Not the sarcastic kinda about “A study shows that men are attracted to big boobs, and a great butt, particularly on women” kind of SCIENCE!!!! but Science science.
Norman Borlaug has been dead for more than 2 years, and He’s STILL feeding hungry people, and the enviro’s are STILL (it’s not in the article, but I know it’s happening in the background) trying to starve them.
Hugh was a part of Washington and took part in this stuff, and his clear disdain for the basic machinations of Washington is very refreshing. Wanna get rid of the chaff and find the wheat who is willing to actually work for a purpose? From now on, all government meetings will take place over skype or goto meeting. All the freeriders will quit and join various “charitable” foundations, or become professors and leave our government alone.
Tell me stop eating stuff, that you are telling me to eat, better yet, how about you stop telling me to do anything unless you are my mom, my wife, my employer or my Plt Commander, that seems like a fair layout for legislative temperance.
“If you wouldn’t let your mom, wife/husband(but we all know that women never listen 🙂 employer or Plt Commander tell you to do something in particular, then we shouldn’t pass any law that would ask someone to do something that their mom, wife/husband(yeah, husband, they are so full of authority) employer or Plt Commander wouldn’t ask them to do.”
I think I have a very confusing, and somewhat non-sensical campaign slogan there.
(needed to get the foul languaged header off of the top page.)
The Food Network recently visited a place where I ate a lot of greasy (but good) burgers during my college days. Making sure that you order correctly is part of the of the experience. Not as crazy as the hot dog joint a few posts down, but a great place none the less.
But, I think I have met my match when it comes to bacony bliss.
Everyone’s tried a bacon cheeseburger, but this guy/genius made a Bacon Cheese Baconburger. The burger is made out of — bacon. And, then topped with bacon! Wonderful. Lot’s of yummy pictures.
Question. What do you get when you take a bunch of hippies that have nothing else to do (heh) and give them a bunch of vegetables and power tools and tell them to put together an orchestra?
Answer. Pretty much the same thing you’d get from a bunch of smelly hippies sitting around banging out of rhythm on empty buckets like they normally do. Except WAY more obnoxious.
NILES, Mich. — Talk about being in a pickle: A judge gave a 35-year-old man probation in a case that police said involved an assault with pickles.
According to police reports, the pickle problems began when Bobby Lee Bolen of Buchanan was hanging out at his then-friend Jody Lee’s home in Buchanan on Aug. 20.
Bolen went to the refrigerator and helped himself to some pickles. According to the report, Lee told Bolen he couldn’t afford to feed everyone and not to eat his pickles. Bolen then began yelling and swearing and stormed out, according to the report.
Later, Bolen barged back into the house and got into an argument with Lee. Lee told police Bolen slammed him down on the couch and threw two large pickles at him and said, “Here’s your damn pickles.”
It is not known whether they were able to save the pickles.
While Wickedpinto is taking a little break/rehab, he asked me to keep up the Sunday Morning Cartoon (SMC). Well, I’m not much for cartoons — so I had to improvise a little.
I give you this weeks SMC — see if you can figure out what the ‘C’ stands for this week.
Ever wonder what the Seahawks’ locker room tastes like after a big game?
Apparently, Jones Soda Co. thinks Seattle NFL fans want to know. The company started taking online pre-orders Thursday for a five-pack of sodas with flavors it says reflect the hard work of professional football players.
Clare Bowles, a spokeswoman for the Seattle-based company, said the four literally named flavors — Dirt, Sports Cream, Perspiration and Natural Field Turf — are “pretty lifelike.”
“Perspiration Soda is kind of salty tasting,” she said, with a slightly higher sodium content than the average soda, with a smooth, “stinky football sock” finish.