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August 15, 2008

Must Be Nice …

Filed under: Oklahoma,politics,random,Recent — ldsrr91 @ 4:02 pm
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Bush heads to Crawford for two weeks after slamming Congress for going on vacation.

Yesterday, President Bush criticized Congress for taking a five-week vacation without voting on offshore oil drilling, despite the fact that he spent this week at the Olympics (while Russia and Georgia went to war).

“Last month I acted and I lifted an executive branch restriction on offshore oil exploration. And then I called on Congress to join me and…end the legislative ban. Unfortunately, the Democratic leadership in Congress decided to go on a five-week vacation, a recess, rather than act on behalf of the American consumer.”

Since when has this guy been a champion of the consumer?  Same old story, always going around kicking the wrong dog.

Bush’s dig at Congress for being on vacation is ironic, as he rivals Ronald Reagan for the title of Presidential vacation-time record holder. Some highlights of Bush’s time away from the office:

Attended 95 sports-related events.

Made 74 trips to his Crawford ranch, for a total of 466 days.

Made 142 trips to Camp David, for a total of 450 days.

Attended 327 fundraising events for Republican candidates and causes.

Over the course of his presidency, national catastrophes have taken shape while Bush has been on vacation. When he was in Crawford before 9/11, Bush ignored an infamous memo about an impending bin Laden attack. Similarly, Bush brushed off warnings of Hurricane Katrina in 2005 while at the ranch.

Today, Dana Perino announced that after a “day or two” delay because of the war, Bush will spend two weeks at his ranch in Crawford, TX: President Bush is scheduled to leave tomorrow for Crawford, but he is going to delay his departure for a day or two. You have to remember, this is the guy who “gave up Golf to support the troops in Iraq” so with him, anything is possible.

In all fairness to Bush, Russia and Georgia went to war while he was in China, and he was already there, no sense in wasting time and fuel, flying home for the event. I mean he sat on his laurels during 9-11 and he sure wasn’t around much during Katrina, why would anyone expect him to just pick up and fly home for this skirmish in Eastern Europe?

Not when there is Volleyball to be watched, get serious people.

As I said, Ironic isn’t it? We are on the verge of World War III according to some pundits (Bill O’Rielly on Fox this week), and Mr. Bush thinks this would be a good time to go on vacation. But not before he chastises Congress for … not opening up more land for Big Oil (his buddies) to get leases (before the administration in Washington changes).

So here we are, fighting two wars in two countries, that most American’s cannot locate on a map. We have completely forgotten about Ossama Been Forgotten and his rowdy bunch of thugs. We are in the middle of building this monument to stupidity in Texas, called the National Border Fence to keep illegals out of our broken down economy.

A fence that has been, by last count, cut through and breached nine times. The Great Wall Of China is similar, it took $3 billion to build, over 50,000 lives lost in its construction. The first army to march up to the wall, bribed a gate keeper and he opened up the gate and they all marched thru.

Fences don’t work … never have … never will.

The housing market is now in the dumps and doing a slow death roll, unemployment is soon to set new records, if it hasn’t already. But what the hey?

Being a war time President is hard work and there is brush to be cleared in Crawford, a place that probably six billion people have never heard of. Now is a good time for sure, what could possibly go wrong over the next two or three weeks.

It isn’t like it is Hurricane Season or anything like that.

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Eat well … Stay fit … Die anyway

Filed under: Oklahoma,random,Recent,Uncategorized — ldsrr91 @ 3:24 am
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THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: “No man was ever shot doing the dishes.”

A cool front came thru last night and cooled the place down a little, that is nice. There is the hint of autumn in the air, but I know in my heart, that this is just wishful thinking on my part. There is still a lot of summer left, still some more heat to bear. I need to get out of the house and walk a little, get some exercise, but I absolutely HATE exercise.

Necessity is the mother of invention, so I am told. I have to work on my image in the community. I also know that in order to maintain my reputation as a vessel of masculine life force, it is necessary for me to work out. Be forewarned, I am not like all these happy-sappy-jerks you see on TV that are smiling and grinning like some kind of African Ebola Monkey, grinning from ear to ear.

For the record. I am not an enthusiastic supporter of this type of behavior.

Exercise is not fun … And … I am not a smiler.

I know that aging is a natural thing, exercising is not. Exercising is a lot like cleaning toilets, you know it needs to be done, but you always wish someone else would do it for you. Let’s face it, this wide-eyed boy from Oklahoma with a farmers tan, believes a balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.

So I suit up in my “walking attire” and I head out the door.

I have on my New Balance Tenny’s, white socks, shorts, ballcap, T-shirt. My trusty Sony Walkman and headphones, my pedometer (to measure the distance that I walk this morning, as if I actually care, but my doctor asks for the data), and my walking stick, to ward off the occasional stray dog.

I am walking around the neighborhood and I am doing my level best to get some kind of exercise other than bitchin’ about the Government or the Republican Party. I know that it is important that I get my heart rate up, I know that in order for me to burn calories at my age, I have to work “twice as hard” as I used to. So I begrudgingly walk on ….. At least it is cool today, that is a plus.

At the end of the block I see him appear.

He has on his walking attire, tennis shoes, white socks, ballcap and a pair of headphones on his head. He is heading straight for me, and I think to myself, “how is it that I should greet this fellow exerciser? He gets closer and closer and I cannot seem to figure out what it is that I would consider a reasonable greeting.

This is one of those awkward moments in life you are often not allowed to avoid.

As he approaches me, he smiles a big smile. Another member of the herd has been recognized, things are going well. I reach down and pat my noticeable belly under my T-Shirt and shout out …… “Cheeze Burgers!” He returns the male salute, pats his enormous belly and yells back ……. “Pizza!”

We continue on our respective journeys. Two ships meet and pass in the night.

The only exercise program that seems to work for me is getting up in the morning and “jogging” my memory to remind me how much I absolutely hate exercising. The first time I see a jogger who is not perspiring and smiling, I may consider it.

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