Sequestration

Friday next the world as we know it implodes.  Or so we are told by the wonderful wizards of Washington.

We are being advised by our illustrious leaders that all sorts of services, protections, programs are going to end due to sequestration.  (Now there's a word I bet you don't use in your daily conversation.  At least, not until recently.)

Look.  There will be no cuts in the actual spending.  Sequestration will create a 2.4% (or 2.3%, depending on whose figures you believe) cut in budgeted expenditures.  That is to say, a cut in the proposed spending.  How does that require the layoff of hundreds of teachers, military personnel, air traffic controllers, and so on?


Answer:  Someone is not telling the truth.

Home on the High Plains

Denver, February 17

Bunnies are eating brake lines and electrical wiring on cars parked at the airport.

“Hey, Jack, gimme a bite of that brake line.”

“Scram, Peter. Get your own brake line.”

Improved fencing coming soon.

Self Aggrandizement, Show Biz Style

i am an hour and fifty-three minutes into The Grammy Awards Show.  And why is that?  you might ask.

It is a function of a one-room one-TV house and a wife who wants to see the Grammys.

I am opposed to Television "Awards" programs on general principles..  I am opposed to this particular program on so many levels as to make it a violation of the rules of posting for Bob Warr to list them.

Oh, well.  The things we do for love.

Weather Whether We Like it or Not

Headline:  How much snow did Nemo bring?

Enough already.  Nemo is a fictional fish.  I understood the naming of tropical storms, but what is it with the personification of every weather disturbance that occurs anywhere?

NOAA:  Get over yourselves.

Hair Today

10:54 A.M.  We are seated sixth row, center section.  10:58 Pastor walks in side doors, seats himself, front row, right section.  Something about his appearance.  I guess his hair looks exactly as it did last Sunday.  "I wonder if he wears a toupe," I thought.  No more than thought, and the Lord, apparently, prompted preacher to respond, for the gentleman laced the fingers of both hands together, placed them on the back of his head and gave a gentle <tug, tug>.

Football games are played in wind, snow, ice, rain, you name it.  As they should be.  So what is this stopping the game for a power outage?  That's just wrong.