Lethal?  Hey, Lethal?  You there?

Yeah, I’m here.  What do you want at this ungodly hour of a Saturday Morning?  I need my rest!  This is St. Patrick’s Day weekend and I’ve been fielding requests for my appearance since Wednesday!  What in the blazes do  you want at….oh bloody hell!  Do you know WHAT TIME it is?

It’s not THAT early!  Okay, so maybe it is a bit early, but I’ve been up all night finishing up my issue for today, do you have any idea how hard it is to come up with an issue, the day before St. Patrick’s Day, when you’ve already put together the ultimate St. Patrick’s Day issue?

Did you wake me at this ungodly hour to tell me how good my issue was?  If that’s the case, the last flu shot you got by my rail gun is going to seem like a pin prick compared to what I’m going to do you this time!

No, dude…um…I’m ah…lost.  All this greenery you’ve put up everywhere, I…ah…can’t find…um… my office.  I have to send my issue out and…um…too much…um..you know…GREEN!

By all the Gods, why have I been saddled with this one?  You are very lucky I’m in such a GOOD mood after all the celebrating I’ve been doing.  And you’re even more lucky that I’m still a bit tiddly from the fine Irish Whiskey that me loving fans have been…

Yeah, Yeah, can you point me towards my office, please?

It’s right behind you, dufuss the dragon!

Thanks, go back to bed, I’ve got to get this posted!

Good Morning Campers!  You all know that St. Patrick’s Day is tomorrow, but since my good friend and fellow mythical creature, Lethal Leprechaun has done such a fantastic job on this topic, let’s talk a little bit about the next holiday…Easter!  And do you know what the greatest part about Easter is?

Um…yeah, Jesus dying for our sins was really good…
and Easter baskets full of candy is good, too…
Yes, yes, the Easter bunny is
No, I’m not ..
Yes, egg dying is good but…

Okay STOP!!!
Sigh.
I’m talking about the end of Lent.
As everyone knows, all good dragons promise to give something up for Lent.  If you check out today’s header… or if you remember Lethal and I talking about it, Lethal suggested….rather forcefully…that I give up virgins for Lent.  And when I say he forcibly suggested it, he took all my virgins to some south sea resort to keep me from falling off the wagon.
(Personally, between you and me, I’m not sure all of them came back as virgins…if you know what I mean.)
Anyway, shortly I will be back to being adored by my harem and I won’t have to go through all that trouble of razing villages and yuck!, eating people in order for the village elders to give me more virgin sacrifices.
Besides, breathing that much fire gives me heart burn.
And if the authorities still have my computer tapped, as well as my phone and my office, I swear, that’s all I EVER do with virgins is allow them to adore me….
and back rubs, I love back rubs.
And if the IRS is still listening in, I’ve paid ALL my import and employee taxes on all my virgins.  I swear.
and if PETV (People for the Ethical Treatment of Virgins) is around, no virgins were hurt or deflowered in the making of this e-zine.

Now, let’s get on with it…

(Insert Lethal Leprechaun’s Cat Joke Here)

I said, “There’s a tap underneath; taste it and find out.”

***********

I was talking to a girl in the bar last night.

She said, “If you lost a few pounds, had a shave and got your hair cut, you’d look all right.”

I said, “If I did that, I’d be talking to your friends over there instead of you.”

***********
I was telling a girl in the pub about my ability to guess what day a woman was born just by feeling her boobs.

“Really” she said, “Go on then…try.”

After about thirty seconds of fondling she began to lose patience and said.

“Come on, what day was I born”?

I said, “Yesterday.”

***********

I got caught taking a pee in the local swimming pool today.

The lifeguard shouted at me so loud, I nearly fell in.

***********
 

I went to the pub last night and saw a fat chick dancing on a table.

I said, “Nice legs.”

The girl giggled and said with a smile, “Do you really think so.”

I said “Definitely! Most tables would have collapsed by now. ”

 

Okay, so this is probably going to annoy some of you, but hopefully even you can laugh at this:

What a great first that would be!!!!  Well, okay, so technically second, since Nixon resigned the presidency first, but for a nice list of firsts from Mr. Obama…
How in the world did he get elected a second time… oh yeah… because almost half of the country is indebted to him by nature of their free government cheese and all it takes is a couple more brain dead people, of which we have more than our fair share, and there you go.

 

I’m telling you, we’re EVERYWHERE!!!!

 

A farmer was called to serve on jury duty. During the questioning of
prospective jurors the prosecuting attorney asked the farmer if he could
convict someone on circumstantial evidence. The farmer responded, “No
way in hell could I do that!!”
The attorney asked why he was so adamant in his answer. He replied that
he once had a very bad experience with circumstantial evidence. The
attorney asked him to explain.
“Well sir,” the farmer began, “I was out in the barn milking ole’
Bessie one hot day and as I was milking her she kicked over the milk
pail with her right front foot. The milk soaked my overalls and
underwear, so I took them off, rinsed them out in the water trough and
hung them out to dry. Then, I got a piece of rope and tied her right
foot to the floor. I sat back down and starting milking again and the
silly cow kicked over the pail with her left front foot. So I tied that
one down to the floor as well. She then proceeded to kick over the pail
with her back feet so I tied both of them to the floor. Well, I thought
I had things under control until she whipped her tail around and slapped
me right in the face. Very annoyed at her antics, I moved my stool
behind her, stood up on it, and as I was in the process of tying her
tail to one of the rafters, wearing nothing but my T-shirt and boots my
wife walked into the barn!!”
“No Sir!! I do not believe in circumstantial evidence!”

A husband is someone who, after taking the trash out, gives the impression he just cleaned the whole house.

Dave and Bill are out drinking at the bar late one night.
Dave says, “Well, bud, I guess I better be going home.”
“Yo man,” Bill said, “what’s your rush? Little woman got you by the
short hairs on a short leash?”
“Hell no,” Dave retorted, “I’m the boss in my house.”
Then he said softly, “But she’s  the Director of Pussy…”

 

Nancy Pelosi was being driven home by her chauffeur when
Suddenly, a cow jumps out into the road, the car hits it  full on, and the
car comes to a stop.
Nancy , in her usual charming  manner, says to the chauffeur, “You get out
and check–you were  driving.”
So the chauffeur gets out, checks, and reports that the  animal is dead but
it was old. “You were driving,
so you go and tell  the farmer,” says Nancy. Two hours later the chauffeur
returns totally  plastered, hair
ruffled with a big grin on his face. “My God, what  happened to you?” asks
Nancy. The chauffeur replies,
“When I got  there, the farmer opened his best bottle of malt whisky, the
wife gave  me a wonderful meal and
the daughter made love to me.”  “What on earth did you say?” asks Nancy. “I
just knocked on the door
and when it opened I said to them, “I’m Nancy Pelosi’s chauffeur,  and I’ve
just killed the old cow.”

Since so many of my dear friends are blonde, I just have to share this next one.
For the same reason that so many of my dear friends love cats, and my dad golfs, etc.
You always pick on the ones you love!

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A Blonde’s Year in Review
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January – Took new scarf back to store because it was too tight.

February – Fired from pharmacy job for failing to print labels……Helllloooo!!!…..bottles won’t fit in printer!

March – Got really excited…..finished jigsaw puzzle in 6 months…..box said “2-4 years!”

April – Trapped on escalator for hours ? power went out!!!

May – Tried to make Kool-Aid…..wrong instructions….8 cups of water won’t fit into those little packets!!!

June – Tried to go water skiing…..couldn’t find a lake with a slope.

July – Lost breast stroke swimming competition…..learned later, the other swimmers cheated, they used their arms!!!

August – Got locked out of my car in rain storm….car swamped because soft-top was open.

September – The capital of California is “C”….isn’t it?

October – Hate M & M’s…..they are so hard to peel.

November – Baked turkey for 4 1/2 days. Instructions said 1 hour per pound – I weigh 108!!

December – Couldn’t call 911…. “duh”….there’s no “eleven” button on the stupid phone!

So many 702s (Long ago term for Air Force Administrative types because their AFSC (Air Force Specialty Code) started with 702.  Just like I was known as a 462, because my AFSC was 462X0 Aircraft Armament Systems Specialist [the X was a space saver for your skill level: 1, 3, 5, 7 or 9].  Anyway, like I was saying, so many 702s would act as Gatekeeper for their bosses.  It gave them a huge feeling of power, but it was usually their stuck up bosses who didn’t want to be disturbed because they were doing something IMPORTANT.
Yeah, right.
But that leads very nicely into…
The AGM-65 Maverick Missile
I used to load these bad boys on the A10 Warthog.

The AGM-65 Maverick is an air-to-ground tactical missile (AGM) designed for close air support. The most widely-produced precision-guided missile in the Western world,^[4] it is effective against a wide range of tactical targets, including armor, air defenses, ships, ground transportation and fuel storage facilities. Originally designed and built by Hughes Missile Systems, development of the AGM-65 spanned from 1966 to 1972, after which it entered service with the United States Air Force in August 1972. Since then, it has been exported to more than 30 countries and is certified on 25 aircraft.^[5] The Maverick served during the Vietnam, Yom Kippur, Iran–Iraq and Gulf Wars, along with other smaller conflicts, destroying enemy forces and installations with varying degrees of success.

Since its introduction into service, numerous Maverick versions had been designed and produced, using electro-optical, laser, charge-coupled device and infra-red guidance systems. The AGM-65 has two types of warhead: one has a contact fuze in the nose, the other has a heavyweight warhead fitted with a delayed-action fuze, which penetrates the target with its kinetic energy before detonating. The Maverick shares the same configuration as Hughes’s AIM-4 Falcon and AIM-54 Phoenix, and measures more than 8 ft (2.4 m) in length and 12 in (30 cm) in diameter.

Yeah, it’s a really nasty S.O.B.  That, honestly, was one of the greatest part of my job…playing with things that went boom!
How about a really cool breakdown of what this thing looks like inside:
And this is the part that I actually did:
And lastly, but certainly not least…
There is a REALLY outstanding video of the A10 in action with a good cut of the AGM 65 Maverick Missile in action.  Kinda loops off of last weeks GAU 8/A
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=OXg6J9upaCg

It could only happen in India

It could only happen in Pakistan

Only in Bangladesh

Only in Japan

In Indonesia

Thailand

Australia

Texas

Hawaii

China

How the game Tetris REALLY works:

What My Parents Taught me

1. My Parents taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE_*.
“If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.”

2. My Parents taught me RELIGION_*.
“You better pray that will come out of the carpet.”

3. My Parents taught me about TIME TRAVEL_*.
“If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”

4. My Parents taught me LOGIC_*.
“Because I said so, that’s why.”

5. My Parents taught me MORE LOGIC_*.
“If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the store with me.”

6. My Parents taught me FORESIGHT_*.
“Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”

7. My Parents taught me IRONY_*.
“Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.”

8. My Parents taught me about the science of OSMOSIS_*.
“Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”

9. My Parents taught me about CONTORTION-ISM_*.
“Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”

10.My Parents taught me about STAMINA_* ..
“You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”

11.My Parents taught me about WEATHER_*.
“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”

12.My Parents taught me about HYPOCRISY_*.
“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times. Don’t exaggerate!”

13.My Parents taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE_*.
“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out..”

14.My Parents taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION_*.
“Stop acting like your father!”

15.My Parents taught me about ENVY_*.
“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.”

16.My Parents taught me about ANTICIPATION_*.
“Just wait until we get home.”

17.My Parents taught me about RECEIVING_*..
“You are going to get it when you get home!”

18.My Parents taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE_*.
“If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.”

19.My Parents taught me _**_ESP_*.
“Put your sweater on; don’t you think I know when you are cold?”

20. My Parents taught me HUMOR_.*
“When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”

21.My Parents taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT_*.
“If you don’t eat your vegetables, you’ll never grow up.”

22.My Parents taught me GENETICS_*.
“You’re just like your father.”

23.*_My Parents taught me about my ROOTS_*.
“Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?”

24.My Parents taught me WISDOM_*.
“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”

And my favorite:

25. My Parents taught me about JUSTICE_*.
“One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!”*

Only you folks my age understand these profound statements!!!
But, there is one missing from this list~~a personal all time favorite!!

*_My Parents taught me about CHOICE_*.
“Do you want me to stop this car?”

 

Paper is not dead…

Well, there were lots of topics for today’s Last Word that I decided to run with three of them that tend to run together…the first story

VA: Vets’ wait time for benefits ‘too long’

Questioned about a growing backlog of veterans’ claims, a top Veteran Affairs official conceded Wednesday that veterans wait “too long” to receive benefits.

“Too many veterans still have to wait too long to get the compensation benefits they earn, and that is unacceptable to us,” said Allison Hickey, Undersecretary for Benefits, during a hearing on Capitol Hill.

Senators pressed officials from the VA on the increase in the number of veterans waiting more than 125 days for their benefits claims to go through.

A recent report from the Center for Investigative Reporting found that since President Obama took office in 2009, the number of veterans waiting more than a year for their benefits has skyrocketed, from 11,000 in 2009 to 245,000 in December 2012, a jump of more than 2,000%.

The VA states the average wait time after a veteran files a claim is 273 days. But for veterans filing their first claim, including Iraq and Afghanistan vets, the wait is up to 327 days, nearly two months longer. In big cities such as New York, veterans could wait for almost two years. CIR analyzed the data obtained from a Freedom of Information Act request.

“When I look at the numbers four years later … it’s not getting better,” Sen. Mark Begich (D-Alaska) stated during the hearing. “I can tell you that the increase in calls in my office are not going down.”

Hickey cited an increase in demand because of the length of the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan and a decision to expand benefits to those suffering from illnesses associated with Agent Orange exposure during the Vietnam War.

“What I will say is the demand has risen, and I will go back to saying we have done a million claims a year,” Hickey said. “These hardworking folks want to do what’s right for their family members.”

The number of claims has increased. In 2001, the VA completed approximately 480,000 claims, in 2002 approximately 796,000 claims and in 2003 around 827,000 claims, according to Vermont Sen. Bernard Sanders, chairman of the Senate Veterans’ Affairs Committee. In 2010, 2011 and 2012, the VA completed more than 1 million claims each year, he said.

Veterans service organizations say filing a claim can be as challenging as filing a complex tax return or defending yourself in a lawsuit. In the meantime, veterans experience hardships.

“Our veterans go through a lot of the same everyday trials and challenges that everyone else does. They have bills to pay. They have mortgages. They have car loans. Many of them are going back to school, and on top of that they have their service-connected disabilities,” said Jay Agg, spokesman for the veterans service group AMVETS. “So having to wait months, years for their benefits to which they’re entitled is very frustrating, and it’s just compounded when they have to deal with all these other challenges.”

I’ve added the highlighted area.  Even though I agree that this has happened since Mr. Obama stole the presidency, I believe the main problem is that we are involved in more wars, more men and women are being wounded, and the staffing of the VA has not been increased to respond.  As it stands now, the VA is exempt from the ravages of furloughs, but it could only be a matter of time.  Then what’s to be come of our heroes and their wounds and disabilities?

Next, is part of an article that is titled:

Email tells feds to make sequester as painful as promised

See the entire article: click HERE

Announcement of the decision — made in an email from the White House Visitors Office — came hours after The Washington Times reported on another administration email that seemed to show at least one agency has been instructed to make sure the cuts are as painful as President Obama promised they would be.

In the internal email, Animal and Plant Health Inspection Service officialCharles Brown said he asked if he could try to spread out the sequester cuts in his region to minimize the impact, and he said he was told not to do anything that would lessen the dire impacts Congress had been warned of.

“We have gone on record with a notification to Congress and whoever else that ‘APHIS would eliminate assistance to producers in 24 states in managing wildlife damage to the aquaculture industry, unless they provide funding to cover the costs.’ So it is our opinion that however you manage that reduction, you need to make sure you are not contradicting what we said the impact would be,” Mr. Brown, in the internal email, said his superiors told him.

Okay, now that’s just wrong.  Being told NOT to make it as easy as possible, but instead to make it as dire as we’ve been told it would be.  At the VERY LEAST that is manipulation and borders on Treason.  And smacks of big brother knowing what’s better for us than we do and that if we’re going to be punished, we’re going to go through ALL the punishment so that we will learn our lessons.
I’m really really tired of someone else telling me what’s right for me.
Which leads me right into someone finally slapping one of the big brothers right in the puss.  That it happens to be the Mayor of New York, Michael Bloomberg only makes it that much sweeter!
And again, you can read the entire article: click HERE

Judge blocks New York City large-soda ban, Mayor Bloomberg vows fight

(Reuters) – New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg vowed on Monday to appeal a judge’s ruling that struck down his pioneering ban on large sugary drinks sold by the city’s restaurants, movie theaters and other food service businesses just a day before it was to take effect.

The judge called the ban “arbitrary and capricious” in an 11th-hour decision that dealt a serious blow to Bloomberg, who has made public health a cornerstone of his administration, with laws prohibiting smoking in restaurants, bars and parks; banning trans fats; and requiring chain restaurants to post calorie counts.

At a press conference, Bloomberg said the judge’s ruling was “totally in error” and promised to keep pressing his effort to combat a growing obesity epidemic linked to heart disease and diabetes. He has successfully fought off past court challenges to the smoking ban and the calorie count rule.

This one has always irked me.  How dare ANYONE tell me what size drinks I can purchase.  To have a judge call it “arbitrary and capricious” would be the same as Dragon Laffs calling it a pretty dumb-ass idea.
Mayor Bloomberg, you’ve been served!

Campers, I can’t emphasize enough, that these articles we show you week after week can’t be ignored or listed as isolated incidents.  If that were the case, we wouldn’t have to pick and choose each week as to which ones we have to choose from.  This is going to end badly.  And it’s going to be up to us, those of us who are left, to put it all back together again.
Our first chance is going to be the 2014 mid-term elections, if we can take control of the house and the senate, then we might be able to castrate this administration…I hesitate to say before it is too late, because it might already be.

La Fheile Padraig!  La Fheile Padraig! <throat clearing noises heard.> 

Sorry I forgot most of you don’t understand the language me and God speak!  I was exclaiming St. Patrick’s Day! “in the Irish”.

‘Tis but 4 short days away ta be sure! The greatest day of the year if you are lucky enough to have been born Irish! 

St. Patrick’s Day is a great excuse to party, whether you are Irish or not. Though the holiday began as a Catholic feast day, it’s become a secular celebration of Irish culture.

Named after St. Patrick, who lived in the fifth century AD, St. Patrick’s Day is a public holiday in Ireland.

Tis a beautiful sight mine eyes do behold, rainbows everywhere with fairies delight, as pots of gold twinkle in the light.

‘Twas Guinness, Bushnell’s, Killian’s and Jameson too,  ah….for the love of the wonderful brew.

Now it is time to celebrate what it is that best we do.

What? Yes I KNOW I’m a wee jumpin’ the gun, but it falls on a Sunday, beside like as not Impish will be working the weekend anyhow- and for bloody free thanks to the Sequester!.

Between you and I ‘twas a lesson I learned last year about trustin’ the likes of a Dragon ta do right by an Irish holiday.

Now, I’ll nay say he did a bad job at it, but he DID say a few things I took exception to.  So while I thank him kindly for the teachable moment, ‘tis myself that will be handling the St Paddy’s Day honors from here on out.

 Because after all….

Too bloody right!

That’s nay just any cuppa folks…tis an Erin Go Braghaccino ta be sure!

1 1/2 ounces Irish whiskey (don’t be wasting the good stuff on this ya can’t bloody well savor it over the coffee)
1 1/2 ounces Irish cream liqueur
1 teaspoon brown sugar
2 to 4 tablespoons whipped heavy cream frothed

And 1 cup of coffee

Repeat until either you’re wired or think your Irish.  Then go River Dance in front of the Restroom Door of your gender while waiting your turn to let all that coffee back out!

If you are a fan of Irish Coffee, and who isn’t, you can thank Daveina Davidson, the head chef at Foynes, County Limerick. Foynes’ port was the precursor to Shannon International Airport

 

For most of you under endowed and a certain Dragon that would be accomplished more like this:

I’ll be after paying ya back for your running me over with a Soccer Mom’s van in your last issue in my next issue Impish! Don’t think I’ve forgotten, nor have be feline friends! Speaking of whom…

 

Time for Our First Musical Intermission!

Sorry there Bing uld sod but I’ve found a (IMHO) better singer/version of the song!

 

Speakin’ o’ da ‘Gettin’ Jiggy With It’  ‘tis a wee important question ta be asking o’ all the lassie readers:

Limited time offer. Some (age) restrictions apply. 

Google Gets An Absurd Patent For Its “Google Doodles”

If you needed any more proof that the U.S. patent system is totally out of control, here it is: after ten years of lobbying, Google was granted a patent on Google Doodles this morning. [actually ‘today’ was March 22, 2011]

Doodles are the customized version of the Google logo that the company puts on its home page to celebrate holidays and other events. As the patent application explains, examples include “a company logo is modified with a voter’s button for Election Day” or  “modified with an animated character for the Olympics.

Here are a few of me favs from years past

It all started with St. Patrick’s Day in 2000.

St. Patrick’s Day 2012

Be sure to check out Google’s homepage on Sunday to see this years St Patrick’s Day Google Doodle!

IT’S OK IF YOU DISAGREE WITH ME.

I understand I can’t force you to be right!

My Lazy Shot Gun

Today I swung my front door wide open and placed my Stevens 320 right in the doorway. I gave it 6 shells, and noticing that it had no legs, even placed it in my wheelchair to help it get around. I then left it alone and went about my business…

While I was gone, the mailman delivered my mail, the neighbor boy across the street mowed the yard, a girl walked her dog down the street, and quite a few cars stopped at the stop sign right in front of our house. After about an hour, I checked on the gun. It was still sitting there in the wheelchair, right where I had left it.

It hadn’t rolled itself outside. It certainly hadn’t killed anyone, even with the numerous opportunities it had been presented to do so. In fact, it hadn’t even loaded itself. Well you can imagine my surprise, with all the media hype about how dangerous guns are and how they kill people.

Either the media is wrong, and it’s the misuse of guns by PEOPLE that kills people, or I’m in possession of the laziest gun in the world. Alright, well I’m off to check on my spoons. I hear they’re making people fat.

And for those of you who cannot see the truth, logic or humor behind this comment, ‘tis but one thing I’ve ta  be sayin’ ta the like o’ ya-

Did you know that the very first St. Patrick’s Day Parade in New York City was in 1762?  It was held on lower Broadway by a band of homesick Irish ex-patriots and Irish military who served with the British Army stationed in the American colonies.   While marching they decided to march right into the local tavern! Tis the truth, no Blarney here!

The very first St. Patrick’s Day parade was not in Ireland. It was in Boston in 1737.

Over 100 US cities hold a parade every year. Some of the other biggest St. Patrick’s Day parades are in Chicago, Illinois and Savannah, Georgia.

In 1948 President Truman became the first president to attend a St. Patrick’s Day parade.

Questioning is the door of knowledge. Old Irish proverb

What should you do if you catch a leprechaun? How do you take advantage of that lucky four-leaf shamrock? Test your knowledge of the Emerald Isle with these fun facts and silly superstitions about Saint Patrick and his adopted country.

Take the Ireland Trivia Quiz!

Before you inquire I did miss ONE question.

Speaking o interventions and the things leading up ta one, I think its time for a wee drop o’ the creatur.

Roger would ye be so kind has to pass the jar of whiskey ya be hiding o’er there?

 

  The word whisky (or whiskey) is an anglicisation of the Gaelic word uisce|uisge meaning water. Distilled alcohol was known in Latin as aqua vitae = “water of life”. This was translated to Gaelic as Irish: uisce beatha and Scottish Gaelic: uisge beatha = “lively water” or “water of life”. Early forms of the word in English included uskebeaghe (1581), usquebaugh (1610), usquebath (1621), usquebae (1715)

The art of distillation spread to Scotland and Ireland no later than the 15th century, as did the common European practice of distilling ‘Aqua Vitae’ or spirit alcohol primarily for medicinal purposes.^[8] The practice of medicinal distillation eventually passed from a monastic setting to the secular via professional medical practitioners of the time, The Guild of Surgeon Barbers. In the Irish Annals of Clonmacnoise in 1405, the first written record of whisky attributes the death of a chieftain to “taking a surfeit of aqua vitae” at Christmas.  In Scotland, the first evidence of whisky production comes from an entry in the Exchequer Rolls for 1494 where malt is sent “To Friar John Cor, by order of the king, to make aquavitae”, enough to make about 500 bottles.

James IV of Scotland (r. 1488–1513) reportedly had a great liking for Scotch whisky, and in 1506 the town of Dundee purchased a large amount of whisky from the Guild of Surgeon Barbers, which held the monopoly on production at the time. Between 1536 and 1541, King Henry VIII of England dissolved the monasteries, sending their monks out into the general public. Whisky production moved out of a monastic setting and into personal homes and farms as newly independent monks needed to find a way to earn money for themselves.

Old Bushmills Distillery, County Antrim

The distillation process was still in its infancy; whisky itself was not allowed to age, and as a result tasted very raw and brutal compared to today’s versions. Renaissance-era whisky was also very potent and not diluted. Over time whisky evolved into a much smoother drink.

With a license to distil Irish whiskey from 1608, the Old Bushmills Distillery in the north coast of Ireland is the oldest licensed whiskey distillery in the world.  ^{[This also just happens to be your favorite Leprechaun’s favorite brand of Irish Whiskey!]}

To celebrate St. Patrick’s Day, 110 million people will celebrate the day by wearing green, making an Irish-inspired meal, or going out to celebrate.

There are 33.7 million U.S. residents who are of Irish ancestry. That number is almost nine times the population of Ireland itself.

15 million cards are exchanged on St. Patrick’s Day. 10% of all St Patrick’s Day cards are sold in New York.

19 Presidents of the United States proudly claim Irish heritage—including our first President, George Washington.

And here you all thought he was called Lucky because of his Lucky Charms Cereal deal!  You wouldn’t believe the number of wimmen he picked up with that ‘magically delicious’ line even before the cereal came out!

 

There once was a lady from Worchester
Who dreamt that a man had seduced her
She awoke with a scream To find was a dream
And a bump in the mattress had goosed her.

They will pass out free condoms, you know,
But not sex toys for women, and so If a dildo’s desired,
It can sure be acquired,
But you’ll need to use cash called dil-dough.

A few more clever but non-poetic words from our Poet Laurite Diaman-

BARBERS do it with shear pleasure.
BARTENDERS do it on the rocks.
BEER DRINKERS get more head.
BICYCLISTS do it with 10 speeds.
BOWLERS have bigger balls.

COWBOYS handle anything horny.
COWGIRLS like to ride bareback.
CRANE OPERATORS have swinging balls.
DANCERS do it in leaps and bounds.
DEER HUNTERS will do anything for a buck.

ASTRONOMERS do it with Uranus.
ATTORNEYS do it in their briefs.
BAKERS knead it daily.
BABYSITTERS charge by the hour.
BOOKKEEPERS prefer double entry.

Ok I’ve had a very good question asked of me relating to St Patrick’s Day.

Apparently an inquiring mind wants to know why I am so steadfast against green beer that I refuse to even be in a place that is serving it on St Patrick’s Day.

First of all on the most obvious level its a chemical agent and we need to be eating less dyes which give our kidneys and liver problems already, especially on a day when we’re planning on over taxing them as it is.

Secondly, IMHO it’s alcohol abuse! While it might be a taste improvement to things like Budwater and Miller-so-light-there-is-no-taste, (I can’t say for sure because I’ll die of thirst before drinking either) By adding it to a proper pint of Irish Beer, Bitters, or Ale you screw up the carefully crafted flavor & taste of the beverage because dye has a flavor.

Thirdly as to where they obtain that green beer, as a Leprechaun I am painfully aware of the truth behind how its obtained:

and finally, the combination of green food dye and beer can have a dangerous side effect on many drunken revelers mind which is a wholly unpleasant mood spoiling event for the rest of us. They become deluded drunks you imagine themselves capable of taking on all comers and resembling this in appearance:

now you might be thinking, ‘”well that’s not really so bad Lethal, you’re being a wee bit of a whiner about this green beer issue.” The thing is the worst part of this transformation occurs after they sober back up and you’re left confronting something that looks like this:

Are ya better understanding my problem with noxious green beer NOW folks? There is a far simpler way of ‘getting your green on’ or enhancing your Irishness if you’re feeling its a wee bit low. I myself living amongst the least Irish of ya possible to find in the U.S., without traveling to that Mystical Land of Liberals- California, have even resorted to recharging my Irish this way a time or two:

I have to say while a wee embarrassing to ask for, they work far better far faster and are FAR LESS embarrassing than doing something like this to prove you’re Irish:

Now let us have another fine Irish Music interlude. I have to agree with the three gents THIS IS the way this song is best sung. Unfortunately it’s also the one you most often here being hideously and painfully murdered by green beer swillers anxious to prove their Irishness (if only for a few short hours) on St Patrick’s Day

 

History

To begin with, Danny Boy is one of over 100 songs composed to the same tune. The author was an English lawyer, Frederic Edward Weatherly (1848-1929), who was also a songwriter and radio entertainer. In 1910 he wrote the words and music for an unsuccessful song he called Danny Boy. In 1912 his sister-in-law in America sent him a tune called the Londonderry Air (or possibly something else, as discussed in Section 3), which he had never heard before. He immediately noticed that the melody was perfectly fitted to his Danny Boy lyrics, and published a revised version of the song in 1913. As far as is known, Weatherly never set foot in Ireland

Weatherly gave the song to the vocalist Elsie Griffin, who made it one of the most popular songs in the new century; and, in 1915, Ernestine Schumann-Heink produced the first recording of “Danny Boy”.

Jane Ross of Limavady is credited with collecting the melody of “Londonderry Air” in the mid-19th century from a local fiddle player.

Usage

“Danny Boy” is considered to be an unofficial signature song and anthem, particularly by Irish Americans and Irish Canadians.

The song is popular for funerals; but, as it is not liturgical, its suitability as a funeral song is sometimes contested. In 1928, Weatherly himself suggested that the second verse would provide a fitting requiem for the actress Ellen Terry.

Meaning

There are various theories as to the true meaning of “Danny Boy”.^[5] Some listeners have interpreted the song to be a message from a parent to a son going off to war or leaving as part of the Irish diaspora. The 1918 version of the sheet music included alternative lyrics (“Eily Dear”), with the instructions that “when sung by a man, the words in italic should be used; the song then becomes “Eily Dear”, so that “Danny Boy” is only to be sung by a lady”. In spite of this, it is unclear whether this was Weatherly’s intent.

Lyrics

(There are a number of variations on these lyrics.)

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer’s gone, and all the flow’rs are dying
‘Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow
‘Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
I pray you’ll find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an “Ave” there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warm and sweeter be
And then you’ll kneel and whisper that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

or I’ll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

or And I shall rest in peace until you come to me.

or Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you so.

 

 

Baptizing an Irishman

An Irishman, is stumbling through the woods, totally drunk, when he
Comes upon a preacher baptizing people in the river.
He proceeds to walk into the water and subsequently bumps into the preacher.
The preacher turns around and is almost overcome by the smell of
Alcohol, whereupon he asks the drunk,
‘Are you ready to find Jesus?’
The drunk shouts, ‘Yes, oi am.’
So the preacher grabs him and dunks him in the water.
He pulls him up and asks the drunk, ‘Brother have you found Jesus?’
The drunk replies, ‘No, oi haven’t found Jesus.’
The preacher shocked at the answer, dunks him into the water again for
A little longer.
He again pulls him out of the water and asks again, ‘Have you found
Jesus me brother?’
The drunk again answers, ‘No,oi I haven’t found Jesus.’
By this time the preacher is at his wits end and dunks the drunk in
The water again —
But this time holds him down for about 30 seconds and when he begins
Kicking his arms and legs he pulls him up.
The preacher again asks the drunk, ‘For the love of God have you found Jesus?’

 

(Are you ready for this????)

 

The drunk wipes his eyes and catches his breath and says to the
Preacher, ‘Are you sure dis is where he fell in?’

 

Irish Coffee Cupcakes

These are definitely an adult St. Patrick’s Day treat. There is plenty of Bailey’s in the frosting and a nice splash of whiskey in the glaze. The flavors are perfect. The only thing I would do differently next time is use espresso in place of the coffee. These make a great presentation at a St. Patrick’s Day party. I’m sharing them early in the week so you can plan ahead. Enjoy!

  

 

Irish Coffee Cupcakes adapted from Ready for Dessert
Makes: 18 cupcakes

For the Cupcakes

1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 tsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1 cup brewed coffee
6 Tbs. unsweetened Dutch-process cocoa powder
1/2 cup unsalted butter, cut into pieces, at room temperature
1 1/4 cups packed light brown sugar
2 large eggs, at room temperature
2 tsp. vanilla extract

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Line one12-cup  and one 6-cup muffin tin with cupcake liners.
Sift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt.
In a medium saucepan, heat the coffee until almost boiling. Remove from the heat and whisk in the cocoa until dissolved, then add the butter, stirring until melted. Whisk in the brown sugar and let cool until tepid. Whisk in the eggs and vanilla, then stir in the flour mixture, mixing just until incorporated. Don’t over mix.

Divide the batter equally among the cupcake liners, each well will only be half full. Bake until the cupcakes feel just set in the center, 16-18 minutes. Let cool completely.

For the Frosting

8 ounce package cream cheese, at room temperature
1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, at room temperature
1 cup powdered sugar
3 tablespoons Irish cream liqueur, such as Bailey’s Irish Cream

In a stand mixer fitted with the paddle attachment beat together the cream cheese, butter, and powdered sugar until smooth. Beat in the Irish cream liqueur.

Pipe frosting on top of cupcakes using a pastry bag or spread on with a spatula. You want a nice thick layer. Place cupcakes in the refrigerator while making the glaze. This will make them easier to dip.

For the glaze

8 ounces bittersweet or semisweet chocolate, chopped
1/2 cup heavy cream
1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon light corn syrup
4 tablespoons whiskey

Melt the chocolate with the cream and corn syrup in a small saucepan over low heat, stirring until smooth. Remove from the heat and stir in the whiskey.

Dip the tops of the frosted cupcakes in the glaze right to the edge of the cupcake paper, let excess glaze drip off before turning upright. Let cool, right side up, until the glaze is firm. Store cupcakes in the refrigerator, remove and bring to room temperature (about 30 minutes) before serving. This recipe makes more glaze than you need, but makes it easier to dunk the tops of the cupcakes. Store remaining glaze in the refrigerator, it will form a whiskey ganache that can be used later as a hot fudge ice cream topping by slowly heating or added to hot milk for a whiskey hot chocolate.

 

Dublin Coddle

Dublin coddle is considered one of Ireland’s national dishes. But like many of Ireland’s great foods, it is rich in fat.

Traditionally made with both bacon and sausage to flavor a base of potatoes and onions, Dublin coddle is an insanely good one-dish meal. And it would be a great choice for St. Patrick’s Day. Especially this more diet healthy version.

Dublin Coddle

2 tablespoons canola or vegetable oil

6 ounces Canadian bacon, chopped

10 ounces chicken sausages (any variety), sliced into 1-inch-thick diagonal slices

2 large yellow onions, sliced

3 cloves garlic, chopped

2 tablespoons chopped fresh sage

2 tablespoons chopped fresh thyme

3 tablespoons chopped parsley

2 large russet potatoes, cut into thick slices

1 large sweet potato, cut into thick slices

2 carrots, cut into 1-inch chunks

2 apples, cut into 1-inch chunks

1 cup apple cider

1 cup chicken stock

Salt and ground black pepper

DIRECTIONS: In a large Dutch oven over medium-high, heat the oil. Add the Canadian bacon and saute until lightly browned, 3 to 4 minutes. Using a slotted spoon, transfer the bacon to a small bowl. Add the sausage to the pan and brown the slices on both sides, about 3 to 4 minutes per side. Transfer the sausage to the bowl of bacon. Add the onions and garlic to the pan, then sauté for 7 to 8 minutes, or until they begin to brown. Stir in the sage, thyme and parsley. Add the russet and sweet potatoes, carrots, apples and reserved meat. Pour the apple cider and chicken stock over everything. Cover and set over medium-low heat. Cook until the vegetables and potatoes are very tender, about 1 to 1-1/2 hours. Season with salt and pepper.

Makes 6 servings.

Nutrition information per serving (values are rounded to the nearest whole number): 340 calories; 90 calories from fat (26 percent of total calories); 10 g fat (2 g saturated; 0 g trans fats); 35 mg cholesterol; 49 g carbohydrate; 15 g protein; 5 g fiber; 670 mg sodium.

 

Leprechaun Balls 

These are WAY better than Alec Baldwin’s ‘Schweddy Balls’ I promise! I’m fact I’ll go so far as to say “They’re Magically Delicious!”

This St. Patrick’s Day dessert is only for the grown-ups. Leprechaun Balls have both Irish whiskey and Bailey’s in them (and you know this combo makes a powerful nightcap called a Celtic Dream). Four or five of these will roughly equal a shot, so overindulgence could certainly make you plastered.

Too many of these alcoholic little green dessert treats, and you might end out kissing more than a Blarney Stone, this Saint Patrick’s Day…lol. 

Ingredients

•box of vanilla wafers
•½ cup Baileys
•¼ cup Irish Whiskey
•2 tsp. cocoa powder
•white chocolate + green food coloring (or green candy melts)
•*optional holiday candy sprinkles

Instructions

1. Crush the vanilla wafers in food processor (or in a plastic bag)

2. Separate the crushed wafers ⅔ in one bowl, ⅓ in another.

3. Add cocoa powder to smaller portion.

4. Pour Bailey’s into the larger portion of wafers, and mix thoroughly.

5. Pour Irish whiskey into the cocoa & wafer mixture. Mix well.

6. Make small (approx. ½ tsp size) balls from the whiskey blend.

7. Take a scoop of the Bailey’s mixture into the palm of your hand and press with fingers of your other hand to flatten out.

8. Put a whiskey ball in center, and wrap the flattened Bailey’s mix around it. Top with a little more of the Bailey’s mix to cover, then roll between palms to form a ball. Repeat.

9. Melt the candy melts or white chocolate (add a few drops of green food coloring if you like).

10. Use chopsticks (or pop sticks) to dip the balls to coat. (Roll in sprinkles while still a bit warm if you choose)

11. Allow to cool on the sticks, or place on waxed paper.

Notes: Approx 4-5 of these will equal a shot. [This will be important to keep in mind if you enjoy them with a cuppa Erin Go Braghaccino]

The Leprechaun Balls can also easily be popped on a stick, if you prefer. [Flat plastic coffee stirrers cut in 1/2 lengthwise are ideal. If you’ve a problem with them staying in use a dot of the chocolate dip as a glue and let them set a few minutes]

 

 

So to most of the world Irishmen have a reputation for being hard drinkers, any the brunt of more than a few jokes. Who do the Irish then use and the brunt of thier jokes and claim drink to excess more often then they? Simple. The Scotsman, whom the Irish claim to have been playing pranks on for centuries! Here’s a wee song ta prove me point.

 

 

The Meaning of the Shamrock

By: Alice Langholt

The meaning of the shamrock clover ranges from religious to rebellious. 

The Shamrock in Early Ireland
The farmers who toiled on the hard Irish countryside had a deep love for shamrocks. This member of the clover family was a favorite food for livestock. Shamrock is a weed that grows quickly and is very difficult to eradicate. Farmers could let their animals eat as much as they wanted, safe in the knowledge that the shamrocks would grow back.

Religious Shamrock Representations
The three-leaf clover was adapted by the Druids for their Celtic religion. They used shamrocks for medicinal purposes and believed they could foretell the weather and keep evil spirits at bay. The number three has religious meaning in Celtic as well as Christian religions.

During the fifth century, St. Patrick adopted the shamrock as a religious symbol, noting that the three leaves represented the Holy Trinity of Christianity. As St. Patrick worked to spread Christian doctrine across Ireland, the shamrock became a symbol of his work. He was so loved that St. Patrick’s Day was named for him, although the religious connotations of the shamrock in the holiday celebration have mostly been forgotten.

Political Shamrock Representation
Between 1837 and 1901, during the reign of Queen Victoria, the Irish became subject to British rule. England attempted to outlaw the Catholic faith in favor of the Protestant and Anglican churches. Catholics continued to worship secretly, using the shamrock as a symbol of rebellion and to identify themselves to each other. This gave rise to the phrase, “Wearing of the Green.” Wearing a shamrock was no small offense; those found wearing shamrocks were subject to arrest and death by hanging.

Modern Shamrock Symbolism
Ireland has adopted the shamrock as a national symbol. It can be found on stamps, sports emblems, national crests and government buildings. The shamrock simply represents Ireland; on St. Patrick’s Day, the shamrock can be seen all over, worn by Irish and non-Irish citizens alike. 

Okay Bing, ‘tis a proper Irish gentleman you’ve been for this entire issue. You nae think I’d forget or leave you out of a St Padriag’s Day observance totally did ya now? Get on in here and give is a wee bit o’ a send off. Nothing too rowdy now! Eh wuts that? Oh THAT one? That would be grand!

Bing Crosby: Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral (Thats An Irish Lullaby)

 

Lethal here folks-

Just cleaning up a lose end behind Impish who has the financial survival of his family foremost on his mind because to the Political Stupidity known as the Sequester. On top of the nearly 30% pay loss the poor dragon has suffered now he’s going to lose an hours sleep besides! I purposely didn’t remind him of this during the week because with his sporadic Internet and them the Thursday loss of the entire issue he had so far for today, well lets just say that even I have a limit to how much teasing and torment I’ll allow to be inflicted on my friend before coming to his aid &/or defense.

Yup, back to getting up when its dark, but at least you’ might be getting home when its light(er) now. A question from the back of the room? No. Sorry, no additional allotments of coffee will be issued for this change. A follow up question? Again no. You most definitely do not have to like it, you simply have to shut up soldier on and do it like the rest of us.

Now if you all will excuse me I have to be going before Impish learns I’m in the building…seems he’s a wee hacked off over the redecoration of the place into something more peaceful serene and Spring like”! Can you believe it??!!

He actually seems to think it has something to do with St Patrick’s Day coming up. I just thought it was time for some greenery around here instead of all the stark frozen white of winter and couldn’t think of a place more green than the one known as ‘The Emerald Isle’. All I was trying to do was brighten the place up hoping some of it might rub off on his rather curmudgeonly & cross mood. This place is only large enough for ONE curmudgeon and that ME! Impish needs a part time gig to make up his wages he’ll have to find another angle this one is taken!

Okay, so what the heck is going on?  Where in the world did all this GREEN come from?  Everything is green and gold and bushy and hilly and European, and … and … FRIGGIN’ IRISH!!!
I’ve been kidnapped and taken to friggin’ Ireland!!
Holy Leprechaun!
Oh!
Wait!
Speaking of Leprechauns….
”LETHAL!!!”
Where are you, hiding?  I know you’re here somewhere!
I know you’re responsible!
When I went to bed Wednesday, this is what it looked like:
And when I wake up after a short nap of 30 or 40 hours it looks like this:
And this:
AND FRIGGIN’ THIS:
And Lethal,
What The Hell Is This!!!???
Dude, it looks like a damn brick outhouse!
What the hell am I doing here????
What?
It’s not Ireland?
Terrance!  Get your ass in here right now!
Terrance Troll, you tell me right this second what’s….
It is?
He did?
He redecorated the entire corporate headquarters for what?
St. Patrick’s Day?
Really?  Isn’t that some time in June?
Really?  March 17th?
He must REALLY be planning something big this year if he’s already got the place decorated.  How in the world are we supposed to get any work done with the place looking like a friggin’ forest?
No, Terrance, I’m not going to do like usual and give all my work to you!  Smart Ass!  Get back out in the outer office and do the personal assistant stuff you’re SUPPOSED to be doing.

Campers, while I try to figure out what’s going on around here, why don’t you guys press on without me and start laffing!

What an Ass!

Let’s start right out with this great joke from my Dad.  Thanks Dad!

One very cold winter’s morning, my wife texted me:
”Windows frozen, won’t open.”
I texted her back:
”Gently pour some lukewarm water over it.”
Wife texts me back five minutes later:
”Computer really screwed up now.”

How about a new section called … wait for it … Toys I Used To Play With.  Now, before you get the wrong idea and think of
I’m talking about the GAU 8/A Avenger!
This AWESOME Gatling type cannon is a 30 mm hydraulically-driven seven-barrel weapon that is typically mounted to the U.S. Air Force’s Fairchild Republic A10 Thunderbolt II. (Lovingly called by all her maintainers as the Warthog)
This aircraft was specifically built to house this gun and to kill tanks.
How about a short video of this bad boy in action:

And here is a great picture that I found on the internet (no, it’s not me, nor anyone that I know) showing the difference in size between a 30 mm round and a 20 mm.

I won’t bore you with all the details, but if you wish to learn more, you can google either the A10 Thunderbolt II or the Gau 8/a Avenger.
This was one of my favorite toys to play with.

My Doctor, Dr. Lethal Leprechaun, Doctor of Quackary:

Let me tell you about my doctor . He’s very good! If you tell him you
want a second opinion, He’ll go out and come in again .
~~~~~
He treated one woman for yellow jaundice for three years before he realized she was Chinese.
~~~~~
Another time, he gave a patient six months to live.
At the end of the six months, the patient hadn’t paid his bill,
so, the doctor gave him another six months .
~~~~~
While he was talking to me, his nurse came in and said,
“Doctor, there is a man here who thinks he’s invisible.”
The doctor said “Tell him I can’t see him.”
~~~~~
Another time, a man came running in the office and yelled,
“Doctor, doctor! – my son just swallowed a roll of film!”
The doctor calmly replied, “Well let’s just wait and see what develops.”
~~~~~
One patient came in and said,
“Doctor, I have a serious memory problem.”
The doctor asked, “When did it start?”
The man replied, “When did what start?”
~~~~~
I remember one time I told my doctor
I had a ringing in my ears. His advice:
“Don’t answer it.”
~~~~~
My doctor sure has his share of nut cases.
One said to him, “Doctor, I think I’m a bell.”
The doctor gave him some pills and said,
“Here, take these – if they don’t work, give me a ring.”
~~~~~
Another guy told the doctor that he thought
he was a deck of cards. The doctor simply said,
“Go sit over there. I’ll deal with you later.”
~~~~~
When I told my doctor I broke my leg in two places,
He told me to stop going to those places.
~~~~~
You know, doctors can be so frustrating.
You wait a month and a half for an appointment,
then he says, “I wish you had come to me sooner.”

Another great picture of one of us wonderful dragons in the wild

 

 

The Biggest Lie Ever:
”I have read and agree to the terms of use.”

The Biggest Joke Ever:
”Computers and mobile devices were invented to save our time.”


Here’s a really good one.  I wonder how it’s still on the net?

When Lethal Leprechaun plays dress up with his kitties, he really goes all out.

I’m sorry kitty, Molly is going to make sure that Lethal takes them back from you.  She needs them for work.

I have the same problem every morning when I look in the mirror to shave.

Lethal’s other kitties doing a little redecorating.













It seems to be easy for SOME of us to get a decent job

Well, if THAT’S the case, this one can’t be one of Lethal’s…

Welcome back to our dear camper and self styled #1 Dragonette, Diaman and these truly
Puny Puns!  Thanks Diaman!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Illinois Congressman Jesse Jackson Jr. faces sentencing

 

Washington Post’s Bob Woodward wrote that President

 

I’m not going to use my usual color and font for this essay because I think that the subject matter is too important to appear flippant in any way or manner.  It could reasonably be assumed, by anyone who’s ever been in a supervisory or leadership position, that the adage, “Lead By Example” is one of the basic tenants of good leadership and integrity.  But, it seems more like our country’s leadership is more likely following the lame “Do as I say, not as I do” bullshit excuse.

For example, The White House, OUR House, is closed for public tours, because of the Sequester and the Furloughs.  What a petty, purely political move THAT is!  But, Obama, the head ass himself, shows his integrity and leadership by spending an estimated one million dollars for a golf outing with in Florida with Tiger Woods!  It has been said (see article here) that that trip ALONE would have paid for public tours of the White House for the rest of the year! 

Gohmert referenced press reports pegging the cost of a recent Florida golf outing Obama took with Tiger Woods at $1 million. He also cited press reports saying 341 federal workers could have been spared furloughs if Obama had stayed home.

“The president’s travel expenses alone, for the golfing outing with Tiger Woods, would pay for a year of White House visits,” Fox News contributor Charles Krauthammer said Thursday. “So I suggest that perhaps he curtail the travel.”

This one hits close to home as one of my co-workers, and fellow camper, was supposed to accompany his children on a class trip to Washington D.C. centered around a tour of the White House.  Another of the affected classrooms showed their annoyance this way:
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=606520162694810&set=vb.189592561119149&type=2&theater

Not to mention that Mrs. Obastard is traveling all over the country, appearing on TV and one of the Obastard brats used Secret Service assets to go to a dinner party in New York.  Why the hell does his 14 year old get to go to New York city to a restaurant with a bunch of her friends on MY dime when I have to consider if I have to lose so much of my pay through these furloughs whether I am going to buy food this pay day or buy medicine to keep us alive?

Can’t the leadership of our country even pretend to care?
Nope, even fucking congress voted themselves exempt from any of these cuts, while also passing a bill that says that any of their brats who incur student loan debts will be forgiven those debts.  Who the hell do they think is going to pay for that?
Oh yeah…
US!!!!

This is going to keep on as long as we let it.
We need to vote these self-centered, egotistical, entitlement minded leeches out of office.
All they are is laughing at all of us.
It has to stop now.
It has to be stopped by us.
Before it’s too late…

if it isn’t already.

Lethal here with a Special Announcement Cyber Security Warning hot off my RSS feeds! You can ignore this at your own peril but I felt it was SO important as to warrant my taking time out to create this CYBER SECURITY ALERT!

A ‘Microsoft’ email you should avoid at all costs!

By now, you’re no stranger to phishing emails. These are scam emails that look like they’re from legitimate companies or people. However, they’re really from hackers trying to trick you into opening a malicious attachment or visiting a malicious website.

An email making the rounds today is no exception. This one, which has the subject line “Security,” claims to be from the Microsoft Digital Crimes Unit, which is a real division of Microsoft. The email even includes the real Microsoft and Microsoft Digital Crimes Unit logos.

The body of the email tells you that you need to validate your email address with the Digital Crimes Unit to receive the latest security updates from Microsoft. To do this, so it says, you have to download and run the email attachment called Microsoft_STF_install.zip.

Of course, if you do download and run the attachment, you’re installing a virus on your system. This will open up your computer to hacker control and other malware. So, don’t do it!

The rules to avoid being tricked by email like this are simple:

• Don’t click on links or download attachments in email from people you don’t know.
• Don’t click on links or download attachments in email from people you DO know if it looks fishy (or phishy in this case). It’s best to verify with the person who sent it.
In this case, Microsoft performs all updates through Windows Update. It will never send you an attachment to download and install.
• Don’t click on links in Facebook that look out of character for the person posting them – or that promise something out of character for Facebook.
• Don’t click on links or download attachments in email from companies, even ones you do business with. Visit the company’s site manually or give them a call.
• Don’t visit shady websites. Especially don’t give them personal information or download files from them.