Friday, March 24, 2006

I've been meaning to post

but, you know, things happen. I'm hoping to post again someday. Not sure when or if that's going to happen. I'm just a cranky old fart, anyway, what am I really adding positive by talking sheets on this blog? Not much, really, so I don't know if I'll be back or not.

This blogging can be kind of fun, but damn if it's not a time waster. We all only have so many hours and minutes to live, and you have to think hard about whether posting pictures of hot chicks and railing away about politics to an audience of people you don't know and can count on one hand is really a good way to spend your time.

If nothing else, I pissed off Michelle Malkin for one day, or more likely just provided fodder for her twisted view of the world, but that was fun. Not so much fun that I want to keep showing up day after day to do it, though.

So, we'll see. You may or may not hear from me again. The good thing about Blogger is, you can always change your mind.

If I don't return, know in your hearts that Ernest T. Blunderford will always be your friend. (Unless you're Republican.)

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Feeling Funky and Perhaps Smelling Funky




















Next to "doesn't give a fook" in the dictionary is this picture.

Each Side of That Chin, Jay Baby














Dolly Parton comes on to Jay Leno.

Yay! Lindsay Lohan's Boob!

Picture Flush

I've got a bunch of pictures I was going to add hilarious captions to, or pictures of hot women that want me, and I've been short on time. So here they all are:











No Wonder He Thought Brownie Was Doing A Helluva Job

Ever heard the phrase that says "it's all relative"?

Sure Michael Brown wasn't so hot at his job and a lot of people died in Hurricane Katrina, but at least he seemed to realize what the fook a hurricane can do. The monkey-in-chief, on the other hand, sat there staring ahead and saying "we gotcha covered" in his confident cowboy tone that long ago stopped comforting anyone.

So it is any surprise that while he was lying about no one anticipating the breach of the levees he was secretly thinking to himself, "actually Brownie anticipated that. He's dune a helluva job."

Because, in comparison, Brownie was doing a helluva job.


@ WillBardwell: "Ironically, these new tapes seem to suggest that the only person on top of things was, of all people, former FEMA director Michael Brown."

@ The Reid Report: "Not that any of this will sway the dwindling cadre of die-hard Bushies, who apparently can find nothing that the president could do (or fail to do) that would cost him their absolute, prostrate allegiance. It's a bit sad, really, the way they hang on to the man..."

@ In From The Cold: "How was the President supposed to act? The image of the Commander in Chief running around like a chicken with its head chopped off is not the behavior we expect of a President--and it certainly wouldn't inspire confidence in senior aides and other officials who would make key decisions in the hours that followed. A panicked President would have sent exactly the wrong signal, and perhaps led to an even more disjointed response, as a sense of dread and fear spread throughout the ranks."

@ PC540: "Do you in fact think maybe Brown was the one who leaked this information to AP in an attempt to vindicate himself?"

@ Parrot Cage: "At this key moment of crisis, as preparations were engaged, the President didn't ask a single question of his advisers nor issue a single unique insight or recommendation. This is the Clarence Thomas School of Management. Opening his mouth doesn't exactly inspire confidence, but Bush rarely spares the public that disappointment."