So among the other famous people who passed away recently, famous pitchman Billy Mays passed away. I pray he knew Jesus. I'm thinking what's bound to happen, or at least should happen, is this: Somebody slaps together a memorial DVD of his life, and sells it on TV for $19.99. But wait, there's more! If you call in the next 10 minutes, we'll double the offer! You get not one, but two memorial DVDs!
Now that would be a fitting tribute.
Normally, this would be no big thing. But let me tell you what, if you own a Motorola Razr, getting pics off of the phone and on your PC is, well, I've set up servers that were easier. For real.
Pics from my cellphone, possibly useful, probably meaningless. Some are bound to be interesting, right?
When people born blind sleep, do they dream?
Nothing says summer in Anchorage like little baby geese. Took these pics just this morning. Oh, I should note, "summer" means a day that is sunny, not necessarily the season. You got hockey and summer. Those are the seasons.
Yesterday, infamous late-term abortionist George Tiller was shot dead.
Within hours came a statement from President Obama, and of course, all but a national day of mourning declared by the liberal media.
Today, an Army soldier, Private William Long, was shot dead in an Arkansas recruiting office as self-acknowledged Muslim, Abulhakin Muhammad, fired into the building.
No statement from President Obama. No mention from the Liberal Media. They're too busy mourning George Tiller.
I wonder if the Liberal Media will manage to paint the Tiller shooting as "right wing extremism" without ever calling the William Long shooting as "Muslim extemism". I'm sure you already know the answer.
Recently, a friend at church let me have her old Hammond 9822M organ. This is one of those classic 70's keyboards that were common in homes at the time. The particular unit here works, mostly. The volume pedal is busted. There is a loud hum, possibly in the amp circuitry. I believe the hum is related to the pedal. Anyhow, I'm ordering a service manual for it, and hoping to get some advice from others who have modded these organs before.
My goal is to get this baby back into working shape, as even with the hum, it's got a classic sound like no synth today has. This guy contains actual Leslie vibrato, which probably means nothing to most of you folks, but trust me, that alone makes this baby worth restoring. Leslie speakers achieved a cool woo-woo-woo sound by spinning the actual speakers around on a shaft. It's mechanical. Technically, it might be more of a phase shift instead of a vibrato, sort of a Doppler effect thing. Something like that. Anyhow, I've got high hopes for this guy.
For those of you who have wondered, my site has been down for a few weeks now. I'll dialog about that particular experience later.
Well, barely a week ago I took 100% of my TSP money and stuffed it all into the "G" fund. I said I'd go back in if the DJIA went over 7000. Today it's there, a tad over the 7000 mark. Okay, I said I'd go back in, but how much? I'm looking at the different funds to invest in in the TSP, and have decided on the following strategy (Jesus have mercy, please.) I'm starting out going into the L Income fund for now as the DJIA climbs just over 7000. If it can hold that to say, 7250, I'll ramp it to the L2010. And if the DJIA continues to hold, I'll move from the L2010 to the L2020, the L2030, and the L2040.
It's not a brave strategy, it's more of a "show me the market isn't dead and I'll go back in" strategy. Again, God, if you were speaking to me through that warning in Ezekiel, have mercy on me.
I feel it was a sign from God to move my TSP retirement money out of the stock market and into the government securities "G" fund. I said to myself, if the Dow goes over 7000, I'll go back into the market. Well, today the Dow is at what, 6940? It's pretty close.
So the dilemma: Did God really give me a sign? How do I know? Time will certainly make it clear, but being wrong could be costly, literally. I suppose more prayer is needed. Yep. If the Dow does rise over 7000, I'll be pretty surprised, as I'm expecting profit takers to eat away recent gains, but we'll see. Lord, what should I do?
So how nation-destroying big is Obama's trillion dollar bailout? If it were only ONE trillion, here is a way to think about it:
Grab some poor guy in Uganda. Another person in, oh, Bhutan. And another person in Kurdistan. And Samoa, Australia, Belgium, Turkey, Guatemala, and well, just round up every single person of the six billion people inhabiting our planet. Women, children, old men, babies, handicapped, every single person.
Each and every person on the planet needs to send President Obama $167. In US dollars. For folks in Zimbabwe, that's gonna be about a quadrillion Zimbabwe bucks. All those folks cheering in Kenya for Obama, we'll send you a self-addressed stamped envelope. Please send your $167 to the IRS, they're good at taking in money. And yes, if you got a momma trying to eek out a living and gather grains of rice to feed her child, that's two of you. No discounts. The world needs to pay up to support our lifestyle!
So that's your trillion dollars. Or another way of thinking about it? If you spent a million dollars a day from the time Jesus walked the Galilee, right up to today, Obama still outspent you with the stroke of a pen.
I'm trying hard to not speak evil of dignitaries, as the Bible commands, but well, you really can't make going a trillion dollars in debt sound pleasant. A trillion dollars? Here, let me make this biblical:
Proverbs 22:7 The rich ruleth over the poor, and the borrower [is] servant to the lender.
I'm not sure there is a more bizarre looking soup. True, it looks like eating little hands. They got a lot of little bones, and you pretty much need to accept you'll be spitting out more bones than you get meat. But, I must say, this is pretty tasty. I don't have a particular recipe, but I'll write down how I made this particular batch.
Get out your package of chicken feet, and wash them thoroughly. I use a colander. Get the feet fairly dry and spray them in the colander with olive oil or well, just get some oil on them. Dust them with kosher salt and pepper. Fire up the broiler and lay the chicken feet out on a cookie sheet. Place them in the broiler and prepare to be shocked. In a few minutes, the feet will start to open up as if they were zombies. It's truly creepy. Anyhow, you want to get the feet browned. Oh, I should mention, chicken feet don't brown so much as they grey-black. The color is odd. Anyhow, you want to get a nice roast chicken smell going. You aren't trying to fully cook the feet, just get some color on the outside. Pull out the cookie sheet and set aside.
Fill up your Fagor Splendid 6-quart pressure cooker with 8 cups of water, and put it on burner on high. While the water is coming up to temperature, I'm guessing you have cubes of chicken stock and vegetable stock, the kind where you add 1 cube to 2 cups of water. So toss in 3 chicken cubes and 1 vegetable cube. Add in the chicken feet. Wash off the radishes, and cut them in half, Toss 'em in the pot. I bought this huge chili, it looked to be almost about 10 inches long. I think it's an ancho chili. Dice that guy up and toss it in. Put in some seeds too, to get some hot in the pot. In with the diced red pepper, too. Dice up a parsnip, but not too small. In the pot! Pour in the red wine. Open up a can of diced tomatoes and pour it in, juice and all. Did I say put in the parsnip yet? Anyhow, dice it up but not too much, and pitch it on in there. Pour on about oh, a couple tablespoons of hot sauce; I used Tapatio. Get a big bundle of cilantro, roughly chop it and toss it on the top. If I forgot any other ingredients, well, toss them all in.
Okay, by now, I'm sure the pot is boiling. Put on the lid of the pressure cooker (I use the term "pressure cooker" and "pot" for the same thing), and, well, I use the "2 burner" technique where the burner under the pot at the start is on all the way, and the other on about 1/3. Once the pressure cooker comes up to pressure, slide it over to the other burner, and let it roll for 17 minutes. At the end, use the cold water release method to release the pressure. Oh yeah, the cold water release method? That's where you move the pot to the sink, and pour cold water on the top until the pressure indicator drops down and it's safe to open.
So now you pretty much eat it up and gross out anybody who can't handle it. I suggest having a plate nearby for spitting out the 1,000 or so little bones that are in those feet. Enjoy.
