The only times atomic weapons have been used were on Japan. The only place you find these creature...Japan... coincidence?
Friday, August 6, 2010
The Ugly Truth
The only times atomic weapons have been used were on Japan. The only place you find these creature...Japan... coincidence?
Saturday, July 17, 2010
I'm Back
It has been sometime since I entered anything here, just got busy in other interests. Life continues on. Marie's Mom, Elsie, arrived on Thursday for her extended stay. She was suppose to fly in to our local airport on Wednesday, but normal foggy conditions here on the coast prevented her flight from being able to land. She ended up, stranded in Redding (about 180 miles inland), so Thursday morning Marie and I drove over there and brought her to Eureka, the next flight would not have been till 5:30 that night so we thought it best to go pick her up.
Looks like the "mill" may start up soon. The owners need to obtain permits for their water discharge, and got it on the 14th. The rumor is they will start calling people back soon. This is good news not only for the people that work there but the many outside jobs that were affected, a big plus for our local economy.
Looks like the "mill" may start up soon. The owners need to obtain permits for their water discharge, and got it on the 14th. The rumor is they will start calling people back soon. This is good news not only for the people that work there but the many outside jobs that were affected, a big plus for our local economy.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Is this in your future
Dave Barry's Colonoscopy Journal:
I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an
appointment for a colonoscopy. A few days later, in his office, Andy showed
me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over
the place, at one point passing briefly through Minneapolis . Then Andy
explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and
patient manner. I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear anything he
said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE
17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'
I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for
a product called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large enough to hold a
microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it
to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America's
enemies.
I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous.
Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation. In
accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I
had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor.
Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder
together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water
(For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.)
Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because
MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and
urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.
The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great
sense of humor, state that after you drink it, 'a loose watery bowel
movement may result.' This is kind of like saying that after you jump off
your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.
MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too graphic, here, but:
Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep
experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the
commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the
bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything. And then, when you
figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of
MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the
future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.
After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my
wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried
about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of
MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do you
apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be enough.
At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and
totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a
room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little
curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital
garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on,
makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.
Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand.
Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already
lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep.
At first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this, but then I pondered
what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom,
so you
were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but
to burn your house.
When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where
Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the
17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I
was seriously nervous at this point. Andy had me roll over on my left side,
and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my
hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was
'Dancing Queen' by Abba. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that
could be playing during this particular procedure, 'Dancing Queen' has to be
the least appropriate.
'You want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from somewhere behind me. 'Ha ha,' I
said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a
decade. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell
you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.
I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, Abba was shrieking
'Dancing Queen! Feel the beat from the tambourine ...'
... and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very
mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt
excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that it was all
over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been
prouder of an internal organ.
--Dave Barry
To add to this...Here are some things supposedly said to doctors during Colonoscopy's
1. "Take it easy, Doc, you're boldly going where no man has gone before."
2. "Find Amelia Earhart yet?"
3. "Can you hear me NOW?"
4. "Oh boy, that was sphincterrific!"
5. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"
6. "You know, in Arkansas, we're now legally married."
7. "Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?"
8. "You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out. You do the Hokey Pokey..."
9. "Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!"
10."If your hand doesn't fit, you must acquit!"
11. "Hey, Doc, let me know if you find my dignity."
12. "You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?"
13. "Now I know why I am not gay."
14. "Could you write me a note to my wife, saying that my head is not, in fact, up there?"
I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an
appointment for a colonoscopy. A few days later, in his office, Andy showed
me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over
the place, at one point passing briefly through Minneapolis . Then Andy
explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and
patient manner. I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear anything he
said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE
17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'
I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for
a product called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large enough to hold a
microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it
to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America's
enemies.
I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous.
Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation. In
accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I
had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor.
Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder
together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water
(For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.)
Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because
MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and
urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.
The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great
sense of humor, state that after you drink it, 'a loose watery bowel
movement may result.' This is kind of like saying that after you jump off
your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.
MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too graphic, here, but:
Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep
experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the
commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the
bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything. And then, when you
figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of
MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the
future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.
After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my
wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried
about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of
MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do you
apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be enough.
At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and
totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a
room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little
curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital
garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on,
makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.
Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand.
Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already
lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep.
At first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this, but then I pondered
what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom,
so you
were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but
to burn your house.
When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where
Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the
17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I
was seriously nervous at this point. Andy had me roll over on my left side,
and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my
hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was
'Dancing Queen' by Abba. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that
could be playing during this particular procedure, 'Dancing Queen' has to be
the least appropriate.
'You want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from somewhere behind me. 'Ha ha,' I
said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a
decade. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell
you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.
I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, Abba was shrieking
'Dancing Queen! Feel the beat from the tambourine ...'
... and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very
mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt
excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that it was all
over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been
prouder of an internal organ.
--Dave Barry
To add to this...Here are some things supposedly said to doctors during Colonoscopy's
1. "Take it easy, Doc, you're boldly going where no man has gone before."
2. "Find Amelia Earhart yet?"
3. "Can you hear me NOW?"
4. "Oh boy, that was sphincterrific!"
5. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"
6. "You know, in Arkansas, we're now legally married."
7. "Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?"
8. "You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out. You do the Hokey Pokey..."
9. "Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!"
10."If your hand doesn't fit, you must acquit!"
11. "Hey, Doc, let me know if you find my dignity."
12. "You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?"
13. "Now I know why I am not gay."
14. "Could you write me a note to my wife, saying that my head is not, in fact, up there?"
Friday, September 11, 2009
A day for remembering those who died
Number killed in attack on New York, in the Twin Towers and in aircraft that crashed into them: 2,823
Number of people who died when United Airlines flight 93,
from Newark, New Jersey, to San Francisco, California, crashed in rural southwest Pennsylvania: 45
Number of people who died when American Airlines flight 77,
from Washington to Los Angeles, crashed into the Pentagon: 64
Number of people killed in the Pentagon: 125
These people died simply because, we, as a nation do not practice bin Laden's version on Islam and live under "Shariah" law. (read the full context of bin Ladens "Letter to America" here http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2002/nov/24/theobserver)
Number of people who died when United Airlines flight 93,
from Newark, New Jersey, to San Francisco, California, crashed in rural southwest Pennsylvania: 45
Number of people who died when American Airlines flight 77,
from Washington to Los Angeles, crashed into the Pentagon: 64
Number of people killed in the Pentagon: 125
These people died simply because, we, as a nation do not practice bin Laden's version on Islam and live under "Shariah" law. (read the full context of bin Ladens "Letter to America" here http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2002/nov/24/theobserver)
Monday, August 24, 2009
The other end of the spectrum
The Tata "Nano" is the worlds cheapest production car.... built in India.....costs $2,500.... has a 35 hp, 2 cylinder, 623-cc. (38ci) rear engine, gets a estimated 50 mpg, seats 5 (?) with a top speed of 75 mph. The base model is just that... no radio, no power steering and only the drivers seat is adjustable. Air conditioning and power steering are available on the "Luxury" version.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Worlds current fastest production car
The Bugatti Veyron is currently the worlds fastest production car. With a top speed of 254 mph., goes from 0 to 60 in 2.5 sec., 0 to 100 in 5.5 and 0 to 250 in 50 sec. Will do a 1/4 mile in 10.2 sec at 143 mph. It's 64 valve W16, 8L (488ci) engine is rated at 1001hp, and gets 8mpg city and 13mpg highway (top speed fuel consumption is 3mpg). If you gotta have one, ya best think about a second job, they cost 1.4 million Euro or $1.96 million. Tires must be changed every 2,900 miles and must be done by Bugatti, at a cost of 13 thousand Euro or $18,200... the extended 2 year warranty cost 68 thousand Euro, or $95,000.
In comparison the Lamborghini Murcielago sells for @$315,000., is powered by a 641 hp V12. Does 0 to 60 in 3.3 sec., 0 to 100 in 7.9 and has a top speed of 220 mph.... what a difference a few bucks makes.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Things I've learned while observing my wife watching football
1. Women treat former favorite players that have gone to other teams like ex-boyfriends.
2. "Tight End" has a different meaning.
3. Even normally resevered and proper women can curse like sailors.
2. "Tight End" has a different meaning.
3. Even normally resevered and proper women can curse like sailors.
The Industrial Decalogue
1. You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift.
2. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong.
3. You cannot help small men up by tearing down big men.
4. You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich.
5. You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down.
6. You cannot keep out of trouble by spending more than your income.
7. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred.
8. You cannot establish sound social security on borrowed money.
9. You cannot build character and courage by taking away a man’s initiative and independence.
10. You cannot help men permanently by doing for them what they could and should
do for themselves.
– William J. H. Boetcker, (1873-1962)
These words where published in the early 1900's, but seem to strongly apply to today.
2. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong.
3. You cannot help small men up by tearing down big men.
4. You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich.
5. You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down.
6. You cannot keep out of trouble by spending more than your income.
7. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred.
8. You cannot establish sound social security on borrowed money.
9. You cannot build character and courage by taking away a man’s initiative and independence.
10. You cannot help men permanently by doing for them what they could and should
do for themselves.
– William J. H. Boetcker, (1873-1962)
These words where published in the early 1900's, but seem to strongly apply to today.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Highway Patrol announces new speeder control program
As a result of the number of cars capable of speeds faster than150 MPH being sold today. The CHP has implemented a new enforcement
program called "Operation Intercept"
Armed with Laser Guided "Smart Bombs "we will be able to stop individual speeders with minimal collateral damage to the public" one ranking official said.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
How much for a used race car
This 1957 Ferrari Test Rosa recently sold at auction for @ $12,400,000.00, the most valuable car in the world.... not by a long shot. An 1939 Auto Union (Audi) Grand Prix V12 (one of five known) is expected to auction for an estimated $13 Million in August. A 1954 Mercedes W-196 reportedly sold for $24,000,000. in the 1990's and a 1931 Bugatti Royal Type 41 (only six were built between 1929 -1933) reportedly sold in 1999 for $20,000,000, but what is considered to be the worlds most valuable car is a 1907 Rolls Royce Silver Ghost insured for $35,000,000.
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