In full fairness, honoring my duty to be an informed citizen, I watched the damned thing, all the way through from Obama's open to Michelle. Honey Pie, it's our anniversary and I wish our clothes and the cameras were off.
All the way from the Romney rejoinder that he sympathized with his opponent's romantic frustration. Very gentlemanly.
All the way to the end when Mitt pinned the poor president for the fifth and final time. (WWF debates have special rules.) He had sort of expected someone to cinch the big championship belt around his middle.That didn't happen until later when all the world -- meaning Fox News, CNN, and MSNBC -- declared Obama the loser.
The story line carried through to the morning hours when a talker on Joe Scarborough's show praised Romney for winning and both of them for engaging in such a meaningful exchange of views, for shunning the cheap shots. For being "two highly intelligent men ... presenting entirely different world views."
Okay. Obama presented a world view of free candy. Romney offered free ice cream. Obama promised to be a more compassionate Romney. Romney promised to be a more efficient Obama.
If there were any "world-view" differences, science has a serious challenge: develop an instrument sensitive enough to detect them.
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This analysis may be slightly flawed. About 25 minutes in, I walked away from my electric teevee long enough to pop a bowl of corn and pour a sugary drink. Perhaps I missed crucial information.
Maybe Mitt explained the advantage of a revenue-neutral tax scheme for the "rich." Close loopholes and end deductions, but lower rates so the feds would extort precisely the same amount of money.
Maybe His Ineptness had a good retort to Mitt's notation that he had squandered 20 years worth of "tax breaks for big oil" on greenish jobs, i.e., Solyndra and its belly-up brethren.
Maybe one or the other even hinted that we might want to give a thought to Charmin Basic, known to some as the American Dollar.
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 2, 2012
Further vicarous air adventures
The Evil Empire flight on which my two loved ones were booked has arrived safely in New York City. In just a few hours they will embark on a Sphincter Air flight westward. I figure that at an average over-the-ground speed of 400 knots, they are about an hour away from those protections of the United States Constitution I mentioned.
They of course don't carry phar ahrms, although recent news suggests the Tee Ess Aye might not notice, one way or the other. On the other hand, If you're reading this, Kids, I would caution against being spotted in Bloombergia with sugary drinks in hand. "Step away from the Mountain Dew Ma'am. You have the right to remain...".
They of course don't carry phar ahrms, although recent news suggests the Tee Ess Aye might not notice, one way or the other. On the other hand, If you're reading this, Kids, I would caution against being spotted in Bloombergia with sugary drinks in hand. "Step away from the Mountain Dew Ma'am. You have the right to remain...".
Oct 1, 2012
Still A Long Way Home, eh, Supertramp?
I exhale part of the long-held breath because the author of The World's Greatest Travel Blog is supposed to be on dry land again today. Still in the heart of the Evil Empire, she and her man are at least out of the clutches of the Volga River pirates. According to the schedule, they're just a few hours away from their Aeroflot ride from Red Squaresville to New York .
I always like it when they return to the the remaining, residual protections of the United States Constitution. Too, I suppose any father is somewhat happier when his offspring leave a nation where there is brisk free-market commerce in leftover nuclear devices.
I always like it when they return to the the remaining, residual protections of the United States Constitution. Too, I suppose any father is somewhat happier when his offspring leave a nation where there is brisk free-market commerce in leftover nuclear devices.
Aye! Carrumba! Es no Colt
The guy outbid me and others and was smug at winning the Colt 1901,one of the earliest double-action revolvers in general U.S. military service. Except it wasn't.
Barrel inscription: ".38 Spc or U.S. Service Ctg." No other markings visible.
Those danged Latinos again.
This particular gun seemed tight enough. It probably would discharge a cartridge. Otherwise it scored about 9,5 on the one-to-ten ugly scale. Still, it would have been fun to have on the wall for a price less extravagant than $155. If nothing else I could make up a nice yarn about having had it analyzed by a crack metallurgist who confirmed it was made of melted Arbuckle's cans.
This particular gun seemed tight enough. It probably would discharge a cartridge. Otherwise it scored about 9,5 on the one-to-ten ugly scale. Still, it would have been fun to have on the wall for a price less extravagant than $155. If nothing else I could make up a nice yarn about having had it analyzed by a crack metallurgist who confirmed it was made of melted Arbuckle's cans.
I can't explain the ".38 Spc" except by speculating that the Mexican (or possibly Spanish) gun maker knocked it off after about 1909, by which time everyone still devoted the the . c. .357 diameter bullet gave up on the .38 Long Colt and started chambering these revolver types for .38 Special.
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A middlin' High Standard HD, 4-inch heavy-barrel version, brought $$320, and I am middlin' regretful I didn't make the other guy pay quite a little more.
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A middlin' High Standard HD, 4-inch heavy-barrel version, brought $$320, and I am middlin' regretful I didn't make the other guy pay quite a little more.
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