Click on image to enlarge. Thanks to Rrddbb.

The thing is, Obungler wants Iran to get nukes. He thinks that the only problem in the world is the United States. That’s why he spent much of his first term flying around the world apologizing for the United States. Both he and his wife hate this country. He wants to weaken this country. And, with the help of the traitorous Dimocrat Party and the Republicans without any balls he’s doing it. He is the first president who hates the country he is running (into the ground). But ain’t all of you Obumbler voters glad that you elected the first black president? Ain’t it cool? Thanks all of you booger eatin’ moh-rons! It’s sad to say I know quite a lot of people who voted for this SCoaMF. What’s really sad is that almost all of my Jewish acquaintances voted for him.

Getting the owner involved sure sped things up. All of the work that was done yesterday and today (with the exception of the shower doors) could have been done last week: installing the lighting, covering up the hole where the old lighting box was, painting it, and installing two towel bars. The shower door dudes showed up today and did their work. Another guy came by and finished wiring a receptacle near the shower to plug in a towel warmer I’m gonna buy, and sealed and painted an area under the sink. That could have been done last week as well. Tomorrow, they need to tile two areas inside and outside of the shower. The project manager expected the granite guys to install granite there which they didn’t. It will be OK with tile. Everything except for the shower doors should have already been done and should have been on days when no one was here. I told the project manager two things before the project started:

1. He needed to have all of the stuff that needed to be installed like plumbing (he did have that) cabinets, (I postponed the original starting date for the job because the cabinets weren’t in yet), lighting, and mirrors. He dropped the ball. When it came time to install the lighting he found out that he needed to special order it. That took almost two weeks. Fail! When the cabinets came in there were no knobs. I asked him about that three times and it took the owner to resolve that problem. When it came time for the mirrors he forgot or didn’t write down what I wanted. I found out from the owner that it will take three weeks to get beveled glass to my specifications, so, I’m going with framed mirrors instead. I found some with brush nickel frames which should harmonize with the brush nickel faucets and cabinet knobs. They picked them up at Lowes and they should install them tomorrow. If I don’t like them, they’ll do until I find sumpin’ I like. I just want this project finished!

2. I didn’t want to see a day when there was no one working in that bathroom. As it was, due to his fuckups (Not inspecting the granite installation which delayed the installation of the plumbing for the sinks for a week. Yes. One week! Not having the lighting available. Not ordering the beveled glass mirrors. Other fumbles.) there were at least nine days when nothing was done. That did not include weekends. Nine working days. We’re talking almost two weeks. The granite dude should have been here the day after the tile went in to get the proper measurements for the granite. He came two days after. The shower door guys should have been here right after the granite was installed not two days after. With proper planning and scheduling this would have been a 4.5 week project. It will be six weeks if they finish this week and that is only because I got the owner of the company involved. If not, it would have prolly not been finished this week. It’s not like this was a rush job. I started this process in August. He had five months to plan and to acquire everything I needed. Five months!

This is why I put off home improvement projects. They are always a pain in the ass. The next indoor project is either painting the interior of the house or making changes in my master bedroom. The painting actually won’t be too bad. I’ve used that company before and they do a good job, at least on the outside of the house. But inside it’s little things, like having to take everything out of my china cabinet so it can be moved and then having to put everything back in it. There’s some drywall work that will need to be done as well. The other project involves widening the doors in my walk in closets in my master bedroom so they will be roll in closets, putting in hardwood floors, and painting it. Before I do those, I’ll have to recover from this one and pay it off. It’s on my home equity line. The upside of low interest rates. I may even do my outside project before the next indoor project. I want to enlarge the patio in the back and put stone retaining walls around all of my beds.

Why oh why are contractors so hard to work with? I gave this guy plenty of chances to do right. I cut him a lot of slack. It’s sad that I had to go to the owner of the company to get this project finished.

Yep! That’s true. How did they do it? They deported Mooslimes. Stolen from here.

Norway recently made the controversial decision to deport a large amount of Muslims with ties to radical groups.

Despite all the liberals in Norway deeming this “racist”, the logical party went ahead with it and the result almost shut down every opposing voice in the government instantly. This is one of the best stories we have eve (sic) seen come from such a liberal area of the world.

Violent Crime Dropped By 30%.

That’s right, whopping 30%, and it’s all because a couple of politicians decided to enforce the laws that they already had. What a world we live in where that is a shocking thing to do in a government.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we enforced our laws?

Norwegian authority claims that 824 people were deported in October, for such a small country, that’s a record breaking number. The authorities attributed the change to “portfolio priorities” which have essentially made it easier to deport people back to Nigeria & Afghanistan.

While most Americans and Europeans would call this unfair to target a certain race or religion, we tend to lean on the side that does anything possible to stop evil from creeping in our backyards.

What a novel concept! Enforcing existing laws. In this case, they’re sending law breaking Mooslimes back to the shitholestans they came from. We should do that as well. Sharia law, which the Mooslimes who have moved here from Somalia and other shitholestans want to implement here is incompatible with our laws. Repatriate them back to the countries they came from. In many cases, I would recommend a C-130 from 30,000 feet.

While we’re at it, let’s deport all of the illegal aliens future Dimocrat voters whom Obungler wants to legalize. Didja notice that the Republicans in Congress, led by no balls Boner caved yesterday? Vote for Republicans, they’ll fix everything. How does it feel to be stabbed in the back Stupid Party voters? I feel your pain. Double-crossed again.

If the above isn’t racist enough, I’ve got more. Since our blacks want to be called African-Americans (I despise that term!) to celebrate their pride in being African over their being an American (Remember Moochelle wasn’t proud to be an American, in spite of all of the things this country has done for her, including an education at an elite Ivy League university. Name one other country where she could have done as well as she has done here.) and complain about their ancestors being shipped here from Africa to be slaves, I’d like to help them out. The name of the program is No To Reparations, Yes To Repatriations. Yep. To all of those African-Americans who aren’t proud to be an American, like Blackie O (The black version of Jackie Kennedy), buy them a one way first class ticket to the African nation of their choice. There they can revel in their African pride and continue to bash America. Just think of all the money we could save on welfare, Section 8 housing, and food stamps, not to mention the drop in the crime rate. Think of all the prisons we could shut down. There would also be no instances of racist policemen shooting unarmed black teenagers since they would be terrorizing the citizens of their new African nation. No Al Tawana Brawley Crown Heights Riots Freddie’s Fashion Mart Arson Sharpton. No Jesse Hymietown Jackson. What a wonderful world it would be.

Since I’ve been deemed a racist for opposing Jug Hussein Ears Downgrade’s policies, I may as well act and write as one.

Ron sent me this nice rant by one of the few sane people in the UK, Pat Condell. Why are rioting blacks like rioting Mooslimes?

“How? By smashing up the towns they live in (Ferguson) egged on by clerical ignoramuses (Reverend Al Tawana Brawley Crown Heights Riots Freddie’s Fashion Mart Arson Sharpton) whose motives (financial gain) are even lower than the literacy level of their followers.” (Have you seen the dropout rate for blacks?
And remember Precious from the Trayvon Martin Circus who was 19-years-old and was in the eleventh grade and could not read cursive? A triumph of liberals running our gummint schools.)

And later in the video: “It’s a religion permanently on the take. (Sound familiar?) Gimme gimme gimme is all we ever hear. Give me respect, even though I haven’t earned it. Give me special treatment or I’ll be offended and you’ll be a racist.” (Geez! No wonder Obungler loves Islam!)

Ron sent me this about the LSM propaganda arm of the Dimocrat Party making a big fuss about Scott Walker not having a college degree.

Corinne Brown of Gradulate the Gata has a degree from Florida. Remember Jackson-Lee, while touring NASA asked if the Mars Rover was anywhere near the flag that the astronauts planted.

Bill Gates, on the other hand, doesn’t have a degree either.

Today starts Week 6. Here is what has happened so far.

Last Tuesday, a dude showed up to do the remainder of the plumbing. He finished the shower, which looks great. All we need is the shower doors and that part of the project will be complete. When he went to do the plumbing for the vanity sinks, he discovered that the granite guys had only drilled one hole instead of the requisite three holes. The granite counter tops had been installed the previous Wednesday. The project manager didn’t bother to stop by and inspect the work. So, instead of finding out on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, or Monday, it was not discovered until Tuesday, almost a week later. The granite guys showed up on Saturday and drilled the holes and a guy is here today installing the plumbing. The project manager came a few hours later and he found a spot that was supposed to be granite and isn’t. Major league fuck up!

On Saturday, I asked him about the mirrors. “What mirrors?” he responded with a deer in the headlights look and then asked what kind of mirrors.

“Beveled glass mirrors”, I responded. He then measured for mirrors. Don’t know when they’ll arrive.

When the schedule called for installing the lights, he went to Lowes to get them only to find out that they needed to be special ordered. I told this incompetent boob that I wanted all the ducks in a row before this project started and that meant the availability of all the parts.

The cabinets came in without knobs. I talked to him this morning about that and he tried to lay the blame on me by telling me he had told me to go on Home Depot’s or Lowe’s website to find what I wanted. I did that this morning and left him a voice mail with the part numbers. I wonder if they will need to be special ordered? This is the third time I mentioned that. The first time he told me that I had not picked them out when I ordered the cabinets but he would call the cabinet dudette which he never did.

Maybe I should call this the Great Master Bathroom of Dunwoody Clusterfuck. Needless to say, I will not do any more business with this company.

Update: I contacted the owner of the company who is now here. He brought cabinet knobs with him. He sez he’ll make every thing right. We’ll see.

Ron sent me an email that attributes the following to Clint Eastwood. I doubt that he said it, but it is possible. Most of these internet quotes are not from the people they are attributed to. I’m sure this is but another one.

The trouble with quotes on the Internet is that you never know if they are genuine. — Abraham Lincoln

As I enjoy my twilight years, I am often struck by the inevitability that the
party must end. There will be a clear, cold morning when there isn’t any
“more.” No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together,
no more phone calls just to chat. It seems to me that one of the
important things to do before that morning comes, is to let every
one of your family and friends know that you care for them by finding
simple ways to let them know your heartfelt beliefs and the guiding
principles of your life so they can always
say, “He was my friend, and I know where he stood.”

So, just in case I’m gone tomorrow, please know this: I voted against that
incompetent, lying, flip-flopping, insincere, double-talking, radical
socialist, terrorist excusing, bleeding heart, narcissistic, scientific
and economic moron currently in the White House!

Participating in a gun buy-back program because you think that
criminals have too many guns is like having yourself
castrated because you think your neighbors have too many kids.

Amen!

Today’s pun is from Ken.

A Polack and a Czech saved their money and came to America for a grand vacation. After a few weeks of travel, they found themselves in Yellowstone National Park. Fascinated by the stark nature of the wilderness, they choose to look into camping. They approached a ranger, he advised them of a wilderness camping area but warned them that it was the peak of the grizzle feeding season and they would need to exercise extreme caution.

Undaunted, the two hiked to a very remote campsite. They pitched their tent and settled in for the night. The next morning the same ranger made his usual inspection of the campsites on his ATV. When he came upon the campsite of the two adventurers, his eyes could not believe the destruction. Everything was torn up, blood stains everywhere, but no signs of the Polack and the Czech. Alarmed, the ranger went to enlist the help of another ranger.

After very few minutes of searching, the two rangers came upon two grizzles, one a male, the other a female, resting in the warm sun, seemingly totally content. Upon further examination of the two bears it was clear their paws, bibs and jowls were blood stained. One ranger said, “I guess those are the bears that got the two campers.” The second said, “Don’t be so sure, they may have feasted on an elk. They decided that they would need to kill the bears and inspect the contents of their stomachs. With two simultaneous perfect head shots, the female slumped in death, the male roamed for fifty feet, then fell over dead.

The two rangers split up, one working on the female, the other on the male. Soon the ranger working on the female shouted, “Here’s the Polack, looks like she swallowed him nearly whole.” After a minute or so the other ranger shouted back, “I can confirm that because … (more…)

Karl U. sent me some metal xylophones.

Never was much for Kashmir but here is the real thing. Jimmy isn’t playing his Les Paul.

The Ocean on the other hand, I did like.