Cute With a Snowy Ending

This one's a little long, but, snow:

Also Works on "Bingo Wings"

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Hey also - did you hear the blah-blah-blah from Benjamin Kline Hunnicutt? He is professor of leisure studies at the University of Iowa. His argument is typical dross, of the type: put words in the mouths of Republicans then read their minds.  

But while his article interests me absolutely zero, I'm intrigued by anyone clever, or devious, enough to make a career out of something that comes naturally to  his students. (well, to all mankind actually) How do you teach leisure? And more important: is it possible to fail a course on leisure studies? "I'm sorry son but you just didn't apply yourself this semester. Perhaps you should have enrolled in the introductory leisure course first."

It also makes me wonder if I could get a similar job. I think I'd do well as Professor of Yawning and Stretching. Really, you should see me yawn. Many find it such a compelling yawn that they must look away before it is half done. Why, I've yawned so well that it's required a trip to the emergency room to have all my joints put back in place. I mean really, I can yawn in three foreign languages.

But as Al Gore would say, I'm serial now, I wonder if Prof Hinnicutt teaches the only non intuitive truth regarding leisure: that it becomes much more enjoyable following a period of really demanding work. 

(could this professor Hunnicutt actually exist?)

Poor Samuel

That's how you can tell a real star; he doesn't even worry that people will notice him stomping on the small-fry local anchor. I saw this clip on one of those entertainment shows and the hosts were sympathetic to Mr Jackson's plight, especially a black female hostess who admitted, "This has happened to me too so I know it can hurt."  Bitch, please.

And Jackson's tantrum didn't really have to do with being mistaken for someone else. He knows that happens all the time. He must have been irritated about something else, and humiliating this B or C list white guy was a way to blow off steam; with the bonus of affording this very rich 1 percenter a chance to play the oppressed black man. 

From IMDb:

People shout at me "Hey, loved that "The Matrix", man!" Yeah - me too. I was actually on a plane last year and this guy sat down next to me. Finally he said something to me, and we started talking about Pulp Fiction (1994). He couldn't remember the actor's name, so I tried to help and said "I think it might have been Samuel Jackson." He jumped in "No, no, it's the other guy, that Fishburne guy". We rode the whole flight having that coversation and then, right at the end, he looked hard at me and said, "You sure look familiar, you're sure you're not Laurence Fishburne?" I said "No, and I definitely am not in "Pulp Fiction" either'."
-Samuel L. Jackson

People mistake me for Laurence Fishburne all the time. And he always gets mistaken for me. (And why not? We've both starred in Spike Lee movies, haven't we?) Even when we're standing together, people have called him by my name and me by his. A woman recently ran up to him and said, 'My daughter loved you in "Pulp Fiction"! Could she have your autograph?' So he signed it, 'Respectfully yours, Samuel Jackson.'
-Samuel L. Jackson

 Poor, poor Samuel Jackson. If I ever run into him I'll be sure to mistake him for Morgan Freeman.

"If you want to see the true measure of a man, watch how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." 
- J. K. Rowling

Remarkable Chutzpah

Jonah Goldberg on the 2.5 million:



Keith Ellison thinks it's great though:

REP. KEITH ELLISON (D-MN): What the Congressional Budget Office is saying is that we're going to discouraged kids having to have latchkeys. We're going to have parents being able to come home, working reasonable hours; people are going to be able to retire. People might be able to actually cook dinner rather than have to order out and get some takeout.

I can't help but think that Obama supporters envision the same Utopian socialism as Karl Marx. They may not have a blueprint, but their shoot-from-the-hip approach to social engineering always points in that direction. Get the government to take care of everyone's needs and free the people to pursue their dreams.

The numbers don't add up though. It didn't work for the FSU, and it won't work here. Don't think of me as an evil conservative, think of me as someone who knows math.

Those Cut-Ups

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Michelle Warned Us -- He's Fundamentally Changing America

HuffPo say:

Because of Obamacare, the national labor force could shrink by the equivalent of 2.5 million full-time workers, according to a Congressional Budget Office report released Tuesday. While that may seem like a dire prediction, it would largely be the result of Americans having more choices for how they get health coverage — not the result of businesses hiring less.

Then the Great Depression was a huge success at giving choices.

So long as your choice isn't "to work productively" you've got an embarrassment of riches in the choice area. 

Unique (almost)

Digital photography has made images much cheaper to produce. So much so that I wonder if one day we'll have taken every picture that's possible to take.

When I ran across the above picture I thought, "finally, something unique." But on closer inspection I realized that the parrot was yellow, not orange, so I just filed it in the Nuns With Yellow Parrots and Clowns folder.

Two Women

Two women. One is married to the president of a country

 that is now run by a socialist. The other one is Nina Khrushchev, 

married to Nikita Khrushchev, leader of the Soviet Union.

The Argument Against Coats

I might finally agree with Peta on something. Men don't need fur coats.

Joe Namath btw is showing his age. Believe it or not, full length fur coats for men were a thing back in the 70's - 80's. It was to show you had money. (sort of a "I'm so rich, I don't mind if I look like my grandma from behind")

I remember the airlines having a problem with this. Five or six of those guys could use up every overhead bin in first class. (where they tended to show up)

Real men grow chest hair if they're cold.