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Friday, December 30, 2011

Swept Away flick

One of my all-time faves.

A battle of the sexes. Class warfare. And a battle of differing ideologies.



Later

Promises, promises

With our centuries-old commissioner form of county government mere hours away from being replaced, it seems we’re replacing corruption, nepotism and indifference with tumult, chaos and rancor.

The TL link: Urban may pass on county council seat

Luzerne County Commissioner Stephen A. Urban hinted Thursday that he may not be serving on the new home rule county council.

While discussing the 2012 county budget during the last commissioner meeting, Urban said he won’t vote to give the courts more funding “if I get sworn in as a council member.”
The CV link: Final meeting features send-offs, face-offs

WILKES-BARRE - After giving farewell comments at the final Luzerne County commissioners' meeting on Thursday, Commissioner Stephen A. Urban wouldn't say if he planned to serve on county council.
"We will find out Monday," Urban said.

Personally, I’m not buying it. The way I figure it, he’ll be at the courthouse bright and early on Monday, which would be a first for any Luzerne County commissioner ex or otherwise.

The troubling thing for me is that the voters rejected the commissioner form of government only to put one of the three commissioners in partial charge of the new form of government. Does that make any sense?

Not to me, it doesn’t.

During the transitional meetings, Urban has seemed to be the more-than-willing fly in the ointment at every single one. And because of that, here’s to hoping that he does bow out.

The new county council gets sworn-in Monday morning and then transitions into it’s first official meeting as a governing body. They need to pick the flies out of the ointment, appoint a county executive and begin to deal with the parting shot the three commissioners sent them by way of a make-believe 2012 budget.

There is sure to be plenty of the aforementioned tumult, chaos and rancor. Which is in no way an indictment on my part of those due to be sworn-in come Monday. But it seems as if there would be a helluva lot less rancor if the career politician in the group would just do as he suggested he might and walk away. We can only hope.

Either way, it’s sure to be a bumpy ride. So buckle up and pay even more attention than ever before.

I know I will.

Count on it.

Later

Fore!

Mission accomplished: 18 rounds a day for three years.


One more year, er, one more excruciating year to go.

G'nite

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

"Occupy" Legos

I bought a half-ton of Legos this month alone, but I missed this set...



Later

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Where Only Sue & I Dare

There are termites in the vent framing, you say?

No problemo. Let's have a look.



Soundtrack by Sue.

Later

Monday, December 26, 2011

Word Police!!!

Is this, like, a politically correct thing to say?


Somebody call the increasingly rogue U.S. Justice Department and have this big meanie deported.

Buh-bye

Disturbing fire video

The place: The Station night club, West Warwick, Rhode Island on February, 20, 2003.

100 people were killed after the on-stage pyrotechnics lit the place on fire. From the looks of the joint, it appears to be a somewhat aged wood-frame structure, not a structure you'd want to be lighting fireworks inside of.

The fire department arrives in less than five minutes, but still well too late to save much of anything or anyone. The point being, fire moves very quickly.

When the music stops, you can hear the singer say "Wow. That's not good."



Later

Three Grandrodents video

Yeah, I know the quality sucks, so don't bother to comment on it. Just a moment in time, albeit, poorly done.

A couple of scattered thoughts on it. Surrounded by these screaming types, it's no wonder people drink.

Secondly, to the easily-led (henpecked) types, no, I do not turn off the NFL for any holiday. Not even Christmas.

Oh, and the Eagles bite!



Later

Sunday, December 25, 2011

While visions of sugar plumbs dance in our heads...

F-18 Hornets...



Later

Merry Christmas: Air Jordan war is over

Makes me want to buy 50 remote acres, a used double-wide, a couple of sawed-off shotguns and some vicious junkyard dogs.



All for overpriced Air Jordans? You couldn't get me to act like that unless you were offering retro high-top Converse.

Oops!