Outrageous Case Of Statutory Rape In Sarah Palin's Alaska

Another Reason The Neighbors Might Not Like Fort Worth's Big Cheese Rodent Factory

I know if I lived in the Big Cheese Rodent Factory's neighborhood the type scenario so graphically depicted on the left might give me nightmares.

It's almost November.

I wonder how the Big Cheese are doing with their City of Fort Worth ultimatum to quit stinking up the neighborhood by November 1?

I haven't read another word about it.

The Real Housewives Of Atlanta

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Last night was the first night since I got this new TV viewing system, courtesy of AT & T's U-Verse and the DVR thing that comes with it, that I felt like I was finally getting the hang of it. I figured out how to trim down the hundreds of viewing options to just the 10 or so channels I might actually watch.

The best thing is I figured out how to use the DVR. Like last night I came upon a new show on Bravo. Yet one more of those Real Housewives of Some Town shows. This time it's in Atlanta. With the DVR I find if a show starts up and I hit the pause button and then go make popcorn for 10 minutes, when I'm ready to eat my popcorn I hit the play button and start watching from the point I paused. And then can fast forward through the commercials.

Last night I quickly got hooked on the Atlanta housewives. They are even more appalling than the Real Housewives of New York City. And way wealthier.

I was about half way through the first episode, pondering how do these vacuous broads have so much money. And then it was made clear to me. They are mostly all basketball and football wives. Maybe a baseball wife is included, too.

I saw a gaggle of baseball wives once in the Kingdome. It was the first time the Mariners had made it to the playoffs. I was in a luxury booth, courtesy of McDonald's. The luxury booth next door was filled with player's wives. They were all over-dressed and when I saw them in the hall way there was a lot of stupid talk going on. I'm thinking professional sports guys select for a certain type of female for wife material.

Tony Romo may be an exception with his excellent choice in Jessica Simpson. Sort of.

I was appalled at the opulent lifestyles of these wives. So centered on looking good and spending a fortune on clothes and shoes. One of them, Sheree Whitfield, has a shoe shopper bring shoes to her house for her to try on. Shoes that cost in the 1000s of bucks a pair. Sheree bought several. To add to her Imelda Marcos-worth huge closet of shoes. Each of them had someone come to their house to do their hair and makeup. They just had no time to leave the house for such things.

Earlier we got to watch Sheree plan for her elaborate high Atlanta society birthday party. All the attending housewives went to so much bother in the attempt to impress all the other housewives with how fabulous they looked. Including a country singer wannabe named Kim Zolciak. Kim had her clothes designer come over with several choices he'd made just for her. She loved one of them. Sort of a take on a naughty school girl look. Kim has huge frontal assets which made the outlet look real funny.

Kim's special outfit required some alterations. The alterator had to return to his place of alteration. There'd be no time to get the alteration back to Kim's house in time for the party. So, they decided to meet at a Shell Station where she could put on the altered dress. Yes. These are really high class dames.

So, Kim gets to the Shell Station. The altered dress is there. Kim does not want to change in the restroom. So, a makeshift changing room is made with a blanket and her car's door. Kim managed to get into the naughty school girl outfit. She and fellow Real Housewife, Nene, made it to Sheree's party almost 2 hours late, purposefully, to make a fashionably late entry. Unfortunately, Nene was not on the guest list so the bouncer bounced her. Much drama ensued. Nene and Kim ended up leaving without getting to parade in their stunning outfits and professionally made up faces and hair.

We are later shown Kim spending over $25,000 for her daughter's 11th birthday party. A one-day, over night affair that involved a trip in a Hummer limo with about 12 other girls, en route to an Atlanta hotel where more birthday stuff happened. It was all so bizarre I forget the details. On and on it went. At one point, though the daughter was acting perfectly normal, Kim got all upset that the daughter wasn't appreciating all that was being done for her. The daughter actually said something like it's all too much. The daughter was obviously more mature than the mother, so Kim did something right in raising her. About mid-way through the birthday day Kim had had enough of the birthday stress and worry and started to drink. The day ended with Kim naked, getting a massage, and all the little girls invading the massage room, to Kim's displeasure.

Another of the Real Housewives, Deshawn Snow is married to a Cleveland basketball player named Eric. We saw Deshawn interviewing people for the position of being her Estate Manager. Deshawn has 3 boys. She has live-in cook and maid. I'm not quite sure what the Estate Manager was needed for.

The only one of the Real Housewives that I much liked was Lisa Wu Hartwell. She's married to a football player named Ed. They seemed like normal people. Lisa owns her own real estate business. We saw her selling a huge house to a rap producer. Why I liked this pair is at one point Lisa got sick. Ed proceeded to take real good care of her, including making, from scratch, chicken soup. Ed said his mama told him if you like to eat you need to know how to cook.

What appalled me more than anything, watching all this excess, was that the money comes from professional sports. Sheree's divorcing her sports daddy and hoping for a settlement in the 7 figures. She already lives an over the top opulent lifestyle. Financed by all you people who are willing to pay high prices for a game ticket to these ridiculous games. We live in a very twisted world. I think way higher taxes is a real good thing for these people to be spending their money on. Instead of more shoes and $25,000 birthday parties.

Am I at the Early Stages of Alzheimers?

Yesterday something very unsettling happened to me. It was so unsettling that yesterday I didn't feel like talking about it. Today I'm not quite so unsettled.

What happened was yesterday about 3 in the afternoon I went over to Miss Puerto Rico's. I wanted to check something on her computer to see if being at a different IP address changed what I was seeing on my screen.

Miss Puerto Rico always has her security system armed. I've disarmed it dozens upon dozens of times. It's a very easy to remember 4 digit code. The code is based on an easy to remember birthday.

I unlocked Miss Puerto Rico's door. The alarm started its usual warning beeps. I went to enter the code and my mind went blank. I entered 4 digits. They were wrong. I tried again. Wrong again. You have 30 seconds to enter the code correctly. I tried a 3rd time. A 4th time. A 5th.

And then the 30 seconds were up. The screaming alarm went off. I knew this summoned the police. I stepped outside where the screaming alarm was not quite so loud and called Miss Puerto Rico, told her my brain had gone dead and that I forgot the code.

She told it to me, I entered it, the alarm shut up. But continued blinking.

A couple minutes later I was out on the balcony and saw the police arrive. Miss Puerto was called. She told them there was no problem. I was not tasered or arrested.

The incident left me thoroughly discombobulated. I came back here and pondered what had gone wrong with my brain. Early onset of Alzheimers is the only thing I can figure.

I voted today and didn't have a brain malfunction, remembering without much effort who I wanted to vote for. I used my debit card today, nervously, fearing I'd forget its 4 digit PIN. But I didn't. I went over to Miss Puerto Rico's today, again, at 3, because after yesterday's trauma I didn't get around to doing what I wanted to do on her computer. Today I was able to get in without setting off the alarm.

But, I remain hyper-vigilant for signs that my memory is failing me. So far I've seen no further signs. Well, I did forget to call my mom after I got gas today, but that's was more by circumstance and choice than not remembering. $2.44, mom, if someone is reading this to you.

Early Voting in Texas Breaking Records

Well, I've just returned from early voting. The early voting is breaking records all across Texas. You can see from the photo that my polling station at the Handley-Meadowbrook Community Center was very busy.

The line was long but it moved fast. Everyone seemed to be in a happy mood. I over heard one older guy say he thinks everyone in America wants to have a say this time.

The voting machines in Texas are very high tech. After you sign in you are given a piece of paper with a 4 digit code. Mine was 7027. You had to enter the code by spinning a dial til the number you wanted was highlighted and then you hit enter.

This wasn't too confusing to me, but I overheard a lot of people getting a lot of help. I know people my own age, well, one, with seriously degraded thinking who would have been befuddled by the voting machine.

Outside the polling place there were dozens of signs stuck in the ground. I thought that was against the rules. There were also campaigners sitting at a table under the tree you see in the photo.

A semi-interesting side note regarding my polling place. It happens to be the closest polling place to the spot where Lee Harvey Oswald is buried. That's a sentence I could never have imagined writing 20 years ago.

Chesapeake Energy's Bad Karma

About the same time that Chesapeake Energy, despite loud protests, began to run over a neighborhood in East Fort Worth in order to bulldoze a large area of the Tandy Hills native prairie, the stock market's financial woes wiped out the CEO of Chesapeake Energy, Aubrey McClendon, who had unwisely been buying up huge amounts of his own company stock and then got burned when margin calls forced him to sell.

Chesapeake Energy is now in trouble. Not for any environmental misdeeds, Chesapeake's troubles come from the current collapse of natural gas prices. You mess with Mother Nature and you get Bad Karma I always say. Well, actually this is the first time I've said that, but I've thought it before.

Regarding Chesapeake Energy's destruction in the Tandy Hills zone and the running roughshod over the Tandy Hills Neighborhood, particularly Scott Avenue, it with long-posted "No Trucks" signs, is now being pummelled by Chesapeake trucks, which lead Don Young to send out an email this morning, with photos of what's going on on Scott Avenue and a bit of poetry under the title...

How to rape a neighborhood. Part TWO

Take a quiet, narrow neighborhood street zoned, Residential.

Mix in a melting pot of multi-ethnic, low income children and working people.

Throw in an irreplaceable, endangered native prairie filled with wildlife.

Add the largest producer of natural gas in the USA.

Threaten the residents with eminent domain lawsuits and a pipeline full of un-odorized natural gas.

Blend in a corrupt mayor, and a spineless city council and staff whose "hands are tied" and hand out drilling permits like Halloween candy.

Wait for the protests to subside.

Strike with all the force of a city ordinance written by the CEO's of Chesapeake, XTO, Devon and Quicksilver.

Don't worry.

People will get used to it.

New York Post Admits It Was Wrong About Michelle Obama's Lobster Binge

The gossip mongers on the Internet, including myself, have been abuzz over what Michelle Obama was alleged to have ordered from room service while at the Waldorf-Astoria in New York City last Wednesday, that being October 15.

The same day that I blogged about this I got a comment telling me that Mrs. Obama was in Fort Wayne, Indiana on the day she was supposedly gorging on lobster in NYC.

Every more desperate Republican Bad Boys have been making a big deal out of this supposed proof of Obama's elitism that never took place.

And now the original source of the lobster rumor, the New York Post, has printed a retraction on their "Page Six" page, saying....

ROOM DISSERVICE

THE source who told us last week about Michelle Obama getting lobster and caviar delivered to her room at the Waldorf-Astoria must have been under the influence of a mind-altering drug. She was not even staying at the Waldorf. We regret the mistake, and our former source is going to regret it, too. Bread and water would be too good for such disinformation.

Almost every other hit on my blog that past 5 days has been from someone Googling some variation of "Michele Obama Lobster Waldorf." I think the damage has been done and a retraction does not undo it. And Republicans, like Rush Limbaugh, from whom I first heard the Lobster Lie, should be ashamed of themselves. Unless they now tell the truth about the lobster.

Lately Rush Limbaugh's overly strident partisaning, to coin a word, has not been funny or pleasant to listen to. So, I doubt I'll hear him retract the Lobster Lie, if he does, which I doubt he will.

All this lobster talk has me thinking I'd like to go to Zorro's Buffet on Friday. That's seafood day at the biggest buffet in Texas.

Colin Powell Endorses Barack Obama for President

If only Obama had picked Colin Powell as his running mate I'd be 100% happy to vote for him. With Joe Biden, not so much. Colin Powell's endorsement of Obama on Meet the Press yesterday was a prime example of why Colin Powell would make a great President. Colin Powell is relatively young, it could happen. In the meantime I think I'll go early vote tomorrow. And it won't be for McCain and that Alaska dame, even with my Joe Biden aversion.

Wonder Woman Has Put On Weight

This photo is a classic example of the type of thing I see on the streets all too often here in Texas. The hair is way too big and so is everything else.

And going out in your Halloween costume 11 days before Halloween is just wrong. I don't care if you're on your way to an early Halloween party.

I saw an equally odd spectacle when I was up in Tacoma, so it's not a Texas-only type phenomenon.

One day in Tacoma I was with this very obese woman. She wore these ultra tight leggings, black ballet slipper looking things on her feet. And then this big baggy blouse-like thing on top that only covered the top half of her humongous leggings-covered butt.

The blouse-like thing was black and yellow. Wide black and yellow stripes. All together this made this person look like a big bloated bumble bee. The most unsettling part was the back view.

I asked the bumble bee if she was aware that half her butt was exposed and that, due to the leggings being so tight, it left nothing to the imagination. I may have said it was very frightening. I don't remember. I do remember her saying she didn't care. Well, that was totally obvious. That she didn't care, I mean.

At least the bumble bee didn't have big hair.

A Very Obese Happy Halloween