Barack Obama: He's Come to Save the Day!

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The Calin Wultur Loses Its Virginity

And no, it wasn't because I'm kinky. My Calin Wultur Panormo string bass got to play (musically, I mean) with another musician tonight, for the first time. I went over to the guitarist's house and took the Calin with me. The guitar player is a software engineer in Silicon Valley and had his garage turned into a very impressive playing and recording studio. We listened to some recordings of old songs remade in a very modern and jazzy style by singers like Norah Jones. I really like that chick. She can definitely SING. She takes ancient songs like Hank Williams's "Cold Cold Heart" and turns it into something bluesy with a very cool beat.

Any way, guitar-man put a microphone in front of my bass and I played through the sound system. With this kind of amplification, none of the tone of the bass is lost at all and the Calin sounded warm and punchy. We played together for about an hour and the music was a soothing balm for my troubled soul. This group plays the kind of music that I love and I should fit right in. I'm anxious to practice some more.

Barbara Boxer: Call Her Bitch, She's Earned That Title

Barbara Boxer is certainly an arrogant and snotty woman. She's been wrong on every political position she ever held. You'd think that would make her somewhat humble; but she isn't. Liberals are wrong, immoral, and anti-American and they're proud of it.

Her comment to the General recently was a case in point. Only in the Fruitcake Factory known as California could such an obnoxious BE-OTCH be elected and reelected as a U.S. Senator.

As far as insisting that she be addressed as "Senator," I suggest we give her a new name. From now on, she's Babsy-Cakes, Queen of the Kitchen and Number One Floor-Mopper.

Now there's a job she might actually be able to handle.

Songs of Freedom: "That Long, Lonesome Highway"

Son #1 lives in Washington State and is in the business of repairing and restoring Harley-Davidson motorcycles for resale. He told me this week that he has a powerful urge to just head on out; he hears the call of the open road and would like to bike around the country and see the great places in the good ole USA. I told him that reminded me of a TV series that was popular in 1969 & 1970 called "Then Came Bronson" starring Michael Parks. Parks, as Bronson, rode his Harley all over the country and each week he was in a new place meeting new people and facing new problems.

The theme song of the show was "Long, Lonesome Highway," and Michael Parks sang it himself. It's one of those freedom songs that sticks in your head, and I remember the words four decades later. I always wondered what happend to Michael Parks, but I saw him recently in Chill Bill #2. You probably did too, without knowing who he was. He played Esteban Vihaio, the Mexican pimp with the genteel manners and fine clothes who tells the protagonist where she can find Bill, played by the late David Carradine.

Son, this one's for you.

Here's Michael Parks in "Kill Bill No. 2".

Chillin' Out

In my last few days at work I have been very productive. We are having our annual audit and I have done so much work greasing the skids for the auditors; creating the trial balance, financial statements and footnotes using their own software; making many adjustments to clean up the books; and preparing multitudinous schedules and analyses. Today and yesterday I prepared the tax provision, which is quite technical and mind boggling. I love to wrap my mind around complex problems and solve them. I can make Excel tap dance across the stage and sing Dixie; I be an Excel STUD, even if I do say so myself. Pivot tables, anyone? Nested if statements? Nothin' to it.

I figure I have saved my employer about $50,000 on the audit fee this year; but he's too dumb to appreciate it. In any case, I will leave that place with lots of confidence in my skills and abilities.

I got a call this week from a guitarist who has an acoustic group and they would love to have an acoustic bass player. So tomorrow after work I am going to go by his place and jam a bit, find out what we both know and how well we mesh. It should be fun. Playing with live musicians is so much better than just practicing to records; if you mesh well you energize and inspire each other.

He's going to give me a CD of their recorded music so I can start learning their repertoire.

Scotch and Soda

This is one of my favorite all time tunes. It was recorded by the Kingston Trio in 1958 and captures the dizzy, out-of-sorts feeling of early love. Yes, romantic love does indeed make you "feel high." The little redhead who made me feel that way was my date for the Senior Prom. Her name was Jackie Palmer. If you're out there, Jackie, this one's for you.

Bob Shane is the singer. There is a video following this one showing a live performance of the Kingston Trio with Shane singing this, his most famous song. I ran both because the audio in the first is substantially better; but the second gives you an idea of what this popular singing group was like. I assume that most of you are too young to remember them.

Kim Jong Mentally Ill Threatens Nuclear War

The pathetic excuse for a human being, Kim Jong Mentally Ill, that runs the Communist cesspool known as North Korea has stated he will "weaponize" its plutonium and promises to wage nuclear war on the Korean peninsula.

We should take these threats very seriously as we are dealing with a megalomaniac with delusions of grandeur. But that's enough about Barack Obama; let's talk about Kim Jong-Il.

K.J. Mentally Ill appears to be nearing the end of his life and may decide to commit suicide and take his country with him, i.e. by starting a nuclear war. We should have been suspicious when he started combing his hair like a mushroom cloud. Let's face it, there's no better phallic symbol than a nuclear tipped warhead and K.J.I. seeks to compensate for the fact he is only four feet tall...not to mention his other shortcoming.

Not to fear, however. We have our own glorious leader whose willingness to talk to anyone without preconditions, and to apologize for all of our wrongs either real or imagined, will save the peace. He will do this by assuring K.J. Mentally Ill that America is not at war with mentally-deranged megalogmaniacs, never has been and never will be. In fact, we have more mentally-deranged megalomaniacs than any country in the world. They're called "Congress."

Obama may even go to North Korea and bow to the Emperor. This will reassure the madman running the joint that he has nothing to fear from America. Jong-Il will then stop counterfeiting US $100 bills, stop his nuclear enrichment program and join hands with Obama and William Ayers and Nancy Pelosi and sing "Kumbaya" until the tears roll down their cheeks. Bill Clinton will be flown in to teach Jong-Il how to pick up girls. Seriously, in order to stop this threat we have to get Kim Jong-Il laid. World piece depends on it.

Oh I am so glad Barack Obama was elected, aren't you? If he hadn't been, we would not now be witnessing Ahmadinejad and Jong-Il beating their swords into plowshares. Or maybe nuclear detonators, I'm not too clear on that.

Ugh, the Recession Just Got Personal

On Friday I was laid off from my job; I expected it sooner or later if the economy didn't improve.  So now I am back in the hunt for work, at a time when work is scarce.  Strangely enough, my employer asked me to stay on for another few weeks to help with the external audit, but as an independent contractor rather than an employee, and at a rate that represents a substantial raise.  Are they stupid or what?

In any case, it gives me maybe another month to look for work but I have to start immediately.  So today that's what I'll be doing.  Looking for work in the bluest state in the Union, the most socialized, the most heavily taxed, and one of the most economically depressed.  

The Big Shoes of Barack Obama

It takes a big man to fill the Presidential Shoes.

Red State Rockers Rock Around the Bail-Outs!

This group contacted me and I like the music their playing, especially the words. Very catchy tune.