I was in pussyville this morning...
Too many ss's ... you were in the wrong place Bwaaahahahahaha~
Earth (the french speaking side)
Thread drifting
Cudjoe Key, Florida....50 degrees and blowing 25mph. about the same as it was at home in Dec. At least at home I had a wood stove and 6 cords.
Not anymore Al, those Geico Beavers are chuckin your wood.
AL.........
You and Heidi need to see the inside of No Name Pub and enjoy the best pizza KIm and I have ever had....Have I ever Smired' you wrong ?
~Alan http://www.nonamepub.com/
You and Heidi need to see the inside of No Name Pub and enjoy the best pizza KIm and I have ever had....Have I ever Smired' you wrong ?
~Alan http://www.nonamepub.com/
Elks lodge
Alan, we used to spend the winter on Big Pine Key and we could take our boat there. One of those many dollar bills stapled to the walls and ceiling is mine. How many $ do you think are in that place?
AL,
Three or four of our signed bills hag there too. Hear say has it that some young guy trying to make a name for himself within the IRS, blew through there years ago declaring the 25,000 plus one dollar bills as No Name Pub income. Can you imagine a fire at that place there would be an all out massive Vol. fire dept response. ~
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RzGtjToQeY
Three or four of our signed bills hag there too. Hear say has it that some young guy trying to make a name for himself within the IRS, blew through there years ago declaring the 25,000 plus one dollar bills as No Name Pub income. Can you imagine a fire at that place there would be an all out massive Vol. fire dept response. ~
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RzGtjToQeY
I started the day in "Puseyville" too, but am going to end it in New York. You got a problem wit that?
Today, it's Sao Paulo Brazil. I have to get up in 2 hours to get ready ffor my 11PM departure back to the cold NorthEast. Sleep is evading me at the moment, so here I am, playing on my favorite site!
Susie, hope they can keep to a reasonable schedule, if you going back to EWR the weather is crap and getting worse. ~Alan
Oh, what fun! We ended up diverting to Houston because we were supposed to land in Newark around 6AM, and the airport was closed till 1pm! That was great for the passengers, but the crew was stuck! Finally got up to Boston yesterday afternoon. I'd only been up for about 36 hours straight! Ugh... need some winning lottery tkt numbers!
People's Republic of Illinois where we set the national record for the highest state tax rates for individuals and corporations. Last two governors convicted of felonies, one in federal prison and one awaiting sentencing.
The states of Indiana and New Jersey are actively recruiting Illinois businesses to move to those states through frequent radio and TV ads.
If Lincoln were alive today to see what is going on in the state he represented in Congress he probably wouldn't wait for John Wilkes Booth... he would just go ahead and shoot himself.
The states of Indiana and New Jersey are actively recruiting Illinois businesses to move to those states through frequent radio and TV ads.
If Lincoln were alive today to see what is going on in the state he represented in Congress he probably wouldn't wait for John Wilkes Booth... he would just go ahead and shoot himself.
.....and now Rahm is on his way back for his cut! ;)
~WB
~WB
Bob, you should have seen my assistants faces when they got their paychecks last week. They thought I cut their pay. I had to say "no, that's the 66% tax increase our new leaders imposed"
Cant wait for Spring time. Driving takes away some of the pain.
Marty G.
Cant wait for Spring time. Driving takes away some of the pain.
Marty G.
Marty:
You wouldn't believe the fervor down here to create a separate state south and west of I80. I work with physicians, other healthcare professionals and hospital and managed care organizations and many are ready to lead the charge. My small and medium size business owner friends are absolutely beside themselves.
We are a laughing stock for the way this state has evolved.
I need a clear day, 75 degrees and a twisty road!
You wouldn't believe the fervor down here to create a separate state south and west of I80. I work with physicians, other healthcare professionals and hospital and managed care organizations and many are ready to lead the charge. My small and medium size business owner friends are absolutely beside themselves.
We are a laughing stock for the way this state has evolved.
I need a clear day, 75 degrees and a twisty road!
Bob-
The confiscatory taxes aren't even the half of it. A FAR bigger problem in Illinois is the workman's compensation situation. Every state has their own work comp legislation. In Illinois, my business is rated at 20 on the hundred- that's 20% of a man's total wage- and work comp insurance is a loss leader for insurance companies. It's nuts.
There is every possible impediment to hiring imaginable in Illinois.
The confiscatory taxes aren't even the half of it. A FAR bigger problem in Illinois is the workman's compensation situation. Every state has their own work comp legislation. In Illinois, my business is rated at 20 on the hundred- that's 20% of a man's total wage- and work comp insurance is a loss leader for insurance companies. It's nuts.
There is every possible impediment to hiring imaginable in Illinois.
"Winston, come into the dining room, it's time to eat," Julia yelled
to her husband. "In a minute, honey, it's a tie score," he answered.
Actually Winston wasn't very interested in the traditional holiday
football game between Detroit and Washington. Ever since the
government passed the Civility in Sports Statute of 2017, outlawing
tackle football for its "unseemly violence" and the "bad example it
sets for the rest of the world," Winston was far less of a football
fan than he used to be. Two-hand touch wasn't nearly as exciting.
Yet it wasn't the game that Winston was disinterested in. It was more
the thought of eating another Tofu Turkey. Even though it was the best
type of veggie meat available after the government revised the
American Anti-Obesity Act of 2018, adding fowl to the list of
federally-forbidden foods, (which already included potatoes, cranberry
sauce and mince-meat pie), it wasn't anything like real turkey. And
ever since the government officially changed the name of "Thanksgiving
Day" to "A National Day of Atonement" in 2020 to officially
acknowledge the Pilgrims' historically brutal treatment of Native
Americans, the holiday had lost a lot of its luster.
Eating in the dining room was also a bit daunting. The unearthly
gleam of government-mandated fluorescent light bulbs made the tofu
turkey look even weirder than it actually was, and the room was always
cold. Ever since Congress passed the Power Conservation Act of 2016,
mandating all thermostats-which were monitored and controlled by the
electric company-be kept at 68 degrees, every room on the north side
of the house was barely tolerable throughout the entire winter.
Still, it was good getting together with family. Or at least most of
the family. Winston missed his mother, who passed on in October, when
she had used up her legal allotment of live-saving medical treatment.
He had many heated conversations with the Regional Health Consortium,
spawned when the private insurance market finally went bankrupt, and
everyone was forced into the government health care program. And
though he demanded she be kept on her treatment, it was a futile
effort. "The RHC's resources are limited," explained the government
bureaucrat Winston spoke with on the phone. "Your mother received all
the benefits to which she was entitled. I'm sorry for your loss."
Ed, Winston's father, couldn't make it either. He had forgotten to
plug in his electric car last night, the only kind available after the
Anti-Fossil Fuel Bill of 2021 outlawed the use of the combustion
engines-for everyone but government officials. The fifty mile round
trip was about ten miles too far, and Ed didn't want to spend a frosty
night on the road somewhere between here and there.
Thankfully, Winston's brother, John, and his wife were flying in.
Winston made sure that the dining room chairs had extra cushions for
the occasion. No one complained more than John about the pain of
sitting down so soon after the government-mandated cavity searches at
airports, which severely aggravated his hemorrhoids. Ever since a
terrorist successfully smuggled a cavity bomb onto a jetliner, the TSA
told Americans the added "inconvenience" was an "absolute necessity"
in order to stay "one step ahead of the terrorists." Winston's own
body had grown accustomed to such probing ever since the government
expanded their scope to just about anywhere a crowd gathered, via the
Anti-Profiling Act of 2022. That law made it a crime to single out
any group or individual for "unequal scrutiny," even when probable
cause was involved. Thus, cavity searches at malls, train stations,
bus depots, etc., etc., had become almost routine. Almost.
to her husband. "In a minute, honey, it's a tie score," he answered.
Actually Winston wasn't very interested in the traditional holiday
football game between Detroit and Washington. Ever since the
government passed the Civility in Sports Statute of 2017, outlawing
tackle football for its "unseemly violence" and the "bad example it
sets for the rest of the world," Winston was far less of a football
fan than he used to be. Two-hand touch wasn't nearly as exciting.
Yet it wasn't the game that Winston was disinterested in. It was more
the thought of eating another Tofu Turkey. Even though it was the best
type of veggie meat available after the government revised the
American Anti-Obesity Act of 2018, adding fowl to the list of
federally-forbidden foods, (which already included potatoes, cranberry
sauce and mince-meat pie), it wasn't anything like real turkey. And
ever since the government officially changed the name of "Thanksgiving
Day" to "A National Day of Atonement" in 2020 to officially
acknowledge the Pilgrims' historically brutal treatment of Native
Americans, the holiday had lost a lot of its luster.
Eating in the dining room was also a bit daunting. The unearthly
gleam of government-mandated fluorescent light bulbs made the tofu
turkey look even weirder than it actually was, and the room was always
cold. Ever since Congress passed the Power Conservation Act of 2016,
mandating all thermostats-which were monitored and controlled by the
electric company-be kept at 68 degrees, every room on the north side
of the house was barely tolerable throughout the entire winter.
Still, it was good getting together with family. Or at least most of
the family. Winston missed his mother, who passed on in October, when
she had used up her legal allotment of live-saving medical treatment.
He had many heated conversations with the Regional Health Consortium,
spawned when the private insurance market finally went bankrupt, and
everyone was forced into the government health care program. And
though he demanded she be kept on her treatment, it was a futile
effort. "The RHC's resources are limited," explained the government
bureaucrat Winston spoke with on the phone. "Your mother received all
the benefits to which she was entitled. I'm sorry for your loss."
Ed, Winston's father, couldn't make it either. He had forgotten to
plug in his electric car last night, the only kind available after the
Anti-Fossil Fuel Bill of 2021 outlawed the use of the combustion
engines-for everyone but government officials. The fifty mile round
trip was about ten miles too far, and Ed didn't want to spend a frosty
night on the road somewhere between here and there.
Thankfully, Winston's brother, John, and his wife were flying in.
Winston made sure that the dining room chairs had extra cushions for
the occasion. No one complained more than John about the pain of
sitting down so soon after the government-mandated cavity searches at
airports, which severely aggravated his hemorrhoids. Ever since a
terrorist successfully smuggled a cavity bomb onto a jetliner, the TSA
told Americans the added "inconvenience" was an "absolute necessity"
in order to stay "one step ahead of the terrorists." Winston's own
body had grown accustomed to such probing ever since the government
expanded their scope to just about anywhere a crowd gathered, via the
Anti-Profiling Act of 2022. That law made it a crime to single out
any group or individual for "unequal scrutiny," even when probable
cause was involved. Thus, cavity searches at malls, train stations,
bus depots, etc., etc., had become almost routine. Almost.
The Supreme Court is reviewing the statute, but most Americans expect
a Court composed of six progressives and three conservatives to leave
the law intact. "A living Constitution is extremely flexible," said
the Court's eldest member, Elena Kagan. " Europe has had laws like
this one for years. We should learn from their example," she added.
Winston's thoughts turned to his own children. He got along fairly
well with his 12-year-old daughter, Brittany, mostly because she
ignored him. Winston had long ago surrendered to the idea that she
could text anyone at any time, even during Atonement Dinner. Their
only real confrontation had occurred when he limited her to 50,000
texts a month, explaining that was all he could afford. She whined for
a week, but got over it.
His 16-year-old son, Jason, was another matter altogether. Perhaps it
was the constant bombarding he got in public school that global
warming, the bird flu, terrorism or any of a number of other
calamities were "just around the corner," but Jason had developed a
kind of nihilistic attitude that ranged between simmering surliness
and outright hostility. It didn't help that Jason had reported his
father to the police for smoking a cigarette in the house, an act made
criminal by the Smoking Control Statute of 2018, which outlawed
smoking anywhere within 500 feet of another human being. Winston paid
the $5000 fine, which might have been considered excessive before the
American dollar became virtually worthless as a result of QE13. The
latest round of quantitative easing the federal government initiated
was, once again, to "spur economic growth." This time they promised
to push unemployment below its years-long rate of 18%, but Winston was
not particularly hopeful.
Yet the family had a lot for which to be thankful, Winston thought,
before remembering it was a Day of Atonement. At least he had his
memories. He felt a twinge of sadness when he realized his children
would never know what life was like in the Good Old Days, long before
government promises to make life "fair for everyone" realized their
full potential. Winston, like so many of his fellow Americans, never
realized how much things could change when they didn't happen all at
once, but little by little, so people could get used to them.
He wondered what might have happened if the public had stood up while
there was still time, maybe back around 2010, when all this real
nonsense began. "Maybe we wouldn't be where we are today if we'd just
said 'enough is enough' when we had the chance," he thought.
Maybe so, Winston. Maybe so.
a Court composed of six progressives and three conservatives to leave
the law intact. "A living Constitution is extremely flexible," said
the Court's eldest member, Elena Kagan. " Europe has had laws like
this one for years. We should learn from their example," she added.
Winston's thoughts turned to his own children. He got along fairly
well with his 12-year-old daughter, Brittany, mostly because she
ignored him. Winston had long ago surrendered to the idea that she
could text anyone at any time, even during Atonement Dinner. Their
only real confrontation had occurred when he limited her to 50,000
texts a month, explaining that was all he could afford. She whined for
a week, but got over it.
His 16-year-old son, Jason, was another matter altogether. Perhaps it
was the constant bombarding he got in public school that global
warming, the bird flu, terrorism or any of a number of other
calamities were "just around the corner," but Jason had developed a
kind of nihilistic attitude that ranged between simmering surliness
and outright hostility. It didn't help that Jason had reported his
father to the police for smoking a cigarette in the house, an act made
criminal by the Smoking Control Statute of 2018, which outlawed
smoking anywhere within 500 feet of another human being. Winston paid
the $5000 fine, which might have been considered excessive before the
American dollar became virtually worthless as a result of QE13. The
latest round of quantitative easing the federal government initiated
was, once again, to "spur economic growth." This time they promised
to push unemployment below its years-long rate of 18%, but Winston was
not particularly hopeful.
Yet the family had a lot for which to be thankful, Winston thought,
before remembering it was a Day of Atonement. At least he had his
memories. He felt a twinge of sadness when he realized his children
would never know what life was like in the Good Old Days, long before
government promises to make life "fair for everyone" realized their
full potential. Winston, like so many of his fellow Americans, never
realized how much things could change when they didn't happen all at
once, but little by little, so people could get used to them.
He wondered what might have happened if the public had stood up while
there was still time, maybe back around 2010, when all this real
nonsense began. "Maybe we wouldn't be where we are today if we'd just
said 'enough is enough' when we had the chance," he thought.
Maybe so, Winston. Maybe so.
So, I guess after a proper cavity search - no cigarette?
Well Im back in my chair. reading this thread. But if the economy doest improve soon , Im reloading my six gun.
Everytime I work overtime all Im doing is making the goverment more money. It's not going in my pocket. Thats (bul$#^"t)
Everytime I work overtime all Im doing is making the goverment more money. It's not going in my pocket. Thats (bul$#^"t)