Wednesday, October 22, 2014

It's been awhile, and maybe I've grown up a little bit in the past few years, plus my mind is a little rusty now, so take that into account when you read this, arite?
We've got Colin now, our gentle giant, and he's a genuine delight! He'll save his smiles for the ladies, but he's always got a fist bump to spare!
Ever since he was born, Colin has hovered around the 99th percentile in height. As an athlete, this means he's got the whole world available to him!*

* anything besides Football. (We can talk about it, but I'll be keeping him away until he is at least 14.)  Think that's harsh? I've seen Alzheimer's. CTE is worse, and not only for Pro-NFL players.

Yay swimming!!!

Thursday, May 10, 2012


Because it's Mother's Day soon.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Ever thought of this?

In the Christmas season I am especially affected by the needs of others. Why? Probably because the media tells me to be. Ok? Fine. I admitted it.

That said, I believe that giving should be anonymous and random. Advised, researched, but largely random. And certainly anonymous. The larger the gift, the more anonymity. Who needs a ticker-tape parade after their donation?

It brings about the question of Altruism, and whether it is actually a positive action, or simply self-serving. It also asks the question: who is more deserving of charity and saviour? A person already bolstered by Faith? A Mother Theresa character in the groove of Saint-Hood? Or a Reformed Individual, back from the path of guilt and neccessity (after a stretch in prison after a Good 'Ole Cultural rap on the fingers.), A Simple Soul possibly? Unable to make sensible decisions in the moment? This might include the cerebrally handicapped, the temporarily insane and a number of lower animals (most of us are in this category, make no mistake.)

Given this preamble, check out the following article:


BAGHDAD, Iraq - Saedia, the blind bear, sleeps huddled in the fetal position in the corner of a small metal enclosure. An angry black dog lives in the bird cage, and the lynx was last seen roaming around a nearby highway overpass.

The Baghdad zoo is in tatters. Looters have stolen or turned loose almost all the animals, and the dozen remaining have been so short of food that lions have been snacking on military rations U.S. soldiers toss inside their cages.

It's a situation U.S. soldiers and aid groups are trying to change.

Soldiers were welding together the shattered bars of the lions' den Monday, while U.S. officials gave workers $20 to come back to work.

The San Francisco-based group Wild Aid gave most zoo employees $10 last week and plans to give each another $10 this week to help boost morale. Most employees had not been paid for two months. The United States has appointed a South African, Lawrence Anthony, to help run the zoo.

"My goal is to bring the zoo out of crisis," said Anthony, who runs a game reserve in South Africa. "We need everything. The looters took everything."

That included freeing almost all the zoo's 650 animals.

Zoo curator Abdel Salam Musa said the only animals not taken were the more formidable beasts, like the lions and the porcupine.

In the zoo now are Saedia the bear, who is 30 and blind from glaucoma; her male companion Saedi; two tigers; seven lions; three wild boars and the porcupine. Some of the lions were brought to the zoo from the palaces of Odai Hussein, a son of the deposed Iraqi leader.

The monkey cages are empty, the turtles are gone and there are rumors the peacock is up for bids at the bazaar.

"They can't keep them in their houses, so they try and sell them," Musa said. "Some animals, like the deer and gazelle, people can eat."

At the zoo, U.S. soldiers with assault rifles stood guard Monday. A sign by the entrance said: "Coalition soldiers are securing the area. If you are caught, you will be detained or shot. Please honor your free country."

After the fighting, angry and impoverished looters broke into the zoo and hunted ducks and peacocks, among other game.

"The civilians that were hungry pretty much came in here and ate everything that wouldn't eat them," said Cpl. Matthew St. Pierre of Steger, Ill.

Most zookeepers fled during the fighting, and many animals went without food for days, if not longer. Some were so skinny, St. Pierre said, "they could squeeze through the bars in the cage and get out."

After the government fell, Kuwait shipped in seven tons of frozen meat, fruit, vegetables and animal feed for the zoo. Wild Aid brought in 125 pounds of meat.

"The animals were famished," said Wild Aid's Stephan Bognar. Now, he said, "You can move them off the critically endangered category to just the critical."

When U.S. soldiers arrived, the animals were roaming freely, and they were forced to shoot a few lions. Three Iraqis were found dead, apparently mauled by a bear, Bognar said.

U.S. soldiers soon restored order and lured the animals back into confinement.

The bears wound up in small cages. Zoo workers can't afford a tranquilizer gun and are afraid to move them. But aid workers also gave the bears a shower, dousing them with a garden hose. Then they fed them a few cabbages.

Other animals, especially the lions, were fed at first by soldiers.

"We'd find dead birds and we'd just throw them in the cage," St. Pierre said.

Army rations also went in: "The ones we didn't like, we'd give them."

© 2003 The Associated Press

I'm BAAAAAACK...!!!!

Ok, the deal is (and I know most of you KNOW this already...) when your computer goes offline in the UK, THAT'S IT.

OK?

I have been pimping my fiance's lappy Apple now and then, but it's clearly unreliable. I have called-in favors (or, favOURS, in the UK) but so far, no luck. I bat .700 for these people, and they STILL can't come over and Fix this shit?

Sorry about the hiatus... but I'm sure you all have better things to do!

Monday, September 04, 2006

Rolla Laydee





Some pictures from the recent London Rollergirls' parties. Don't you wish you were here? Yeah, me too. I was too trashed to notice where the hell I was...

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Only thing missing is the windmill

Golf with a clog proves hit with the Dutch

AMSTERDAM (Reuters) - Dutch farmer Peter Weenink strides through a cow field brandishing the essentials for "Farmers' Golf", his cheap and cheerful version of formal golf which has grown from a bit of backyard fun into a serious sport.

The tall cheese maker (DO YOU BELIEVE THIS CRAP???) carefully places a ball on the ground, takes a swing with a wooden clog attached to a long stick and sends the ball flying with a resounding thwack.

New Farmers' Golf courses are springing up almost every week (www.farmersgolf.com) and Weenink said the game he invented in the northeast of the Netherlands in 1999 is expected to attract up to half a million players next year. (THAT'S 1/32 OF THE ENTIRE POPULATION FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!)

"Farmers' Golf was born out of a kind of frustration," he explained. Infuriated by the prohibitive prices and elitism of traditional golf clubs -- golfers have to pass an exam in the Netherlands to be allowed onto the course (AFTER EXAMS FOR BOTH SWIMMING AND CYCLING, WHAY NOT?) -- Weenink decided he had land enough of his own to improvise.

Players use a 'clog club' and complete a round of 10 holes. One of the sport's main attractions is that it is played on bumpy farmland, with cow dung and puddles posing deliberate challenges (REMINDS ME OF A FEW SOFTBALL TOURNAMENTS I'VE PLAYED), rather than the velvety turf of a golf course.
Weenink found just one snag: "Using small (golf) balls in the fields where cows are walking, you'd spend the whole day searching for the ball -- so we took a bigger ball."

SURE. WHY NOT? You'd think the Dutch had more sense and just boycotted the whole ludicris game altogether.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Heatwave

It's hotter'n hell in England at the moment. (And don't give me that "it's hot in NYC too bitch" crap because at least you guys can dive into airconditioned offices and stores. Totally unheard of over here, unless you own a car.) My dogs are suffering but they still want to spoon and cuddle -- I mean, what are they, stupid or something? Get off me!

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Ebonics be cool

I'm puttin' this 'cause it be plain 'ol rollikin' fun. Enjoy, fools!

`Twas Da Night Befo` Christmas
Twas da night befo' Christmas and all in the hood
Not a homie was stirring cuz it was all good
The tube socks was hung on the window sill
and we all had smiles up on our grill
Mookie and BeBe was snug in the crib
in the back bedroom cuz that's how we live
and moms in her do-rag and me with my nine
had just gotten busy cuz girlfriend is fine
All of a sudden a lowrider rolled by
Bumpin phat beats cuz the system's fly
I bounced to the window at a quarter pas'
Bout ready to pop a cap in somebody's--
well anyway
I yelled to my lady, Yo peep this!
She said, Stop frontin just mind yo' bidness
I said, for real doe, come check dis out
We weren't even buggin, no worries, no doubt
Cuz bumpin an thumpin' from around da way
Was Santa, 8 reindeer and a sleigh
Da beats was kickin, da ride was phat
I said, Yo red Dawg, you all that!
He threw up a sign and yelled to his boyz,
"Ay yo, give it up, let's make some noise!
To the top of the projects and across the strip mall,
We gots ta go, I got a booty call!"
He pulled up his ride on the top a da roof
and sippin on a 40, he busted a move
I yelled up to Santa, "Yo ain't got no stack!"
he said, "Damn homie, deese projects is wack!
But don't worry black, cuz I gots da skillz
I learnt back when I hadda pay da billz."
Out from his bag he pulled 3 small tings
a credit card, a knife, and a bobby pin.
he slid down the fire escape smoove as a cat
and busted the window with a b-ball bat
I said, "Whassup, Santa? Whydya bust my place?"
he said,"You best get on up out my face!"
His threads was all leatha, his chains was all gold
His sneaks was Puma and they was 5 years old
He dropped down the duffle, Clippers logo on the side
Santa broke out da loot and my mouf popped open wide.
A wink of his eye and a shine off his god toof
He cabbage patched his way back onto the roof
He jumped in his hooptie with rims made of chrome
To tap that booty waitin at home
and all I heard as he cruised outta sight
was a loud and hearty.....
"WEEESST SIIIIDE!!!!!!!"
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