Turkey Day!

In my opinion, Thanksgiving is the best holiday of the year. Football, Turkey, Beer, Turkey, Stuffing, Cranberry Sauce, etc, etc, etc.... Good times, good people. And this year, I'm having it at my house so I get to pick the beers, as well as the games. Plus, I don't have to drive anywhere afterward!

This year, I'll be deep-frying my turkey in 2 gallons of peanut-oil. If you have never had deep-fried turkey, go to any football game and look for it. It's the best turkey around. Last night we picked up Tom - a modest 16 pounder. He got his bath and has ben injected with various spices. Today I'll pick up the oil. Tomorrow - the eary part. Heat oil to 350 and cook for 48 minutes - 3 minutes per pound. Easy stuff.

I get to sleep in on Friday while thie wifey goes after the pre-dawn deals. F That. An afternoon of poker - again at my place - is the perfect "leftovers" activity.

Have a great Thanksgiving! Dallas still sucks.

Sunday Blues

So, here is the real-life timeline of a typical Philadelphia Sports Fan's Sunday afternoon....

12:00PM - Flyers lose - again...

12:30PM - Sixers lose - again

1:00PM - Eagles game starts

1:01PM - Eagles begin the game with crappy playcalling and penalties

1:30PM - It's announced the the Phillies top off-season prospect is headed to Chicago. F U Soriano!!!

1:45PM - Mcabb goes down.... I proceed to hold my breath....

1:46PM - McNabb is carted off the filed - Garcia comes into the game....

1:47PM - Garcia's first play concludes.

1:47PM - I realize the season is over. '08 isn't looking good either at this point...

Tax this!

It's bad enough that I can no longer buy my gas in Jersey on a regular basis (The only really good thing about Jersy, by the way), but now I have to learn that the PA Gov is about to raise the gas tax - again. This time for improvements to "roads and bridges."

Driving around in PA is like driving around on an obstacle course. Even the "good" roads are suspect. We have two of the most dangerour intersections in the nation less than 2 miles apart. If you have never been to Philly, take a tour of Roosevelt Blvd. Imagine taking the Autobahn, breaking it up to 12 lanes, and adding traffic lights and potholes. It's fabulous - and not for the faint of heart.

So now we will get to pay even more in gas taxes to fix these roads? F'n politicians. Get me a crew of illegals and half of last year's budget - I'll get the roads fixed.

Blue State Blues

So here we are, headed down the road to higher taxes, unlimited numbers of social programs, amnesty for illegals, and the dreaded pull-out strategy. It's time to negotiate with those who don't negotiate, talk with those who lie to your face, and embrace Welfare as an acceptable career for many of today's poor - and lazy. What the F....

Also last night I realized something else - ripping up the floor in your master bedroom is messy. Trying to level the settled floor of over a century of geo-movement is also more difficult than one might imagine. Yet, alas, I contribute to the revenue of Home Depot, which helps the stock price, which I own. So it all comes 'round in the end, right?

Duffco friends - Holy crap. WTF is going on there? Get out. Run. I'm not one for advocating jumping off of the bandwagon, but holy shit. I realized that it isn't leadership that's missing, it common sense!

And - Mr. Palavere - That "Atlanta" rant is classic.... definitely a bookmark in my book!

Certified Letter

So we get a certified letter in the mail from the property owner behind us - which will for the time being rename nameless. Basically, it says "Leaves are blowing on my parking lot - please trim your trees because your leaves are blowing into my lot." 4 homeowners got the same letter.

Holy crap! Leaves! Those dangerous things! He left his name and phone number. The response went something like this:

"Hi! I'm so and so.... I own property x. I don't have any trees that border your property, so go F yourself. By the way, how about fixing your old-ass fence that is almost falling down into my yard? Remember I asked you last summer about it?"

His response was classic:

"Well, I didnt really look at which trees the landscapers were talking about, so maybe I'll have to get over there and look for myself. As far as the fenece goes, I didn't know it was broken. I don't get over to the property very often. I'll look at it this weekend."

Good idea, jackass. Collect your rent and neglect the property.

The Parade

Well, rumor has it that the Duffco Parade (out the door) continues. I can't say that I'm surprised. To be honest, I've been keeping my ear to the ground not because I would actually like to go back there, but because there are people there I would like to work with again some day. Yes, believe it or not, there are good peeps at Duffco.

I wish you good luck at the Super Secret Probation Meeting on Friday.... I'm sure you will all finally get the crystal clear vision of what's going to happen.

Pull the trigger already! The only ones left will be the mice and the sloths.