gawd, really?

From The Agitator:

A Carefully-Planned, Not-At-All-Slapped-Together Number Pulled Out of Thin Air

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

I don’t know about you, but when this administration says, “just trust us,” I think we’d all be justified to run screaming in the other direction.

[White House Deputy Press Secretary Tony] Fratto insisted that the plan was not slapped together and had been drawn up as a contingency over previous months and weeks by administration officials. He acknowledged lawmakers were getting only days to peruse it, but he said this should be enough.

That was Tuesday morning. Tuesday afternoon an article went up at Forbes.com with this passage:

In fact, some of the most basic details, including the $700 billion figure Treasury would use to buy up bad debt, are fuzzy.

“It’s not based on any particular data point,” a Treasury spokeswoman told Forbes.com Tuesday. “We just wanted to choose a really large number.”

Link

Honest, you just can't possibly make this shit up. You just can't.

He's done it again

Driftglass over at blogspot has a good one up today.

It's funny in a cynical way. Not funny in that it is awfully close to the truth.

Especially the part about BOHICA.

Um, NOT a good idea...

Photoshopped, yeah, but still...

Dear Fashion Mavens,

I am sorry. I know you are doing your utmost to assure my wardrobe is stylish and upbeat. You have a hard job, to be sure. There are so many of us out here, dressing badly, that you must despair on a regular basis.

I must say, though, that regardless of new trends or old trends coming back, I will not wear metallics. You think I look bad now? Just put me in gold lame. I'd look like the antenna on the space station only not so sleek.

Then there are animal prints, faux though they may be. I don't care if it is a knee-length leopard-motif silk-charmeuse dress, lynx-like satin, pony hair (pony hair?), zebra print scarf... I just don't care. I simply will not wear that stuff. I was in high school in the early 70s when animal prints were all the rage and had a furry suit-thing that looked more like a holstein dairy cow than a leopard. I'm embarrassed about it to this day.

I certainly am not going to purchase, let alone wear, a baby-doll dress. Maybe if I were 18, sure. Not now. I'd look like Miss Piggy in pajamas. There won't be any spike helled additions to my shoe closet in the future, either, not boots, ankle boots or anything else. I can fall off my Keen sandals and don't want to think of what would happen wobbling around on spikes.

Then there are the patent leather bits and pieces. There, again, been there, done that, won't do it any more. I just object to the look of patent leather. Doesn't matter what color it is, I just don't like it. I have leather purses, for instance, but they're just nice leather, even if one of them is red.

The idea of your advising the populace to combine all those things just gives me the willies. Going out and about is bad enough but being in herds of fashionistas wearing combinations of lame, animal prints, patent leather and so forth just makes me feel faint.

So, thank you. I truly do appreciate your efforts on my behalf but I think I will stick with my jeans, t-shirts and tennies. I might not fit in on Madison Avenue but when have I ever?

What?

Will someone puhleeeeeze translate this for me:

"Of course, it's a fungible* commodity and they don't flag, you know, the molecules, where it's going and where it's not. But in the sense of the Congress today, they know that there are very, very hungry domestic markets that need that oil first. So, I believe that what Congress is going to do also, is not to allow the export bans to such a degree that it's Americans who get stuck holding the bag without the energy source that is produced here, pumped here. It's got to flow into our domestic markets first."

From the poster I stole, er, borrowed this from:

"PALIN WITHOUT A PROMPTER....PART 7....Have I used up my quota of two Sarah Palin references today? No? Then check out this phenomenal answer she offered up at a townhall meeting today about — well, I'm not sure what it's about. But it's energy related in some way:
...

It's priceless watching Wolf Blitzer tactfully admit that it's "not exactly easy to understand what she was saying" before he tries to tease out the "nuggets**" in her answer. You almost feel sorry for him."

* OK, now I can't figure out how "fungible" is the right word for this... well, whatever it is. "(esp. of goods) being of such nature or kind as to be freely exchangeable or replaceable, in whole or in part, for another of like nature or kind." I get that, just not how the word is applicable in this particular context. But maybe I'm dense that way.
** Good use of a word to replace "cat shit."

This is annoying

OK, someone doesn't like a recipe.

Someone who has none posted.

Someone who doesn't say why they don't like the recipe.

Someone who has been on the site since 2005.

This is very annoying, rude and a bit suspicious.


I'd say the posted name is apt, "Injustice." I'm not sure exactly who this person is but he/she/it has 7 pages of recipe reviews, 62 are 1 star, 40 no stars, 36 with 2 to 5 stars.

I find it interesting, as well, that this person absolutely lambastes other people with spurious historical and culinary information. The reviewer, or someone, went back through a lot of the previously posted reviews and deleted the comments in the reviews. This is a curious thing to do, very curious. Some of the most irrational and egregious comments are the ones being deleted.

The recipe that she/he/it reviewed that is mine said this:

"Sorry Queen...I have to tell you that an heirloom recipe would not tell you to run under the broiler...unless they have been revamped for more modern times. I didn't know about a broiler for ages!"

Oddly enough, there was (and is) nothing in the recipe that states it is an "heirloom" recipe. Not One Word.

After that, a number of members noticed the review and started making the dish. A couple even went so far as to vouch for its authenticity, among them native Britons.*

I can only make the assumption that this person is a pompous ass and let it go at that. If read in a light vein, most of the comments are pretty entertaining if you find dumbassery funny.




* "Injustice" seems to have a thing for rarebit, too. There is another review that states this:

"Genuine Welsh Rarebit is a hot, spicy cheesy sauce that is served on toast. This is as far away from the real thing as I can imagine."

The bizarre thing about that is the recipe poster states that she has adapted the recipe to their own personal tastes.

Remember the lies and damned lies?

Well, I did it.

Wrote NO WAY in hot pink marker on the fund raising letter, put it in their postage paid envelope* and sent it back to them.

Don't suppose anyone at the fund raising headquarters will be amused.




* Nice of them to put that in there. I wouldn't have paid 42 cents to send their trash back, otherwise.