Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Airs above the ground

Some gratuitous centaur art. If centaurs got into cheerleading, they might apply "airs above the ground" in ways the Spanish Riding School would probably not approve of.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Been so long...

Since I last posted. Sorry about that, but just writing and posting words on a regular basis doesn't really occur naturally to me. Keeping up three installments a week plus the odd installment of GAAK once in a while tends to keep a person too busy for other sorts of mischief, even kicking PETA freaks around (makes me hungry for greasy KFC chicken and blue-rare steak already!). Today I bought little prezzies for the nieces and thought about what I can get for the oh-so-hard-to-buy-for Dad. We got the Christmas tree in today. The Nativity scene Mom got from relatives last year is out in its full glory. Snow is finally on the ground. I'm already looking forward to next summer and a glorious time of sitting out in the sun, fending off the local bums and rolling my eyes at 14YO runaway girls going around with 23YO guys with both just stumbling through the aftereffects of whatever they shot up or drunk down that day. Ugh. But before that, there's SLUSH SEASON! Dirty-brown ice on the streets! Wet boots and wetter pant legs! YAY! Let's hear it for winter in New Brunswick!

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Still the master

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Call me medieval...

But crap like THIS makes me regret the obsolesence of public impalement on pikes. If it were up to me, these loving parents would be crow bait.

Monday, March 14, 2005

@#$! PETA and the horses they didn't ride in on!

You think PETA is a merely a bunch of loons who parade naked down the street to protest the wearing of fur? It gets worse than that...

Another reason to dislike these oxygen thieves.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Whiskey for My Men, Beer for My Horses

Ted Nugent and Toby Kieth... what a pair!
Gotta hand it two a couple of guys who manage to be even wilder and more outrageous than they were thirty years ago. "Cat Scratch Fever" rocks, but so does "Fred Bear". And, I can't resist humming "Beer for My Horses" at times. Let's face it, I love performers with a fun-loving, take-no-crap attitude whose ambition is to go out in a blaze of glory... more than I could ever expect. Sam Kinison, God rest his soul, was also a wild man after my heart, and damn funny. There is something of the divine in the willingness to kick ass and take names.

New GAAK page is up, btw.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Politically Agnostic, and Proud of it!

"Political tags -- such as royalist, communist, democrat, populist, fascist, liberal, conservative, and so forth -- are never basic criteria. The human race divides politically into those who want people to be controlled and those who have no such desire. The former are idealists acting from highest motives for the greatest good of the greatest number. The latter are surly curmudgeons, suspicious and lacking in altruism. But they are more comfortable neighbors than the other sort."
-- Lazarus Long