Thursday, September 28, 2006
Obligatory Light Posting Comment
by Surly Dave
This has been a busy week. I had some work off a Craigslist ad I ran for doing some welding and fencing work, then I've been helping a friend with some remodeling.
I've also been asked to submit some articles to a local disablity rights paper: Some on cooking for the disabled (How to prepare a, say, stew, with only one working hand) and some articles on spirituality.
The spirituality articles are going to be...interesting. They want me to be deep, but avoid endorsing any one religion. So I'll be addressing things like bitterness, unforgiveness, fear, you know, the stuff that makes you feel good. Oh, wait, I'll right about peace and good stuff to.
I figure I'll give it shot. They pay, which would be great as I am still unemployed, and when I have a dead line I can really crank out the work.
I have to be carefull that I don't fall into the Lilek Trap: Where the focus of my blog is how much writing I have to do. Just kidding James. Besides, I'm bigger than you. And my kid is cuter.
Friday, September 22, 2006
Entertaining Angels?
by Surly Dave
"Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it." Hebrews 12:2
I have not been known for my compassion to the homeless. I'm not recognized for my giving to the beggars down on Lyndale and Broadway.
I have some very strong feelings about these people. Most of them have sucked the system dry and slapped away every offer of a legitimate "hand up" in favor of a "hand out".
I know some will argue with me. Back in the 80's the state dumped thousands of people into the streets that where in state hospitals and half-way homes. Something about 'dignity'. I guess begging for food on the streets makes them feel good about themselves.
And yet...I find my self doing things that contradict my hardened opinion. When I was heading back to the shop after a long hot day digging foundations for monuments, I'd often dig into the cooler and hand out bottles of cold water to the guys begging down on Broadway. Granted, I was doing about 30 MPH, and it didn't seem like a blessing to them when the bottle came flying at their noggin...JUST KIDDING! I would make a point of pulling up to the side walk and hand them out. I didn't do it because I wanted to make myself look good or feel Superior, it's just that these guys were out in the 100° heat and needed a drink.
This morning I was in the grocery store parking lot, leaving after picking up some supplies and this young guy in a beat up car was cruising the lot hitting people up for money. I tried to dodge him, but my gout foot kept me from ducking in between the cars.
He caught up to me and gave me this story about being from Little Falls and he forgot his wallet up north and he was stranded down here in the cities and needed gas to get home and blah blah blah...I told him I had no cash (which I didn't) and wished him good luck. Once I got back into my truck, I was confronted with a thought: What if he was an angel?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Maybe I'm a fool. But in light of my strong opinion and that this isn't the type of scripture passage I have taped to my bathroom mirror, I decided it was something I should act on. Maybe God was trying to get my attention.
I saw that he had headed for the Super America on the corner and decided that I'd buy him some gas if I could catch him. If he asked for the money, I'd say no. I caught him before he left the station, and told him to pull up to the pump because I was going to buy him some gas.
Tears, my friends. Tears. He was genuinely touched.
I could have gotten on my high horse and gave him a speech about getting his life together and personal responsibility and yadda, yadda, yadda, but I just shook his hand and sent him on his way with a blessing.
Who knows? Maybe he laughed as soon as I was out of sight. Maybe he headed back to Little Falls. Maybe I'll see him down there begging again tomorrow and I'll bust him out for it.
Maybe he was an angel?
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Been Working on some Church Stuff
by Surly Dave
I spent the last couple of days work on a baby dedication service. It's interesting doing stuff like this because, 1. the church I belong to hasn't really had a hard and fast way of doing stuff like this, and 2. This is the first time I've done something like this. I'm honored to be asked to be part of the service, and have been praying that the service will be a blessing to the parents, their guests, and the church as well.
Here is a rough out line of how it will go. I just cut and pasted it from Word.
Intro: The Parent's Make their Commitment.
Why do we do a dedication? Dedication is a practice taken primarily from texts like:
Lk. 2:22: When the time of their purification according to the Law of Moses had been completed, Joseph and Mary took him to Jerusalem to present him to the Lord.
A Baby Dedication is a ceremony in which believing parents, and sometimes entire families, make a committment before the Lord to submit a child to God's will and to raise that child according to God's Word and God's ways.
Christian parents who dedicate a child are making a promise to the Lord to do everything within their power to raise the child in a godly way, prayerfully until he can make a decision on his own to follow God. Parents who make this vow of commitment are committing to raise their child in the ways of God, and not according to their own ways. Some of the responsibilities include teaching and training the child in God's Word, demonstrating an example of godliness, disciplining according to God's ways, and praying earnestly for the child.
Parents come up front and share testimonies, scripture…
Introduce Child to the body...
Invite Grandparents Up
Duet:4 Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one. [a] 5 Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. 6 These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. 7 Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.
Dedication of Child
“In the spirit of Gen 22, we are giving back to God the gift he has given us”
Anoint with oil-why
Consecration: To set apart for Gods purposes. Webster's definition of consecrate is “To devote irrevocably to the worship of God."
Exodus 40:9-15 9 "Take the anointing oil and anoint the tabernacle and everything in it; consecrate it and all its furnishings, and it will be holy. 10 Then anoint the altar of burnt offering and all its utensils; consecrate the altar, and it will be most holy. 11 Anoint the basin and its stand and consecrate them.
12 "Bring Aaron and his sons to the entrance to the Tent of Meeting and wash them with water. 13 Then dress Aaron in the sacred garments, anoint him and consecrate him so he may serve me as priest. 14 Bring his sons and dress them in tunics. 15 Anoint them just as you anointed their father, so they may serve me as priests. Their anointing will be to a priesthood that will continue for all generations to come."
As they anointed the temple to consecrate to God…
1 Corinthians 6:19 19Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;
…We also anoint the child to consecrate him in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
Prayer: Pull up chairs for the family, ask people to pray as they feel led, please wait for the microphone.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Studio 60 Review
by Surly Dave
I watched the new NBC 'comedy' Studio 60 last night.
Essentially, it's a 'behind the scenes' look at a failing late night, hard driving comedy show, a la 'Saturday Night Live', done in the style of 'The LeftWest Wing.
Why is the show failing? Well, as quest star Judd Hirsh makes it clear in a 53 second rant that the reason the show is failing is because the network and writers are afraid of *** drum roll*** The Conservatives and the Born-Again Christians! Or as Judd Hirsh referred to it, a 'psyclo religious cult'. They get into bashing born-agains towards the end of the show. Oh, and when I say bash, they make it very clear that one of the major points of the show is the tension caused by a born again cast member.
Yes, she is going to be a flake.
Yes, she is going to be a hypocrite and make all Christians look bad.
They also got some shots of at Bush, and promised that next week, they'll be going after him big time.
It's to bad, ya know. I was enjoying the show. The character interaction, the life situation, they way they where playing off each other was good. There were some excellent jokes, but they practically had to come to a stop so they could rage against Christians.
I'll probably watch one more episode and then let it go. It's not that I'm thin skinned about my faith or politics: I appreciate a good joke even if it's at my expense, but you know that they are going to go out of their why to slam, basically, me.
On the horizon, there's a show coming up with Robin Williams running for president. It's going to be the same thing.
And the networks wonder why people claim the the MSM leans left.
Studio 60
Monday, September 18, 2006
Pope Says 2+2=4: Muslims Riot
by Surly Dave
Pope Says Sky is Blue, Muslims Burn Europe
Pope Calls Ice Cold, Muslims Destroy Churchs
Pope Sneezes, Immans Call For Head.
You get the idea.
"Religion of Explosive Rage" is what I call it.
Unemployed: Day...Ahhh...30 something
by Surly Dave
This is getting old. I knew that the Labor Day Holiday would kind of slow things up for a week or so, but that's good and gone. There HAS to be work out there somewhere.
Enough sitting around the computer all day.
Enough getting depressed because the phone's not ringing.
Tomorrow, I pick up the paper and actually read the want ads instead of doing the Soduko puzzle.
Well, you know, you don't want to rush into anything.
Actually, I have been making a targeted job search focusing on the Sign Industry, but nothing has come up yet.
I'll give it a couple weeks, then start widening my search.
Just in case anyone was wondering.
Chavez:
by Surly Dave
"Finally! A Dictator Thug shorter than me!"
Friday, September 15, 2006
Muslims Riot ***yawn*** Again
by Surly Dave
The muslims are rioting again. The adherents of the 'religion of peace' are burning things and so on. Innocent people will die, and the leftist in the west will try to kiss butt in order to bring about 'peace'.
Blah, blah, blah, it's not all muslims that do this, just extremist. When the government of Turkey, which has been lifted up as an example muslim moderation, comes out and denounces the Pope as Hitler over a misunderstood quote, I start to give up on the idea of having a peaceful coexistence with islam. Not that that is possible, but the politically correct politicians keep pushing the idea.
Middle East, Islam, News and Politics
Moral Authority
by Surly Dave
Laura Ingram brought up a great point about 'moral authority' this morning. People grant Cindy Sheehan 'moral authority' because she lost a son in Iraq. People grant McCain 'moral authority' because he was a vet and a prisoner of war.
Unfortunately, moral authority only applies when people are trying to neuter the United States.
Sure, McCain would like to think that he's elevating the US to a higher moral ground, but in reality, he sending a message that we are weak. We are dealing with a people who have no regard for human life. To be captured by terrorist mean torture and death. To be captured by the US means "three hots and a cot", twenty extra pounds, and better health care than you could ever imagine.
Terrorist aren't going to treat our people better because of the way we treat their people. Hell, they don't even treat their people well.
This is another reason why McCain has as good of a chance of getting my vote as Cindy Sheehan.
Current Affairs, McCain, Cindy Sheehan
What's wrong with this sentence:
by Surly Dave
Models' skinniness can't be regulated: French fashion official
I think that the fact that the French actually have a "Fashion Official".
I also think that all these fashion people are pedeophiles. They don't want women, they want boys.
This 'gal' should get help somewhere.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Young, Impressionable Mind
by Surly Dave
My daughter was running through the house this morning yelling and shaking a toy broom in the air. I asked her what all the noise was about, and she told me she was an 'angry mob'.
"An 'Angry Mob?'", I ask.
"Yeah. Here (holding up her toy broom) is my pitchfork".
"Where did you get that from?"
"TV."
Time to monitor what she's viewing.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
LLama Butchers like Google Bombing
by Surly Dave
I stopped by the LLama Butchers and noticed that they like to run searches to see where their various posts come in on the different search engines.
Well, I OWN Scientology NASCAR inbreeding!
Just saying.
Better late than never...
by Surly Dave
I'm kind of going through a Limbaughesqe stack of stuff that slid off the ole radar screen the last few weeks: Unfinished posts, unanswered questions, that sort of thing.
First off:
Surly Dave: Mocha-momma wants your professional opinion:
My better half was reading a Martha Stewart Living Magazine and came upon an ad for new Lays Sensations kettle cooked potato chips. In the ad they quote some chef as saying "The perfect pairing with your favorite wine." Mocha-momma wonders if this is going to become a standard along the lines of---beer & pretzels, milk & cookies---wine & chips?
Personally, I don't like the texture of kettle cooked chips. I think it's like chewing flaky chips of concrete, with a little flavor to them.
The key here is "some chef". A lot of chefs are essentially media whores. Any chance to get their name and face out into the public: They are all wanna be rock stars, the types who would show up to American Idol try outs. If Lays came along and offered Wolfgang Puck or Bobby Flay enough money, they'd promote it nude.
I personally wouldn't do wine with chips because alcohol is a solvent and would work on the fat that the chips were cooked in, so the fat would be your primary taste sensation. That and the salt.
But if your guests insists, or are just clueless, I would look no further than boxed wine. Remember, you can't judge a wine by it's box.
And if Old Dutch where to give me a call, why yes, I am available for endorsements.
Bert Perry asked me a while back in the comments section, "What kind of signs do you build?" All types: Architectural, Monuments, Awnings, Channel Letters...The sky is the limit.
Let's see...Here's a post on Universalist Heresy that never quite made all the way, but maybe I'll revive it later. Ya, I'll post that later. Something on Jane Fonda, New Orleans...I heck, I think I'll just dump them.
I guess I'll just answer some questions after all.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Mob Party (Better Later than Never)
by Surly Dave
The wife and I weren't planning on staying as long as we did at the party on Saturday. I wasn't feeling well, but we decided to have dinner and catch up with Uncle Ben, The Night Writer Family (and hanger on), and just see what was going on.
We had the pleasure of meeting King David and Mocha Momma, the folks from Echo Zoe and from Our House, Triple A, Mitch Berg, and even an Evil Weeble.
Speaking of Evil Weebles, when we got there, we saw someone running down the road, screaming like a little girl. I have learned that it was Learned Foot running away as soon as he saw the Evil Weeble. It scared him. I had some chills, but at least I manned up.
And then there was Joe Tucci: Curse you, bastard.
I'll just leave it at that.
Let me be the first to say it...
by Surly Dave
...gas prices will go up after the election.
I just wanted to beat the conspiracy minded commies and leftist to the...
Crap. Someone already beat me to it.
Commies, Gas Prices
Monday, September 11, 2006
9/11 Remembrance
by Surly Dave
Five years ago, on the morning of 9/11, I was sitting in a church in Calgary, Alberta. We had heard about the first plane crash on our way to the church, and heard about the second one during a seminar I was attending. We recognized that this was an attack, and we stopped everything and spent the morning in prayer, singing some songs and pouring out our hearts for the families, imploring God to protect those trapped and those children whose parents might not be coming home that night. Of all the places to be that morning, I can think of no better place to be for someone who couldn't personally dig in and get his hands dirty to be.
My wife would disagree. She was at work back here in Minneapolis when everything happened, and she wanted me home NOW.
The wife and I had gone up to Calgary for a church seminar and decided to take some extra time for a vacation in Banff, kind of a late honeymoon. Banff and Lake Louise happens to be some of the most beautiful places on the planet. The room hotel we stayed at in Banff was right on main street, and when you walked out the front door you saw mountains in both directions.
Anyway, we had a week in Banff and then we went back to Calgary to the seminar. Sweeter Half Couldn't stay for the whole thing. She had to get back to work and flew out the Sunday before. I stuck around for the whole thing, and was scheduled to fly out the 12th. Needless to say, I didn't take that flight.
As I said, my flight was canceled. During one of the breaks we took that morning, I called my hotel and extended my stay by a week, which was a smart move on my part because with all airline traffic stopped, rooms filled up quick. In fact, the airport filled up quick. All flights were stopped, and everyone got off the planes. I went down to the airport to talk to someone about my tickets only to find what I can best describe as a refugee camp. People standing there with their luggage, having no clue what to do or what was going to happen. Guards walking around with automatic weapons. It didn't look like the 'free world' any more.
My wife was frantic, begging me to find some way home, but there wasn't any. Besides, compared to the plight of the people in New York, we had it good.
During the next few days, the churches in Calgary brought thousands of sandwiches and bottled water to the airport for those stranded. The Canadian Country Music Awards where in town that week, and they sent bus after bus to the airport to bring people to a free concert they put on.
On the 14th, I was back down at the airport hoping to rent a car, but they couldn't send cars across the border. While I was talking to the gal at the Hertz counter, some guy came up to turn in his car. It turned out that he had rented it in California, drove it across the border, and handed it off with a 'it's your problem now'.
Well, this was a violation of some sort of law, and they needed to get the car back to that States right away, so they gave me the keys, charged me $20.00 a day, unlimited millage, anywhere in the United States, for 7 days. Just get it back.
I was in the right place at the right time. I picked up the car at 11:00 AM, and was checked out of my room and on the road by noon.
I drove south. I just wanted to get back into the States, then I'd worry about getting home. I took me 5 hours to get across the border, but after that, it was clear sailing.
I returned home to a very relieved wife that Friday night.
My politics before 9/11 where primarily impacted by my faith, but the attacks changed my world view in two ways: I recognized that there are organizations out there that want to destroy the American Way, and some of them are here in the U.S.
I was listening to the radio as I was driving across Montana and came across a NPR host trashing Bush for the attacks, and it pissed me off. I'm still pissed, and that is why I am so snarky towards liberals and commies. These people are just as dangerous to us as a bunch of religious fanatics over in the middle east.
I love this country. I'm privileged to live in a place and time such as this, and I also recognize that I have a responsibility. I served in the military when I was younger, but didn't really realize what that service meant until 9/11 and the events that followed. Today, when I see someone in uniform or meet someone who has served over in Afghanistan or Iraq, I tear up.
Some people thinks it's a sin that we have the freedom and prosperity we have in the United States. I think that they fail to see the blessing we have received. Was it a sin that the Israelites entered into the land of milk and honey? I think not. It was God's plan. Yes, we have a responsibility to care for the poor, sick, and needy. Yes, some times we drop the ball. But prosperity isn't the sin, it's what we do with it.
Anyway, that's it for now.
God Bless America.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
MOB Party
by Surly Dave
I'll catch ya all up on the MOB party tomorrow. Sweeter Half and I had a great time, met up with some friends and believe we've made some new ones.
I'm having oral surgery tomorrow morning. I can't imagine the pain from that and the recovery being any worse than what I've been going through this week, but I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel here: A couple more days of discomfort and moving on from there.
Saturday, September 9, 2006
Brad Pitt: Stupid Bastard
by Surly Dave
I haven't done a Bastard Report for a while, but I just couldn't help myself after seeing this tripe on Drudge:
Brangelina to Marry When Everybody Can
Brad Pitt, ever the social activist,
Since when has he become a social activist? Is adultery social activism? "Watch me change the world through screwing around on my wife! It worked for Bill Clinton!" says he won't be marrying Angelina Jolie until the restrictions on who can marry whom are dropped.
"Angie and I will consider tying the knot when everyone else in the country who wants to be married is legally able," the 42-year-old actor reveals in Esquire magazine's October issue, on newsstands Sept. 19.
In the article he reflects on "fifteen things I think everyone should know."
Though Shiloh, the world-famous daughter of Pitt and girlfriend/earth mother Angelina Jolie, hogged much attention upon her birth in May, Pitt says he "cannot imagine life" without adopted children, Maddox, 5, and Zahara, 1. File this under, "Who Cares?" The only people who care are people whose lives are so pathetic that they have to get wrapped up in the lives of equally pathetic 'celebrities'. The only thing separating 'Brangie' from a trailer park is their millions. Take the money away, and they are nothing but white trash.
"They're as much of my blood as any natural born, and I'm theirs," says Pitt. "That's all I can say about it. I can't live without them. So: Anyone considering (adoption), that's my vote."
Pitt, who plays a world traveler in the upcoming drama "Babel," subscribes to a laid-back parenting style.
"I try not to stifle them in any way," he says. "If it's not hurting anyone, I want them to be able to explore. Sometimes that means they're quite rambunctious."
Yup, a bunch of Paris Hilton's coming up.
Lucky kids.
Lucky to be taken out of the orphanages indeed. I won't argue that. I have some friends that are going through the process of adopting some kids from Ethiopia right now, and they were telling me that there is a 'love/hate' relationship between Jolie and the services that help facilitate adoptions. They 'hate' her for just waltzing in and adopting who ever and when ever she wants because of the status that money has bought, yet at the same time she has brought a lot of attention to the plight of orphans and the issues of adoption. Brad Pitt? He hasn't done anything other than ride in on her wave.
"I feel it's really important to have that time to sit and talk to them," he continues. "I really like that last minute before they fade off. And always give them a heads-up before you jerk them out of something. You need to tell them, like, `You have three more minutes.'"
I have no idea what he's talking about here. I guess when you've got time and wealth, your so busy pondering the deep philosophical thing of this world that once in a while you have to stop and share them with your kids. Or anybody else who will listen.
Friday, September 8, 2006
The Pain, the Pain...
by Surly Dave
Major pain. Started out with a tooth ache, ended up not sleeping. Ever increasing pain. Paralyzed by the pain. I've taken every combination of legal drugs I could. Went to the dentist and got some heavy duty drugs and am now scheduled for some major dental surgury Monday morning.
Waiting for the vicadin to kick in so I can get some rest.
This has looonnngggg weekend written all over it.
Thursday, September 7, 2006
North Shore For Sale
by Surly Dave
The Wife, Child and I spent a few days up on the North Shore with the In-Laws this week. Did a lot of hiking and sitting by the lake, resting and relaxing. One interesting thing about the North Shore is that it all seems to be for sale. You can't throw a rock with out hitting a "for sale" sign. Between Duluth and Grand Portage, everything has a price tag.
We even went up the Gunflint Trail only to find that most of that was for sale. Interesting.
We saw other signs as well.
Along they way, we saw lots of these:
And sure enough, we saw deer.
We saw one of these:
Sure enough, we saw a moose.
We also saw a lot of these signs:
But we didn't even see one snowmobile. The daughter was quite disappointed. I tried to explain that it wasn't the right season for them, and maybe we'll come back up when there is snow on the ground. Later, we were going through Lutsen and she saw a snowmobile in someones back yard locked up behind a fence. She thought it was someones pet.
If you know anyone into snowmobiling, you know she wasn't far from the truth.
Monday, September 4, 2006
The Crocodile Hunter has died.
by Surly Dave
Steve Irwin was killed by stingray today while filming a documentary down under.
Normally, this stuff wouldn't bother me. I might have written him off as a kook, but he was a earnest, likable kook.
I guess what gets to me about this tragic death is that, in a why, he's the first celebrity that I would consider to be one of my contemporaries that died of something other than a drug overdoze.
It brings mortality into question.
He leaves behind a young wife and two kids who needs our prayers.
Rest In Peace, Steve Irwin
Sunday, September 3, 2006
Politicians attacked in Nord East
by Surly Dave
Campaign trail leads to trouble on North Side
A couple of political wanna be's had a chance to experience what being soft on crime will do for ya: One guy, Michael Katch (DFL) got himself pounded by some local youth, while Jim Lilly (R) found himself in a shoot out of sorts.
Michael, in response to the feral youths attack said "the attack has not changed his belief that struggling and dangerous young people in the area can be saved, especially with the aid of good job and education opportunities."
Okay. That approach hasn't been working so far. I guess you need to throw more money at the problem.
Friday, September 1, 2006
Boycott Miller Beer for Sponsoring Illegal Immigrant Rally!
by Surly Dave
Can you believe that Miller would sponsor a rally to support illegal immigrants? (HT Michelle Malkin)
I'm officially boycotting all Miller products:
Miller Lite
Miller Genuine Draft
Miller Genuine Draft Light
Miller High Life
Miller High Life Light
Sharp's non-alcohol brew
Red Dog
Icehouse 5.0
Icehouse 5.5
Icehouse Light
Southpaw Light
Leinenkugel's Original
Leinenkugel's Light
Leinenkugel's Red Lager
Leinenkugel's Honey Weiss
Leinenkugel's Apple Spice (seasonal)
Leinenkugel's Berry Weiss
Leinenkugel's Oktoberfest (seasonal)
Leinenkugel's Creamy Dark
Leinenkugel's Big Butt Doppelbock (seasonal)
Leinenkugel's Sunset Wheat
Henry Weinhard's Private Reserve
Henry Weinhard's Blue Boar Pale Ale
Henry Weinhard's Classic Dark
Henry Weinhard's Northwest Trail Blonde Lager
Henry Weinhard's Hefeweizen
Henry Weinhard's Summer Wheat
Hamm's
Hamm's Draft
Hamm's Special Light
Olde English 800 Malt Liquor
Olde English HG800
Olde English HG800 7.5
Magnum Malt Liquor
Mickey's Malt Liquor
Mickey's Ice
Milwaukee's Best
Milwaukee's Best Light
Milwaukee's Best Ice
Foster's Lager
Foster's Special Bitter
Peroni Nastro Azzurro
Pilsner Urquell
Sheaf Stout
Sparks
Sparks Light
Sparks Plus 7%
Sparks Plus 6%
Steel Reserve Triple Export 8.1%
Steel Reserve High Gravity
Steel Reserve High Gravity 6.0
Steel Six
Well...It won't be that hard of a sacrifice, but it's one I'm willing to make.
A Trip to the Fair
by Surly Dave
I celebrated my Blogiversery by going to going to the Fair with my brother. I enjoyed some cheese curds, french fries, and a Summit Extra Pale Ale, all before 10:00AM. The gal serving the beer asked if I wanted a large, to which I asked if they had anything larger. She responded, "Yeah, Two beers."
Kind of decadent, drinking that early in the morning, but it kind of triggered off my "Surly mechanism". Right from there, I wandered off to the Pawlenty Booth and asked for directions to the Jeffers Booth. Oh boy, did I get the look of death! The gal was P.O.ed. Totally snubbed me.
Then I stood out side of the Communist Party AFL-CIO tent (ironically right across from the DFL booth) and asked why didn't these people have jobs. Good fun! I easily out ran those 350lb hulking, monobrowed, slack-jawed teamsters on their rascals. Next time, I'm going to tie cans to the back of one. The rascal, that is, not the teamster. Maybe.
Ran by the AM 1500 booth and noticed that Bob Davis looks like Jack Osbourne:
I couldn't find a good picture of Bob, so trust me.
Anyway, had fun. I'll be going back with the Family on Sunday to see the animals and such.
Happy Blogiversary
by Surly Dave
Today is My One Year Blogiversary! Yeah! I had started a couple different blogs before starting The Soap Box, but this is the one that seemed to click with me.
The thing that got me going was Hurricane Katrina and the New Orleans debacle: Day after day, whining and complaining. And that was just me! Plus, I was self-unemployed (trying to get my catering business off the ground) at the time, so I made a major time investment.
It's been fun exchanging thoughts and opinions on everything from beer, theology, beer, recipes, beer, politics, and beer. And I'm not even Lutheran!
I've had the pleasure of meeting some great people through MOB, and even count some of them as friends now.
To celebrate, I'm heading to the fair!
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