A Different B-17

I'm a huge fan of old WWII era warbirds, so of course I was out at Abe Lincoln International Airport this weekend to take in the Commemorative Air Force's own restored Sentimental Journey. I would have to say the the B-17 is probably my favorite aircraft of all time and has been since I was like 12, so I never miss an opportunity like this.

No doubt you have all seen the coverage in the local media, including several of the Springfield blogs. And while I took pictures Saturday, and I may post some later, I thought I would instead post some photos I've been wanting to share here for years. These are pictures from the day I actually flew on a B-17.

In July of 1999, a B-17 owned by the Experimental Aircraft Association, called Aluminum Overcast, stopped into Springfield on a mission similar to Sentimental Journey's this weekend: To offer tours and flights to raise money for its upkeep.

I was single at the time and had the $350 cost of the fight. It would be money well spent as far as I was concerned, and I had no one to tell me differently. Well, no one who could do anything about it anyway. I was dating the future Mrs. TEH at the time and she did make the comment that I should do something like this while I was still single because she kinda thought it might be a problem if, say, I were to get married (hint, hint). So sensing my last chance, and a huge desire to do it anyway, I bought my way onto the Aluminum Overcast for a flight.

Here are a few shots of the Aluminum Overcast on the ground before we left.



During the flight, we were able to move around the plane taking turns in the various positions. Standing behind the pilot, I took this one looking out at two of the planes four engines.

This was taken from the radio operator's station looking back toward the tail. They had removed the canopy for ventilation purposes that hot summer day so I was able to stick my head and camera outside the plane.

Sitting in the prime seating of the bombardier's chair in the nose of the aircraft, I snapped this shot of the power plant near Kincaid, IL where, exactly 20 years prior, I was an employee. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined while working at that plant in 1979 that one day I would be looking down on it from a B-17.

Finally, I took this picture at some point before we took off. I saw this elderly gentleman gazing at the plane, alone and almost mesmerized.

I imagined he was remembering heroic, frightening and maybe even tragic experiences he had had on just such a plane. I didn't ask him because I was afraid he might tell me he was a baker in Kenosha during WWII and was just out to see the old warbird like me. Instead, I continue to have this man represent all those brave soles who flew, and often didn't come back from, combat missions in B-17s.

By the way, if you are ever interested in a good movie about the men who flew in the B-17s, try Memphis Bell. If nothing else, watch the trailer to the movie. Twelve O'Clock High is another good one.

Serious Insights: Rules Edition

The great thing about having your own blog is you can comment on things without having to follow rules.

Get Your Own Damn Music

This is hardly the most important issue of the day, but I really do get sick of Republicans using music without permission (i.e. violating copyright laws). Here's just the latest. They've been doing it for years and just won't quit. The practice can lead to the perception of a tacit endorsement by the artists, which isn't fair when they in fact DON'T endorse that candidate.

This goes back to at least Reagan in 1984 when he used Springsteen's Born in the USA which, aside from its use without permission, was also a strange choice given the real meaning of the song conveyed in the lyrics.

Just to be fair, I'll say shame on any Dems who engage in the same thing, but I'm not aware that it's much of a problem with them.

Glasses as Accessories

OK, my joke about Sarah Palin looking like a LensCrafters model was all in good fun, but seriously, every picture I see of her she has on a different pair of glasses. Google her images and see all the different styles she adorns her eyes with.

Can't she wear contacts? Or is she like me and prefers glasses? Except I only buy one new pair every few years. Shit, she has more glasses than McCain has houses.

McCain Picks Palin: May-December Candidacy

So sez CNN. I’m not sure I’d ever even heard of Sarah Palin before the buzz around her started to surface this morning. When I looked her up on the internet, I thought I recognized here from somewhere. Then I decided it was just because she looks like the pictures of eyewear models at LensCrafters.

Politically, can anyone say “Dan Quayle”? Well, in out-of-left-fieldness terms anyway. I guess we will all get to know her better in the coming weeks.

Update: Uh-oh. Palin was recently quoted as saying she has no idea what the vice president even does. Now that’s experience we can believe in, my friends.

Bad Penmanship

Calling all punctuation obsessives. The McCain campaign needs to be held to account for this one.

Where are those goofballs who were going around “correcting” sign’s at national parks?

Serious Insights: TGIF Edition

At my workplace, it’s Friday only a meager 20% of the time.

Friday Beer Blogging: Repeat Obama Edition

OMG! I'm ready for bed late Thursday night and suddenly realize I haven't Friday Beer Blogged. That's mostly because I got caught up in the whole Dem Convention coverage thing and Obama's pitch-perfect speech. Well, here's a repeat of an Obama beer blog from last winter:

I'll make this simple; watch this CNN video. Just do it, I'll wait.

It's a report from Kenya where the locals are celebrating Barack Obama's winning streak by...what else, drinking beer. But not just any beer, Senator beer. Kenyans have dubbed it "Obama Beer".

Obama's father, as you probably know, was Kenyan and folks there have Obama fever. That is, when they don't have an Obama hangover.

Have a great Presidents Day weekend! And have a beer for Obama, but not too many, it will make you Obamit.

Update 08/29/08: Have a great Labor Day weekend!

Dana Thomas is Now Homeless

I’m sorry the Dana Thomas House is (for now) closing due to budget cuts. If it were up to me, more revenue would be raised (pssst…that’s taxes!) and the State’s budget woes would be eased. But that’s politically impossible. Or so I’m told. So we have to cut funding to certain things to balance the budget. Gov. Blagojevich decided he had to make the choices on where to cut and lots of people are unhappy about those decisions. That’s understandable. But this is the mess we get into when cutting budgets. There are fights over priorities; it’s only natural that someone’s interest is going to be hurt no matter what.

I’m not condoning or condemning the specific cuts (relative to other possible cuts) at this point. But let’s be honest, the frequent flip calls from some for cutting government spending ignore the realities of doing so.

Voting Booths You Can Believe In

Hey, this is great news.

Sangamon County had to obtain new voting machines after the State Board of Elections ruled the county couldn’t use the more than 900 machines it purchased for $2.7 million three years ago.

The board said the company that made the machines, Populex Corp. of Elgin, had not completed all the required testing.

County officials say they prefer to rent equipment for this election because the state is likely to adopt new standards for voting machines, and the county does not want to be stuck with even more machines that might not be certified under the new rules.

The cost to rent the machines is about $429,000 for the first year.

Compared to the Populex machines, the rental equipment is fairly simple. Voters will mark paper ballots with a pen or pencil, and those ballots will be fed into a scanner.
Voters who miss a race or over-vote will be alerted by the machines and given the option of changing their ballots.

I have no idea if these new machines are more secure as far as counting votes, but they HAVE to be easier to use than the old voting machines (the ones we’ve used for the last several years). I’m not technologically inept, but those old machines were very confusing in some regards. I mean, I really felt stupid using them and I’m sure I wasn’t alone in that. Good riddance. But are we now stuck with the $2.7 million in unwanted voting machines? That seems like a big loss.

Man-Hug Phobes

Yes, it’s only Democrats who hug.

Where did this controversy come from? Pols of all stripes hug each other all the time. And when a few Democratic office holders start hugging it’s an issue? Obviously, in this case, some of the huggers really don’t like each other but who really cares?

Blagojevich Gets His Moment

Ugh. Watching the Democratic National Convention just now, Tammy Duckworth lauded the leadership of Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich (in regards to veterans issues). There was no great cheering at that line.

Dukakis Apologizes

Via Kevin Drum, this statement from former Democratic presidential candidate Michael Dukakis who lost to the elder George Bush in 1988:

"Look, I owe the American people an apology. If I had beaten the old man you'd of never heard of the kid and you wouldn't be in this mess. So it's all my fault and I feel that very, very strongly. So this is an important election for us. Let me tell 'ya."

Yeah, thanks Mike. Or as Jon Lovitz said in that famous Saturday Night Live skit from 1988: "I can't believe I'm losing to this guy!"

It’s not often brought up in polite company, but it is very, very doubtful George W. Bush would have come even close to being president had Daddy Bush lost the 1988 election.

Serious Insights: Going Out to Lunch Edition

There’s never enough Dipping Sauce /Au Jus /Whatever served relative to the size of the item(s) being dipped.

Stay Out of the Sun

While I agree it would have been nice to have had more water available at the Obama rally in Springfield Saturday, there was nothing keeping anyone from leaving and getting water just outside the event. I had that notion in the back of my mind the whole time. In fact, when we did decide to leave a bit early, it took us just 60 seconds to reach an open fire hydrant near the entrance of the secured area and then another minute to get to Brewhaus where there was not only water available, but beer too!

Granted, we were toward the back on Sixth Street and that made our exit particularly easy, but anyone who needed to could have gotten out. Again, that’s not to let organizers off the hook completely, just that the situation wasn’t as dire as some are making it out to be. No one was captive. Seeing Barack Obama isn’t worth risking your health or the health of your young children if you were foolish enough to bring them.

Some of the criticism even has the smell of politics. "See! Barack Obama is a bad, bad man because he let people almost die of thirst so he's not fit to be president!" Give me a break. The last thing anyone wanted was the crowd to be uncomfortable. It was a hot day, there were way more people than anyone expected and the water distribution was poor. That's all there was to it.

Update: I forgot to mention that I think a better solution to all of this would have been to have several water stations located just inside the entrance. People could have grabbed a cup of water (and the ones they were actually using were pretty good size) on their way in. That would have gotten most people through the event. There would have had to have been lots of water being poured to keep the line moving, but I think it could have been done. Perhaps passing out (can I use that term here) cheap caps might have been a good idea too. I was, for once, smart enough to bring my own cap but most people didn't think of it.

Update II: Allie in comments makes a good point: We may have learned our lesson from all this but when exactly are we going to have to deal with 35,000 people downtown again? Short of a public flogging of Rod Blagojevich, I don’t see it happening.

Cloud Blogging

Pictures of clouds seem to show up on Springfield blogs on a regular basis, so I'm getting with the program and submitting my odd cloud pics for your approval.

This past Sunday evening I noticed some odd pink clouds right about sunset. My poor quality iPhone camera doesn't really do this justice, but these clouds looked more like Northern Lights than clouds. This was taken looking due west:

Here are the pink clouds more isolated:

I'm going to rule out government conspiracy on this one, but as to what they were, well...the truth is out there.

Feelin’ the Heat

You know, part of the problem with people suffering from the heat Saturday at the Old State Capitol was that some people came dressed like this.

Make that, LOTS of people...

And, hey, Springfieldians, if the Obamas can dress like this and not whine about the heat, you should be able to do it too.

But please, go ahead and tell the SJ-R that it was really because you wore too many clothes.

Serious Insights: Chatham Boil Order Edition

It’s my ambition someday to have the medieval power to order whole villages be boiled.

Liz's Revenge

The news sez:

RALEIGH, N.C. -- Two weeks after a devastating revelation sent her husband into political exile, Elizabeth Edwards isn't getting the steady sympathy usually afforded to a woman scorned.

Instead, she's faced criticism from dedicated Democrats who think she was too willing to keep the affair a secret to help John Edwards' political ambitions, as well as her own.

At a time when she was expected to hold a prominent role in pushing an agenda of
improved health care for Americans, she stands silent. While fellow Democrats converge in Denver to nominate Barack Obama for president, Edwards remains in
seclusion in North Carolina.

It seems an odd way to treat a woman with incurable cancer wronged by a cheating husband, the latest in a series of deep hardships in life that includes the death of a teenage son.

But some former followers have questioned the recklessness of keeping the affair under wraps even though her husband - a former U.S. senator, two-time presidential candidate and the 2004 vice presidential nominee - said he confessed the affair in 2006, before the campaign began in earnest the next year.

Maybe Elizabeth had an elaborate scheme to get the ultimate revenge. What if she planned to help propel her husband almost as far as he could go, right though the Democratic nomination, and then just weeks before the general election let the affair news out of the bag.

Bwah-haa-haa-haa.

Oh, she could have really played it up. She could have played on our sympathies for her plight both as a victim of a cheating husband and a victim of cancer. She could have actively asked -no begged- everyone NOT to vote for her husband in the general election and many would have complied.

Sure that’s a little far-fetched but I’m publicly giving Lifetime network permission to turn the idea into one or more movies.

iPhone Photo Dump: Batman Does Golf

A while back, my son decided it was time for us to head out to the field near our house and play another round of golf. I was game and sent him inside to get his clubs. When he returned, I was surprised to see he had also changed into a superhero for the match.

It was hard to get pictures of the cape AND the golf clubs to get the full effect.

In the end, as is always the case, Batman "won". Just ask him.

Serious Insights: Local Blogging Edition

Springfield is too small a town to blog about without stepping on toes.

Smoking in Foreign States

Richard Roeper brings up something I’ve talked to a lot of Springfieldians about recently: We are now very used to, and spoiled by, our smoking ban. Specifically, many of us find cigarette smoke more offensive than ever now that we aren’t continually subjected to it in public places. In Roeper’s case:

Last week, I took a quick drive east to New Buffalo, Mich., and the Four Winds Casino Resort...
…
But I'm not sure I'm ever going back, for one simple reason:

The joint smells like an ashtray.

Not only is smoking allowed in the Four Winds, I swear I thought it was mandatory at one point. Now that we've had the better part of a year to get spoiled in Illinois, it's jarring to walk in to a place like the Four Winds and get hit with the unmistakable stench of cigarette smoke.

I remember not long after Springfield implemented its smoking ban going into a restaurant in St. Louis and being asked if we wanted “smoking or non-smoking”. Even though the Springfield ban had only been in effect a short while, the question briefly took me aback. It was an “Oh yeah, we’re not in Springfield anymore” moment in which I appreciated how far ahead of the game Springfield was in this regard. We obviously chose non-smoking but were still treated to the fumes drifting through the non-existent barrier between us and the smoking section.

Anyway, it’s interesting to hear people come back from vacations or other travels to express their appreciation of the smoking ban after experiencing the smoke ‘em if you got ‘em rules in other places.

I think overall I’ve become far less tolerant of cigarette smoke in general now that it has largely been eliminated from my universe. (Full disclosure: Mrs. TEH still has the occasional cigarette in the privacy of our back deck, but she’s working on it!) And that’s saying something. While I never smoked myself, I grew up in house full of the smoke from my father’s cigarettes. Even as a teenager, working at a store in the newly opened White Oaks Mall in the late ‘70s, I would sweep the numerous cigarette butts off the floor after closing each night. Think about that; people would smoke in stores and smash their butts out on the floor and just leave them. We have come a long way.

My Day With Barack And Joe and JP

I've been waiting for JP to get his posts up about our excellent adventure going to see Obama & Biden live at the Old State Capitol. This because I wanted to link to as many things as possible rather than have to write about them myself. Finally JP has some stuff up so I can now riff off of that.

First, it really was exactly as I expected: hot and humid and nothing to drink. There really should have been better provisions for providing water to the crowd. What was available was almost impossible to get to. Some people passed out, while other were very desperate to get to the water tent. I made an attempt but after fighting the crowd for about 15 minutes, I gave up. I wasn't THAT thirsty and other people obviously were. But I did OK. I knew relief was only a half a block away at Brewhaus if I really, really needed it. And a...more on Brewhaus later.

We got downtown about noon. We saw the massive line and followed it to its origin, which, by the time we got there, snaked back many blocks to in front of Saputos (see JP's photo here). It took us about 10 minutes just to walk to the back of the line and then another half an hour to walk in line to the entrance to the event at 7th and Washington.

At the security entrance, we had to unload our pockets and go through the metal detector. JP failed his first attempt through but graduated with honors on his second attempt. Iron rich blood or something. I, of course, had no problems. I was just glad we didn't have to take off our shoes. Which makes me wonder, why are shoes a potential danger to airplanes only?

Once inside, we were immediately approached by this guy, who took a keen interest in our cell phones for some reason. It turned out he was a staunch McCain supporter, but came to town from Mason City to revel in the event anyway. He was nice enough, but JP and I moved on after a bit fearing he was going to latch on to us for the duration. We also checked our pockets for our wallets just in case.

Then we just stood there baking in the sun for what seemed like forever. There was this really tall guy near us who I was so tempted to stand behind just for the shade. But in the end, the only relief we got was the occasional stray cloud blocking the sun. One such cloud even got cheers from the crowd.

The warm up (as if we weren't hot enough!) were Obama campaign organizers (one of whom couldn't say "housing project" and twice said "project housing" or something), the Pledge of Allegiance, and a religious invocation. Not long after that, Mr. Obama took the stage. When people's heads moved the right way and signs weren't in the air, I could actually see Obama for a split second or so. Mostly I saw this though:

Later, Biden came on stage and began to give his speech. Again, I was able to get fleeting glimpses of him. About half way through his speech, I tapped JP on the shoulder and suggested we make a retreat before our 35,000 other friends decided to do the same thing. JP was agreeable and we made our way to the one entrance/exit which just happened to be right in front of Brewhaus.

At that point, we were hot and very thirsty. The lure of cold beer was irresistible. We decided to try Brewhaus. We went in and were surprised that it really wasn't all that crowded. Most of the bar stools and tables were taken but it wasn't packed or anything. Most of the people there were intently watching the speech on the TVs. I thought that was strange. They were just feet from the event and yet where inside, sitting down in a cool building, enjoying beverages...oh, wait, I get it now.

Now let me stop the story right here and point out that no blog in the world praises Bewhaus on a regular basis like mine. Brewhaus is the official bar of The Eleventh Hour. And I still love the best beer bar in town, but my experience there Saturday sucked big time. Anyway, back to the story.

So we make our way down to the north end of the bar and get behind a few people to place our beer order. At that point I really didn't care what we got, but I spy the Blue Moon draught handle and think that will be a good choice. When the bartender gets my order, she goes off and pours us not glasses of beer, but beer in two red plastic cups. I pay her the $3.50 a piece price and give her a two dollar tip. We lift the long awaited brew to our lips and discover the plastic cups are filled three-quarters of the way with WARM FOAM. We tip the cups skyward to get to what beer there is because we just don't give a shit anymore. But really, $7 plus tip for two cups of foam? Give a loyal customer a break, Brewhaus!

Having had enough of the shittiness of Brewhaus, we leave through the rear entrance and quickly make our way back to JP's vehicle where we (I) had the foresight to stash a small cooler full of iced-down water bottles. As soon as we got the vehicle we tore into those. Finally, thirst quenched!

That's pretty much all there was. We did hang out at my place for a while afterword and enjoyed some brews from my beer fridge, making good on the disappointment of Brewhaus.

Final score: Obama/Biden - 10, Brewhaus - 0, Dave and JP - 11.

Update: Leave it to me to inadvertently piss off another Springfield blogger (see comments). To be clear, I do not blame the bartender at Brewhaus. It was a weird day for everyone and things go wrong.

The Can-Man May Be the Canned Man

So after all this, who’s going to ever hire Sam Cahnman to represent them in court, at least here in Sangamon County? I mean, who wants an attorney that the judges are now predisposed to not like. None for me thanks.

There are other things attorneys can do but I think the Can-Man is done at the courthouse. And what are the odds he’s going to get reelected alderman? I think I’d be looking for a change of venue professionally.

Friday Beer Blogging: Vitamins Added Edition

Healthy beer? Well actually, used in moderation, it's already quite a healthful drink. But somebody has decided we need a beer with vitamin supplements. That somebody is the brewer of Stampede Light beer.

Brewed in Texas, Stampede Light is being endorsed by beer expert Jessica Simpson. I guess Paris Hilton was too busy participating in the presidential race.

However, Stampede doesn't appear to have been the first to think of this. A Filipino beer inventor seems to have come up with the idea too.

Thing is, beer already has lots of vitamins and other good stuff. With all due repect to Jessica, I'll pass. But then I don't have to really since it isn't sold here.

Have a great weekend! And take your vitamins - have a beer.

Rick!

Well, if the dateline is Springfield, IL, it must be true. No word on whether Tim Davlin is disappointed.

For those of you not familiar with Rickrolling, explanation here. Actually, I wasn’t fully informed on the matter either.

And just adding, he would be kind of a dreamy VP. Not like Dick Cheney, but not bad.

Gilligan: Hapless Navigator?

I’m glad that at least the highest levels of our government can inject such current pop culture analogies into the conversation. I was afraid that Gilligan’s Island references were becoming stale and harder to find than reruns of the show on television. Having spent most of my youth vicariously living the life of a castaway, it’s good to see someone is keeping the flame lit:

…the White House says President Bush has "no plans" to see the movie.

White House spokeswoman Emily Lawrimore said she's not sure that Bush has seen any of Stone's earlier films, which includes "JFK" and "World Trade Center."

One thing she's clear about: Oliver Stone has no credibility to chronicle the Bush presidency.

"Oliver Stone is an accurate historian like Gilligan was an accurate navigator," she said.

That would be Gilligan, as in "Gilligan's Island," the CBS sitcom from the 1960s about seven castaways shipwrecked on an abandoned island. The show featured Bob Denver, above, playing Gilligan, the hapless navigator.

But...

I don’t recall ever thinking of Gilligan as “hapless navigator” or any kind of navigator. Hapless deckhand, maybe. And wasn’t the Skipper at least equally involved (not to mention that terrible storm) in getting the Minnow and its occupants stranded on that island?

Oh, What To Do About Obama Bash

I’m having a hard time deciding at what level I want to participate in the Barack Obama event here in Springfield Saturday. I do know I want to take part in some way, it is a minor bit of history in the making, but I’m pretty sure I’m not going to go stand in line at 7:00 AM to get a good spot to stand and watch the speech and VP rollout.

For one thing, it’s going to be hot, in the upper 80s approaching 90 degrees. And humid. There’s no way this is going to be comfortable. That means I will likely have to lug around lots of water which means, and this is important, I’ll have to pee every half hour. Which means I may lose my spot in line or place on the Old State Capitol grounds anyway.

Now, I endured the extreme cold in February 2007 to watch his campaign kick-off speech and was very uncomfortable and cold. My feet were frozen before it was all over. But I was glad I did it. This time, the day is going to be hot (at noon everyone is going to be in the sun). I’m not sure I’m up for that.

However, like I said, I sort of want to be there. So I’m thinking I might just buzz around the perimeter and get as close as I can while still being able to duck out of the heat and grab a cold drink (say, Brewhaus is nearby…). I just think that would be more tolerable and I could still claim to have “been there”.

Not Invited

Poor Blago. No one likes him.

The Democratic National Committee has invited some high-ranking officials from Barack Obama’s home state to speak at the party’s convention in Denver next week, but not Gov. Rod Blagojevich.

Those invited include Illinois Treasurer Alexi Giannoulias, Comptroller Dan Hynes and Attorney General Lisa Madigan. All three are potential rivals of Blagojevich, should he run for re-election. Chicago Mayor Richard Daley also has been invited to speak.

But I am looking forward to the sure-to-be rousing speeches to be delivered by the lesser state officials. Let’s hope one of them will be speaking at the 2012 convention as governor.

And who could have predicted I’d have two posts in a row containing the name Alexi Giannoulias?

I am the Dearest of All Bloggers

I got this in my e-mail box yesterday:

Dear Blogger,

Bloggers play a vital role in helping Illinoisans get their news.

That’s why I want to make sure you receive information from the Treasurer’s Office at the same time as traditional media outlets. This information includes press releases and news advisories about events, information about office programs and news about state investments.

Having access to these up-to-date materials will help you track developing news and keep tabs on the services and programs that the Treasurer’s Office offers – instead of having to wait until other media outlets file reports.

To receive these documents, you must respond to this e-mail. In addition, please indicate if you would like all documents the Treasurer’s Office sends to media outlets or just information pertaining to certain subjects (e.g. Bright Start, environmental programs, investment news, etc.) or geographic areas within Illinois . We’ll do our best to satisfy your request.

Thank you for your time. I hope this will help you continue to provide independent news coverage and insightful commentary.

Sincerely,

Alexi Giannoulias
Illinois State Treasurer

I'll leave the blog coverage of the Ilinois State Treasurer to those who know what they're doing, but I likwe that Giannoulias is embracing the new media. I haven't gotten anything like this from any other elected official.

Obama to Pick Tim Davlin as VP!

By now you've heard that Barack Obama is coming to Springfield Saturday to announce his choice for a running mate. That means only one thing: It's Springfield Mayor Tim Davlin! It has to be!

The evidence is now overwhelming. Let's run down the list:

Obama is coming here to make the announcement. The town in which Davlin is mayor. Not a coincidence.

Davlin led the way in implementing the city's smoking ban long before it was Kool to do so. Obama who has, or is trying, to stop smoking will need someone with a proven track record to keep him off the butts.

Davlin is an overt Irish Catholic and has not ever been suspected of being a Muslim.

The sudden announcement that Davlin's brother, Kevin, will soon be divesting himself of Chantilly Lace is evidence of the Veep vetting process. No one wants Chantilly's notorious past brought up during the campaign. The Attorney General's position may then also become available to Kevin Davlin.

What campaign could pass up the slogan "Vote For the Boyz From Illinoiz"?

Davlin was seen in the Simpsons "Real Springfield" contest video in London, solidifying the mayor's foreign policy cred.

See! It's inevitable.

The Lace WAS the Place

So Chantilly Lace is up for sale. Business is bad and it’s going to close. It happens to every establishment sooner or later and Chantilly has had a pretty damn good run. I first went in there about 17 or so years ago when it had a ‘50s/nostalgia theme. It became somewhat of a meat market in the late 90s at a time when I was between marriages (so, yes, I admit I was there a lot). It actually had a good setup with a large and loud dance floor on one side and a quieter bar area on the other side.

But I think it’s hilarious that owner Kevin Davlin is blaming the smoking ban for Chantilly’s declining customer base. Although my days of partying there are long gone, I do know it has gotten kind of a bad reputation over the years and people are just going elsewhere. New places become the new hot spots, it happens all the time in that business. Blaming the smoking ban is lame. For one thing, the ban is now universal in Illinois; the playing field is level. Chantilly is just old news and the crowds have moved on.

Now, I said the first time I was in Chantilly was about 17 years ago and, technically, that’s true. However, I used to go in to that building a lot some 40 years ago when it was Shakey’s Pizza. As kid we went there all the time, for birthdays a lot as I recall. They had wooden benches and long tables, a piano player and a huge window into the kitchen where you could see them making the pizzas. They also gave the kids these styrofoam hats which we would have broken and in pieces before the end of the night there.

So I actually have a lot of memories and long history with that place. It’ll be sad to see it torn down and replaced with a drug store or gas station, but that's just the way it goes.

Lower the Drinking Age Campaign

This is sort of interesting, there's a movement afoot to get the drinking age lowered from 21 to 18. The people organizing to promote such a plan? Not college students, but college presidents and chancellors. It's called the Amethyst Initiative.

I took a look at the signatories of this initiative and, unless I missed one at this late (11th) hour, the only Illinois institution to have a signatory is Quincy University. (Which I will never get used to being called a University; it's Quincy COLLEGE dammit.) Anyway, I don't know what that means but there it is.

Personally, I can see both sides of the issue. It seems to me that once you are an adult at 18 you should be allowed to drink. On the other hand there seems to be some demonstrable benefits (less DUI, etc.) to the higher drinking age.

Fortunately, at 48, I'm in the safe zone and won't have my beer-buying privileges revoked again. Not like when I was 19 and, at the time, of legal drinking age, only to have the Illinois Legislature raise the drinking age to 21 making me underage again for 18 months. Bastards.

Hyperbolic Circular Argument of the Day

Smoking ban debates are old and tiresome by now and no one really cares that much anymore around here, but still it gets some coverage in the media elsewhere in the state where the ban is newer. This made me laugh:

[Bar manager] Sam Mrofcza said he does not have a problem abiding by the ban, but does not approve of more personal restrictions.

"If they're going to take it this far, (they should) just make (cigarettes) illegal, and while they're at it, they might as well make alcohol illegal," Mrofcza said. "And we all know how prohibition went."

Yeah, OK. I think you answered your own question, Sam, as to why no one is proposing an outright “ban” on cigarettes. Like the crazy war on drugs, it would be counterproductive, putting strain on law enforcement and creating a huge black market. Strict regulation and taxation works much better and still allows people to engage in their vices while not hurting anyone else. So just relax Sam.

Prom-Time News

Heh.

It is true that there's absolutely no reason for 15,000 media people to show up to the [Democratic] convention, except the real reason they all show up which is that they see it as one of their proms. It's the big party.

And there will be tons of media folk heading off to the Republican convention, the other prom, too.

My Truck Is An Eyesore

Or it would be if I lived in this guy's neighborhood.

... a Frisco [Texas] man says his truck is being targeted simply because his homeowners association doesn't think it's classy enough.

Jim Greenwood said he never dreamed his HOA would have a problem with his new Ford F-150 pickup. Then he received the first of three notices threatening him with fines.

"Mr. Greenwood, you're violating a subdivision rule that prohibits pickup trucks in your driveway," the notice reads.

Stonebriar HOA rules allow several luxury trucks on driveways, including the Cadillac Escalade, Chevy Avalanche, Honda Ridgeline and Lincoln Mark LT.

But most Ford, Dodge or Chevy pickups are restricted.

"It's very frustrating and confusing. It's hard to imagine how an HOA would try to dictate what type of vehicle you can drive and park in your driveway," Mr. Greenwood said.

That's just idiotic. Maybe I'm biased because I own an F-150 and park it in the driveway during the warm months (in the garage during the cold months). Thing is, my truck is eight years old and is a fine, fine looking pick-up. It's not in anyway an eyesore. Judge for yourself; here's my son holding the business end of a power washer we were using to clean my beautiful truck a few weeks ago, in my driveway.

Fortunately, the HOA in our subdivision isn't as dickish as the one in the story. Although, we do have some restrictions on boats and RVs. I actually serve as a representative on our HOA and I think we've only sent one "please move your boat or RV" reminder in the five or six years I've been involved. And even that made me a little uncomfortable despite the fact that the notice was agreed to because some a-hole had long had an RV parked in the driveway in such a way as it forced any car parked behind it to block the sidewalk.

Friday Beer Blogging: Beer Goggles Are Real Edition

Exciting beer news from real scientists! Beer goggles are real:

For the first time, scientists have proven that "beer goggles" are real - other people really do look more attractive to us if we have been drinking.

Surprisingly, the beer goggles effect was not limited to just the opposite sex among the ostensibly straight volunteers recruited for the study - they also rated people from their own sex as more attractive.

Scientists in England gave 84 heterosexual college students chilled lime-flavored drinks that were either non-alcoholic or given a dose of vodka equivalent in alcohol to a large glass of wine or a pint-and-a-half of beer.

After 15 minutes, the volunteers were shown photos of 40 other college students from both sexes. Both men and women who drank booze found these faces more attractive, "a roughly 10 percent increase in ratings of attractiveness," said researcher Marcus Munafo, an experimental psychologist at the University of Bristol in England.

The researchers also asked volunteers to rate their mood, "and there were no differences on those measures in the alcohol group compared to the no-alcohol group," Munafo added. "This suggests that the effect we observed wasn't due to a general change in mood."

It did not escape Munafo that the results are rather obvious.

"Everyone knows about beer goggles," Munafo said. "But some of our results suggest that there's more going on than we might have thought."

The discovery that the effect is not specific to the opposite sex was surprising. One possibility is that alcohol generally makes us see things as more attractive, but when this occurs in social situations, such as at a bar, "this might become targeted at opposite-sex faces," Munafo said. By repeating the experiment with video clips shot at bars, the scientists hope to recreate those social cues and see what happens.

"The main question is whether these effects are specific to faces, or whether we would rate anything as more attractive after a drink," Munafo said.

Future research could expose people who have been drinking to landscapes or the faces of puppies and other animals, "to see if alcohol has a more general effect on perceiving beauty in the environment."

All i can say about that last part is, WOW! Think of the possibilities. We could save all the money spent on keeping the environment clean and just buy beer instead. Bye, bye EPA; hello EBA (Environmental Beer Agency). Ooooooh yeah!

And I know this will work becuase my unmowed yard always looks better after a few brews. Or at least I don't feel as bad about not mowing.

Have a great weekend! And make your world more bueautiful: drink lots of beer.

Fair Daze

I spent the day today at the State Fair and will be taking the day tomorrow to move my daughter to Carbondale so she may begin college at SIU. Hence, not much blogging today or tomorrow.

It was 30 years ago this week I began my freshman year at SIU. Where did those years go?

Meanwhile, the Fair, while fun, wears me out. Here are a few notes about today's visit:

The best drink on the fairgrounds has to be the Mango Smoothie at the Indian both in the Ethnic Village.

Vose's corn dogs and the nearby "butter" dipped sweet corn didn't seem as good to me this year.

Could the Lt. Governor's tent be more out of the way. It's more inconspicuous than the office itself.

I wish I had gone into the Illinois Wine building, but I didn't.

And hey here's a little secret that might come in handy. If you're looking to cool off after a few hours of wondering around the fairgrounds, go to the Grandstand and catch some horse races. When you do, stop at the beer stand, pick up a cold Bud then go all the way to the top of the grandstand seating. They have vents right behind the last row of seats that create a comfortable breeze even on the hottest day.

Better yet, get one of those Mango Smoothies, hop on the skyride to the Grandstand (so the smoothie doesn't completely melt/get consumed before you get there), and head to the back row.

See you Friday for some beer blogging.

Supplemental Beer Blogging: Don't Wait Edition

This is pretty funny.

WATERVILLE, Maine — After stepping down from the pastorate last month after fifty years in ministry, Albert Finley did something no one expected: he had his first beer.

"I was curious what it actually tasted like, after all these years of preaching against it," he says.

The results?

"What a marvelous drink," he says. "It tastes much better than it smells."

The Sierra Nevada Pale Ale he chose delivered "surprisingly complex and satisfying tastes."

"I actually said ‘Praise God’ right in the middle of it," he says.

But people in his former congregation are not happy.

"He’s tarnishing the reputation of himself and this church," says one woman. "I always pointed to the pastor and told my kids, ‘See? There’s a man who has chosen not to drink.’ This puts a big question mark after everything he has preached."

Another says Finley reminds her of Noah, "a righteous man who ended up a worthless drunk," she says.

But Finley says he no longer has to be an example. He is also upset that he has held misconceptions about beer for so long.

OK, my take on this is that he wasn't really unfamiliar with beer. Instead, he came out of the beer closet and used his retirement as an excuse. I say this because I don't know anyone who tries beer for the first time and thinks it's great. Beer is an acquired taste.

But I'm willing to suspend disbelief and become BFS Dan long enough to think that Sierra Nevada Pale Ale could actually cause an epiphany in a former clergyman.

Confuzed

No, this post is not about me, so stop assuming that.

Get Dew the Point

This is for weather geeks only. And if you are a real weather geek, you probably already know this, but last week Springfield set an all-time record high dewpoint for the city. From the National Weather Service:

Extremely muggy conditions invaded much of central and southeast Illinois on Monday, August 4th. The dewpoint temperature is commonly used in meteorology to describe atmospheric moisture. It is the temperature to which air must be cooled in order to reach saturation (assuming air pressure and moisture content are constant). In general terms, the higher the dewpoint, the more oppressively humid the air feels. Dewpoints often reach into the low and mid 70s over the eastern half of the U.S. in summertime.

A rare set of factors may have combined on August 4th to produce widespread dewpoints in the upper 70s and lower 80s across central and southeast Illinois. Much above normal rainfall so far this year has led to abundant soil moisture. This has helped local vegetation which usually peaks in evapotranspiration (moisture loss) from mid July to early August. In addition, a warm front established itself across northern Illinois on the afternoon and evening of the 4th. This allowed southerly winds to supply moisture-rich air to the region. Other small-scale effects and local factors may have played a role in producing extremely high dewpoint readings.

Springfield IL established a new dewpoint record of 83 degrees F at 6:52 PM on the 4th. This broke the old record of 82 degrees from August 19, 1993 at 5 PM. The period of hourly records at Springfield dates back to 1948.

We‘ve had more than one really, really humid day this summer. Fortunately, the humidity is leaving us alone for Fair week.

Flag-ilation

Can you imagine the howling from the wingnuts if Barack Obama had held the flag the wrong way? OMG, he’s an unpatriotic, islamofascist, presumptuous, elitist antichrist!!! Just thinking about it makes my ears hurt.

But it’s just George Bush – PASS.

And while I’m not going to question someone’s patriotism, my God, what a big dork.

Beijing Bob

I didn’t see the interview, but Bob Costas is getting some good reviews on his interview with President Bush broadcast last night during the Olympics. That doesn’t surprise me at all since I think Costas is the best overall broadcaster in the country. And I’ve thought that for years. He can do a hard hitting and informed interview with a newsmaker and then walk over, sit down and do excellent play-by-play of a major league baseball game without even breaking a sweat. And let’s not forget he played the voice of Bob Cutlass in the movie Cars!

Costas had a talk show on TV in the late 80s and early 90s and he proved to be a tremendous interviewer. Before that, I only knew him as a sports guy. But he proved to me that he was much more versatile and could speak to almost any topic. Costas is definitely the best in the biz. I guess he has a show on HBO now, though I’ve not seen it yet (we just got HBO).

Huey Lostit

It’s always sad to see musicians that were once on the top of the pop world to be reduced to playing their old hits at state fairs. Last night, the string of washed-up ‘80s acts continued its parade across the State Fair grandstand stage with Huey Lewis and the News making an appearance. And I gather from this review Lewis and the band gave the crowd what they wanted, but this is just pathetic:

Lewis seemed to struggle with the higher notes in his songs.

At first, it seemed like there was a problem with his microphone or the sound mix, with some lyrics not coming through the PA system.

But soon it became clear that whenever Lewis would have to hit a high note, like in singing the title phrase from "This Is It," he would quickly and subtly slide the mic up from his mouth to his right cheek, next to his nose.

The mic he was using, which appeared to be a Shure SM-58, is designed to pick up sound directly in front of it, so it would seem that Lewis knew he would hardly be heard when he moved the mic away from his mouth.

Or maybe he was just getting over a cold or something. But probably not. Sadly, it is the voice, the one truly human element, that often goes first for aging musicians.

I’m thinking also of Roger Daltrey who arguably once had the most powerful voices in rock and now continues to perform with the rump version of The Who (it’s just him and Pete Townshend now, the other two original members of the band having already died). Daltrey’s voice is shot. Most recently, I saw the The Who perform on VH-1’s Rock Honors program and it was sad. Poor guy.

Lane Excuses

I've never understood why I-55 is three lanes for 30 miles north of Springfield and, what, 10 or 20 miles south of town, but going around the city it's just two lanes each way. There is more traffic and more entering and exiting the highway around Springfield than north or south of it. This sort of explains it but still seems odd to me.

“Our interchanges there are obsolete. As that traffic count continues to grow, you start exceeding capacity. Your interchanges get clogged up, then people start having accidents trying to get onto the interstate,” said Bill Frey, program development engineer with the Illinois Department of Transportation.

Frey also explained why the roughly six-mile section of I-55 between Sangamon Avenue and Interstate 72 was not six lanes when design work began for the U.S. Interstate 55 Bypass in the early 1960s.

“At that point, Springfield was a departure and destination community. Everybody was coming to Springfield and not going around Springfield,” said Fry.

Finally, they're going to look into adding an additional lane around Springfield. That's good news. (But 6.5 MILLION dollars to just study the idea?)

Perhaps Paul McCartney complained about the lane situation and now IDOT is taking notice.

Parked

As of the writing of this post, Spfldbloggers.com has been parked. How am I going to find out what's really going on in Springfield (or Kansas or Cameroon, for that matter)?


Update: Spfldbloggers is back up.

The Edwards Affair

Former presidential candidate John Edwards admits to having had an extramarital affair in the recent past.

Having an affair is a private matter but why would you run for president knowing that skeleton was in your closet? You know that the media would have a field day if the truth was discovered. Hell, they’d tar and feather you more for the affair than if your campaign was based on a platform of genocide and child rape.

I guess some highly visible people actually get away with having affairs and so everyone thinks they can too, or something. It just doesn’t seem like running for president with a recent affair under your belt (and lying about it) is a practical thing to do to your political party or your family. What if Edwards had gotten the nomination?

Of course, if the affair is far enough in your past and you wind up marrying the other woman (see Reagan, McCain, Gingrich, et al), the media gives you a pass. Fair or not, those are the rules and Edwards should have been more discrete either before having the affair or before deciding to run for president.

Rhoads, Illinois

If you are into the archeology or Native Americans of the area, you might want to check out this article. Back in the 1970s, while building a portion of I-55 through Logan County, the remnants of an old Kickapoo village called Rhoads was discovered.

The site was excavated and the artifacts stored away at Southern Illinois University at Carbondale for all these years. Now, they are being studied and some will soon be on display.

Friday Beer Blogging: Stag Edtion

Stag beer is one of those old time American beer icons that somehow manages to hold on even though nobody in their right mind drinks it anymore. Well, I have one friend who drinks it but everyone understands that its merely a desperate cry for attention.

A few weeks ago when I was at Brewhaus celebrating my birthday, Former Wingman SK and I at one point were having a hard time deciding on what beer to get next off the menu. So many beers so little time. Finally, I suggested Stag. Ha, ha. Not when there are so many good beers to choose from. But later that night (and many beers later) we found ourselves at The Corner Pub to grab some wings and nacho fries and, of course, one more beer. Well, we spied Stag on the menu and we had our first Stags in over 25 years. It's still forgettable after all these years.

Stag is part of the Pabst family of beers and can be found online here.

Long ago, Mr. Magoo was the beers spokesman (view old TV commercials here).

By the way, today (I assume it's still there), the world's largest Stag can resides in Greene County, Illinois.

Have a great weekend! And don't drink so much beer you STAGger.

Paul Sings About Springfield

A songwriting friend of mine came up with a song Paul McCartney may want to use in any potential live double album commemorating his journey on Route 66.

Actually, my friend has, as far as I know, never written another song, but he wrote this one so that makes him a songwriter.

Anyway the song:

Peeing at the Circle K

Peeing at the Circle K
Along Route 66
Met up with locals on the way
And let them take some pix

Said we're heading toward St. Lou
From the Hamptons in this old Bronco
We're hoping we can make it through
All the way to New Mexico

Driving historic 66 today
Will surely be a high
But peeing at the Circle K
Just couldn't be denied

Cause I'm 66 just like the road
And pit stops are a must
For it's getting harder trying to hold
With a bladder I can't trust

Happy you caught me coming out
Instead of going in
For I then was able to hear your shout
With a relieved and happy grin

So, goodbye sweet Springfield
With heavy heart, I leave these words if I may

Hoping your lips are forever sealed Of my peeing at the Circle K

--Anonymous

Post Your Pro-McCain Comments Here

So the McCain campaign is offering incentives for posting blog comments that are positive toward their candidate. Participants can earn points and redeem them for prizes.

On McCain's Web site, visitors are invited to "Spread the Word" about the presumptive Republican nominee by sending campaign-supplied comments to blogs and Web sites under the visitor's screen name. The site offers sample comments ("John McCain has a comprehensive economic plan . . .") and a list of dozens of suggested destinations, conveniently broken down into "conservative," "liberal," "moderate" and "other" categories. Just cut and paste.
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People who sign up for McCain's program receive reward points each time they place a favorable comment on one of the listed Web sites (subject to verification by McCain's webmasters). The points can be traded for prizes, such as books autographed by McCain, preferred seating at campaign events, even a ride with the candidate on his bus, known as the Straight Talk Express, according to campaign spokesman Brian Rogers.

Well, that sounds like a swell activity. Hours of fun for the whole family!

Consider this post a good place park those comments and run up your point total. Here’s some stuff to rebut to get you started:

Paris Hilton is smarter than John McCain

McCain’s middle name is Sidney

McCain = Bush and/or McCain = Grampa Simpson

Now go get commenting for prizes!

Speed Camera’s on Illinois Interstates?

Rod Blagojevich has another great idea.

…the governor is considering installing speed cameras in each direction of every interstate in the 20 State Police districts across Illinois to raise $50 million a year in revenue -- enough for 500 more troopers. The money could support an "elite tactical team" and bolster everything from crash investigations to cold-case murder probes, Trent said.

Currently, camera-equipped vans nab speeders in construction zones, but state law does not allow speed cameras on interstates, Trent said.

In Arizona, 50 speed cameras will be deployed on highways by September with another 50 by January at a cost of about $20 million. The state hopes to raise $90 million a year by imposing $165 fines on vehicles going 10 mph over the speed limit or faster.

Asked what speeds Illinois motorists would have to hit before they would get nailed with a camera violation, Guerrero said, "It would have to be egregious -- 80 or 85 mph. We don't know yet."

I don’t have a huge problem with this as a law enforcement tactic (even though I stand to lose lots of money), but what I object to is that this isn’t being used directly to catch speeders so much as to raise revenue.

I guess if you obey the speed limit (like everyone but me should) you won’t be contributing to this fundraiser, but I think the purpose of the fines should be to discourage bad behavior not raise cash. I’ve never been one of those that assumed traffic tickets were mainly issued to raise money, but I’m starting to rethink that position.

Get Your Kicks…Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

On my lunch break today, I was driving home listening to my satellite radio when the interesting but unconvincing Depeche Mode version of Route 66 came on. Listening to the song, I wondered if Route 66 held some sort of facisnation for the guys in DM. Nah, what do the British care. But then I thought, hmmmmm, maybe they do and that’s what Paul McCartney was doing traveling by car and stopping in Springfield to pee. Nah, again.



Hours later, I was sent a link to this:

Sir Paul McCartney has hit the road with Nancy Shevell, touring the legendary US Route 66.

The former Beatle, 66, and Nancy, 47 will travel in the classic 1989 Ford Bronco in which they were first spotted kissing.

Their trip takes them from his holiday home in The Hamptons, New York, across country almost 3,000 miles along the most iconic road in the country. They will pass through St Louis, Oklahoma, Amarillo and Albuquerque before ending in Santa Monica, California.

Since leaving last Thursday, they have travelled almost 1,000 miles, and ended up posing for photographs at a service station in Springield, Illinois.

Well, even some of my idle mental musings turn out to be real.

Hat tip to my good bud Jason L. whom I will credit even if the folks at the SJ-R never do.

Like Butter

There should be no expansion of butter objects at the State Fair until existing objects (cow) are made ENTIRELY of butter and not just butter molded onto a chicken wire frame.

I’m still not entirely readjusted from the shock I got sometime in my 20’s when I learned the butter cow was not made of solid butter.

And by the way, if you like butter on your corn-on-the-cob, get one of these things. They make life so much easier.

"I'll See You at the Debates, Bitches"

I've never liked or understood Paris Hilton and have never really gotten why she even is a celebrity. But this video makes me think she may actually have talent as a snarkette supreme.

The irony is that J. Sidney McCain decided that he would try to tie alleged air-headed celebrities like Hilton to Obama. Instead, it seems that it is working the other way around.

And I Didn’t Even Know The Gorillas Were Missing

I find this story funny in the way it’s presented, not in basis. First the headline:

More than 100,000 rare gorillas found in Congo

Actually it’s more like 125,000, but either way I’m not sure that finding that number of anything can allow it to still be considered “rare”. At least not anymore.

The other thing that’s humorous to me, in this day and age, when I can look on the internet at the swing set in my backyard from a satellite photo, is that anyone could not notice 125, 000 gorillas. That’s more gorillas than Springfield has people. Although Rod Blagojevich has successfully overlooked/ignored/not noticed that many Springfieldians. So I guess it is possible.

A Google With A View

Via John at Just two Guys, it appears Google Maps now has the street view feature available for Springfield.

For those who don’t know what that is, it is a feature that lets you view the city as if you were driving down the street. You see actual pictures of houses and buildings and streets and cars and anything else you would see going down the road. You can even turn around to look in any direction. And it covers the whole city.

For example, here is what you see when you navigate to the famous Circle K in which Paul McCartney pissed this past weekend.

You can zoom in or out, turn around, or move on down the road to the exit Paul McCartney took to get the hell back out of Springfield.

Based on what I see of my house and my work place, I’m guessing the pictures were taken late last summer. But that’s just a guess at this point.

It's Paul!

OK, color me convinced. It's all in the belt.

Here's a picture of Paul McCartney presumably not in Springfield:


And here's the one published in the SJ-R:


Look at his belt. Same one. I'm not sure even a dedicated imposter could get that detail right.

I'm also not sure I like the belt though.

HT to Dave Bakke at the SJ-R for the top pic (and the SJ-R article for that matter).

Springfield - No Place For Celebrities

I dunno. If I had hundreds of millions of dollars and was trying to get to St. Louis, I’d probably fly. In my own jet. OVER Springfield.

And if I had hundreds of millions of dollars, I'm not sure I'd even be trying to get to St. Louis. I think we’re being punk’d here.

It’s Too Hot To Seriously Blog, So Let’s Discuss Mr. Eggroll

Sometimes I wonder why certain places have such staying power. Driving on west Jefferson over the weekend, I found myself curious as why Mr. Eggroll is still around. I’m not commenting on their food (I haven’t been in there in over 10 years), it just seems like it’s been around a loooong time for a business that sees stores come and go so routinely. ANd I relly don'r know anyone who goes there.

In the past when I have purchased food at Mr. Eggroll, it hasn’t been particularly remarkable, just standard Chinese fare as we know it here. IIRC, it’s been at its current location at least 25 years. The only thing that even draws my attention to it driving by is it’s looking just a little run down and could use a makeover. But they must be doing something right

That’s all. Back to sweating.

Same Old Drill

While the debate over expanded offshore drilling continues in Washington, it turns out that individual states have the final say. And guess what; most of them either aren’t interested in drilling off their shores or have little-to-no potential oil to offer.

So I say go ahead and lift the ban. It’s not going to do anything at all for the price of gasoline but it gets the silliness off the political table and will stop the ridiculous demagoguery by the usual (Republican) suspects. In the end, there will be little drilling because there isn’t much to drill for and the local states have minimal interest in the undertaking anyway. The whole issue will die and we can move forward with real solutions to our energy needs.

Stipulated: Wal-Mart Sux

I’m done with Wal-Mart. For good. I've never much liked their stores anyway.


They (top management) really are a complete bunch of assholes. This is just another in a long line of offenses against labor that I won’t tolerate. They are too big and too arrogant (remember this?). They don’t carry anything I can’t get elsewhere, even if it’s 28 cents more.

Friday Beer Blogging: Murphy's Edition

If you're looking for an ever-so-slight change of pace from Guinness, you might want to try Murphy's Irish Stout. I got some as a birthday present this year and find it just about as good as Guinness.

Locally, it seems to only come in 4-packs. I know Party House sells it, not sure about other locations but I would be surprised if Friar Tuck didn't have a stock of it.

Murphy's also has one of those carbonating widgets in the can like Guinness so you get the rich foamy head when poured into a glass.

I will say that I do still prefer Guinness by a hair, but Mrs. TEH, whom I have taught to like the Guinesses and kin of the world, likes Murphy's slightly better. You be the judge.

Have a great weekend! And remember Murphy's Law: ummm, have a Murphy's Irish Stout.