There is this media barrage right now about pulling miners out of some mine in Chile. I'm not sure who possibly cares about this. I do wonder a few things about this overblown "story" though: 1) What were these fellows mining? Their own business??? Ha! Get it? I'm making a pun. It's punny. Ha! I just did it again. & 2) How much chili do they eat in Chile? & 3) What was the masturbation situation down in the mine for the 10 weeks or whatever that this ordeal lasted? I mean did they circle jerk? Did they designate one miner "Mr Handjob?" What? Those are the only things about this miner rescue (or is it a minor rescue???) that I have any interest in.
I saw a report somewhere earlier in the week about the Haitian earthquake deal. Many of you will remember that I predicted just 2 or 3 days after the disaster that a vast majority of the money pledged in those celebrity driven fundraising telethons would never actually be sent. Well, here we are 10 months later and only about 20% of the money pledged has been sent. Shocking! But you won't hear that in many news outlets. I know very little. One thing I do know is that folks get emotional during a natural disaster and they feel good about themselves for a night or two by pledging dough to aid "victims" of said disaster. Then they go out, get hammered, try and create an alcohol fueled sex romp, & forget all about their pledge to give money to homeless Haitian earthquake survivors. It happens every time.
I also saw where our friend and phony saviour, one Barack Hussein Obama, admitted there was no such thing as a "shovel ready" job. And damn, I was proven prescient yet again. I endlessly mocked the notion of shovel ready jobs back about 18 months ago on this blog (back when Barry was hyping the stimulating packages deal as a cure-all for the nation's economic woes). Anyone who bought that jive was duped. I do want to commend Barry for coming clean about the spectacular failure that's been his first 21 months in office. Maybe he's sobering up to reality. Finally.
It's so pitiful for the Democrat Party right now that here in NC the woman running for US senate against Dick Burr (no relation to Aaron, that I know of) has this ad on TV where she's pushing the idea of change. I laughed out loud when I heard it a few minutes ago. Even though this woman (I've already forgotten her name) would vote in lock-step with Barry if she won, she's pretending that she's somehow gonna get Barry and those other failed Democrats to see things her way and, by golly, fix all the country's ills. Is anyone buying this? Has anyone seen this ad and not laughed out loud at the sheer silliness of her implausible claim as an agent of change? I don't vote. It's a huge waste of time on a perfectly nice Tuesday evening. But if I did, I wouldn't vote for this broad. She's insulting the intelligence of every North Carolinian. She'll be crucified at the polls. I bet 80-90% of citizens here don't even know her name. She'll be forgotten before she was ever known, if that makes sense.
Big news at the Wing Joint on Battleground. They started real live team trivia in there last night. And it was certainly interesting. There is a group of about 10-12 serious trivia players who stop in from time to time at the Wing Joint to play the Buzztime game. And for them, this was their first foray into the sordid world of team trivia. The company running it is the same company that runs the trivia in Atlanta. They're branching out evidently. Longtime readers of this stupid blog will recall many posts where I blogged about my experiences with trivia in Atlanta (if you haven't read them, they are from mid-March to mid-May of 2009). So, I have some experience at the game, to say the least. Well, there was a bit of a question going into last night's initial contest as to whose team I was gonna play on. Dave (Glenn Beck's apple polisher) and Liz (the GM of the Wing Joint) wanted me to be on their team. And I don't blame them. I know a few things. Now, I would have been fine with that. I like Dave and Liz. They're both friends of mine. They look after me as much as anyone can look after an almost 40 year old walking death wish. But my buddy Phil and his wife wanted me to be on their team. And you don't go against the wishes of Phil's wife. That would be a mistake. And I know better than to cross her. So I played with them. There were 5 teams out for the big showdown. Only it ended up not being much of a contest. We crushed everyone else. We were up 11 on the field going into the final, Jeopardy-style, betting question (they asked a question about Halle Berry at one one point, and that's too easy). And then we got that last one right as well. What's of note is that Phil's wife is a very bright gal (as is Phil) and she's super organized. With some experience she has the potential to be in Andy's league as far as running a team (and I've compared Andy's ability to run a trivia team to the catching prowess of Johnny Bench - he's that good at it). As many of you know, I'm an anti-social asshole. I hate dealing with people. I just wanna answer the questions at trivia and be left alone to rack my brain if it's a tough question. I think our new team has a chance to be very good. We could use a bright kid in their 20's (someone like Andy or Mcgrain) & a runner to take up the answers (someone like Geilfuss or Tyson). Even without those 2 missing ingredients, I like our chances to do serious damage if and when they ever have playoffs here in the Gate City.
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