrived in my email inbox from my college roommate.  There is a possibility that we might have actually tried this recipe back in the day, instead of eating saltines and whatever we could cart home from the restaurant where we worked.




Christmas Cookies

1 cup water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup butter
1 cup sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup brown sugar
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups dried fruit
lemon or lime juice to taste
1 bottle Jose Cuervo tequila

Sample the Cuervo to check quality.  Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again - to ensure highest quality, pour one level cup and drink.

Turn on the electric mixer.  Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.

Add on peastoon of sugar.  Beat again.  At this point, it is best to ensure the Cuervo is still okay.  Try another cup just in case.

Turn off the mixerer thingy.

Break two leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in a cup of dried fruit.

Pick the frigging fruit off the floor.

Mix on the turner.

If the dried fruit gets stuck in the beaters just pry it loose with a screwdriver.

Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity.

Next, sift two cups of salt or something.  Who gives a sheet.  Check the Jose Cuervo.  Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts.

Add one table.

Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.

Don't forget to beat off the turner.

Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the wishdasher.  Cherry Mistmas!

Caution:  Do Not Try This At Home.  Go to somebody else's home, drink the Cuervo, and then pass smooth out.

Twenty-One and Holding



 Lauren celebrated her 21st birthday last Friday. 

Actually, I think she celebrated it Thursday, Saturday, possibly Sunday, and more than likely Monday also.

Because Monday, finals (for her) were over at OU, where she's majoring in Interior Design.

And of course one has to pre-celebrate and post-celebrate 21st birthdays.

What did Lauren do to celebrate?  Well, she and her friends went roller skating, in 70's attire.  She likes that 70's stuff, probably because she didn't have to live in striped tube socks and all the other attire that the decade demanded.

After that, she more than likely had a drink.

If I went roller skating at my age, I'd probably need medical attention more than a drink.  I'm just sayin'.

Happy Birthday, Lauren!  May all your birthdays and years to come be "finer'n frog's hair"!

Thunder UP

Last night I had the privilege of going to the OKC Thunder game.  They were hosting the Cavaliers from Cleveland.  It was a pretty close game until the 4th quarter, when this guy decided to start REALLY playing. 



Then it wasn't so close and ended up a 10+ point win for the Cavs.

But, the Thunder have won like 10 games so far this season and I think that's more than they won in all of last year.  I'm not sure of that and I don't really feel like researching it so I'm just going to leave it at "Thunder Not Real Good".

Hey, this guy was there too!



Honestly, I don't keep up with Thunder basketball much.  I mean, Oklahoma is a football state, right?  But the Ford Center was filled to capacity so I guess SOMEBODY is keeping up with it.

This is the first time I'd been to see the Thunder.  I did go several times when OKC hosted the Hornets from NO after the hurricane.

I've heard tell that visiting teams don't really care to play in Oklahoma City because the crowd is too loud (as a matter of fact, its known as Loud City) and that same crowd tends to pick on the other team's superstar(s).

I went to one Hornets game a few years ago when they played the Lakers, and Kobe Bryant threw a tantrum that would have made any 2-year-old proud because the crowd was not very nice to him, even mentioning an incident that occurred in Colorado...  King LeBron James almost duplicated Kobe's efforts last night a couple of times, without any mention of behavior off the court.  Perhaps he is just upset over his bowlegs.  Believe me, he's got 'em.

You know that old saying about "I went to a fight, and a hockey game broke out?"  Well, if you go to a Thunder game, there's so much sensory overload with all the shenanigans going on that it's kind of difficult to pay attention to the game itself. I suppose all the NBA games are pretty much like that, no?




Shaq has been doing this thing for 17 years.  17 YEARS!  I am impressed that he can still give those youngsters a run for their money.  I mean, he could even run down the court at full speed without collapsing into a Shaq-sized puddle at mid-court.

For all you boys out there, go look here.  You'll probably find these pictures much more interesting.  And sporty.

It is DONE

Why is it that it seems that at least 1/2 of all people I know have a birthday in the days from December 15 to December 31? 

Anyway, I spent Friday evening and Saturday morning doing some shopping, and I am finished with that. 

I think. 

So, let me redirect your attention to this.




Those, my friends out there in the city, are cow earrings.  Well, maybe not earrings but they do go in cow ears.  My nephew Pensa let me help write the numbers on them.  I think that might be an honor. 

Of course, I made the numbers TOO SMALL on the first one (see 902) and was reprimanded. 

I really don't think cow #902 will mind all that much. 

Shortly thereafter all the people arrived who would provide the supervision for placing these earrings in the cow ears.  Here you can see them working ever-so-hard at the job.



Except for Austin, who is supervising me, who of course has the camera, and wants to make sure that this "gets on tape".



Supervising the camera is apparently not nearly as interesting as supervising the ear tag process, and once he was certain I wasn't layin' down on the job, he had nothing more for me.

Don't be fooled here, the 8-year-old on the fence is actually in charge of every adult you see in this picture.

Just ask them.

Just ask HIM.

Flashback to 1989

Just down the street and around the corner from my house....


live the Griswolds.

Every outbuilding, shed, the above-the-ground swimmin' pool, the swing set, it's all decorated.  Santa and the reindeer, up on the roof, was there on Halloween.  That's how early they start getting this ready.




First picture, standing outside in 10 degree weather.  Second picture, through the windshield.  I wanted a picture, not frostbite.

The Griswolds make me think my house might be a little underdressed with my wreath on the door and my fake poinsettias in a pot. 

My favorite lines from Christmas Vacation (language alert language alert):

Clark:  Hallelujah!  Holy Shit!  Where's the Tylenol?

Clark:  Can I refill your eggnog for you?  Get you something to eat?  Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?

Ellen:  I don't know what to say, except it's Christmas and we're all in misery.

Clark:  Our holidays were always such a mess.
Clark Sr.:  Oh yeah.
Clark:  How'd you get through it?
Clark Sr.:  I had a lot of help from Jack Daniels.

Clark:  Worse?  How could things get any worse?  Take a look around here, Ellen.  We're at the threshold of hell.

Aunt Bethany:  Is this the airport, Clark?

We're ALL Going to Disneyland

Whether we want to or not.  The MAPs passed, narrowly, but we're going to pay $40 million for new hiking trails pretty soon.

Here's what we're getting.

And, here's a link to the local media's take on it.

Hey, see that picture on the media page of OKC Mayor Cornett?  That guy behind him owns the OKC Thunder.  Fat Cats.

They're smiling, but the OKC Police and Firefighters aren't.  The plan doesn't allow for any new safety measures, including additional cops or firemen.  They were the main opponents of MAPs for that reason.  I think that's important, but like I said, I'm just tired of giving money to the government, for anything. 

Pretty soon I will run out of pennies. 

But I will, ya know, have a skydancing bridge.

Taxpayer Funded Disneyland

There's an interesting vote going on today for Oklahoma County residents - a sales tax hike (1 penny per dollar for 7 years) to fund a downtown OKC renovation.  A renovation which includes a new convention center, a "light rail" system, upgrades to the river so we can have white water and rowing, and a "trail" that will connect the lakes located around Oklahoma City, among other things.

I don't live in Oklahoma County, but if I did, I think I'd have to vote NO on this thing.  I do, however, spend money in Oklahoma County because its where I work, and so if it passes I'd end up providing some funding to this project that I don't think we need at this time.  I mean, in a time of recession and poor economy, do we really need a new convention center?  We've got the Ford Center and the Cox Convention Center and I haven't really ever heard that they are just earning a boondoggle of money.  And if they are, can't we use that money for all the frivolous (my opinion) upgrades like river upgrades and hiking trails?

There's also no information out there on where the "upkeep" money will come from once all these new playgrounds are built.  Probably from another tax hike?

I think this vote today is historic.  Historic in that what's on the line is a heck of a lot of unnecessary taxpayer-funded projects, and whether or not the voters really have had it with bigger government and tax increases.  One can't complain about the federal government getting bigger and bigger and costing more and more of our money in taxes and then vote for this, called "Maps 3", which does the same darned thing on a local level.

Once again, just my opinion - and I guess we'll know the answer tonight when the polls close. 

Funny thing is, the weather is a bit bad, slick roads in some areas and it's just pretty chilly out there, so I guess whichever side loses can always put the blame on Mother Nature.

The USS Oklahoma

I could never be as eloquent in remembrances of today’s marked history as many writers, so I will just offer this:

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I can say that it makes me very sad that I did not and likely will not have the opportunity to experience this country when every American was, simply, proud to be American.