Paul's Thing

Trouble, oh we got trouble, Right here in River City! With a capital T, That rhymes with P, And that stands for Pool! Men at work The crack Next step: cut out the crack, fix it with new concrete & rebar, resurface the pool, put in new tile and decking, refill.  There goes the new [...]

This time they’re after Anne Frank’s Diary (again).

Going through old junk today, Donna found this memo from 1984, when I was the wing commander’s exec at Elmendorf Air Force Base in Alaska.  I don’t remember who Captain Bupp was, but I do remember his calls being persistent and annoying.  Colonel Paxton was my boss, and Joanne was our secretary.

Hat tip to one of my favorite bloggers, Radley Balko at The Agitator: “It’s just not age appropriate,” said Cadmus, adding that this is the first time a book has been removed from classrooms throughout the district. The book? Click here.

Donna’s wondering why I was standing in the front yard at eight this morning taking photos. Snow, that’s why! Click to enlarge Click to enlarge

From my post of two days ago: “And I think corporate ownership of congress is going to get worse, not better.” Boy, I’ll say.  Yesterday the Supreme Court extended free speech rights to corporations, who will now be allowed to contribute unlimited amounts of money to political candidates and parties. Some say this’ll be the [...]

Ever hear someone say he has a beak, or that such-and-such a thing gives him the beak?  We said it all the time in the USAF; “I have a beak” means I’m pissed off; “you give me the beak” means you make me angry. The beak must be secret military jargon, because when I Google [...]

I rode my motorcycle to El Paso and back over the weekend; east on Friday, west on Sunday, racking up just over 700 miles.  Interstate all the way, smooth, almost boring.  If you’ve taken I-10 across southern New Mexico and Arizona, you know it’s all open desert . . . fly-over country, as they say. [...]