I have a double special connection to Saint Patrick’s Day.
Frau Reinke’s maiden name was Mahoney. An she had the Irish wit.
And, I have a religious connection to the Old Sod.
It is embarrassing that a bunch of fools get wasted in “celebration” of Saint Patrick.
I’m certainly not against having a good time, and I love Irish music. But those boobs wrecking a perfectly good car in Albany, how is that having a good time.
In all things in moderation!
HSPD.
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In late January, the largest WMS WAP jackpot ever, totaling more than $4.9 million, was won on THE WIZARD OF OZ™ RUBY SLIPPERS™ penny slot game at Borgata Hotel Casino and Spa, Atlantic City, N.J.
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Aghhhhhhhhhhh!
That should have been mine. Wrong time.
On 1/21/11, I dropped $300 in that machine. (Don’t have a cow, I was winning! Finished the trip up about 700$ after splitting. My life was all good that day. But it could have been infinitely better!)
Why not me?
Argh! Square.
(Maybe Luddite shouldn’t have told me, in my fragile emotional state.)
ROFL.
Time for an appropriate quote from “CHURCH 10●19●62”?
“If she mourned anything, she mourned that. It might be terrible to say. But, she felt as she would imagine the lottery winner who can’t find the ticket to cash.” — character “June” in CHURCH 10●19●62 Volume 2 Page 189
I guess I don’t feel as bad as that. I never had the tickets. And, Our Girl always said that I was unlucky. She was wrong. I won her in life’s lottery. That was enough luck for one lifetime. Imagine all the folks who never find their soulmate?
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Sitting all alone, it locked up! Argh!
Reminds me of windoze.
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Again this morning. Another bare metal restore in our future?
Argh!
I’d rate MACBOOKAIR and OSX10.6.6 as no better than windoze!
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http://www.wnd.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=272917
Throw mama under the tank
Posted: March 10, 2011
Jane Chastain
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Over the years, women in the military have served this country with honor and distinction. As a result, 134 have died in Iraq or Afghanistan, and many more were seriously injured. Many of these women were mothers with one or more children under the age of 18. In contrast, we lost only 16 women in Vietnam and six in the first (short) Persian Gulf War.
Many women in those combat support units have found themselves in fire fights, and they have displayed great courage. Feminists hail this as a victory, and they are willing to step over the bodies of their fallen comrades to achieve their goal of running the military. President Obama and many of our elected representatives in Congress are willing to sacrifice enlisted women to advance this feminist goal. We must not allow that to happen!
The purpose of the military is to kill people and break things. Let us not forget that. It is not about achieving diversity on the battlefield and equality in the Pentagon.
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Sorry, but women shouldn’t be deliberately put in combat.
Morally, strategically, and tactically — it’s a mistake at all levels, imho.
In Israel, where there is no safety at the rear, it make sense.
In the USA, makes none.
It’s not that I think that “girls are too weak”. Although a dual standard test is a sham. It’s not that I don’t think the can’t make a contribution. It’s not that I don’t think they can fight. (Insert Mama Grizzly metaphor.)
It’s that they are a distraction from the mission, are targets of rape by our own men, and have a more important mission.
Like it or not, they are the future of humanity. When men can have babies, we can reevaluate the situation. Till then, they have a higher calling.
Making babies and guarding them.
Other than the self-preservation instinct, there is no higher calling than “propagating the species”.
I heard a interesting stat yesterday. Europe will fall to Islam because of the birth rates. The USA and Canada as well.
Interesting that the memes of feminism — career over family, birth control, and abortion — will kill our way of life. Throw in the memes of fiat money, Gooferment runs everything, and “Moms have to work to pay taxes” — the distruction is complete.
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2010-05-20
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This bowel prep has not gone as easily as I thought it would. The GoLitely sucks. I find it had to drink. Hope that I drank enough. Sorry but I should have kept my mouth shut about using up this forty dollar bucket of crap. Hope I never have to do this again. Argh. 63 plus 10 = 73. SO I won’t be doing it again.
What will my life be like in ten years?
Will I be alone? Will I have buried Ev? Odds odd I will have. The Blood Doc wouldn’t give her a five year prognosis. And, the DIABETIC DOC had a hang doc look when she told him. SO clearly we are on the final stretch. What will I do without her. My own laundry for sure.
Where did my life go?
How can I communicate that? Rage at the dying of the light!
Rodney Dangerfield’s performance sticks in my mind. Have to watch that again. Like Groundhog day, it is strangely prophetic.
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I’m cleaning up old files and notes off McBa. Prophetic? I knew we were drawing to short odds. Makes me mad. Perhaps if the situation was explained better, I’m sure she would have made different decisions about how to spend the time she had. Running from doctor to doctor was a waste of time. I wonder if they really knew it. Argh!
Oh well, water under the bridge.
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OK, it’s 1967. I’m working full time, going to schools full time, and dating full time. Making great money. Life’s good. She’s basically agreed to marry me when I graduate from school. No ring yet. No date. No telling anyone that we were committed to each other. (Like anyone could not see it.) She was wearing my college ring. (Yeah, I was whipped.)
She’s driving an old Corvair. And, I’m driving relatively new International Harvester Scout.
Her’s uses fan belts every other week.
(You’d love it. She had the spanner and a bar. And a supply of fan belts. She could slap a new one on in in under ten minutes. And, despite what Ralph Nadar said about fireballs, she loved that car. It was cheap on gas. When the girls would go to the shore, they always took Ev’s car.)
My Scout was not very “stylish”. It was OK, but I knew she hated it. (I never understood why? It was a sports model with the “swept back” roof. An injineer’s vehicle. And, every winter I earned my insurance money towing folks out of the snow. NYC always did a lousy job of snow removal.)
So, I said something like “you know we should have a new car. I worry that sometime your going to get stuck. And we’ll have it for when we get married.”
She was concerned about the money, but reluctantly agreed.
We agreed to spend the princely sum of $1700. She decided she like the Chevy Nova. She decided she liked brown. (What a surprise! She loved brown. I used to tease her about it being “Mahoney color”. And, “Aren’t Irish girls supposed to love green?”)
When it came to paying for it, I suggested we borrow from the wedding savings account. “No way. We have to be ready when you graduate.” (OK, nice to know that was still on plan.)
“OK, I’ll get a loan and we’ll go half and half.” “No, I don’t think so. You make more than I do; so you can buy it.” “OK” (Yeah, whipped.)
“And, since I’ll be driving it, we’ll register in my name. It’ll also need more insurance, so you can pay the extra.”
And about a week later, she was driving a brand new Chevy Nova. And, was happy as a … … Well, she was very pleased with it and with herself. Things always went better when they went according to her plan.
So, when we’d go out on a date. I drive to 39W8th street and park the Scout in the train station. Walk across the street and pick her up. And, we’d go out in the Nova.
My reward? I got to drive.
Funny the things we do for love.
I would love the opportunity to do it all again. I wouldn’t change a thing.
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http://biggovernment.com/cstreet/2011/03/15/california-moves-closer-toward-default/
California Moves Closer Toward Default by Chriss W. Street
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California tax payers just took a huge punch in the nose from the same actuaries who provided the cover for state politicians to spike public employee retirement benefits. The latest shocker comes from California State Controller John Chiang who yesterday unveiled a new actuarial report that shows California faces another unfunded debt of $59.9 billion to pay for retiree health and dental benefits over the next 30 years.
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When I worked on Wall Street, I learned about risks. Seems to me that a lot of folks in California are underestimating their risks.
I’d not be holding any Gooferment debt.
Here in New Jersey, the State Gooferment just “stole” the state employees’ pensions by not contributing. In California,
Seems like the California folks are gonna get the same — employees and taxpayers alike. And the politicians get off scott free!
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Frau Reinke wanted to go to AC so of course we went. We had dinner at the main buffet since drinking for me is now out of the question. I have to be in full control of my senses to help her get through this time of trouble. Yesterday, I played better on a Penny. Following some of my Zen, I walked away with 100$ profit which I split with Ev. I played for a long while on her card.
Interesting. A lady sat down to play next to me. She was very concerned with how I was doing. I was playing max bet max lines on a low progressive slot. Buck and a half a spin. And, was doing pretty good. I was trying to be the Penny Zen Master and not get caught up in the “feeding frenzy” of push push the button as fast as you can.After all I had two hours to kill and the Mac Book Air only runs for an hour on the battery. (That’s why I don’t recommend it and if I had known that I would not have bought it.) So so I was following my “timing the machine” strategy. (Three deep breaths between pushes. Being mindful of “speed kills your wallet”. Letting it count out all pay offs. “Respect the machine”. Calculate the eventually total of what ever I’d win with what I had. Setting stop limits. Being calm. Being in the moment.) So this lady goes to sit next to me. She bumps me hard. Mumbles something. Starts playing with a voucher from another machine. I could help but notice she started with 80$. But, I was in the moment with “my own” machine. I was hitting a lot of small stuff. And I noticed she was very interested in how I was doing. That usually is a giant turn off for me. I am superstitious had believe it brings you bad luck. Like an evil eye. Completely irrational I know. But that my feeling. Conflicts with my new belief — Zen of Penny Slots – Point #10 – It’s a random number generator — and I’m trying to master my emotions at the slots. Any way, I’m not doing badly. I played off my “free” money and put in my planned stake. Two spins in I hit the free spins. Usually I would avoid this kind of game since you have to pick in a “concentration” style bonus game. I am usually a terrible picker. So I used my “randomizing technique” of taking the top bill in my wad and using the digits on it to pick. (Hey, the casino has a random number generator; why can’t I? I probably should print a card of random digits from 0 to 9 at home. I’m not sure those bill digits are that random.) In this case it was my innermost twenty. Good old Andy Jackson. So I plunk out the numbers and sure enough I get top number of spins and top multiplier with a wild card for five additional spins. Now this machine is imho notoriously stingy in the bonus round. But I am the aspiring Zen Master of Penny Slots. And it’s just a random number generator. Any way, bout half way thru, it hits big. 70$ or so. And, the lady next to me is going nuts. She stops play and starts watching me. When I notice this, my machine stops hitting and the bonus round ends. Up about 90$. Normally I’d be pissed and move on. But not the new ZMoPS. I just calmly sit there as it pays off. She says to me: “How did you get so much?” DUH. Now usually I be all in a snit. Say something real nasty, but I’m now the new ZMoPS. So I reply: “Just dumb luck. Besides you shouldn’t be too concerned with what I win. You need to win.” She obviously didn’t like that answer. So she resumed playing and watching. Her husband sits down and she laments on her fate of a “bad machine”. And, tells him I keep winning and winning. With a thick Russian accent. She starts playing again. Stupidly imho. She’s tells hubby: “She’s varying her stake to bring out the luck.” I feel like yelling at her: “No, Grasshopper, that leads to the dark side.” I really wish her the best. Don’t you know she hits the bonus, picks max spins, with max multiplier, with 5 extra, … … with a minimum 30¬¢ bet. Argh! She goes nuts. Meantime, she focuses back on me. I’m still waiting for it to count out my win. But she doesn’t know that so she thinks I’ve hit again. Starts muttering under her breath and yelling at the husband. To which he says: “Lats go eat.” She says something. He walks away. She’s going nuts. Any way I continue to play with a new stop point set of 150$. I hit some more. Get the bonus a few times. Use different bills. Nothing big. My stop keeps edging up to to two hundred. She goes nuts and eventually puts more money in and finally busts out down about 300$ by my eye. So naturally, I start bouncing in and around the 210 to 225 range. At 230, my stop would move to 210. Can’t seem to get up to 230. Eventually the machine “turns cold” and I hit just under 200$. 199.12. And like the ZMoPS I am, I cash out. Thanking the Universe for a nice hour and ten minutes of fun. It was “fun”. Split with the old lady. And I can come another day. I didn’t ever indulge in schadenfreude at my “companion’s” loss. But it did teach me that I’m on the right path to control my losses at the casino.
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http://www.wnd.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=272849#ixzz1GENv0zRe
http://www.wnd.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=272849
Don’t count on currency revaluation
Posted: March 09, 2011 8:37 pm Eastern
By Ian Fletcher
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In any case, the killer argument against balancing our trade by just letting the dollar fall comes down to a single word: oil. If the dollar has to fall by half to do this, this means that the price of oil must double in dollar terms. Even if oil remains denominated in dollars (it is already de facto partly priced in euros) a declining dollar will drive its price up. The U.S., with its entrenched suburban land use patterns and two generations of underinvestment in mass transit, is exceptionally ill-equipped to adapt, compared to our competitors.
Fundamentally, allowing the dollar to crumble is a way of restoring our trade balance andinternationalcompetitiveness by becoming poorer. That’s not what Americans want, or should want. A tariff is a much better solution.
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Perhaps, some one might care to opinion on this piece of bad advice. A hint of a tariff leads to the Great Depression repeat. Allowing currency to inflate takes us the way of all fiat currencies. If we don’t change course, we emulate the Titanic. Argh! OK, what is the “right answer”.
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In the absence of any good ideas, why not take small steps: reduce Gooferment spending to pre-Clinton levels, repeal “legal tender” laws, and transition away from the FED.
“We don need no stinkin … …” bureaucrats or Wall Street fat cats.
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