Tuesday, December 29, 2009

This is a law we need, alright.


A person whose identity is concealed by the person in a public place by means of a robe, mask, or other disguise, unless based on religious beliefs, or incidental to amusement, entertainment, protection from weather, or medical treatment, is guilty of a misdemeanor.

Friday, December 18, 2009

What time is it?

Thursday, December 17, 2009


LegoMatrix found via Coyote Blog.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Missing Posts

To both of my loyal readers, the reason posting has been light is here. My new project is sucking up quite a bit of my time and energy.

This year, I've been focusing on killing off my debt and finally decided to start a blog to match.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Security in Your Home, Conclusion

We’ve discussed using a layered approach to improving the security of your home, making your home too much work for the “casual” burglar. Most burglars will take the path of least resistance. Multiple layers of security remove your home from that path.
  • Use effective lighing.  Don't leave potential entry points in shadows.  That's a good working environment for a burglar.  Make sure you can see what you need to see. 
  • Use effective locks on quality doors.  Try to keep bad people out of your home.  Don't make a criminal's job easier. 
  • Install an alarm system.  Don't let an intruder in to your home unannounced.  Monitored, unmonitored, or four-legged, don't be caught unaware. 
  • Have a safe place to retreat.  Install a solid door to your bedroom and charge your cell phone there at night. 
  • Get some training.  Regardless of your chosen means of self defense, learn how to use it effectively.
Have you done everything you can to make yourself safe?

Friday, December 4, 2009

Quote of the Day

 From a conversation on Facebook about the Chinese buying our national forests:

I blame the Irish Zionists. When they get together with the Kremlin and the Knights Templar, there's just no stopping 'em. They sold the Washington Monument for $2500 last week to fund a kegger in honor of the Greys, with Xenu as the guest speaker. Elvis was supposed to play, but he's in hiding on the set of the faked Apollo landing until after the JFK files are released in 2017 proving that AIDS caused Pearl Harbor.


Tuesday, December 1, 2009


My heartwarming Chanukah story
by Joel Rosenberg
Stop me if you've heard this before . . .

Chanukah is upon us, and, as usual, I find myself explaining to well-meaning Christians that it's not at all like Christmas. Nor is it, particularly, the celebration of the Macabees having discovered the burning-oil equivalent of the Energizer Bunny . . .

It's a lot more like Star Wars, really -- The Return of the Jedi in particular. Think of the Syrians as the Empire, the Maccabees as the Ewoks, and remember that toppling the Assyrian war elephants wasn't nearly as cute as toppling the Imperial Walkers. And also remember that things neither began nor ended with the rededication of the Temple; it took more than two more decades to finally expel the Syrians and establish the autonomous Jewish state. Interestingly enough, it required Shimon -- the last of the Maccabee brothers -- to make a deal with one of the contenders for the Syrian throne. Not a hard choice to make; he chose the one who hadn't treacherously murdered his brother Yonatan over the one who did.

'Course, that didn't stop the trouble with Syria . . .

Every Chanukah, I think about Judah the Hammer's oldest brother, Eleazar, who took on a Syrian war elephant with nothing more than a spear -- he jammed it up into the elephant's belly. The elephant collapsed on the spot; Eleazar was the spot. Which always reminds me of the Warsaw Ghetto, and Jews rushing the German Panzers with nothing more than a hand grenade to hold onto while they detonated it against the tracks . . .

Some years ago, I was asked by Judy's second-grade teacher to come in and explain Chanukah to her class. I resisted, at first -- I find the public school emphasis on Chanukah as a way of allowing Christmas celebrations there to be offensive tokenism -- but I did finally relent. The only condition I insisted on was that I'd tell the truth about Chanukah, in a way that I thought second-graders could understand, and that it wasn't going to be about candles lasting longer than their official specs.

So, I went in, and he introduced me, and talked about how Chanukah was one of the holidays that we all celebrate this time of year (I think my body language said, "Say what?").

I kept it short. "Chanukah is the time that we Jews celebrate having risen up and killed people who tried to make us celebrate their holidays. You know, like Christmas."

Lots of wide eyes in the classroom; I wasn't asked back. Not even for Purim.