Julie with a B

Sunday, December 31, 2006
Sunday pun

Sir Edgbert, knight of the realm, was hurrying home on a cold, dark, wet night when, suddenly, his horse suffered a major coronary and died on the spot. All Sir Edgbert could do was collect up what belongings he could and tramp onwards.

After staggering for a spell, he decides that he must get alternative transport. Accordingly, he heads for the nearest building which, as luck would have it, is a small farm. He strides up to the door, bangs on it and shouts 'A horse! A horse! I must have a horse!"

The door opens to reveal a young girl. She looks at Sir Edgbert and says, "Your pardon, good knight but my father and brothers are returning from the village on the other side of the forest and will not be back before noon tomorrow. They are riding all our horses".

Sir Edgbert is saddened by this and says "But I must return home immediately. Have you any idea where I may acquire alternative transportation?".

The young girl says "I know of no other horses hereabouts, but sometimes my brothers ride our Great Dane dog when the need arises. Would use of that help?"

Sir Edgbert is desperate and says "If I must, I must. Show me the animal". The young girl leads the way around to the back of the farmhouse to a stable. She disappears inside and returns leading and enormous dogs which is quite of a size for riding. Unfortunately, the dog has seen better days. It's coat is threadbare, it's legs are spindly and it seems to be breathing labouriously.

Sir Edgbert looks at the young girl and says, "Surely, you wouldn't send a knight out on a dog like this?"

Saturday, December 30, 2006
Saddam commentary
Check out "This Divided State" for an interesting pictorial (and not work safe) commentary. Only if you are LEFT - those on the RIGHT will be upset. So don't go there, 'kay?

Saturday Pun
Pat: Hey, Chris! How's your new pet fish doing? You told me he was really something special.
Chris: To tell you the truth, I'm really disappointed in him. The guy who sold him to me said I could teach him to sing like a bird.
Pat: You bought a fish because you thought you could teach him to sing like a bird? I can't believe it!
Chris: Well, yeah. After all, he's a parrot fish.
Pat: I hate to tell you this, Chris, but while you might be able to teach a parrot bird to sing, you're never going to get anywhere with a parrot fish.
Chris: That's what you think! He can sing all right. The thing is, he keeps singing off-key. It's driving me crazy. Do you know how hard it is to tuna fish?

Thursday, December 28, 2006
Blog Anniversary, Take Two

The Second Blogiversary . . December 16th! And WHERE WAS I? Um.......

However. There should definitely be a retelling of the luscious romance of the Blogfather and the blogperson, that produced "Julie with a B".

Really I know that the Blogfather would love it if the details would simply slide quietly away and no longer trouble him, but, no, it's too much fun to retell!

Once upon a time there was a blogperson, too way left wing and too alluring to be named, that so entranced the Blogfather . . . .

Besotted he was!

(the details of said romance are here deleted due to the sensitivity of the material and the young minds that might be irreversibly damaged if they read it. Also due to the fact that the participating members might sue me for revealing said details. But check here (Dec 16th) for story and pictures! See Ogre's post on the subject of suing about explicit publishing here.)

Yet, after *everything* . . . (ahem) . . . . she left him . . . . and all he has is the memory of long heated discussions with the FAR LEFT.

Oh. And a left of center Blogdaughter. Julie with a B.

The Blogfather encouraged JulieB to find her voice, lent a hand with supporting linkies, visited to comment lovely long winded ditties that others enjoyed arguing with, and corrected JulieB's grammar, manners, and occasionally, her attitude.

Once again, thanks to American Warmonger, who created the template for JulieB. Jeremy created Julie with a B in, well, revenge for some long winded Left Wing comments I left on his Christmas blog post. (Jeremy, where are you, buddy??)

In memory, thanks to Nickie Goomba, for his support, caring , and very excellent punning. Best wishes to his heir. (by the way, note the bottle of 20 yr old single malt Scotch on the table next to the couch. Have a seat, pour yourself one, Nickie Jr. and hang for a bit.... sorry about the pretzels) (you're welcome)

And to my friends, the Texican Tattlers, Jesse at Life or Something Like it, Teach at Pirate's Cove - many thanks for, well, being my friends.


OK. It's safe to come out from behind the curtains now, DC. They all know it was you anyway. They recognized your picture despite the chain mail.

Sunday, December 03, 2006
Oh, and look out, DC
Year two of JulieB is approaching it's end and year three will begin. You remember what that means? A brief visit with the parent? (recall the the "blogmother" is still a mystery. How does that work??)

Thought you'd remember....

And back to politics -
NYTimes: WASHINGTON, Dec. 3 — Senator Barack Obama’s announcement that he might run for president is altering the early dynamics of the 2008 Democratic nominating contest. The move has created complications for Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton as she steps up her own preparations and is posing a threat to lesser-known Democrats trying to position themselves as alternatives to Mrs. Clinton, Democrats said Sunday.

Yes! .... OK, I think she's a lousy candidate. She's not got a clue - she picks up whatever theme might make her acceptable, has NO personal "vision thing" going, and she thinks the nation ends at the Mississippi River. How about us Coyote Democrats? Eh? What about the West?

At the least, Mr. Obama’s very high-profile explorations have contributed to a quickening of the pace across the 2008 Democratic field. On Sunday, Senator Evan Bayh of Indiana said that he would create a presidential exploratory committee this week. And Gov. Tom Vilsack of Iowa went so far as to announce his candidacy two years before Election Day, in what his aides said was a calculated strategy to grab a moment of attention before Mr. Obama and Mrs. Clinton blot out the sun.

Ah, huh. Choices are good. Waiting to see what else steps firmly forward...

Winter on its way in

Well, yes, it's cold. But very pretty. We've had a bit of rain, though an inch less than last year so far. Perhaps not that El Nino year that the weather folks were pushing on us . . .

But cold here means a bit of ice on the windshield in the morning and putting a coat on before going out.

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