You may have experienced some difficulties accessing this site (not that there has been a helluva lot going on here) over the past day or so. There was some problems, well beyond my understanding, with the server (a corrupted database?), which Craig located and fixed. For all these many years, Craig has maintained this blog. I would be positively schnitzled without his gracious help, abundant patience and seemingly boundless expertise.

Bonus: To me, the lead singer sounds tad like Don Henley.

via Moonbattery

I am, as many of you know, a hopeless peanut butter addict. I also have been known to sip a bit of vodka. As such, you can imagine my delight in learning that Van Gogh makes vodka that tastes like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

Vodka that tastes like a PB&J? Be still my farookin’ heart!

A while ago, my buddy, Captain Artie told me about Van Gogh PB&J vodka, but, alas, my local liquor emporium did not have it. Artie promised to bring me a bottle on the occasion of his next visit, but my most excellent daughter beat him to the punch. Ten seconds after she gifted me with the bottle, out came two tall shot glasses for an instant tasting. The fragrance is more nutty than fruity, but it all comes together when sipped slammed down.

I keep it in the freezer and do it straight. Yum!

Note: I actually know a few people who claim to have never eaten a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. How farookin’ sad is that?

Undecided? Bullshit!

I often read and hear about those who identify themselves as “undecided” with respect to the candidate they intend to vote for in November. Undecided? To me, that means that such people: (a) have not and are not paying attention; (b) are brain damaged , or (c) seek attention, viewing themselves as somehow above the fray.

I could understand someone being “undecided” if the differences between the candidates were substantively nuanced. Yeah, it used to happen. History tells us that the substantive differences between Richard Nixon and JFK were not that great (It really was an image thing – I was around then).

By contrast, the differences between the two candidates this year could hardly be more palpable. One candidate believes that big government central planning, along with massive spending and high taxes is the way to invigorate the economy, while the other urges smaller government, lower taxes (for everyone), respect for private property and reliance on the free market system as the road to recovery.

For my part, I’ll take Door Number Two, and I could not possibly disagree more with those who choose Door Number One. But, for those who, despite the gargantuan differences between the two candidates, still claim to be “undecided,” I suggest that you stay home on Election Day and let the grownups sort this out.

Remember the Ventures and their hit “Walk Don’t Run?” I know I do, because that was one of the first drum licks I learned. I’ll bet you didn’t know that George Babbitt, the “kid” who played drums on that record, became a Four Star General in the U.S. Air Force. I didn’t know it either. Check out the video in which the General shows up to play.

Great stuff, right there.

Via Stumptown Blogger and a tip from my buddy Brian, the Air Force Vet.

Holy Crap!

Take a look. Much of it is owed to China, our new best friend forever.

Swell.

We must stop the madness.

It didn’t take long. Paul Ryan was nominated and, within hours, the Democrat long knives came out, Chicago style. I won’t link to any of it, as it’s easy enough for you to find on your own. Romney could have chosen Jesus Christ himself, and it wouldn’t have mattered to “The Most Divisive Campaign in American History.”

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Obama can’t win on the economy. He can’t win on foreign policy. He can’t win on any aspect of his administration. All he can do is stir up violence and then promise to heal the country in his second term while winking to all the representatives of the grievance groups. It’s not a new game, but the Democratic Party has never played it quite this baldly in a national election. And if it succeeds, then national politics will have finally been reduced to the level of a Chicago election.

We were expected to believe that the typical Obama voter in 2008 was hoping for a better country, but in 2012 there is no more hope, only hate and fear. The typical Obama voter is not acting as an American, but as a representative of an entitled group looking to secure and expand those entitlements at the expense and the detriment of the country at large.

To vote for Obama after years of grotesque economic mismanagement that has no precedent in history, that exceeds the worst actions of Andrew Jackson or Ulysses S. Grant, is not the instinct of an American, but a selfish greedy looter scrambling to grab a few dinner rolls off the tray while the ship is going down. There is no policy justification for voting for a man with the worst economic and foreign policy record in the country’s history. There is no American justification for voting for him. Only the UnAmerican motivation of carving up a dying country into group fiefdoms privileging identity politics over the common good. …

Read it all.

By now, many of you have probably read about Nancy Pelosi’s telling and re-telling the story about how, when visiting the George Bush White House, she heard the voice and felt the presence of Susan B. Anthony and other women historical figures. No, really.

PRS Operatives managed to obtain a recording of another of Nancy the dingbat’s voices.

Voice: Hey!

Nancy, the dingbat: Susan? Is that you?

Voice: No.

Nancy, the dingbat: Sojourner Truth? Elizabeth Cady Stanton? Lucretia Mott?

Voice: No!

Nancy, the dingbat: Who is speaking to me?

Voice: I’m your ass.

Nancy, the dingbat: My ass? What do you want?

Voice: Kindly remove your head. You’re killing me.

People actually voted for this mental case.

N O T !!!

Behold this vile creature claiming that Republicans really want people to drink contaminated water. This ignorant harpy goes on to say that Republicans are “The E.Coli Club.” What’s worse is that there are muttonheads in the audience lapping this crap up.

Next week it will be “Republicans want senior citizens to eat pet food.”

via Gateway Pundit