Sunday, August 30, 2009

The Most Intersting Dog In The World

And other odd doggie bits, via Funny Or Die:

...And the Second Most Interesting Dog in the World:
Hot Dog - watch more funny videos

Saturday, August 29, 2009

A Right & Proper Wake: "Slainte," Teddy

Ya take the ice off the corpse, and put it one the beer!

The Night Pat Murphy Died

Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died,
is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk,
and they ain't got sober yet;

As long as a bottle was passed around
every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes,
some music for to play

That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;

They said it was a sin and shame
and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place
was full the night Pat Murphy died

As Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole
They put the bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold

About two o'clock in the morning after empty'ing the jug
Doyle rolls up the ice box lid to see poor Paddy's mug
We stopped the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine

They stopped the hearse on George Street outside Sundance Saloon
They all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard, so holy and sublime
Found out when they got there, they'd left the corpse behind!

Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play

Friday, August 28, 2009

Could Weed Actually Be GOOD For You?

That would be cool, nest paw?

Well, open your ports and let the coolness flow!

The semi-coolness, anyway. The results aren't really in yet on the "good for you" part (though there are indications it maybe effective in preventing some kinds of cancers), but they are beginning to coalesce around the notion that, at least, it won't kill you. That's the headline on Alternet this morning. There follows a report:
The article linked, by Fred Gardner, editor of the medical marijuana research quarterly journal O'Shaughnessy's, shares the results of a major medical study the media completely ignored, and his conclusions are quite blunt on the matter: Smoking pot doesn't cause lung cancer. In fact, the study found that cigarette smokers who also smoked marijuana were at a lower risk of contracting lung cancer than tobacco-only smokers.
Roll 'em!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Amazing Artifact Recovered From Long-Lost Bong Dynasty

Sculptor Brandan Tang combines Chinese Ming dynasty vase design with pop Asian mecha motifs. He calls the work "Manga Ormolu." See more at Hi-Fructose. "Brandan Tang's Manga Ming "Ormolu" Vases"
I vote for the Bong Dynasty, known to have fallen in the year 420 CE.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Scotch Whiskey (The Water of Life)

It's a bit of a commercial for Glenfiddich/Grants, but the essence is there. GlenFiddich is a Speyside scotch.

Laphroaig comes from the islands.

Bubbles? Anything that moves!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Blessed Saviour Appears On Dog's Ass

DOTOF™:"The Future Was Yesterday"

It's a freaking MIRACLE, I tell ya!! Call the Arch-Bishop. Call the FUCKING VATICAN FER CHRISSAKE! If ya look real close, you see His eyes are brown!

See if you can discern the shape of Our Lord on the arrangement of parts on this blessed Dog's hinder regions.

Hint: It's a Standing Jesus, with arms spread from the hips. See it? Start at the anus, and work down.

(This Is Gonna KILL On E-Bay!)

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

DIY Vaporizer

Finally! Some Real, Practical Advice!

DOTOF™: Brimstone, commenting on MLW

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Did I Mention SHARKS!!!!!

Ambushed in the surf by not one but TWO Great Whites, I do not know how the lad escaped with such slight injuries.

Whiskey-dog Recipes

1 c. whiskey
1 c. brown sugar
1 c. ketchup
Hors d'oeuvre wieners
Mix and pour ingredients over wieners. Bring to a boil and allow to simmer 2 hours.

3 lb. frankfurters, cut in bite-size pieces
1 c. bourbon whiskey
1 c. brown sugar

1/2 c. chopped onion
1/2 c. chopped green pepper
1/4 c. butter
4 (8 oz.) cans tomato sauce
1 c. + 2 tbsp. brown sugar
1 (12 oz.) can tomato paste
1 c. bourbon whiskey
4 tsp. wine vinegar
4 tsp. minced garlic
1/4-1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. pepper
4-5 drops hot sauce
3-4 lbs. cocktail franks or cut regular franks in 1" pieces
Saute onion and green pepper in butter until soft. Add remaining ingredients except frankfurters. Bring to boil then reduce heat. Add frankfurters and simmer 1 hour. Transfer to heated chafing dish and provide wooden picks. Make 1 day in advance. Refrigerate and reheat.

3/4 c. rye whiskey
1/2 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. ketchup
1 lb. hotdogs
Cut hotdogs into bite size pieces. Combine all ingredients. Add hotdogs and simmer, 1 hour.

1 lb. hot dogs, cut into bite size pieces
3/4 c. Bourbon Whiskey
1/2 c. brown sugar
1 1/2 c. ketchup
1 tsp. onion, minced
Pinch of oregano
1/2 tsp. rosemary (or dill weed)
Combine all and bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour.

1 bottle barbeque sauce, Open Pit regular flavor
3/4 c. bourbon whiskey
1 lb. hot dogs, sliced
Mix all together in medium saucepan. Simmer slowly for one hour. Serve hot with toothpicks for your eating utensils.

1 pkg. hot dogs (cut into sm. bite-size)
1/2 c. ketchup
1/2 c. Whiskey
1/2 c. sm. chopped onions
1/2 c. brown sugar
In small saucepan melt ketchup, whiskey and brown sugar. Add onion and hot dogs. Cook over low heat for 20 minutes. These are better made one day ahead or early in the morning as needed.

1 1/2 c. ketchup
1/2 c. chunky style barbecue sauce
1 c. brown sugar
2/3 c. Whiskey
2 pkgs. hot dogs
Slice hot dogs, put together with all ingredients in crock pot. Cook 1 hour covered, 2 hours uncovered.

1 1/2 lb. hot dogs, cut 3 to each hot dog
1 regular bottle barbecue sauce
1 tsp. mustard
1/2 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. whiskey
Mix ingredients; pour over hot dogs. Bake slow for a few hours.

3 lbs. hot dogs (30 dogs)
2 tbsp. diced onions
2 c. dark brown sugar (1 lb.)
1 lg. (26 oz.) bottle Heinz ketchup
3/4 c. bourbon whiskey
Cut each hot dog into 4 pieces. Mix all ingredients and cook at low temperature for 1 to 1 1/2 hours. Stir often.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Evan Williams Black Label Is The Best Inexpensive Bourbon, Period.

Drinking which always puts me in mind of swiggin' it with my old pal Pic Fermin, in his yard, in Santa Fe, back in the day.

But this vid is about Evan Williams' (pricier) single barrel product, which I haven't tasted, but will do someday. (Evan Black Label is one of the very few 86 proof bourbons, period. Why anyone would dring JD, when they could drink EW I don't get.)

In fact, I'd put Jack Daniels on Molly Ivins' list of "over-rated stuff" (along with the FBI, Mack trucks, and young pussy).

"Whiskey In The Jar" -- Jerry Garcia & David Grisman

Iirc, it's almost exactly 15 14 years since Jerry left us...

Monday, August 10, 2009



for this fall. Instead of the 'road-trip' we've taken the last couple of years.

Pack a lunch/snacks/cooler and ride the rails!!! On a Friday, in September, the trains shouldn't be packed...

Starting in Abq, we'll run down to Belen (RAILRUNNER'S southern terminus), off-load and explore Belen (Spanish for "Bethlehem")for an hour or so, then reboard the north-bound train.

Ride back through Abq, all the way up to Santa Fe, where a jolly round of exploring/shopping/sightseeing/gallery (and/or museum)-hopping would thence ensue (the Railyards in Santa Fe is both interesting in its own right, and very convenient to the main sights and sites in town).

Since no driving is entailed, drinking copiously at Tomasitas or the Railyard Bar would be appropriate. And eating green (or red) chile enchiladas and burritos...

Reboard the last train to Abq (about 10 pm)...

Then Saturday, if there is again any interest, a day at the New Mexico State Fair. Followed, in the evening, by a beef-beer-burrito party at the Konopelli Kennel...

Y'all are invited...Lemme know if you're interested.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Another Gathering of Blog-Geezers, Soonish?

So far there are three (Woody, Pat, & Russ) of us who have met, twice (or thrice, depending), to quaff suds (or other relevant spirits), dispute politely the deteriorating condition of the polity, and criticize the Pope of Hope on the event of his many, and infuriatingly increasing disappointments.

There will likely be another such gathering, possibly with our Colorado pal, One Fly, in attendance, this month or next.

This post is an Open Invitation to anyone, Geezer or merely aging ungracefully and/or ungraciously, to join us in the fun.

"Geezer," btw, is non-gender-specific, so any Geezettes wishing to join the fun should not be abashed...

I will post the details when they have been established.

Cheers, shares (as ol' Juustahn Weelsohn usta say!)

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Saturday Dog-Blogging

Hannah-Stella, Queen of the Night (an un-tiny dancer)

On Duty: Keeping the Fish in Walled-in Pond

With a Smile and a Wag

Desperately Seeking A Tummy-Rub

She's Such A Silly, Old Dog

Budreaux: 75 Pounds of Watchful

Keepin' an eye on things

Not Just Another Pretty Face

He's An Irrepressible Conversationalist

It's HIS Yard...

Friday, August 7, 2009

RIP, John Hughes, 1950-2009

If you were even merely partially sentient in the '80s, one or more of his films will have touched something in you somewhere, even if you weren't a 'teen' or 'tween' at the time (Ferris Beuller is my hero). His characters and stories epitomized '80s sentimentalities, but the essential insights about youth and the intimate terrors of adolescence were timeless.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

A Two-Fer: Whiskey AND Weed

Well, sorta, anyway. There's some spoilsport over at Alternet who's claiming we can't have both, and that if we could have only one, weed would be preferable.
Let’s review, shall we? The most successful Olympian in history attends a college party, pounds a few beers, and allegedly behaves like a drunken ass. At some point during the evening, he inhales a bit of marijuana. When all of this becomes public, he is run through the social, corporate, and legal wringer—but only for his suspected pot use. So what lesson has our champion swimmer learned? That’s simple. Next time he goes out in public, he should just stick to being drunk and obnoxious.

Dang! Who ever thought I'd be anti-choice?

But experienced debauchers actually do agree:

Still, I like both, prefer 'em together, or separate (since I have a pact with myself: no whiskey before 4pm), daily, at least.


I cannot believe I forgot "waves." Chuy.
Blame the weed, I guess...

Can A Patch Of "Weed" Staunch Civil Financial Hemorrhage Crisis?

The Toquer's Taxonomy

As the "recession" trudges along toward a ful-fledged "depression," governments on all levels are struggling to find significant new sources of revenue. One long-time favorite revenue-producing remedy has traditionally been the "sin tax": taxes levied on otherwise socially undesirable behaviors. The cigaret tax is a current example, and so is the liquor tax. States which permit gambling tax those receipts generously. Historically, taxes have been levied even on prostitution. So it is not much of a surprise that states and municipalities have turned their attentions to taxing the consumption of America's favorite and most frequently consumed--but also the most extravagantly demonized-- recreational "crop," marijuana.

At present, Oakland, CA, is leading the way. But many other governments are looking at the idea. Los Angeles, CA, is considering a pot tax to augment its coffers. Indeed, California Governor Schwartznegger has asked for a large-scale study to report on whether taxing 'ganja' would be expedient for answering some of the State's enormous and still growing budget ills: The state’s proposed $50 an ounce pot tax would bring in about $1.3 billion a year in additional revenue. Meanwhle, in July, a writer for the (libertarian) Cato Institute suggested using a designated marijuana tax to pay the State's teachers.

A similar expedient has also been studied by (unlikely) politicians on the otherside of the continent: A year before leaving office, former MA. Governor and presidential candidate Mitt Romney considered the expedient to help fund the State's shrinking budget and declining revenues.

Unfortunately, the tax proposals only seem to apply to so-called "medical marijuana," the production, procurement, and use of which is now either legal or decriminalized in 13 states, including New Mexico. But it is manifestly unfair to lay the entire burden of this stream of revenue generation on the backs of people whose use of the weed is required or recommended as part of a course of medical therapy. All pot-smokers should be required to share this burden.

To accomplish, however, would of course require the NATIONAL legalization/decriminalization of the substrance, a move that the most powerful national politicos and institutions have been loathe to pursue, for a variety of reasons, not least of which is that it would require--or at least be tantamount to-- the admission by those Drug Warriors and others, of the complete and utter disaster the preceding 70 or 80 years of "drug wars" and sundry other persecutions that have been visited upon users in the course of a thinly veiled racial/class struggle to suppress the users have been.

Also, the 'drug war' is an immensely profitable and popular machinery for the Law & Order contingent, along with providing a convenient tool for suppressing "undesirable" populations. The explosive militarification of the local constabulary has occurred overwhelmingly under the rubric of battling drug-dealers, for example. (Cops LOVE 'em some M-16s. Makes 'em look SO kewl!) And it has resulted in exponential increases in police 'home raids,' and consequent abuses of power by the "law." In addition, proceeds from the sale of goods and property confiscated during the execution of drug arrests and convictions have been a rich source of (often unaccountable and unaccounted) revenues, as well asa a source of nearly constant abuse of police powers. Proceeds from confiscated property are dedicated to further "police" work against drug users and dealers. For obvious reasons, either legalization or decriminalization for this component of the problem is a non-starter.

Then there's the penal industry, the vast majority of those incarcerated in which are 'drug' offenders of one sort or another, and a plurality of whom are mere users. The California prison guards union, which by itself defeated recent efforts to throw out California's draconian, excessive "3-Strikes" policy, are unalterably opposed to Legalization or decriminalization, because that would reduce the number of convictions, and subsequent imprisonments, which would thereby reduce the number of guards needed to 'supervise' those convicts.

So there are fiercely powerful interests arrayed against the universal legalization/decriminalization of pot. It will be interesting to regard and report on the conflicts ensuing from the very real needs of the 'body politic' for new sourcesof revenue in general, and the vested special-interests arrayed against change.

Watch this space.

"the Joker" -- Steve Miller Band

Speakin' of the pompatus of luvvvv...

Monday, August 3, 2009

"Willin' "-- Little Feat

Does Smoking Weed Makes You A Lazy Loser???

Reprised from The Well-Armed Lamb, Nov, '08.
...If it doesn't drive you mad with lust, or murderous rages. Right? We ALL remember "Reefer Madness."

No? You DON'T remember? Well, why should ANYONE be SURPRISED about THAT? EVERYBODY knows how weed wipes out your memory, you damn dirty, irresponsible slackers and hippies.

OTOH, Ken Silverstein, at Harper's Magazine's "Washington Babylon" blog, posted the following piece from The Agitator he says he found on Andrew Sullivan's blog.
Successful Pot Smokers: Let’s Make a List
Friday, November 7th, 2008

The latest absurdity to come out of the Office of National Drug Control Policy is an anti-pot PR campaign with the motto, “Hey, not trying to be your mom, but there aren’t many jobs out there for potheads.”

The first three ads suggest that drug users can look forward to a career as a “burrito taster,” a “couch security guard,” or “remote control operator.”

It’s an incredibly lame campaign, and reeks of stodgy wonks making a desperate attempt to look hip.

The Marijuana Policy Project’s Bruce Mirken adds:
By the way, jobs held by people who’ve acknowledged smoking marijuana include governor of California (Arnold Schwarzenegger), astronomer (Carl Sagan), mayor of New York (Michael Bloomberg), billionaire rock star/songwriter (Paul McCartney), and — well, you get the point.
Here’s my challenge to Agitator readers, bloggers, and others: In this comments thread, let’s compile a master list of admitted pot smokers —current or former— who not only haven’t ended up as heroin junkies or burnouts, but have gone on to lead successful lives. If the person is famous, include a link. But feel free to add yourselves and what you do now, too, if you fit the criteria. School teacher? Cop? Stay at home mom? Grad student? Count yourself in. You can leave out your name if you like. Or include it. Either way.

I’ll get it started:
Barack Obama, president-elect. Bill Clinton, 42nd president of the U.S. John Kerry, U.S. Senator and 2004 Democratic nominee for president. John Edwards, multi-millionaire, former U.S. Senator, and 2004 Democratic nominee for vice president. Sarah Palin, governor of Alaska, 2008 Republican nominee for vice president. British Home Secretary Jacqui Smith, Transport Secretary Ruth Kelly, and and Chancellor Alistair Darling. Josh Howard, NBA all-star. New York Governor David Paterson. Former Vice President, Nobel Peace Prize winner, and Oscar winner Al Gore. Former Sen. Bill Bradley, who smoked while playing professional basketball. Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas, former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich, and former New York Governor George Pataki. Billionaire and New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg.
That’s the result of a five-minute Google search. The presence of so many high-ranking politicians so early in the search results puts the lie to the ONDCP’s ridiculous ad campaign, and shows that to the extent that marijuana is harmful, the harm lies mostly in what the government will do to you to you if it catches you. It’s not only possible to smoke pot and go on to live a productive life, that’s by far and away what most people who smoke the drug actually do. The fact that all of the politicians listed above still support drug prohibition and the continued funding of farcical government organizations like ONDCP is the real shame, here. They’re more than happy to ruin the lives of young people who did the same thing they did in their youth. The lesson isn’t that you shouldn’t smoke pot. It’s that if you do, don’t incur the misfortune of getting caught.

So let’s see how long we can make this list. Give this post some love on Digg, and on Reddit. Poke around on the Interwebs and add more entries in the comments. If you qualify, add your own name—or at least what you do. I only ask that you not add the names of people other than yourself without documentation.

Have at it.
(Burrito taster? You can get paid for that? Shit, I never knew that! I wasted all that time being a fucking professor, journalist, and Class A carpenter! Goddam. Will Taco Bell still take me?)

At this posting, there were 434 replies listing 'successful' pot smokers, many of them neither obvious nor public figures, but still having had good lives, despite their foul 'addiction.'

Oh, I almost forgot: here's the notorious "Reefer Madness."
Roll 'em, and toke 'em if ya got 'em! Enjoy...