Archive for March, 2014

Loose Cannon.

Far be it for me to be suspicious, but state-sponsored terrorism seems at least possible.   

Who would want a plane not directly attached to them?  If you wanted to fill the plane with “stuff” and send it to someone you did not like, and the stuff was bad enough, no one would shoot it down over their own soil.  And for another country to do so, it would almost be an act of war.  

And, if the missing passengers were aboard and unharmed as precious cargo, it would also be messy to take it out.  A plane full of passengers from a country that would lash out if the plane had to be shot down. A bad guy going anywhere he wanted could do so with a plane full of hostages, saying plausibly “oh, we just want safe passage…” 

I find it interesting that the plane could make it to Pakistan.  It looks like one could just about make it to Hyderabad, if one knew what he was doing and had the experience.  I have included a shot from the link there…

Quite a range.

Where from there, one wonders.  Only a few states would want it, and almost any use you could think of (legit) would be easier done by just buying it outright.  So let’s go to the shady uses – by means, motive, and opportunity.

Bad actors would be Pakistan, Iran, Saudi, Syria, and Yemen. All of whom could strike nearby by allowing their airspace to be used.  The state sponsored hijacking would have to go through Pakistan because it is the nearest point.  

The “end customer” could be anyone on that list. And many of those states have access to deep pockets. And the have access to bad substances, weaponizable. Means.

Every one of them have enemies.  Israel and the US but other softer targets are nearby.  Motivation abounds.

Opportunity… It would have to be an area with friendly soil nearby.  It would be radar-sparse.  

 Loose conjecture, I know, but no crazier than stealing a 777 in the first place.

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Filling in the cracks.

I had a visit to the dentist today.

My old dentist (Dr. Dremel) would never give me gas and he kept pushing vanity work on me so after a while I did not want to see him anymore.  And he was a cruel bastard.

Flashback:  I had wisdom teeth ground, carved, chiseled out of my head and jaw when I was 19 or 20.  I picked up insights along the way.

  1. Wisdom teeth can require a general, thank God.
  2. An oral surgeon can have a name like Dr. Slaughter.  I am not making this up.  That IS his real name.
  3. You can go dry socket in two teeth for FIVE DAYS before you are desperate enough to drive 200 miles to see your family dentist to help you when your surgeon is a shite-eating bastard who won’t help you.
  4. The stuff they pack in the dry sockets smells like medical-grade cotton blended with a heavily creosoted telephone pole.
  5. Creosote is apparently much like the water of life for bone exposed to air.
  6. You can try to kiss the dentist’s feet but a good one has the decency to let you kiss his ring instead.
  7. A Taco Bell burrito supreme loses something in translation when you run it through a blender.
Back to my old dentist, Dr. Dremel… If you got zinged by something he did and gurgle-shrieked “Erg!” he would reply “You’re welcome.”  Tell me that isn’t a guy who tortures crippled hamsters with a rusty fork.
This “you’re welcome” treatment after having pain dished out was like seeing a dominatrix without a reward at any time – humiliating and yet you are paying top dollar.  The smartass treatment was pretty entertaining the first six or seven (even eight) times but it stopped being chucklacious after that.  No gas and getting popped, being flossed with piano wire, and no sticker or sugar-free sucker, I decided I was done with dentists.  And somewhere along that path I came to fear dentists.  Well, not FEAR fear, I just had horrible unbearable anxiety whenever I thought of a dentist, which is beyond weird if you grow up with a dental hygienist for a mother.
Stopped for… Just over six years.  I have a coworker who has not been to a dentist in 23 years, so stop judging me.
After six months of mildly severe pain in a lower molar I relented and went for a checkup.  I can be stubborned.  One small cavity and one cracked filling, which explained the pain.  I was more than happy to get that fixed.
Experienced more things.
  1. Gas is niiiiiiizzzzze, and I think they broke out the nice dry white wine of nitrous.  Whatever, it was a nice vintage, a good week in nitrous.
  2. They will dial to eleven if you beg, and I can put a skid row wino to shame when it comes to begging.
  3. The Piano Guys are pretty good even in the dentist’s office when gassed and four hands are crammed into your mouth.
  4. When the dentist asks you if you can open a little wider and you comply by popping your jaw out, they sort of get freaked out.
  5. 65% of your face can be numb with enough novocaine.
  6. I never needed it before but the second injection is something like a million cc’s of novocaine cut with sulfuric acid.
  7. Bite splints are amazingly expensive.  They must be made from gold flakes and filler made from the bones of endangered species.
  8. I still don’t know my dentist’s name.  Let’s call him “Niiiiiiizzzzze Dentist”
  9. No, you cannot have a “doggie bottle” of gas to take to work.
The only surprise was when he used a machinist’s roughing cutter to prep the surface for the ceramic stuff.
The office gal asked me how it went.  I said, “Well, there was some amount of tears, cursing, and whining.”
“That bad, huh?”
“Yeah, the doc is such a baby.  I didn’t even bite him that hard.”
I stumbled from the office with my fraction of a face and went in to work.  No pain!  Yay, me!  It was heavenly.
It was heavenly until the novocaine wore off, that is.  Now my entire left lower jaw throbs.  I had a meatball sandwich for dinner – soft food.
Tylenol is a miracle drug, and how.
I have to ask… What in hell is wrong with society that people don’t get weirded out by suggestions like this?  What is the point of prison?  Punishment?  Punitive action?  Rehab?
I am not sure that making time go slower chemically is a direction we should go.  If the crime is that heinous, just torture them to death over a period of a few short months and then erase them horribly.  It is what you should do for peds and child abusers, rapists, and corrupt politicians.
Make us proud, Colorado.

Stoned statue.


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Raving and Ranting.

Who: Cruel Wife
What: Card left on her car window under wiper, by psycho motorist
When: Yesterday, during snowstorm
Where: Meijer’s Grocery, in a snow-covered parking lot 

Side 1 

Side 2


 Isn’t that nice that the person is taking personal responsibility for prompt corrective action in the future?



An email exchange from last night between myself and a co-worker, and Office Assassin Savior of Kittens was on the distribution list…

Butcher of Lansing:  My firebox is lit up like a kiln furnace. The cast iron humidifier pot on top is about boiling over. CO2 outside to the max, but it sure is comfy in here. The only good thing about the Emerald Ash Borer.
Quit blowing out the drive as soon as I could get the cars out. 8 inches of snow on top of what appeared to be an inch of slushy ice about choked the blower. As Anthony said, very slow moving and fighting the steering. And then the wind blowing it right back in your face. Ugh.


Me:  Oh yes, that is far too much effort. That’s why I encouraged Cruel Wife to go out to shovel it by hand.

        <<me nodding energetically and stupidly>>


Butcher of Lansing:  And you are not face down in the remaining snow??


Me:  If she thought I actually meant it I would be in bags distributed all across lower Michigan.  I’m not a *total* idiot.


You are probably wondering, Dear Reader, why that would seem to be something I thought you should know.

Well, Cruel Wife dropped me off at work this morning and talked to Office Assassin Savior of Kittens, who told her about those emails saying only that they were incendiary. 



As I waved her off, thinking of that business card, I said to CW, “Stay away from the assholes!”  To which she yelled “How can I?  I am married to you!”


She meant this in the purest of fun, not anger, so don’t be alarmed, Dear Reader.


Later, however, she emailed me from our favorite sushi joint with just two pictures. I think she is sending me a message but I do not know what.



 I am disappointed in her for not finishing her salad.

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We got 8″ of snow last night after a beautiful day yesterday of 40-50F degree weather – a freaking heat wave relatively speaking.  And now the mercury is crashing, heading for -5F tonight.

I’ve been listening to people whinge and bellyache about this winter for months now.  Months.

And I honestly was able to tell them that I have not minded it.  I haven’t.  The drives haven’t been as dangerous as some years because it was so freaking cold, not a slushy 28 degree snow on warm soil.

Today… today was different.  Damn white sh*t.  Everywhere.

Coworker Laconic Pup sent this.  Awesome.  It is circling the web as he says, but it is still awesome.

second winter


Sheila Jackson-Lee is beyond stupider than a bag of hammers.


As far as mineral names go, “Ringwoodite” is about as wickedly funny as it gets.

I have always pondered on biblical flooding and said “No, really… where did all the water GO??”


Obama is right.  Congress doesn’t have the authority to vote something like this over the president because it does violate the whole checks and balances idea rather thoroughly.

President Obama is threatening to veto a law that would allow Congress to sue him in federal courts for arbitrarily changing or refusing to enforce federal laws because it “violates the separation of powers” by encroaching on his presidential authority.

[Too bad he’s so loose with the limits to his auth-or-i-TAY… – LK]

“[T]he power the bill purports to assign to Congress to sue the President over whether he has properly discharged his constitutional obligation to take care that the laws be faithfully executed exceeds constitutional limitations,” the White House Office of Management and Budget said Wednesday in a statement of administration policy. “Congress may not assign such power to itself, nor may it assign to the courts the task of resolving such generalized political disputes.”

However… he hasn’t the authority to disregard his duties.  All this stuff was already laid out in that 400 year old Constitution Jackson-Lee suddenly professes to believe in.  It is a nation of rules and laws that was set up to take power out of individual men’s and group’s hands.  They can change it via a 2/3 vote Amendment though.  Let’s do that.

Congress AND the idiot in the White House have both granted themselves far too much power not expressly given them.

Time to get rid of them all, my Angry Mob Voter friends.

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physics must not be profaned

We just watched “Outrageous Acts of Science” and I was appalled. Supposedly real physicists allowed a bad diagram to skirt through. Obscene. 


Repeat after me… “There is no such thing as centrifugal force”.  

None.  Never existed. Like the cake, it is a lie.


 There is no centrifugal force!  Only centripetal, and if you want to draw the reaction force then that seems reasonable, but you draw that vector from center of rotation to the ball.

Cruel Wife shakes her head when I go ballistic over this.  I just get so irritated that engineers and scientists are not rigorous “so the layman can understand it”.

It makes me mad when I go to all the trouble
of having Marta cook up about a hundred drumsticks,
then the guy at Marineland says,
“You can’t throw that chicken to the dolphins. They eat fish.”
Sure they eat fish, if that’s all you give them!

Man, wise up.

                                      – Jack Handey

Go back and look at the early versions of Popular Scientific.  They tell kids and interested adults how to make poisonous gases and lethal electronics for ****s sake.

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Your opinion does not matter.

A number of years ago, before Obama was elected the first time, I was afraid of the cries of racism that would come up whenever someone did so much as oppose Obama.

Yeah..well big surprise.  If anything, I think response to him has been lessened because of his race.

Joseph asked, How much of the opposition is race-based? And how much is policy based?

One commiteewoman said about half of the president’s detractors are against him because of his race, while another said it was over 50%.

The lowest guesstimate we got from a committee person was between 30-40%, which is still a ridiculous figure. And as always, there was some Bush bashing from folks, like calling the 43rd President of the United States illiterate, which is patently false.


Colorado man sues rescuers for $500,000… Because he was not saved soon enough.  He has a bad shoulder and bad dreams of shivering to death.  Yet he admits he is lucky to be alive.

Oh poor baby.  I swear, some people just need a good ass-kicking.  Lots of people go through worse and have long-lasting effects and they don’t pull this shit.


Snowden still is a weasel, but I can agree on this much at least.

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes.

Absolutely true.  Them Latin guys knew their stuff, huh?

Semper vigilo, fortis, paratus, et fidelis.

Still good advice.


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picture it night.

Not a lot to say tonight.  Well, I am happy that I have been freed from a project that has eaten me alive for about 8-9 months.  Now I can focus on my day job.  That is crazy enough but at least it hasn’t stymied every effort of mine while tying my hands.  So I am relieved.  Relieved in the same way one is relieved after being told to not urinate for an hour after real pain sets in and then finally being allowed to go.

As my friend Steamboat McGoo has said, Science Daily, where publishing never means having to say you are sorry, there does come an interesting tidbit – a drug that may block intensity receptors in the eyes for a time, which might be awesome for migraine sufferers. 

Pictures!  On to pictures!

Kawah Ijen… A sulfur mine.  Wowza.

Kawah Ijen.

if that doesn’t look like Satan’s sinus infection, I don’t know what does.

Cracked.com, you are awesome.  Is that not one of the cutest babies ever?

 Dali’s cats.

Dali’s persistence of crazy.

Pretty enticing description but a letdown after the duck derrière explosions tease.

Dali’s wet… cats.  I did not want to use the word cats.  Family blog.

Flies can be cool. Sorta.

Chocobo racing really exists.


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