I can't find a decent image of the Photoshopped "Obama ♥ Reagan" TIME cover, but you can find a small version of it here (or here).
Ugh.
Yeah, Obama just looooves him some Reagan.
It's so obvious in everything he says and does!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
"Mutant Mosquitoes"?
This is not the sort of Twitter news headline I want to see first thing in the morning:
(On a related note, have you heard that they're supposed to be close to cloning the woolly mammoth back into existence? Yeah... Somebody somehow managed to miss the blatantly obvious moral of Jurassic Park.)
Mutant mosquitoes: Malaysia release of genetically modified insects sparks fears of uncontrollable new species... http://drudge.tw/gXrqxlI'll confess: I haven't bothered to read the article... but isn't releasing genetically modified mosquitoes into the wild just a really dangerous idea? Have we learned nothing from all those poorly made horror movies on the subject of genetic modification? ;o)
(On a related note, have you heard that they're supposed to be close to cloning the woolly mammoth back into existence? Yeah... Somebody somehow managed to miss the blatantly obvious moral of Jurassic Park.)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Oh, Good Grief.
"Woman's candy egg seized at border"
The gist (in case you don't want to click the link and read the whole thing) is this:
Linda Bird, a Canadian woman, was caught trying to enter the U.S. with contraband. Some sort of weapon? Illegal drugs? No, much worse. It was-- *gasp* --a Kinder Surprise egg. (I've never seen one in person, but I understand they are chocolate eggs with a small toy-- the "surprise"-- very, very visibly "hidden" inside.)
Thank goodness they caught that wicked woman before she brought her scary candy into the country and choked some innocent American child with it!!!!!!!
Come on.
We can't ban everything that a child could possibly choke on. Parents should have enough common sense to know how to take care of their children, including keeping them away from choking hazards. How many people do you think manage to get their hands on a Kinder Surprise egg without knowing that there's a tiny toy inside?
What about Cracker Jack? Do those still have tiny toys hidden in the box? (Of course, these days it's probably nothing but a sticker, if even that...) What about the Golden Age of Cereal, when kids' (sugary) cereals often came with a small toy at the bottom of the bag? (Probably another thing of the past. When I was a baby/kid, they didn't know about all these things, apparently. I wore my pacifier like a necklace, on a piece of yarn, for instance. It's a wonder I didn't end up strangled. Yet here I sit, typing silly little blog entries.)
Maybe Kinder Surprise eggs are banned because, since they're made and packaged overseas, our government can't regulate that they come with a choke hazard warning printed on them...
Does anyone sleep easier at night knowing that Kinder Surprise eggs are illegal in the U.S.? ;o)
The gist (in case you don't want to click the link and read the whole thing) is this:
Linda Bird, a Canadian woman, was caught trying to enter the U.S. with contraband. Some sort of weapon? Illegal drugs? No, much worse. It was-- *gasp* --a Kinder Surprise egg. (I've never seen one in person, but I understand they are chocolate eggs with a small toy-- the "surprise"-- very, very visibly "hidden" inside.)
Bird learned U.S. authorities have banned the candy because they come with a plastic toy inside that could, if eaten, choke a small child.
"It's just a chocolate egg," Bird said. "And they were making a big deal. They said 'if you were caught with this across the border you would get charged a $300 fine,'" she said.
...
The U.S. takes catching illegal Kinder candy seriously, judging by the number of them they've confiscated in the last year. Officials said they've seized more than 25,000 of the treats in 2,000 separate seizures.
Thank goodness they caught that wicked woman before she brought her scary candy into the country and choked some innocent American child with it!!!!!!!
Come on.
We can't ban everything that a child could possibly choke on. Parents should have enough common sense to know how to take care of their children, including keeping them away from choking hazards. How many people do you think manage to get their hands on a Kinder Surprise egg without knowing that there's a tiny toy inside?
What about Cracker Jack? Do those still have tiny toys hidden in the box? (Of course, these days it's probably nothing but a sticker, if even that...) What about the Golden Age of Cereal, when kids' (sugary) cereals often came with a small toy at the bottom of the bag? (Probably another thing of the past. When I was a baby/kid, they didn't know about all these things, apparently. I wore my pacifier like a necklace, on a piece of yarn, for instance. It's a wonder I didn't end up strangled. Yet here I sit, typing silly little blog entries.)
Maybe Kinder Surprise eggs are banned because, since they're made and packaged overseas, our government can't regulate that they come with a choke hazard warning printed on them...
Does anyone sleep easier at night knowing that Kinder Surprise eggs are illegal in the U.S.? ;o)
No Snow for YOU!
(And for the "Everyone Likely to Care About It Already Knows" category...) The Southeastern U.S. saw a little snow in the past few days. Unfortunately, because the region so rarely does see snow, it only takes a little to make a huge mess on the roads and shut down airports. On the other hand-- snow!
If you grew up in a place that sees snow frequently-- or at least not infrequently-- you probably can't appreciate how absolutely bonkers a born and bred Southerner can go over a few snowflakes. It feels magical-- has the ability to turn most adults back into a child for an hour or two. Visions of snowball fights and (very small) snowmen dance through our heads.
Of course, since we live so very far south, it feels like we never see snow. And we didn't this time, either.
I wasn't disappointed this time, at least, because I'd never had hope that we would-- unlike last time, when it felt like all the weathermen and -women were fairly promising snow... and then it just DISAPPEARED OFF THE RADAR, right before it got down to us. (No, I'm serious. Some of us were furious and/or heartbroken. They had snow in our county, even. Why couldn't it have managed to snow a little on us, too? *teardrop*)
Well, anyway... After the emotional scarring of that incident-- returning again and again to gaze out the window, hoping, hoping, thinking for one startled second "was that a flake?!" and then realizing that no, no it wasn't-- I determined to never believe the weather forecast as regards snow. For whatever reason, we hardly ever get precipitation when the temperature is below freezing, down here. So no snow for us!
(Now I sit and imagine all the people who have months of heavy snow-shoveling and miserable slogging through cold, slushy snow still ahead of them before they see spring... reading this... and trying to curb the impulse to whip out some bitter remark for the comments section...)
If you grew up in a place that sees snow frequently-- or at least not infrequently-- you probably can't appreciate how absolutely bonkers a born and bred Southerner can go over a few snowflakes. It feels magical-- has the ability to turn most adults back into a child for an hour or two. Visions of snowball fights and (very small) snowmen dance through our heads.
Of course, since we live so very far south, it feels like we never see snow. And we didn't this time, either.
I wasn't disappointed this time, at least, because I'd never had hope that we would-- unlike last time, when it felt like all the weathermen and -women were fairly promising snow... and then it just DISAPPEARED OFF THE RADAR, right before it got down to us. (No, I'm serious. Some of us were furious and/or heartbroken. They had snow in our county, even. Why couldn't it have managed to snow a little on us, too? *teardrop*)
Well, anyway... After the emotional scarring of that incident-- returning again and again to gaze out the window, hoping, hoping, thinking for one startled second "was that a flake?!" and then realizing that no, no it wasn't-- I determined to never believe the weather forecast as regards snow. For whatever reason, we hardly ever get precipitation when the temperature is below freezing, down here. So no snow for us!
(Now I sit and imagine all the people who have months of heavy snow-shoveling and miserable slogging through cold, slushy snow still ahead of them before they see spring... reading this... and trying to curb the impulse to whip out some bitter remark for the comments section...)
Friday, January 7, 2011
Something-- Anything!
Ugh, no more "dead birds" entry at the top of my page!
I don't have much to say, really, though... at the moment...
So, here, I'll just put up a video I saw... somewhere. (Never mind where. It's not important.)
It's an ad for some Italian cheese aimed at women who... well, see for yourself:
Well, what did you think?
Don't you wish your husband / boyfriend / significant other had such a well-practiced "listening face"-- finely tuned to convey how he hangs on every word as though it might contain the secrets to the greatest mysteries of Time and Life (not the magazines, though-- sorry if I confused you by capitalizing them...)?
Only... the fact that he has to practice it makes it seem like it will be fake when he finally finds a woman and "has" to listen to her talk about her friends' problems. Hmm...
I don't have much to say, really, though... at the moment...
So, here, I'll just put up a video I saw... somewhere. (Never mind where. It's not important.)
It's an ad for some Italian cheese aimed at women who... well, see for yourself:
Well, what did you think?
Don't you wish your husband / boyfriend / significant other had such a well-practiced "listening face"-- finely tuned to convey how he hangs on every word as though it might contain the secrets to the greatest mysteries of Time and Life (not the magazines, though-- sorry if I confused you by capitalizing them...)?
Only... the fact that he has to practice it makes it seem like it will be fake when he finally finds a woman and "has" to listen to her talk about her friends' problems. Hmm...
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