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Holy Crap! Giant Spider Web in East Texas August 30, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events, drama.
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Entomologists (bug doctors) scratching their head over the discovery of a frickin ginormous spider web found in a state park in Northeast Texas

“At first, it was so white it looked like fairyland,” said Donna Garde, superintendent of the park about 45 miles east of Dallas. “Now it’s filled with so many mosquitoes that it’s turned a little brown. There are times you can literally hear the screech of millions of mosquitoes caught in those webs.”

I’d love to hear the little bastards screaming in pain for a while, they’ve been eating my lunch all summer.

Thanks to lauraw, who has spider eating wrens infesting her back yard.  You know.  The place where flowers manage to survive somehow, which I frankly can’t understand at all.

EU asks Texas Governor Rick Perry to Suspend Capital Punishment August 27, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events, drama.
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Governor Goodhair to EU: Blow me.

Governor Goodhair to Johnny Ray Conner:  Adios, mofo.

Bigger than Texas? August 19, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in drama.
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Not in the article but in one of the video segments on Hurricane Dean, the reporter said it’s bigger than Texas right now?

Really?  That’s big.  Let’s see….

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What do you think?  Bout from Havana to the far end of Haiti… that’s 600 miles.

Well, that’s not as big as Texas, but it’s pretty big.

Sharks have genetic predisposition to eat fingers and toes August 18, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in drama, Finger paints, History.
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It’s science.

I read this kinda fast.

John McCain: Life isn’t fair August 17, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events, Politics.
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McCain feeds media spin that his campaign faltered because of his support for Bush’s Iraq strategy.

Nothing to do with that immigration reform thingy that almost 70% of the country had some heartburn with.

“It’s entertaining, in that I was the greatest critic of the initial four years, three and a half years,” McCain said. “I came back from my first trip to Iraq and said, ‘This is going to fail. We’ve got to change the strategy’ to the one we’re using now. But life isn’t fair.”

Sometimes life is fair Senator.  Sometimes.

UPDATE: Caught this article this morning, McCain on Wednesday admitting that in addition to the public perception on Iraq, the immigration issue might also have cost him some support.  Still, he’s willing to consider other points of view.

“Look, I’ve got to do what I know is right for this country. These issues I have to take head-on,” he said

Steady.  Courage.

Command Sergeant Major James D. Blankenbecler August 15, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Uncategorized.
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Bumped.

Read down in the comments, the one posted by Joseph, and follow the link.  You’ll know what to do from there.

Joseph is the son of CSM James Blankenbecler. 

Thank you Joseph.  It’s a very beautiful song, and I appreciate you sharing it with me.

Kindest regards,

Dave

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Memorial Day is kind of a big deal to me.  Although I’ve been a Texan since the age of 10, as a youngster from Alabama, I recall the Memorial Day ritual we practiced there.  We didn’t bring it with us because we left our extended family behind.

It started with church.  A long (boring, did I say that out loud) church service in FBC Hamilton Alabama.

Then there was a picnic on the church yard.  They had big oak trees and lots of shade… and although it was getting warm and humid, I was 7 and I did not care.

I had a light blue seersucker suit with short pants, a white shirt with an owl on the pocket, and a clip on red bow tie.  Short blonde hair.  Effin adorable.  I was the shiznit.  Email me if you want to see the pic.

We had the picnic, and the best fried chicken on the planet, and then we went to the cemetary, and put little flags in the ground next to some of the markers.  We picked weeds, put plastic flowers down.

I had no idea what was going on.  But I knew it was important.  I could tell from the expressions on the faces of the grown-ups around us, and how my mom was whispering to me all the things she wanted me to do.

Instructions actually.  I obeyed without question.  A habit I dropped in 1975.

I did not understand, we were honoring those who had gone before.  I didn’t even know what “gone before” meant, I just knew it was a big deal.

Cut to 2003.  Married, teen daughters.  I thought I knew what it meant to lose a loved one, having recently lost my mom.

Then I read Jessica’s letter to her father

She lost him when she was 13. 

The comments from those who knew him, worked with him, served with him, tell us a lot about this man.

But that letter from his little girl, well, that tells us so much more.  And it’s a pretty hard thing to contemplate.

CSM Blankenbecler is survived by his wife Linnie, their three children, and his parents and brother.

If I did my arithmetic right, Jessica will graduate from high school in a few days.

May God bless them and keep them.

In a normal August, Texas would welcome the additional rain August 15, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events.
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This isn’t a normal August.

Snakes on a plane – it’s real! August 12, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events, drama, Finger paints.
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Goddangit I hate snakes.  Hate em.

I really would hate them on a plane.  That would totally piss me off.

We could talk about crocodiles.  Depends on how big.

Point Five on TNR douchebaggery August 11, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events, drama.
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The photoshop alone is worth the price of admission.

I expect to see Beauchamp and Foer at the baccarat table soon, sipping champange and exchanging witticisms.

Witicisms?

something.

Peer review August 9, 2007

Posted by daveintexas in Current Events, drama, Finger paints.
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It’s a basic tenet.  You publish, you open up your research to other scientists so that it can be tested and challenged.  Hell, if you’re any damn good, you want em to take you on.  If you have balls as big as trash can lids, you’re like “c’mon asshole, prove me wrong”!

Unless you’re lying.

Unless you have an agenda.  Like James Hansen.

1998 was not the hottest year on record.  It was 1934.

ace notes:

If true, this is freaking amazing. This completely destroys fifteen years of aggressively stupid proselytizing on behalf of Mother Goddess Earth.

Well ok James.  If your shit doesn’t stink, why would you hide your arithmetic?

Most upstanding scientists publish that stuff.