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Thursday, February 23, 2012

Troll The Dial To Eleven 2012

This article has an update/correction dated 2012-02-29. Click on the title and scroll to the end to read the update.


When Newt Gingrich, in a cheeky commentary of President Obama's energy policy, told supporters at a recent campaign stop that "you can't put a gun rack in a [Chevy] Volt," I got a gleeful smile on my face. "Challenge accepted, sir," I declared, making a mental list of Chevy dealerships.

Then I realized something. What Chevy dealership in their right minds would let me attach a gun rack to a $32k piece of machinery without first, at minimum, leasing it for 3 years. If nothing else said gun rack could run the risk of causing unwanted depreciation and/or voiding the warranty. Suffice it to say, here in Newt's home state of Georgia, there is a very high probability that the owners of my local Chevy dealerships (and the majority of their employees) are Newt supporters and would probably kick my ass six ways to Friday temple.

Temporarily thwarted, I searched the web for that off-chance—that hope of all hopes—that someone might actually already have a photo of a Chevy Volt with a gun rack installed. I mean: Internet rules dictate that "someone already did it better," right? I did not find a photo of a Volt with a gun racks but I did find that the rule still applied. A little "right click → save as" and some text insertion via MS Paint and I was ready to troll Newt's Facebook page.



You Might be a Redneck, if...


Surprisingly, this makes sense to me.

Guns on her rack


Gun Rack on Stroller
(With this, I would be ready for Z-Day)



Listen:

I have nothing [well!—somethings] against Newt. In fact, on any other normal day, his comment would have gotten a little chuckle and face-palm from me. But, for some unknown and possibly unrelated reason, I was now itching for a fight.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Brooke

No comments:
I heard God
in the halo formed
by the sunrise
behind your head
in that twilit parking lot
in your car
after a night without sleep:
7:02 AM.
Lost in your eyes, I was breathless.
This is the perfect ending to a book,
God said and somehow I knew 
that fifty miles away
the first leaf of Autumn
erupted into being,
a kaleidoscope
of yellows and oranges and reds.




Pin It Photo by and courtesy of Janet Howard @ Janet Howard Studio

Thursday, February 2, 2012

What Just Happened?

As I mentioned in an earlier post, Wibbly-wobbly would be going through a little reformatting.

So?

What do you think?

The Old Look
As of 02/02/2012