Cajun Joke

Did you hear about the Cajun who went to Hell?

The devil assigned him the usual punishment...put him in the mass pit where the heat was melting others. The devil came back sometime later surprised to find the Cajun just sitting around, not even misting, much less sweating. "How come you're not so much as sweating here where everyone else is screaming for relief from the heat?"

The Cajun laughed and said, "Man, I was raised in the bayous of Sout Looziana... Dis bout lak May in Lafayette to me!"

The devil decided to really put the Cajun through it. He put him in a sealed off cave in the pit with open blazes and four extra furnaces blasting. When he came back, days later, the Cajun was sitting pretty, had barely begun to bead up with sweat. The devil was outraged.. "How is this possible!? You should be melted to a shrieking puddle in these conditions!."

The Cajun laughed even harder than before. "Hey, man! I done tole you. I was raised in Sout Looziana. You tink dis is heat?! Dis bout lak August in Jennings !"

So the devil thought, 'Alright, a little reverse ought to do the trick.' He put the Cajun into a corner of hell where no heat ever reached. It was freezing and to add to the Cajun's misery, he added massive icebergs and blasting frozen air. When he returned, the Cajun was shivering, ice hung from every part of him but he was grinning like it was Christmas.

Exasperated, the devil asked "HOW!? How is it possible?! You're impervious to heat and here you sit in conditions you can't be used to...freezing cold and yet you're happier than if you were in heaven.. WHY?!"


The Cajun kept grinning and said, "Oh-boy looks lak hell's froze over - Dis means de Saints won da Super Bowl -

Teacup, Meet Tempest

NFL claims ownership of Who Dat

Windshield or Bug?

When we pick up the grandsons from school the first question we ask them is whether they were the windshield or the bug that day.

Here's Dire Straits performing the song. You might be more familiar with the Mary Chapin Carpenter version.

Job Security

My Brother in Law, who is a university professor, sent me this story about his groundhog problem. Being liberal types, they eschiew the ballistic solution for the critter friendly trap.

I was talking with a university grounds keeper who cuts lawns in my neighborhood for extra money. As I was asking his advice, guess who pokes his head up and simply walks into the set trap? Now, we all know that a groundhog must be put some distance or it will simply come back. This groundkeeper gave me an address of a full time trapper in the next, semi-rural county. I called him up to get directions to his farm. It was like traveling to Deliverance—the movie, thru a winding, canyon road. When we get there, his young teen daughters were having target practice. So, we take the cage out of the trunk; and, let it go on his land. The trapper didn’t charge us. He then gives me a different set of directions from his farm to the main highway. As I go over the county ridge line road and into the next dale, there is this big expensive McMansion Subdivision. Now, a light bulb pops in my brain. I know why he takes groundhogs and skunks for free from the university. He lets them wander on his land and eventually they find a home under a porch or whatever at one of these expensive McMansions. As the ground keeper told me later at lunch, he then charges to trap them. He then sets them free, and has this thriving repeat business!

Finnish War Movies

Beyond the Front Lines

Director: Ake Lindman
Release Date: March 2004



This movie is based upon the diary of Harry Jarv who served in Infantry Regiment 61 during the Continuation War. This regiment was made up of Swedish speaking Finns and probably Swedish volunteers. Harry led many small raiding missions beyond the front lines into Russian territory. He took a camera with him and his photos are seen throughout the movie. It is a realistic depiction of the small unit tactics used by the Finns during their war with Russia.

I saw it on You Tube with English subtitles but it has since been taken down. It may be difficult to find on this side of the pond and if you try to order it, it will probably be in European format.

Going, Going....

I blogger that I have enjoyed reading, Xavier, is shutting it down, going to the house, dragging up or whatever other euphemism you want to use for quitting the blogging game. It seems the idiots out there have worn him down. I will miss him as I have found his blog to be very educational. He should have known that arguing with idiots is like singing to a pig - it wastes your time and annoys the pig.

I wish him luck and thank him for the interesting and educational posts.

UPDATE 18 January: Xavier has changed his mind and will at least keep his informative blog active although he may not post daily. I, for one, am glad of it. If you ever had an interest in Colt 1911s or Ruger .22s, his blog is full of information.

Hibernatin'

The trip to the Land of the Morning Calm was cancelled at the last minute. Then they decided to change the entire scope of the project. We've been scrambling to try to keep the same schedule for our deliverables but some of them may be a tad late.

Cold weather descended over the weekend. We prepared by plucking the citrus from our trees, covering a few tropical plants, setting up my insulated lean-to and heating light over the water riser to the house and getting in some good movies. It was a good thing that I wasn't in Korea because Saturday AM dawned to find that the downstairs heat pump was not functioning. Luckily, it was only a 50a fuse for the fan unit. A quick trip to the local hardware store took care of the problem. Had I had been overseas, it might have been a larger problem.

So the weekend was spent hunkered down and WOW (waiting on weather). The high pressure system that was sucking cold air down here is supposed to move off and a low will bring warm, moist air in from the Gulf.

Korea Bound - Again

I will soon be on my way back to the Land of the Morning Calm again. Hmmmm, lets see, 56 hours of travel (round trip) for less than 16 hours of face to face time. Yep, makes sense to me. And I will remind them when they complain about the charges that "You called us, we didn't call you!"

And as one who will be getting on an airplane soon, let me say that I would prefer that the BVD Bomber spend a little time riding the Water Board and maybe give up some of his friends rather than sitting in country club jail with his ACLU lawyers protecting the rights that he didn't earn and isn't entitled to.

It's no longer a hypothetical question. He has stated that there are hundreds of terrorists training to do what he did and officials from Yemen agree. So it isn't hypothetical anymore. There are people who want to kill you and he knows who some of them are and where they train. I'm on the side that says enhanced interrogation is called for in order to save American lives (maybe mine!)

How about you?