I was reading the comments to the article on Legal Insurrection about Trump administration seeking Supreme Court review of Census Citizenship Question case and going along with my other mind interpreting the comments as you do then I encountered the word "tribe" and was stopped cold. The system for a word like that, some kind of encompassing group, already has double "t" configurations put togehter, detaching and circling around reconnecting forming a circle for the word "team" so I looked up the sign for "tribe." What a loser. I have to look it up. How have I missed it this long?
Ew, man I f'k'n hate it when I open the page and they fingerspell the word instead of showing the sign. I'm all, thank you very much for showing me how "tribe" looks when fingerspelled. I click off disgusted with them before they finish spelling it. That happens a lot. Because the signs I look for don't exist. Or else I'd most likely already know them. Why did they even offer? Why did it show in results? Why did they make a page for it? It's a sign dictionary, not a how-to-spell dictionary.
Second dictionary same thing.
I kept looking and found something new.
Care to see the most adorable thing ever? It's a new sign proposed by native Americans a few years ago. This is more interesting than the legal discussion about "all persons" being counted on the census. Coincidentally, a Constitutional matter written specifically for native Americans. There are two suggestions for new signs on the page.
Aw, bless.
I love seeing cute little kids showing signs. Obviously both are referring to face paint. The first shape, a flat "F" at the cheek is already assigned for "cat." But the second one, a "V" shaped smudged backwards on the cheek is available. Therefore I'll use it for now on, boom, just like that, instantly internalized. Because it's so perfect.
Monday, January 28, 2019
Sunday, January 27, 2019
How to make $100 K a year, if you wanted to
Microgreens.
John Kohler kills me. He's a force of nature. And his tautology takes an hour for something that can be expressed in five minutes with more redundancy than Egyptian hieroglyphs across videos and within videos.
Perhaps run on double speed would be better for internet viewing.
But he does explain everything. Everything. My first paper in college for a class about writing papers for college was similar to this video. I was pleased with an A on the paper, the final actually, to write our first college essay paper, and the professor wrote, "Good but a bit long."
And I sold five copies of my paper to fellow students.
It was about how to grow pot hydroponically. Way before all that became an industry. Years before companies offered hydroponic setups, developed new lighting and new micronutrients. Way before dedicated pot heads took all that to another whole level. Several levels actually beyond what I wrote.
The professor said we could write about anything, to choose something that we want to learn about. And that was the only thing outside of college that I did want to learn about back then at that time. But I checked with her anyway. When I asked the professor for permission to write about that she said, "Sure. Don't let the fact that my husband is a cop interfere with your thinking."
Okay. I won't.
I wrote about the plant, about it being a sexed plant, about horny female plants, about the stressing the plants, about seeds, soil, nutrients, altitudes and arid climates of original stocks, the history of the plants, about light, about the nature of light, theories of light, artificial lights, before LEDs were invented, about photosynthesis, and containers watering, and nutrients and hydroponics. Apparently I went way overboard. The paper was nearly a book, a very thick pamphlet, just short of fifty pages. And now the subject has advanced light years beyond the material available to me back then. Now, true maniacs have taken over and do this legally inside rows of warehouses that stink up entire neighborhoods.
John is like that. You have to be interested to bear with him. He details every aspect of Larry's setup for microgreens. Comments to his videos say, "You talk too much." Still, it's his nature and he doesn't change anything. He has over 1,000 videos on YouTube. I think he makes a video everyday.
Then after all that, viewers are offered the chance to set themselves up with everything needed to begin their own business for $1,200 when you've just had explained how to do all that in tremendous detail.
I'm not interested in starting a business. I just want to grow microgreens here for my own consumption. Another little hobby perhaps. One tray. Not 100 trays. Just a little thing for myself, not a business.
And in this video I see for the first time near the end when John interviews Larry that John is actually emotional. It's sweet when Larry says the thing that John has devoted his life to for the reasons John holds himself and his eyes turn red and glisten. What Larry said got him. This is their religion.
I think this video is interesting just to see the catechism of their shared religion.
John Kohler kills me. He's a force of nature. And his tautology takes an hour for something that can be expressed in five minutes with more redundancy than Egyptian hieroglyphs across videos and within videos.
Perhaps run on double speed would be better for internet viewing.
But he does explain everything. Everything. My first paper in college for a class about writing papers for college was similar to this video. I was pleased with an A on the paper, the final actually, to write our first college essay paper, and the professor wrote, "Good but a bit long."
And I sold five copies of my paper to fellow students.
It was about how to grow pot hydroponically. Way before all that became an industry. Years before companies offered hydroponic setups, developed new lighting and new micronutrients. Way before dedicated pot heads took all that to another whole level. Several levels actually beyond what I wrote.
The professor said we could write about anything, to choose something that we want to learn about. And that was the only thing outside of college that I did want to learn about back then at that time. But I checked with her anyway. When I asked the professor for permission to write about that she said, "Sure. Don't let the fact that my husband is a cop interfere with your thinking."
Okay. I won't.
I wrote about the plant, about it being a sexed plant, about horny female plants, about the stressing the plants, about seeds, soil, nutrients, altitudes and arid climates of original stocks, the history of the plants, about light, about the nature of light, theories of light, artificial lights, before LEDs were invented, about photosynthesis, and containers watering, and nutrients and hydroponics. Apparently I went way overboard. The paper was nearly a book, a very thick pamphlet, just short of fifty pages. And now the subject has advanced light years beyond the material available to me back then. Now, true maniacs have taken over and do this legally inside rows of warehouses that stink up entire neighborhoods.
John is like that. You have to be interested to bear with him. He details every aspect of Larry's setup for microgreens. Comments to his videos say, "You talk too much." Still, it's his nature and he doesn't change anything. He has over 1,000 videos on YouTube. I think he makes a video everyday.
Then after all that, viewers are offered the chance to set themselves up with everything needed to begin their own business for $1,200 when you've just had explained how to do all that in tremendous detail.
I'm not interested in starting a business. I just want to grow microgreens here for my own consumption. Another little hobby perhaps. One tray. Not 100 trays. Just a little thing for myself, not a business.
And in this video I see for the first time near the end when John interviews Larry that John is actually emotional. It's sweet when Larry says the thing that John has devoted his life to for the reasons John holds himself and his eyes turn red and glisten. What Larry said got him. This is their religion.
I think this video is interesting just to see the catechism of their shared religion.
I need your help
I was going to lead this post with some "factoid" I picked up on YouTube claiming there are more people alive today than have ever died. Upon further examination (googling), however, that interesting soundbite appears to be factually inconclusive. Link
So, never mind that right now.
I’m writing to you because I hope you can help me with something. I’m trying to raise enough money to One, get my drivers license back*, and Two, purchase a used mini-van so I can take co-workers back and forth to work**. This may eventually help me leave warehouse work, which is getting harder and harder for me to do***. I believe I may be able to do Uber later on, after the tracking device is taken off the vehicle****.
I’ve asked family members for help, but that’s going as well as it could be expected. My mother in Florida sent me a little money but she’s on a fixed income. I’m lucky she was able to help me at all. I've asked two of my three sisters and they are helping as much as they can. I'm reluctant to ask my brother and littlest sister.
I would really appreciate your help. If you can help, please use the PayPal Donate link to the right.
Thanks. Yours trully, Lem.
* Post 2nd DUI costs in NJ are exorbitant.
** I have about 6 co-workers living near me using mass transit like myself. it take us over an hour for a 20 min ride because we have take two buses.
*** I almost broke my leg when I took a false step into the gap between a truck and the gate. I assumed there was a ramp when there wasn't. I was lucky I was able to recover in time to only get away with a painful scrape to my shin.
**** It might look strange to a fare, to see me blowing a tube connected to a sobriety tracking device.
So, never mind that right now.
I’m writing to you because I hope you can help me with something. I’m trying to raise enough money to One, get my drivers license back*, and Two, purchase a used mini-van so I can take co-workers back and forth to work**. This may eventually help me leave warehouse work, which is getting harder and harder for me to do***. I believe I may be able to do Uber later on, after the tracking device is taken off the vehicle****.
I’ve asked family members for help, but that’s going as well as it could be expected. My mother in Florida sent me a little money but she’s on a fixed income. I’m lucky she was able to help me at all. I've asked two of my three sisters and they are helping as much as they can. I'm reluctant to ask my brother and littlest sister.
I would really appreciate your help. If you can help, please use the PayPal Donate link to the right.
Thanks. Yours trully, Lem.
* Post 2nd DUI costs in NJ are exorbitant.
** I have about 6 co-workers living near me using mass transit like myself. it take us over an hour for a 20 min ride because we have take two buses.
*** I almost broke my leg when I took a false step into the gap between a truck and the gate. I assumed there was a ramp when there wasn't. I was lucky I was able to recover in time to only get away with a painful scrape to my shin.
**** It might look strange to a fare, to see me blowing a tube connected to a sobriety tracking device.
Newfoundland parent records his boy talking to Google
Google, how should I hold the cell phone when recording video for YouTube, portrait or landscape?
Hummingbird tries to suck the brains out of a young hunter through his hat
And fails.
I thought it was a MAGA hat, but it's actually orange. And when the boy turns his hat reads "Colorado" on the front. So the hummingbird is not necessarily a Never-Trumper.
But it could be. You never know. And those little birds are proper bastards.
I thought it was a MAGA hat, but it's actually orange. And when the boy turns his hat reads "Colorado" on the front. So the hummingbird is not necessarily a Never-Trumper.
But it could be. You never know. And those little birds are proper bastards.
Michael Jackson voice twin
These talent shows like America's Got Talent, Britain's Got Talent, Blind Auditions and the like, have a lot of imitators in other countries. I do not know the name of this talent, nor the name of show nor even the country but he sure has blown away the audience and the judges. So it appears.
Yes, it's a show and it's scripted, and yes it's acknowledged that Jackson wasn't that great of a singer, and yes, he was an obvious kiddie fiddler, but there is no denying he was also an international star, a superstar in fact, and he was loved by a lot of people worldwide if not by you. This video has over twenty million views and it's just a guy who is not Michael Jackson yet when he sang he brought people to tears.
I take it from YouTube comments that he did poorly on his second audition. His choice of trainer drawn from this show had him get off the Michael Jackson thing and sing something else.
Like him or not, can you try not to be a jaded cynical old fart and just appreciate it for what it is? An American talent was loved. Globally. And people, maybe not you, still hold his memory dear in their hearts.
Yes, it's a show and it's scripted, and yes it's acknowledged that Jackson wasn't that great of a singer, and yes, he was an obvious kiddie fiddler, but there is no denying he was also an international star, a superstar in fact, and he was loved by a lot of people worldwide if not by you. This video has over twenty million views and it's just a guy who is not Michael Jackson yet when he sang he brought people to tears.
I take it from YouTube comments that he did poorly on his second audition. His choice of trainer drawn from this show had him get off the Michael Jackson thing and sing something else.
Like him or not, can you try not to be a jaded cynical old fart and just appreciate it for what it is? An American talent was loved. Globally. And people, maybe not you, still hold his memory dear in their hearts.
If you would like to compare.
Saturday, January 26, 2019
Cleopatra
Liz Taylor. 2007 interview.
There I was in my parent's den where the t.v. was on, innocently watching a film called The Sandpiper. Not my sort of thing at the time. The scene looked like a beach house in Malibu. The camera angle is from a man's height, as if from a man's eyeballs. It goes up the wooden stairs from the beach, enters the house through a back door, turns to go into a room where Elizabeth Taylor is sitting on the floor looking up at us and we're looking down at her. She seems to be wearing a man's sweater and no bra and she fills out the sweater exquisitely and our view is directly into herbossom, busom, boobs, and the most beautiful face in the world, and I sat there stunned.
Truly stunned. So, this is why she's so famous. I finally understood Elizabeth Taylor.
There I was in my parent's den where the t.v. was on, innocently watching a film called The Sandpiper. Not my sort of thing at the time. The scene looked like a beach house in Malibu. The camera angle is from a man's height, as if from a man's eyeballs. It goes up the wooden stairs from the beach, enters the house through a back door, turns to go into a room where Elizabeth Taylor is sitting on the floor looking up at us and we're looking down at her. She seems to be wearing a man's sweater and no bra and she fills out the sweater exquisitely and our view is directly into her
Truly stunned. So, this is why she's so famous. I finally understood Elizabeth Taylor.
Wake me up
When it's all over.
When I'm wiser and I'm older.
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost.
I just now watched a million translations of this song. Possibly five translations. And they're terrible. This one's the worst. They only partially approximate the song. Don't watch it. Although, if you do watch it then you'll get some ideas on how to express some things like "life passed me by" and "I don't care" to substitute for "that's fine by me."
The one with four schools signing the song is possibly worse. There is just no way to get that many kids to do the precise thing all at once. They all stray too far afield such that without the music you wouldn't recognize the song.
This attractive woman has well-formed signs but she's like my Belgian sheepdogs that do two or three things where one thing is called for. She overly defines the poetry so misses the meter, ignores the beat, and abandons the melody. She is sign-loquacious where the song is pithy. Still, if you care to see how to be overly precise and see multiple ways to say the same thing then it makes a very good study.
Let me say a few things about clarity.
"Understand" and "dream" are similar in that they both occur at the forehead. "Understand" is a ping with the index finger upward at the forehead. And "dream" is a "d" hand configuration with its index finger stem dreamily inching away from the forehead. I notice signers do "understand" as if there is no connection with the head. And "dream" is sometimes a whole world blooming in front of the forehead. I also notice people using "see" for "understand."
"Old" is like a King Tut beard pulled down from the chin. So then, "older" has an "R" added to "old" in the SEE that was popular when I leaned it and it's a rising upward "thumb up" in regular sign. So the, "old" (pulling down) + "thumb up" (rising up) for "older." I notice the interpreters throw the thumb over their shoulder instead of upward and that motion indicates something in the past.
Same thing with "wiser." It's a "q" hand configuration cranked a quarter turn like a gear at the forehead, with "r" or with "thumb up" added onto it for "wiser. But instead of thumb up, I'm noticing interpreters throwing their thumb back over their shoulder.
"Travel" or "journey" is two bent legs circumnavigating a flat area in front of the torso. Not two eyes seeing an area.
"Wake up" or "wake me up" is both index fingers at your eyes going ping. Not your ears going ping, and not your cheeks nor your neck.
"It's all over" is the sign for "finish" The sign is both hands held in front of the torso both flipped at the same time. It's showing "everything that I have is dumped." Compare that with "die." One of my favorite signs. In each of these videos I see "finish" executed various ways. "Lost" is similar. The sign starts with the fingers of both hands brought together upward as if holding peas or marbles in the fingertips to display them then flipping both hand downward, fingers apart and dumping them. Whatever you had is gone. Whereas, "lost a game" is two legs of a person falling onto the palm of the opposite hand. The girl in the video below makes "lost" look like "large" or like "growing" not "dropping."
But this sense of being lost is conveyed by "search" or "looking for something." And that is shown by a "C" hand configuration circling in front of the face, and really lost and really searching is double that with two "C" hand configurations alternating in front of the face with an inquiring facial expression, with head moving looking around behind the obfuscating rotating "Cs".
This girl is the best of the other million videos. I meant to say five videos. Despite a few idiosyncraticly formed signs. We're praying for her recovery from severe cyanosis.
Blue lipstick.
Subject change right here.
About 35 years ago I was staying overnight at a house in Breckenridge with a bunch of other people to ski the next day, when Annie Lennox came on the television that night. Her video showed her dressed as a man, then made up with a black wig, then made up with a blond wig, then made up with startlingly short hair and bright orange eye shadow, and shocking as that was it forced me acknowledge bright blue eye shadow is equally ridiculous, while blue is conventional and orange is not. And both rather clownish. It made a lasting impression. Come on. The idea is to have it appear as if you're not wearing any makeup; that all that unblemished purity is natural. Lies!
Unless you're a girl, of course, then it's all just for fun. I think the original bright red lipstick was to make the labium superius oris and inferius oris imitate the swollen aroused state of labia majus and minora. But what do I know of sexualized exaggerated bright red lips?
The girl with bright blue lips does a fine imitation of instruments suggesting guitar, keyboards and drums instead of lamely signing "music" in those passages like everyone else does and that takes a bit of guts and imagination. She does very well throughout.
When I'm wiser and I'm older.
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost.
I just now watched a million translations of this song. Possibly five translations. And they're terrible. This one's the worst. They only partially approximate the song. Don't watch it. Although, if you do watch it then you'll get some ideas on how to express some things like "life passed me by" and "I don't care" to substitute for "that's fine by me."
The one with four schools signing the song is possibly worse. There is just no way to get that many kids to do the precise thing all at once. They all stray too far afield such that without the music you wouldn't recognize the song.
This attractive woman has well-formed signs but she's like my Belgian sheepdogs that do two or three things where one thing is called for. She overly defines the poetry so misses the meter, ignores the beat, and abandons the melody. She is sign-loquacious where the song is pithy. Still, if you care to see how to be overly precise and see multiple ways to say the same thing then it makes a very good study.
Let me say a few things about clarity.
"Understand" and "dream" are similar in that they both occur at the forehead. "Understand" is a ping with the index finger upward at the forehead. And "dream" is a "d" hand configuration with its index finger stem dreamily inching away from the forehead. I notice signers do "understand" as if there is no connection with the head. And "dream" is sometimes a whole world blooming in front of the forehead. I also notice people using "see" for "understand."
"Old" is like a King Tut beard pulled down from the chin. So then, "older" has an "R" added to "old" in the SEE that was popular when I leaned it and it's a rising upward "thumb up" in regular sign. So the, "old" (pulling down) + "thumb up" (rising up) for "older." I notice the interpreters throw the thumb over their shoulder instead of upward and that motion indicates something in the past.
Same thing with "wiser." It's a "q" hand configuration cranked a quarter turn like a gear at the forehead, with "r" or with "thumb up" added onto it for "wiser. But instead of thumb up, I'm noticing interpreters throwing their thumb back over their shoulder.
"Travel" or "journey" is two bent legs circumnavigating a flat area in front of the torso. Not two eyes seeing an area.
"Wake up" or "wake me up" is both index fingers at your eyes going ping. Not your ears going ping, and not your cheeks nor your neck.
"It's all over" is the sign for "finish" The sign is both hands held in front of the torso both flipped at the same time. It's showing "everything that I have is dumped." Compare that with "die." One of my favorite signs. In each of these videos I see "finish" executed various ways. "Lost" is similar. The sign starts with the fingers of both hands brought together upward as if holding peas or marbles in the fingertips to display them then flipping both hand downward, fingers apart and dumping them. Whatever you had is gone. Whereas, "lost a game" is two legs of a person falling onto the palm of the opposite hand. The girl in the video below makes "lost" look like "large" or like "growing" not "dropping."
But this sense of being lost is conveyed by "search" or "looking for something." And that is shown by a "C" hand configuration circling in front of the face, and really lost and really searching is double that with two "C" hand configurations alternating in front of the face with an inquiring facial expression, with head moving looking around behind the obfuscating rotating "Cs".
This girl is the best of the other million videos. I meant to say five videos. Despite a few idiosyncraticly formed signs. We're praying for her recovery from severe cyanosis.
Blue lipstick.
Subject change right here.
About 35 years ago I was staying overnight at a house in Breckenridge with a bunch of other people to ski the next day, when Annie Lennox came on the television that night. Her video showed her dressed as a man, then made up with a black wig, then made up with a blond wig, then made up with startlingly short hair and bright orange eye shadow, and shocking as that was it forced me acknowledge bright blue eye shadow is equally ridiculous, while blue is conventional and orange is not. And both rather clownish. It made a lasting impression. Come on. The idea is to have it appear as if you're not wearing any makeup; that all that unblemished purity is natural. Lies!
Unless you're a girl, of course, then it's all just for fun. I think the original bright red lipstick was to make the labium superius oris and inferius oris imitate the swollen aroused state of labia majus and minora. But what do I know of sexualized exaggerated bright red lips?
The girl with bright blue lips does a fine imitation of instruments suggesting guitar, keyboards and drums instead of lamely signing "music" in those passages like everyone else does and that takes a bit of guts and imagination. She does very well throughout.
Friday, January 25, 2019
Today President Trump delivered a speech that allowed the government to be reopened.
Here is his speech if you care to hear it. It's mostly about border security.
Within four hours Democrats in the House passed a bill that reopened the closed portion of government.
Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer, the most awesome political team since Mark Anthony and the seventh Cleopatra, delivered a joint speech in which they express their hope that President Trump learned his lesson. Here is their speech if you care to watch it.
I do not pretend to understand President Trump nor his particular vision of statecraft and brinkmanship, but I think he is positioning himself as a man who cares for Americans more so than Democrat leadership who would be just as satisfied with government shut down and the lives of government workers disrupted, and wide open borders with no checks on illegal immigration.
But I really don't know.
Within four hours Democrats in the House passed a bill that reopened the closed portion of government.
Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer, the most awesome political team since Mark Anthony and the seventh Cleopatra, delivered a joint speech in which they express their hope that President Trump learned his lesson. Here is their speech if you care to watch it.
I do not pretend to understand President Trump nor his particular vision of statecraft and brinkmanship, but I think he is positioning himself as a man who cares for Americans more so than Democrat leadership who would be just as satisfied with government shut down and the lives of government workers disrupted, and wide open borders with no checks on illegal immigration.
But I really don't know.
I wish people would read or listen to my words on the Border Wall. This was in no way a concession. It was taking care of millions of people who were getting badly hurt by the Shutdown with the understanding that in 21 days, if no deal is done, it’s off to the races!— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) January 26, 2019
I do know President Trump trusts Pelosi and Schumer to do the most malevolent things politically possible and reliably so. They are predictable. He did tell the story about not trusting the snake repeatedly throughout his campaign. So he's allowing government workers to be paid temporarily, allowing the contrast between himself and Democrat leadership to display, then within one month back to the same border issues again. And nobody trusts Pelosi or Schumer to learn anything. They're both old dogs with limited old dog tricks. And they're both dealing with someone new to their experience not limited to typical Republican imagination. Democrats are all spit and venom, hellfire and ruthless revenge confronted with Trumpian chaos. While speaking unscripted, Pelosi shows indications of dementia and Schumer is broken down and busted, while at his age, President Trump appears top of his game.
Fake @ss news for stupid people
Like every person I know IRL. They eat this up like processed homogenized pasteurized Gerber pap spoon fed to them, then spit it all out onto their bibs as general received wisdom. Without ever questioning how CNN happened to be there in advance, nor if they would find this acceptable were it not their own Party doing it. The only way they'd acknowledge Gestapo behavior is if it were done to them and then have it explained by their Party's media branch, or perhaps read it on some random bumpersticker.
No matter how one paints it @cnn had special treatment to get access to the raid - as a volunteer member of law enforcement in VA, media, even if "tipped off" would not be allowed to be anywhere near the execution of a raid - this was a dramatic set up allowed by the @FBI https://t.co/BLjxWyiT0S— Tony Shaffer (@T_S_P_O_O_K_Y) January 25, 2019
Thursday, January 24, 2019
WKRLEM: Even though we ain't got money>>>>
I just got the Echo Dot for the house. Two of them in fact. It is part of the "Alexa" series by Amazon where all of your thoughts are collected by Big Brother. But it plays tunes and I hooked it up to my Ipad for when I want to watch Hulu at the Kitchen Table.
All you have to do is say "Alexa play so and so." Then it plays a selection of that person or groups hits. Now I am an old bastard so I call out a lot of old shit. Sinatra. Louie Prima. Anita O'Day. Julie London. So I had to come up with some new stuff because the wife is complaining. But while I am cooking I call out my old faves. I don't want to listen to rock and roll so I often pick weird shit.
Ann Murray is a fave.
Plaster Caster
Meet Cynthia Plaster Caster, The Groupie Who Made Molds Out Of Rock Music’s
Most Famous Penises
When it comes to groupies, there’s no doubt that rock bands have some of the craziest. Some collect autographs, some collect t-shirts, some even collect locks of hair and used tissues.
And then, there’s Cynthia Albritton, known now as Cynthia Plaster Caster, who collects a somewhat different kind of keepsake: plaster molds of famous rock and roll penises. Since 1968, Cynthia has cast over 48 famous rock singers’, guitar players’, and managers’ penises.
(hit the link for the rest of the story at All That's Interesting)
Marilyn's Diary
I was always interested in art when I lived with my Aunt Lily and Uncle Herman. Painting. Music. Sculpture. I remember when Uncle Herman let me make a bust of his head. He didn't want to do it but I reminded him of how much he liked to play with my bust and he agreed.
Even Aunt Lily and Grandpa thought it was pretty good. Of course this wasn't the best sculpture I made of Uncle Herman. You see a took a plaster cast of his penis. It took twenty pounds of plaster but it sure was worth it.
It became a hobby for me. I used to go and make plaster casters of the dicks of famous rock musicians that used to hang around with my Aunt Lily. Dennis Wilson. Mick Jagger. Jim Morrison. Jimi Hendricks. Peter Tork. All the greats.
I still have some of them that I didn't sell on Ebay. I would never sell the one of Uncle Herman. Sometimes I sit around looking at it. Sometimes I look around while I am sitting on it. I just love to take it out when I am missing my Uncle Herman.
I love my Uncle Herman.
When the Shepard's feed the Sheep to the Wolves
The saga of the Catholic School boys from Covington has continued with various appearances on The Today Show and other venues. But one thing hasn't changed. The failure of the Catholic Church to protect and defend their students. Their customers if you will.
An excellent post was put on American Thinker a couple of days ago by Monica Showalter
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