Saturday, December 30, 2006

Happy Trails to You

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Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.

Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.

Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
[Dale Evans Rogers]



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Monday, December 11, 2006

Words Fail

3 children of senior PA official killed in drive-by shooting


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-Palestinian gunmen killed three young children of a senior Palestinian intelligence officer Monday in a drive-by shooting in a street crowded with hundreds of school children ....

In the attack, the gunmen pumped dozens of bullets into a car carrying the children of intelligence officer Baha Balousheh, a loyalist of Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas' Fatah movement. A decade ago, Balousheh was a lead interrogator in a crackdown on the now-ruling Hamas movement.

Three of Balousheh's children, ranging in age from six to 10, were killed, in addition to an adult, hospital officials said. Four more people were wounded in the attack in Palestine Street, lined with nine schools.

The car was riddled with at least 30 bullets. Its seats, school bags and a small plastic bag with a sandwich in it were spattered with blood. During the attack, children dropped to the ground or fled, screaming.

"I was walking with my young brother, Wael, who is 9, and we just crossed the street in order to take him to the school when shooting took place," said 12-year-old Fadwa Nabulsi, still shaken by the bloody scene.

"We saw fire coming from one car. We started screaming and children started running. I was crying, and I lost Wael for about half an hour. Then I found him hiding in a felafel shop. I'm trying to find my father to take us back home," she said.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Merry Christmas

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Not a lot to say. The swirl of events now faster than my ability to sort. I do of course find some humor in the libs taking the mid term elections, as some sort of mandate (yet I never heard them say: "Damn, those electronic voting machines sure do work great!")

A mandate to ignore reality. To pretend there is nothing seriously wrong in the world. And if there is .... Danny Devito acting like a monkey on television, will cure it. And Gwyneth Paltrow will lend that cure, some sophistication. That everything before today was Bush's fault. Everything tomorrow, around the globe and across the universe .... more/same.

No reformation is currently taking place in Islam. To the contrary. The temperature is rising. The fervor growing. Ignore it? Sure little lib. Santa's on his way. Bringing Ipod's, Playstation III's, and HD flat panels to all the cute nihilists. Who'll be flinging doo in splendor and comfort this new year (hey, if Ahmadinejad can watch dancing girls? Commies can consume right?).


I'll give a few shot outs:

L.K., Thanks for the dinger. Mordechai, Thanks for the ladders. Terry Cain, you're in our thoughts. Our service personnel around the globe keeping us from harm, I stand and bow my head.

To all in our current administration who have selflessy toiled on behalf of G*d and country, I give thanks. Mr. President, Secretary Rumsfeld, Secretary Rice, Ambassador Bolton.


The last week has taken nearly all the leaves off the plum tree in the grassy triangle. In a few days it will be bare. Winter ... as it were here in South Cali, is near upon us. An interesting year for your's truly. I know not what 2007 brings. But I wish you all health and happiness.

G*d Bless, Elmo.



Via Fark:

Ho ho ho.

Ho ho ho again.

a little more .....

Runaway!



Thursday, December 7, 9:15 p.m.

I Get A Kick Out Of You

I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you

Some like the perfume from Spain
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
It would bore me terrifically too
But I get a kick out of you
.....