The Other Shoe Drops


Titles are catchy, often frustrating in their conception, today being no different from any other day, the title escapes me.  I thought about “Another Offered Up Metaphor” or “Defining Moment In History.”  Maximum Effort, End of the Line …

Finally settled on this.

The other shoe drops today, the Fat Lady Sings, call it what you want, the long, long, election process is over with the culmination of the voters choices tonight on each and every channel … Check your local listings.

May the best “whatever” win the prize.

But wait!  It gets better, what else do we have for our viewers Art?  A free donut!  If you vote and then trot yourself over to Krispy Kreme Donuts, they will give you a donut for just voting.  Now what red-blooded, 47th worst in the nation for health issues Okie, could turn that down?  Not many.

Vote in your candidate and raise your cholesterol … A win/win.

So the prize, the carrot is to be had today.  Must be valuable, the last count I heard was $250 million dollars in ad money alone, just to win a trip to the Oval Office.  Must have a heck of a dental plan or something, to spend that kind of money.  I suppose some bloggers will immediately begin PWS (Post Withdrawal Symptoms) and start retiring from the front lines.  I have noted just in the past twenty-four hours two of them suggesting that they were going to “pack it in” and stop writing, evidently thinking that their days of importance and influence have come to an end.

To the utter dismay of a few … We are going to keep on keepin’ on.

We have never been that heavily invested in the political arena around here, and we can always find something to talk about, so we are going to keep on shooting for that “elusive hit count” that is our goal.  We know that this is indeed a defining moment in history, but as politics’ is not our main staple, we will be here tomorrow.  Some are outright joyful about that, and others I suppose are just sittin’ on it right now and all sour looking and disjointed because of it.

So be it.

Got my flu shot yesterday and the girl said, “See, didn’t hurt at all, you didn’t even flinch.”  I just smiled and said, “Yeah, after 22 months of election coverage and media bombardment, I can take just about any kind of pain there is!”  Which is the way I see it.

My name is Don Smith, and I have used my mute button.

To be totally honest about it, I have virtually worn the thing out at this late stage of the game.


Say It Isn’t So Joe

A record 90 percent of voters say country is seriously off track. According to a new ABC poll, 90 percent of registered voters say the country is going in the wrong direction. Only 23 percent approve of President Bush. After the recent presidential debate someone on McSame’s bus was heard to say … “It’s 10pm, does anyone know what time it is?”

Given the global economic crisis, a record number of registered voters say the country is seriously off on the wrong track, the most since this question first was asked in 1973. At 23 percent, Bush’s job approval rating has fallen below Nixon’s lowest; it’s a point away from the lowest in 70 years of polling, set by Harry Truman in early 1952.

Bush’s disapproval, meanwhile, is at an all-time record — 73 percent. … Reflecting these economic worries, just 44 percent of Americans are confident they’ll have enough money to carry them through retirement. The other 56% are seriously worried about just making it to payday on next Tuesday.

This sure is getting tired and old at this point in the game, I mean, just elect “somebody” and get it over with.

John McSame and Obammer both promised and vowed a different kind of campaign. Yet this one has devolved into the tried and true: Destroy the enemy truth and fairness be damned.

Is this the way to lift up America during these most trying times.

Joe the Plumber = twenty references. Middle Class = True to form, zero.

McSame looked like McCranky this last go around, and unfortunately, not much was new.

One more disturbing item and then I will move on.  Doubt has been cast over the story of “Joe the plumber”, the man who unexpectedly became the star of this week’s US presidential debate. Joe Wurzelbacher, of Ohio, was thrown into the spotlight after he was used by John McCain as an example of who might suffer under Barack Obama’s tax plans.

But it now emerges he is not a licensed plumber and owes $1,200 in back taxes.

The complete article is here, including a short video interview with “our man Joe” at the end of article.  Groan. I am going to write a totally new version of history just like these bozo’s routinely offer us. I will call it Highlights in History, watch for it, coming to a webpage near you soon.

The folks from Somalia are back in the news. Requests by Muslims to pray at work in Grand Island, Nebraska and Colorado, have led to clashes with employers who say they cannot accommodate the strictly scheduled prayers.

Requests by Muslims to pray at work, have led to clashes with employers who say they cannot apease the meat cutting religious zealots.

The conflicts raise questions about religious rights on the job. Muslims say they are being discriminated against and are taking their complaints to the courts and the federal government.

Employers say the time out for prayer can burden other workers and disrupt operations.  The conflicts raise questions about religious rights on the job. Muslims are the most vocal complainers of all the religions in the united states.  This is the best part of the article, “As he voiced his complaints through a translator.”

Here is a novel idea, “if you don’t like it here, why not pack up your sorry butt and go back to the Middle East and you can pray there all you want. That is, when you are not ducking and looking for cover.”

East Brunswick, N.J., football coach Marcus Borden has filed a petition with the U.S. Supreme Court for a review of a federal appeals court ruling that prohibits him from participating in team prayer. Borden’s case began, when in 2005, he was told by school administrators not to lead his players in a team prayer.

Borden is asking the court to review an April ruling from the U.S. 3rd Circuit Court of Appeals. The appeals panel had reversed a 2006 ruling that said Borden and other public school coaches could silently bow their heads and “take a knee” with players as their teams prayed.

Down here, in the states of Texas, Oklahoma, Louisiana, we pray before Friday Night Football and we don’t think anything about it, but then again, we live in America, not where the rest of these folks apparently live.

Des Moines, Iowa. Operating room nurse Pauline Taylor knows her refusal to get a flu shot is based on faulty logic. But ever since she got sick after getting a shot a few years ago, she’s sworn off the vaccine. “I rarely get sick. The only thing I could narrow it down to is that I had gotten this shot,” said Taylor, who works at University Hospitals and Clinics in Iowa City.

“I know that it’s not a live virus. It just seemed pretty coincidental. Such stories frustrate me, the poor sap, who has to be handled by these so-called “health workers” who do not bother to get a shot. A surprising statistic — nearly 60% of health care workers fail to get a flu shot.

Now don’t get me wrong, nurses have worked hard to advance their profession and dispite some sexist myths do a great job. Portraying nurses as empty-headed bimbos demeans their important work and the education and skills it demands.

As I am old and somewhat bent out of shape ninety-two-point five percent of the time, I desire clean and healthy hands on my body at all times …. Aw what the hey, who am I kidding ….. I’ll take clean hands on my body at any time.

Be Nice – Play Fair – Share.

Civility lessons for the commuter. The Boston-area transit system has placed posters on 600 subway cars and 400 buses, reminding riders to pick up trash, tone it down on the phone, offer seats to those who need them, and let people off trains before getting on themselves. Officials said complaints about poor manners have increased along with rider-ship on MBTA buses and trolleys lately. It is a pretty sad state of affairs when children do not have any social mores, and the parents of the same kids, do not know how to ride politely with other commuters. Is it no small wonder when other nation’s observe us and feel that we are crude, rude and obnoxious.

Great Falls – Montana. The first turbines at a wind farm in north-central Montana are online, supplying power to customers in California. The $500 million Glacier Wind Farm is being developed by Spain-based NaturEner.

The first phase of 71 towers will be producing 106.5 megawatts of power within two weeks, a company spokesman said. Most of the wind farms in our state are owned by outside interests (foreign investment) and it appears that around the country, the trend seems to be the same, people other than the U.S. building public works/private interest for us.

Might be why they are living in robust economies, have rewarding careers and good jobs, and we are headed for the dumpster.

CLEARFIELD, Pa. A chef at a western Pennsylvania Italian restaurant ate a 15-pound burger with 5.2 pounds of toppings in 4 hours and 39 minutes. Brad Sciullo, of Uniontown, is the first person to successfully eat the huge burger at Denny’s Beer Barrel Pub, said pub owner Dennis Liegey.

The burger — called the Beer Barrel Belly Bruiser — includes a bun, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, onions, mild banana peppers and a cup each of mayonnaise, ketchup, mustard and relish. When asked what possessed him to eat a burger that big, the 5-foot-11, 180-pound Sciullo said: “I wanted to see if I could.”

“I’ve always had a heck of a capacity and I can down about two gallons of water and I can do a gallon of milk in 20-some seconds,” said Sciullo, a chef at Pasta Lorenzo’s in Uniontown. He was later spotted on the house telephone calling Joe The Plumber.

NASA has commissioned a specialist to recreate the smell of outer space – which has been described as being similar to fried steak and hot metal. The research is being conducted so astronauts can get an idea of the kinds of conditions they will experience. Once again, the prudent spending of your tax dollar for the benefit of a greater society.

Steven Pearce, a chemist and managing director of fragrance manufacturing company Omega Ingredients, has been working since August to recreate the smell – he hopes to be finished by the end of the year.

“We have a few clues as to what space smells like. First of all, there were interviews with astronauts that we were given, when they had been outside and then returned to the space station and were de-suiting and taking off their helmets, they all reported quite particular odors.”.

“For them, what comes across is a smell of fried steak, hot metal and even welding a motorcycle. NASA said he has successfully produced the smell of fried steak, but recreating the smell of hot metal has proven to be quite difficult. Perhaps a sniff of the end of the barrel of Cheney’s shotgun would do it?

Hey, feed me two Taco’s and one super-sized all bean Burrito and I will give you all the smell and space you need!

Yeah, I know gross. Don’t write me any letters, the box is full.

Have A Great Weekend.


The cartoon was published by the Center for American Progress” (online)

Stress Management

Starting to load up again, I can feel it. I need to figure out a new way to deal with my stress. I have for instance, been going around to garage sales.

Garage sales are good for dealing with stress issues.

Here is what you do, you search out these little snow globes, they are these small intricate glass objects with cute itsy-bitsy Bambi type animals inside, you shake them and the snow starts swirling around inside.

Then you get a hammer.

I have to do something, I am so sick of the “Bail out – Federal Give Away” whatever they are calling it this week. Whether or not Sarah Palin’s lipstick is tattooed, knocked-up daughters, petty little nonsense issues.

We need to get back to what I call the good old days, when you were wondering if Britney has her underwear on, ongoing terrorist threats that never seem to materialize, sober intelligent discussion on whether or not Jesse Jackson can actually legally marry people, the last place Elvis was spotted that was not a K-Mart.  Whether or not Helen DeGeneres and Portia de Rossi are going to really adopt a baby.

2nd day of October … Time to get the shot.

Flu season is rapidly approaching, time to trot down and let them shoot a dead virus into your system to keep you healthy. I never quite understood how that works exactly, but I go get the shot every year religiously. Why? Because I have been sick and I have been healed. And brother, healed is much, much better.

So I asked my doctor, what is the best way to avoid the flu?

He said: How do you avoid the flu? Eat right! Make sure you get your daily dose of fruits and veggies. Then you take your vitamins and bump up your vitamin C. Get plenty of exercise because exercise helps build your immune system. You need to walk for at least one hour a day, go for a swim, take the stairs instead of the elevator. Wash your hands often, if you cannot wash them, keep a bottle of antibacterial stuff around. Get lot’s of fresh air. Also, do your level best to relieve your stress as much as you can. Get plenty of rest

Now stop and think about the doctor’s approach, think about it. When you go in for a shot, what do they do first …. Swab your arm with alcohol, why? Because alcohol kills germs, that’s why. So this is what I do, follow the advice. I walk to the liquor store (exercise). I put lime in my Corona (fruit). Celery in my Bloody Mary (veggies). Drink outdoors on the patio in the backyard (fresh air). Tell jokes, laugh (eliminate stress). Then I pass out (Rest).

The way I see it … If you keep your alcohol levels up …

You don’t have to worry about the flu.*

Gotta go, time to go over to E-Bay and check on some Snow Globes.


*None of this should be construed as “medical advice” if you are sick, go see a doctor, don’t be a dummy.