Veteran's Day

Wednesday, November 11, 2009
I'm a veteran. I come from a family of veterans. The majority of my personal relationships have been with other veterans.

And that's a problem.

In today's all-volunteer military, it seems like the culture of the military is becoming more and more insular. Service tends to run in families, and there are many, many citizens out there who know not a single veteran. And there are many, many veterans who seek out other veterans with whom to have relationships, to the exclusion of civilians who have never served. The result? A citizenry who has no contact with their protectors, and has no real understanding of what it means to serve, and a military who feels isolated from those they protect.

No good can come of this.

This Veteran's Day, I would encourage those of you who don't know a soldier, sailor, airman, Marine or Guardsman personally to get to know one. Find out what the challenges are inherent in their service, and find out what you can do to help. Whether it's volunteering a couple of hours a month at the local USO or sending care packages to those who are deployed, a citizenry should have some personal connection to those who volunteer to protect their freedoms with their lives.

And if you're a vet or an active duty service member, I encourage you to reach out to the citizenry whom you protect. It's hard for those who have never served to understand the sacrifice you make on their behalf, as they have nothing to compare it to.

And to all who continue to serve, thank you for protecting our country and our Constitution. Your service is appreciated, remembered, and respected.

Honor, Courage, Commitment.

Semper Paratus.

Semper Fidelis.

Integrity First, Service Before Self, Excellence in All We Do.

This We'll Defend.

Non sibi sed patriae. Thank you, my brothers and sisters-in-arms, past, present and future.

Happy Birthday, Sesame Street

Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I love Sesame Street. When it first came out forty years ago, I was just the perfect age to get the most possible benefit out of it, and mine was the first generation to grow up on Burt and Ernie, Big Bird, Cookie Monster and the Grouch.

I love the fact that everyone who's anyone has guested on the show, and used their individual talents to help educate kids on such important concepts as the alphabet, counting, the value of diversity and basic good manners.

I'm having a terrible time selecting a video for this birthday celebration, as there are just so many I love - the"C is for Cookie" song, the celebrity alphabet song, Patrick Stewart's "B or not a B" soliloquy, plus that perennial favorite, the Rubber Ducky song. But I'm going to have to go with Patti LaBelle's soulful alphabet song, just because watching Patti makes me happy, and watching Patti with the Muppets makes my heart sing. I'm also including the classic "Rebel L," just because I can't watch it without singing along. "I'm just a Rebel L, singing LALALA!"

Happy Birthday, Sesame Street. You guys ROCK.



Happy Birthday, Carl Sagan

Monday, November 9, 2009
Today would have been Carl Sagan's 75th birthday if he hadn't succumbed to cancer in 1996, much too young.

In recognition of his incredible gift for communicating the joy and mystery of science, today is the first annual celebration of "Carl Sagan Day." As a fan of Cosmos and a huge fan of The Demon Haunted World, I'm posting this remix of Carl and Stephen Hawking, called "A Glorious Dawn." 

October 'Tard of the Month

I CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT A SLACKER I AM. It's November 9th, and we still haven't voted on the October 'tard of the month. Any day now I'll be voted off the island, or voted as the 'tard myownself.

In any event, here are the candidates for October: First up is Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia, who evidently believes that the Christian religious symbol is everyone's religious symbol. Because really, why not?  Next is "The Oath Keepers," those treasonous motherfuckers who think only THEY are real Americans (the rest of us are apparently just PRETENDING). Lastly we have that incredible opportunist Joe Lieberman, whose ability to execute on an idea or value is directly related to the direction of the wind.

What say you, Hot Chicks and Smart Men?

Attention, Dickweed: Yes, I Mean YOU

Sunday, November 8, 2009
Attention Dickweed who was sitting in the last row of the theater for the 2:45 p.m. showing of Men Who Stare at Goats at the Parker 20 Mile Theater with your kid:

If you don't want to be "disrespected" in front of your son by being called out on your incredibly rude public behavior, then the answer is not to be a bigger DICK. It's to stop spending the entire movie TALKING like you were hanging out in your living room instead of a PUBLIC THEATER. I don't give a good goddamn how "crazy" you think you are, and your suggestion that your poor behavior really has no limits scares me not at all. It just means you're a pathetic reprobate who still needs to learn some fucking manners.

Christ on a crutch, will people ever learn how to act?

Why, Yes, I Am Mature

I have a message for the health care insurance industries, the lobbyists that serve them, and the entire conservative movement:

Suck it, Bitches! Nyah, Nyah, Nyah Nyah Nyah!

And here's a SPECIAL message for my representative, Republican Mike Coffman:

BITE ME, ASSWIPE. This was a make or break issue for me, and your choice to vote the party line because of the "fuck you, I've got mine" mentality means you're BROKEN. And my memory is long.

We now return to your regularly scheduled Sunday activities, including my attendance at our local movie theater to see "Men Who Stare at Goats."

Karl's Spinny Hats

Saturday, November 7, 2009


Here's a photo of the hats I made with the donation sent by frequent commenter and Alaska resident Karl. They're "Spinny" because Karl's twitter account is "Spinny Bits," I assume because he's a wood turner. If it's not because he's a wood turner, then I don't want to know. LALALALA. I CAN'T HEAR YOU.

Thanks for the donation, Karl! The Excelsior hat count is now 86. If anyone else is interested, I'm still accepting $10.00 donations for yarn to my PayPal account for this project.





5...4...3...2...1...Envy!

You want to know what I'm doing this morning? I'll bet you can't guess.

I'm going to go tour the local Lockheed Martin facility where they manufacture the Atlas rocket.


That's right - the same Atlas Rocket that launched the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter. Squee!

Our Smart Friend has a professor who works there and has volunteered to take us. It's a secure facility, so no recording devices are permitted, but you just know the whole thing is going to be off-the-hook COOL.

5...4...3...2...1...ENVY!

Mourning

Friday, November 6, 2009
Yesterday, my brothers and sisters-in-arms at Fort Hood, Texas, were exposed to that most heinous of betrayals: They were attacked by one of their own in an incident that leaves 13 dead and 30 wounded, including the alleged perpetrator, Major Nidal M. Hasan, an Army psychiatrist.

I'm a civilian now, but I still consider myself to be a member of the community that is the Armed Forces. And for me, this event is simply devastating. I don't understand how a member of our community could do such a thing. I have no insight into the motivations of Dr. Hasan, although I see that the speculation is running rampant - he was a disgruntled soldier, he was a very religious Muslim, he opposed the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Yesterday, I tried to make excuses - maybe he was mentally ill. That would certainly explain his behavior...right? Because nobody who wore the uniform would really be capable of doing such a thing without extenuating circumstances...right?

But today, I realize that to me, none of this matters. Not his education, not his religion, not his personal beliefs. He was a soldier. He took an oath, and he betrayed that oath in the worst way imaginable. The deepest pits of hell are reserved for the likes of him.

And today I mourn for my Fort Hood brothers and sisters, who have not only lost their fellow soldiers, but their innocence, as well.

Blog Share

Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I need some help. I read lots of blogs in which wives complain about husbands who take them for granted (stay with me here). Stay at home moms, moms who work outside the home, it seems that no matter what, the mom is the one who cleans the house, looks after the kids, takes care of the husband, etc., etc. Well...not in my house. My husband is the stay at home parent. I work outside the house. And too easily, I fall into the role of the "clueless" outside parent. I come in from work and I want to relax. My husband takes care of the laundry, the cleaning, the kids. And my husband says I take him for granted. I know that in a lot of ways I do. So I need advice. Aside from the obvious, (helping around the house), how can I show how much I do appreciate what he does? Because I do. He is the core of my life and I would be lost without him. He keeps me going - in all ways. And I hate the thought that I don't act like he is essential to me.
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This post is being anonymously posted as part of Blog Share. Participating blogs include:

Not the Daddy: http://notthedaddy.blogspot.com
O is for Olson: http://oisforolson.wordpress.com
Red Red Whine: http://redredwhine.com
Rediscovering Me: http://leavingthecocoon.blogspot.com
Reflections in the Snow-covered Hills: http://snowcoveredhills.com
The Reluctant Grownup: http://gilliangaladriel.spaces.live.com/
Sauntering Soul:http://saunteringsoul.blogspot.com
Serendipity Now: http://serendipitynow.wordpress.com
Snarke: http://snarke.net
So, This Is a Treadmill: http://sothisisatreadmill.blogspot.com
Thinking Some More: http://3carnations.blogspot.com
Time for Change: http://ngradstudent.blogspot.com
Together They Come: http://togethertheycome.wordpress.com
Wondering and Pondering: http://wonderingandpondering.wordpress.com
And You Know What Else: http://andyouknow.wordpress.com
Andrea Unplugged: http://andreaunplugged.wordpress.com
Arctic-ulate: http://arctic-ulate.blogspot.com
Bright Yellow World: http://brightyellowworld.com
Bwildered: http://bbwilder.blogspot.com
Catheroominations: http://catheroo.com
Did I Say That Outloud?: http://tracyoutloud.blogspot.com
Dispatches from the Failed Mommy Club: http://failedmommy.com
Full of Snark: http://fullofsnark.com
Heidikins: http://heidikins.com
Hot Chicks Dig Smart Men: http://hotchicksdigsmartmen.com
Just Below 63: http://littlepieceoftexas2.blogspot.com
The Little Goat: http://thelittlegoat.com

I <3 xkcd, The Discovery Channel and now This Animation, Too

I Love xkcd from NoamR on Vimeo.



Tip o' the Faraday Cage to Dr. Phil (Physics).

Tomorrow is Blog Share

Once again, I'm totally hijacking Megan's content for my own base use. Bwahaha.

Okay, so it's not really base. But I am hijacking her content, because we're both participating in Blog Share tomorrow, and I like the way she explained it. So, here is Megan's description of what will happen here on Hot Chicks Dig Smart Men tomorrow:

The next post that will be published on this blog will have been written by a stranger. Or maybe by someone you know well. You’ll never know who wrote it. That’s the beauty of Blog Share.

I have written a post that will appear anonymously on another blog.

The rules say that I cannot tell you which post is mine. This is to protect the other people who are participating and anyone else who might be mentioned in the shared posts, so even if you think you know which one is mine, please do not say so. The issue here is not that it would be terrible for you to confirm your guess, but that if too many of us identify ourselves, the entire chain of anonymity breaks down. Blog Share only works because we have a pretty big group together.

I suspect that if you recognise me, you won’t feel the need to say that you do. Just leave your comment on the other site without naming me or making any references that could accidentally identify me.

Participants (check them all out tomorrow):

And You Know What Else
Andrea Unplugged
Arctic-ulate
Bright Yellow World
Bwildered
Catheroo
Did I Say That Outloud?
Dispatches from the Failed Mommy Club
Full of Snark
Hot Chicks Dig Smart Men
Just Below 63
The Little Goat
Northland Adventures
Not the Daddy
O is for Olson
Red Red Whine
Rediscovering Me
Reflections in the Snow-covered Hills
The Reluctant Grownup
Serendipity Now
So, This Is a Treadmill
Thinking Some More
Time for Change
Together They Come
Where’s My Pony?
Wondering and Pondering


Thanks for the explanation, Megan. And on an unrelated note, I agree with you - way go go, Maine bigots. WERE YOU PEOPLE RAISED BY WOLVES? How does denying other people their basic rights enhance your life in any way? Please work on developing a moral sense that is based on recognizing the basic humanness of others, whether they're "like you" or not. Thank you for your attention to this matter, you bigoted, narrow-minded motherfuckers.