Are you feeling down and blue? Are you pissed off at the mess Obungler is creating, not only in this country, but in foreign affairs? Iran took him to the cleaners. They’re not gonna stop their nuclear program. Their foreign minister is already bragging about it. We’re gonna relax some sanctions and what are we getting in return? Nada. Nothing. Zero. Diddly dip point shit. It’s gonna be up to Israel to try to derail Iran’s quest for nukes. The economy is still a mess. Oil production is up not because of Obumbler, but in spite of him. Obummercare is destroying our healthcare system. People are losing jobs or hours because of it. People are losing their insurance or are seeing their premiums rise. Our allies – especially the UK – don’t trust us and our enemies are laughing at us because they realize just how incompetent and weak Oblunder is.

Many readers have sent me this. It is really therapeutic. My personal favorite thing to do is to use my mouse to lift him up and then slam him down against a ball.

I’m sure I’m a racist for posting this and for enjoying playing with it.

David sent me this one.

The following was sent to me by many readers:

Fiftieth birthday must be really hard for The Mooch. Imagine reaching the day when your age, your IQ, and your hip size are all the same number.

I expect to get a nasty email from a geezer in British Columbia who gets irate when I “cowardly” make fun of black racists like Moochelle and Oprah. Here’s more.

Didja know that Playboy has offered Sarah Palin a million dollars to appear in a nude photo shoot? Not to be undone, National Geographic offered Moochelle $50 to appear in a nude photo shoot in their magazine.

That will prolly cause the liberal Canadian old fart to spit out his false teeth and send me more fan mail.

What a noble cause! These women are really “lending a hand” to homeless men.

Thanks Pres!

AlphaDelta sent me this one.

That’s because the Dimocrats want to keep you that way. Poor voters are so much easier to manipulate. Poor black voters are even easier to manipulate, especially since most of their “leaders” are either useful idiots like many black congresscritters or have made a nice living out of the Black Grievance Industry like the righteous revs, Sharpton and Jackson. If things improve, they’re out of their “jobs” as RWPPs.

“Vote for us. We’ll give you money, housing, and food. Of course, you’ll still be poor. We’ve just make poverty more palatable.”

You don’t solve poverty by giving poor people money. You solve poverty by growing the economy and teaching poor people to be self reliant and to not depend on the gummint for every facet of their lives. Dimocrats love poor people. That’s why they create so many of them and keep them in poverty.

The ultimate irony during the Obungler administration is that the people who are doing the worst under Obumbler’s policies are blacks. They did far better under Reagan and both Bushes than they’ve done under Oblunder.

Yannow, this never occurred to me.

I remember way back when, when I still lived in St. Louis and my buddies George, Cliff, and Steve would come over to watch football, occasionally there would be some weed smoking going on. Back then, when I could still cook, I would have football parties at my apartment, not just for the Super Bowl, but for regular season games as well. I would cook up a feast. Steve’s wife Alixe, one of my best friends in the world, hated football but would come to the party for the feast that I would cook. There would also be a lot of beer drinking going on. George and I came up with the idea of drinking Bud in the little seven ounce bottles so the beer would not get cold. I had a fridge with a little pull out drawer right under the freezer and that’s where we would put the beer. When one pulled a beer out of the right side, he would have to take a beer from a bottom shelf and put it in the left side of the drawer. Two cases of the little bottles would work out just right.

Alas, I don’t have any football fanatic friends down here in Georgia, so I no longer cook up feasts like I used to do. My sister always said she would have liked to come to one of my football parties but since she lived in California, the land of fruits and nuts, she was unable to. She’s thinking of coming down for the Super Bowl so maybe I’ll try to cook sumpin’. Maybe I’ll make some lasagne. This would be a good excuse for some cannelloni but that’s really a lot of work the way I make it. I make the pasta from scratch and I use two different sauces, a white and a red. The stuffing is veal and chicken which I cook in white wine with onions and garlic and then run through the food processor. I then add some egg yolks and some of the white sauce. It is delicious. It takes over two hours to make.

When Sherry still lived in California, one of my cousins moved out there. We had him over for New Year’s Day and made cannelloni. When we put it on the table, he asked what it was. We told him it was cannelloni, tubular pasta stuffed with veal and chicken and topped with two sauces and cheese. He politely took one tube to try it out. By the end of the meal, he was using a spoon to scoop out the remainder of the sauce. Yeah. It’s that good.

The first time Sherry made it for me, with the recipe she had, she used manicotti shells instead of making the pasta from scratch, which is what we do now. By the end of the meal, Ryan and I were laying on the floor moaning with our full stomachs. We couldn’t stop eating. Since then, I’ve tweaked the recipe. The original recipe didn’t have any garlic in it and used parsley instead of spinach which I use. It used carrots in the meat stuffing and I don’t. It also didn’t have chicken in the meat stuffing. The cannelloni I ate on Dago Hill (now due to PC it’s just called The Hill), the Italian neighborhood in St. Louis, where Yogi Berra grew up, had chicken and veal, so that’s what I use. Making the pasta from scratch is so much better than using manicotti shells. The pasta made from scratch is thinner, al dente, and melts in your mouth.

This became a New Year’s Day tradition.

I made it home OK. I even got home in time to watch both football games. It’s been a long time since the top seeds in both conferences won their playoff games and got to the Super Bowl. This should be a good game. The top offense (Broncos) gets to play the top defense (Seahawks).

I’m beat. These trips take a lot out of me. I went to bed last night and slept for ten hours. Got up, ate some breakfast, read the first section of the newspaper, and then slept another three hours. Hopefully, I’ll be back to what passes for normal by tomorrow.

Time to catch up with what’s going on.

Update: I just heard from the guy who does the Shepherd crip trips and he did not have enough people signed up so that trip was canceled this year. Ryan, Sherry, and I didn’t sign up because we didn’t like the place where we stayed last year. It’s a good thing I’ve got this Challenge Aspen camp to go to every year.

Another one from Richard.

During the Revolutionary War, there were British sympathizers known as Tories among the colonists. Some of them would work hand-in-hand with the Redcoats to try to foil the battle plans of the Continental Army.

After a certain skirmish, a group of General Washington’s men tracked one of these sympathizers to a farm, which they searched for hours without success. A militiaman then came up with the idea to release a hen into a barn where they suspected the fugitive might be hiding.

Sure enough, loud cackling and commotion quickly ensued, and the soldiers were finally able to take their prisoner into custody. This was the first known instance where someone (more…)

O’Fallon Illinois

My last night away from home! A rather uneventful drive across Kansas and Missouri today. There is still some snow left on the ground from the storm that passed through the area a day before I did on my way out.

I stopped at the Stone Hill outlet store and bought four bottles of their Vidal Blanc wine. Stone Hill is a winery in Hermann Missouri. Way back when, Germans moved to Hermann, a small town on the Missouri River and started making wine. The climate is similar to the climate along the Rhine so the wineries make a lot of sweet white wines. The Vidal Blanc is a dry white that tastes a lot like Pinot Grigio. The predominant red grape is the Norton which they think prolly came from Virginia. The Norton wine tastes a lot like a Syrah. An interesting fun fact: Missouri root stock saved the French wine industry. French vineyards were decimated by an insect called phylloxera. American vines were resistant so Missouri vines were sent to France and grafted to the French vines. Yay Missouri!

I also had to stop at a Dierbergs grocery store and buy some gooey butter cake to take back to Atlanta. It’s sumpin’ you can only find in St. Louis. It can be frozen, so I’ll eat one and freeze the other two and eat later.

Looking forward to getting home tomorrow.

Marty knows how much I like black hair. (more…)