Via Fark.

From IOL, New Delhi, two little boys and two little girls were married to four puppies to ward off evil. 

Hmmm.  In the US, marrying your dog would be considered evil.  Heck, marrying a three year old kid would be beyond evil.  So I don't know what the heck to think about this.  True, I don't think they actually consummate the marriage, but the idea is just plain disgusting.

UPDATE:  According to the London Free Press, Kraft has decided to stop making the roadkill candy.  Score one for the PC idiots, zero for people with brains.

Via CNN.

Okay, I can understand being a bit grossed out by roadkill candy.  But isn't there something missing here...like real dead animals?  It may be a bit tasteless (and if you have ever had gummies, I really mean tasteless), but wouldn't it be better to be upset over real dead animals?  Kids aren't going to go out and get points for hitting animals in cars since they are too young to drive yet, and probably never will get that urge (though it was a common, nasty game when I was in high school).

Please folks, lets save the rage for something real and dangerous--not stupid candy fer heaven sakes!

Via Fark.

MSNBC is reporting that bacteria found in a tunnel in the Arctic are still alive after 32000 years.  Now this may not sound like any great thing, as we are talking buggies.  But if some scientist type out there could figure out how these bacteria do it, maybe we could get cryo going, then maybe, just maybe, cryo to the stars?  We have to figure out a way to go.  Sooner, rather than later, I hope.  But someday....

According to TBO.com and the AP, fur trappers in South Carolina are declining in numbers. 

DUH.  The hides of the animals in South Carolina are just not very good; and these days, with the importation of cheap hides from China (which may actually be DOG hides, by the way), there is no money to be made from southern hides.  Northern hides, on the other hand, are much more profitable, especially if the animal was in winter fur.

How do I know this?  My husband was a trapper when he was a kid.  It was one of many ways a ranch kid could make money, and that is what he did (amongst other things).  Like old Marvin Zindler says, it's hell to be poor.  And if your dad is a ranch hand, and you have six siblings, you do what you can to help out.

 

I have been out for about a week, sick as a dog from a stomach virus (actually, it was probably food poisoning; bad breakfast burrito at the only place I can walk to that serves them around here).  It was a long week, but I am doing much better.

Ron got to spend two days in the hotel room, and he saw how crazy it can make a person.  Now he doesn't understand how I have stood it since Feb. 1.  It is very confining, nothing belongs to you, and it just feels wrong.  I would much rather be at home. 

Unfortunately, that may not come soon.  The manager he was to train with in Houston didn't get certified in time, and Ron may have to train for another five weeks up here.  Total yucch.  However, after his experience with the hotel room, I think it is safe to say that we will go back home to be with Jessica and Alyssa every set of days off he has from now on.

I have added another photo album, a subcategory to HIKW's section. The pictures, along with my snarky commentary, can be found here. Enjoy.

First noticed on the Day by Day for February 16, 2005 cartoon linked to at the bottom of this main page.  Verified by Defenselink; an attack submarine named the USS Jimmy Carter will be commissioned on February 19, 2005.

Does it come with rabbits? 

The whole swamp rabbit story (as my late Grandpa from Mississippi would say "Sorry folks, thems ain't swamp rabbits, thems are 'cane cutters', dang yanks.") still cracks me up.  I was a sophomore at the time, was chasing my future husband outrageously, when the whole "attack rabbit" story hit the news.  Sophomoric was definitely the adjective that anybody would use about the MSM coverage of that unfortunate event, and all the snide jokes that have come out of it to this day.

Had to feel sorry for the rabbit, though.  It was just trying not to drown.

But years later, when we got a very aggressive rabbit from a feed store, she got named "Attack Rabbit".  A few days later, we realized her whole problem, when she gave birth.  After that, she was a pretty good old doe, though she did give birth to one we called "Rabies". 

Unlike her mom, Rabies never did grow out of her aggressiveness; she would attack us, attempt to attack rabbits in surrounding cages, kill all of her babies, and try to kill the males put in with her for breeding.  She became freezer meat after she sliced and diced her third litter.