Archive for December, 2007

Sex and the Mile High City

Saturday, December 29th, 2007

My fair city, Denver, has topped Forbes magazine’s list of the most lustful cities.

Awww, yeah.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, goodly readers, it’s time to break out the smoking jacket, the Courvoisier, and teach Mrs. WWR something new from my lexicon of hot, hot lovin’.

Or change a diaper.

One of those.

This is the 21st Century, Right?

Saturday, December 29th, 2007

With this new Pope, it’s sometimes hard to tell.

The Pope has ordered his bishops to set up exorcism squads to tackle the rise of Satanism.

Vatican chiefs are concerned at what they see as an increased interest in the occult.

They have introduced courses for priests to combat what they call the most extreme form of “Godlessness.”

Each bishop is to be told to have in his diocese a number of priests trained to fight demonic possession.

Do some of you folks actually believe in this stuff?

Can I politely ask you to, please, join us in the real world?

I suppose we ought to be happy he’s at least not calling for another round of Inquisition good times.

Update: The Vatican is denying the report:

The Vatican is denying reports it plans to install more exorcists around the world so possessed people can get help quickly.

“Pope Benedict XVI has no intention of ordering local bishops to bring in garrisons of exorcists to fight demonic possession,” Vatican spokesman Federico Lombardi told reporters in Rome Friday.

Please note that they still believe demonic possession is real and that exorcism is something more than saying silly things in a dead language. They are still living in the mental Middle Ages.

Quote of the Day

Thursday, December 27th, 2007

That God fella. He’s such a card, poking little girls in the head with screwdrivers.

And Then There Was One

Wednesday, December 26th, 2007

A couple of weeks ago, we had a home invader.

No, not the kind that comes through a window or a door, not without help anyway. This was the viral kind, one that would lay waste to all that fell victim for a good 24-36 hours. The kind that made the contents of your body seek escape from all available orifices, often at the same time. Fun stuff.

First, it struck my wee lad Ewan.

Then it took down the dear Mrs.

Next in line was the wee babby Piers.

Christmas night found my lovely lass Fiona being purged of the day’s dinner goodness.

So, that leaves but one of us standing.

Wish me luck, as there’s a busy few days ahead (not to mention that blogger Rae and her lovely daughters will be spending the night with us tomorrow eve).

Will Smith Loves Hitler!

Wednesday, December 26th, 2007

If you actually thought, without any desire for further context, that Will Smith thought Adolf Hitler was a good person

…well…

I’m not sure how to break this to you…

But I shall try.

You’re a damn idiot.

Even given the creative interpretation spun by the hack writer involved, a human being of at least moderate intelligence would have understood Smith’s point.

That is: bad guys have, in their own minds, a self-proclaimed good reason for what they do.

That doesn’t mean they are good. It doesn’t mean they aren’t bad. It does mean they do a lot of rationalizing, sometimes to the tune of six million lives.

Oh, yes, and it means some of you (given my blog surfing this evening) are – as I said above – damn idiots.

Merry Christmas, Etc

Tuesday, December 25th, 2007

Hope you and yours have a happy holiday!

The Clan WWR has finished opening half of the presents. Now we’re off upstairs to get the turkey in the oven and a beer in my hand. After showers, round two of present opening will commence.

And, lo and behold, we got a white Christmas:



(note – if you’re viewing this after 12/25, the pics above are realtime, so it could be summer for all I know)

Here’s How Babies are Made, Y’all

Thursday, December 20th, 2007

Nickelodeon, in light of the news that Britney Spears’s little sister Jamie Lynn is in the family way, is planning a new show:

NEW YORK (AP) – Nickelodeon is considering a special for its young audience about sex and love following the news that 16-year-old “Zoey 101” star Jamie Lynn Spears is pregnant.

No specifics have been released yet, although it will surely include a Stuckey’s, Boone’s Farm, and the back of a Trans Am.

Tancredo Calls It Quits

Thursday, December 20th, 2007

Colorado’s very own Representative Tom Tancredo is dropping out of his bid for the Presidency:

Rep. Tom Tancredo abandoned his long-shot bid for the Republican presidential nomination Thursday and endorsed Mitt Romney’s candidacy, saying the Massachusetts Republican “can go the distance.”

Tancredo, a Colorado Republican, is a fierce proponent of stricter illegal immigration laws, but his campaign struggled to gain traction with Republican primary voters, despite many naming illegal immigration as a top concern.

Political analysts and armchair politicos will surely be busy through the night evaluating which way all thirty-eight of Tancredo’s supporters may swing the upcoming Republican primaries.

Damn: Reason’s Hit & Run has me beat:

Tom Tancredo has dropped out of the presidential race. He will be replaced by Montezuma Aztlán Calderón, an undocumented worker from Oaxaca who will denounce the Brown Peril for just $3 an hour plus room and board.

Heh.

Paging Michael Landon

Wednesday, December 19th, 2007

Someone’s found the Highway to Heaven:

If you turn to the Bible — Isaiah Chapter 35, Verse 8 — you will see a passage that in part says, “A highway shall be there, and a road, and it shall be called the Highway of Holiness.”

Now, is it possible that this “highway” mentioned in Chapter 35 is actually Interstate 35 that runs through six U.S. states, from southern Texas to northern Minnesota?

No.

Don’t be stupid.

Glad I could help.

We’re Almost Right Back

Wednesday, December 19th, 2007

Hi again.

I’ll be back home and back to the blog sometime on Thursday or Friday.

I traveled to Houston as my uncle / godfather was very ill and not expected to live. And, well, he didn’t.

I might have more to say about that later, once I collect my various thoughts and assemble them into something other than a rambling stream of sadness, anger, and hopefulness.

See you soon.