Thoughts On A Sunday

It was a nice weekend weather-wise, allowing us to attend to stacking the last of the fire wood and moving The Boat moved next to the garage in preparation for winter storage.

BeezleBub had today off and only had to work on school work and his share of the outdoors work. Both of us even managed to watch the Patriots game this evening without having to resort to using the DVR for anything other than replaying a particular play now and then.


It's been a week since we made the change back to Standard Time and it's still throwing us off. At first I thought it was just me having those “It's 4 in the afternoon?!” moments, but I've found everyone is still dealing with it. I don't recall having the effects of the time change lasting quite this long.


Is California destined for bankruptcy? A number of people including California residents Allysia Finley and Victor Davis Hanson think so.

What's telling is reading the comments to both of their pieces and finding a number of other Californians believe it should be allowed to happen because they see it as the only way to restore fiscal sanity to California's government at state and county level. A few opposing the idea keep trying to play the “California pays far more in federal taxes than it gets back” card, using it as justification for the other 49 states to bail out its unsustainable spending. Not one of one of those trying to sell that idea included any mention of slashing government spending. Not one.

California is learning the meaning of Maggie Thatcher's warning: “Socialism works until you run out of other people's money.”


Greg Sullivan tells us about the New Prohibition: No Icky Boys, Please.

The thought of boys actually being boys is anathema to some parents, and the results of their efforts to change the nature of their sons are likely to be highly negative. At worse, they may be condemning them to a mateless life as most women like manly men (all claims otherwise to the contrary), not ambiguously gendered 'men' who avail themselves of the same pampering as women (mani/pedis, facials, hair highlights, waxing, etc). Women (for the most part) are looking for mates, not girlfriends.

(H/T Maggie's Farm)


Is President Barack Obama a malignant narcissist? You be the judge.


Could it be Democrats want to make sure any spending cuts made by the new GOP-majority Congress will be as painful as possible?

If I had to guess, I'd say the answer is an unqualified “Yes.”

I get the impression they want to ensure the American taxpayer receives the maximum amount of pain possible in order to keep as many of their tax-and-spend policies in place as they possibly can.


It sounds like the owner of this upscale grocery store in the South End of Boston has decided to borrow a page from Obama's book by placing the blame for its failure upon their customers.

Or maybe it could be because they were charging too darn much for their food in the midst of a recession. Nah, that can't be it. It must be because their customers were too stupid to realize they needed to spend a lot more for their groceries than they would shopping at the local supermarkets.


I wouldn't mind one of these on the trusty F150!

Maybe we can convince the New Hampshire Department of Safety to do likewise. I'd get one.

(H/T Instapundit)


Kathleen McKinley comments on (and links to) John Stossel's latest jab at affirmative action.

While Stossel's stunt was not original (a number of university students at various schools have tried the same thing over the past few years), he did make his point about affirmative action being inherently racist. Kathleen also offers a story about a friend of her son becoming a victim of affirmative action.


It looks like the voter fraud virus has spread from the general population in Minnesota to the campus of the University of Minnesota.

This from the same folks who managed to get Al Franken 'elected' to the US Senate.

(H/T Pirate's Cove)


Cap'n Teach catches the New York Times committing yet another hypocritical pot-calling-the-kettle-black faux pas.

Their arrogance (or maybe it's a case of short-term memory loss) never ceases to amaze me.


Our favorite Texan in the UK makes some disturbing discoveries in a British grocery store.

Rachel, we hope you'll come home soon!


And that's the news from Lake Winnipesaukee, where the last of our firewood is finally stacked and under cover, The Boat is in its winter storage spot, and where we're still trying to adjust to the 4 months of Standard Time.