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Meet Caterina Mete!!!


This little Aussie pocket rocket is one of the world famous Wiggly Dancers on the show, "The Wiggles." Always smiling and shaking her short frame, 27-year-old Caterina not only shows off her boundless energy as a highly-trained dancer, but she has an occasional speaking role at the end of the program, often telling us that she hopes we enjoyed the show....

Ye, we did!

America?

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-garage18-2008oct18,0,5661304.story?page=1

need a good laugh?

http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/187260/



In troubling times, brave comedians and writers do thier part.

Take the time to watch the above link. You will not be dissapointed!

It's all over but the whining...

The debates sucked. I'd rather have root canal, Panamanian style.
McCain could have distanced himself and won the populace with a stand against the 'buyout', 'bailout', or just plain BS, but he and Obama are 'on the same page'.

Just terrible. I think it's all over, folks. That's all! People want to call John McCain 'McSame': well, he's alot more like Obama then I would prefer.

And here's a good template: the young lady on the view that is outnumbered 4-1 by those haggard wenches, the one that is a 'Survivor', married to a NFL QB, is more of a threat to them then any other woman out there. She shows class,dignity, she is hot and makes them look like b*tches. Angry,bitter shrills clinging to thier ideology and thier Botox. F em.

FRD2K ( Obama ) is here. Be very afraid. But not 'Beck' afraid, hiding your ammo in your safe. Just, wary. IMHO.

By the way Metallica still sucks donkey dicks. And Bono should be a fag, but I bet he's too lazy to screw women anymore, like Sting. Just grab your lute and ride that MILF!

City to busy to hate.

What a total crock.

I'm in the process of bathroom reading 2 books I got from my late father. One is 'From Sweet Auburn to Peachtree' by a guy named Pomerantz.....And it explains why I have seen such extraordinary stuff lately.

Once this week, I heard a black man exclaim 'I'm a black man before I am an American', which forced my hand. I cannot abide such blatant anti-Americanism. When I responded with 'well, which country would you prefer to live in, if you could?' he actually answered 'France'. This provoked such laughter from me that the guy got visibly upset and asked me 'what's so funny'?

I explained to this guy (who is married to a white woman), that if he thinks the good people of France are going to be any more sympathetic, he was nuts. The outlying suburbs of France are burned it seems every spring, and the reason for it? France colonialized alot of Africa, and now, thier 'chickens have come home to roost', to use a popular phrase. The disenfranchised of France think the same way, and take it out on the property owners and local constabulatory with regularity. Even though France has allowed them to move there, they do not actually become 'French', the are still 'black' or 'arab' or 'African' first. And as such, right or wrong, the old guard of white folks in France do not look to kindly on interracial marriages. In fact, they may be worse or about the same as the old guard from the Antebellum South...

Then this disturbing episode happened...At my regular gig is a raving right wing nut that always begs me to play Toby Keith or other such nonsense, and we generally ignore this guy. But, at the end of the night, when everyone else appeared to be gone, I pulled him aside to play one of my 'New ones', affectionally titled 'I'm like Obama at Nascar'.

This is a CNW comedy number of course, and it was composed at a time when my wife was stressed out and taking it out on me..Here are some lyrics:

Someone isnt feeling right today, and you wont feel right tonight
Maybe those 14 hour days are getting you uptight
Because lately youve been ignoring me with every waking word or thought
You leave me out there in no mans land: like an old dog that cant be taught

CHORUS

IM LIKE OBAMA AT NASCAR, LIKE HELEN KELLER IN A TITTY BAR
LIKE JIMMY SWAGGART AT THE GAY PARADE, LIKE MICHEAL MOORE AT THE NRA
IM PROTESTING BUT NOT SITTING IN
BECAUSE I REALIZE IM NOT QUITE FITTING IN
IM OUT OF TUNE LIKE THIS OLD GUITAR
IM LIKE OBAMA AT NASCAR!

Now, I never play this song live, ever. Because some dumbass might think it's

RACIST!!!

Which is exactly what happened. Even though I waited until everyone split, and was on the side of a building, some uptight bitch heard the chorus of the song, and got right in my face immediately. I could tell she was tipsy, but the words she spat at me were not full of 'forgiveness' or 'hope'. I'll never forget what she said to me that night.

'Just wait. Just you wait until Obama get's elected: AND THEN YOURE GONNE GET YOURS!'


Too busy to 'hate', huh? My ass.

Is this a scam?

Okay, so I post an ad on Craigslist for my rental unit, and here is a response I got back......Does it seem ;fishy; to anyone?


http://atlanta.craigslist.org/apa/862911713.html




"Hello,

Thanks for the details on the Property, i am satisfied and will like to go ahead with the renting process,i will like you to go ahead and please reserve the property for me.
So i will be needing the following informations so that the check for payment of the deposit $2100 can be processed and posted to you soon.

FULL NAME TO BE ON CHECK:.......................
CONTACT ADDRESS WITH YOUR ZIP CODE:.............
PHONE NUMBER :...................................
YOUR NEAREST AIRPORT:..........................

I will also want to notify you that i have in the mean time arrange with an interior decorator who will be handling the purchase of furnitures,entertainment system and other appliances that i will need in the property,they will as well be incharge of moving down my luggages down to the states.
So the check of $7900 will be sent over to you which is a relocation grant by my employer, and all you need to do is deduct the deposit $2100 and you will forward the rest to the Decorators so i can have the place all prepared for my arrival. All applications an d lease will be signed as soon as i arrive.

Also for familiarization I am Patrick Ritches,I am 45 yrs of age,a British citizen,I work with PYPUN ENGINEERING CONSULTANTS LTD), as a Estate Consultant, I am a Christian, reserved in Nature, Non smoker also i don't keep pets.

I look forward to meeting you and hope to have a good relationship as a tenant with you.
I await the details.

you can reach my at this number Phone:"

the HEGI and the HESI

"....Renowned defense lawyer Edward W. Hayes, a self-described night owl, long ago developed two measurements for gauging the ups and downs of Wall Street: the HEGI and the HESI, which stand for High End Girlfriend Index and High End Stripper Index. When the financial sector's business is good, he said, the traders and bankers spend huge sums on high-end girlfriends and in the VIP rooms of Manhattan's pricey strip joints.

Now, said Hayes, who represents many of the woman in the business, he is seeing evidence of the downturn.

"The strippers are getting killed -- it's terrible," he said. "It really started in the last month. What they really need are the guys who go in and spend $500."



http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/09/27/AR2008092702169_pf.html

Where was Palin?

Where was John McCain? Not on Capitol Hill!!! Idiot!


From the NY Slimes:

"After interrupting his presidential campaign to come back to Washington on Thursday morning to try to push forward a $700 billion bailout deal, Mr. McCain remained in his condominium in Arlington, Va., until 12:30 p.m. Saturday, when he emerged and made a one-minute trip in his motorcade to his campaign headquarters around the corner.

Mr. McCain, who arrived home at 4 a.m. Saturday from the presidential debate in Oxford, Miss, could be seen in his car talking on his cell phone. But there was no word from his campaign on who he was talking to, or the extent of his involvement in ongoing negotiations.

By mid-afternoon, Mr. McCain’s closest adviser, Mark Salter, told reporters that Mr. McCain would not go to Capitol Hill on Saturday but would make phone calls to try to push the deal along. “He’s calling members on both sides, talking to people in the administration, helping out as he can,’’ Mr. Salter said.

Asked why Mr. McCain did not go to Capitol Hill after coming back to Washington to help with negotiations, Mr. Salter replied that “he can effectively do what he needs to do by phone.’’

Really? Too bad he didn't know he could do this on Thursday of last week. Almost cancelling the debate was the dumbest,most chickenshit thing to do. It reeks of desperate political stunting. You do not cancel a convention due to a Hurricane ( BTW, where's all those celebutwits having telethons for Houston?)and you dont turn down a chance to mae your case in front of the public, even if Wall Street and the FED screwed up.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. And where's Palin? Why is she in hiding? One interview with Perky?!

Something smells rotten in Denmark.


http://elections.foxnews.com/2008/09/27/analysis-pressure-builds-on-palin-ahead-of-vp-debate/


"The Weekly Standard’s Bill Kristol placed some of the blame on the McCain campaign for sheltering Palin from the media, and in turn placing an inordinate amount of pressure on her to perform well in the few prime-time interviews she’s been given so far.

Historian Douglas Brinkley said that after the first presidential debate Friday ended in what he called a “draw” even more attention will be on the vice presidential candidates’ face-off Thursday.

While Biden needs to “watch his tongue,” Palin needs to show that she’s ready to be president, Brinkley said."

Good vid on the current crisis

Dave Hampton

One of my favorite things to do is research old sports stories. This is because I'm crazy. Here's the story of Dave Hampton:

Dave Hampton grew up in Akron, and he went to college in Wyoming. That life combination can lead to some crazy karma. You might not know that writer extraordinaire Chuck Klosterman, author of the hilarious Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs, grew up in Wyoming and ended in Akron.* It's clear that weird stuff happens when you mix Akron with those Plains states.

*The reason you might not know this is that Klosterman actually grew up in North Dakota, not Wyoming. But, for our purposes, it's really the same thing.

Hampton was drafted by Vince Lombardi and the Green Bay Packers in the ninth round in 1969. About 20 minutes later Lombardi quit the Packers. About three years later, Hampton was traded to Atlanta. And that leads us to our story.

On December 17, 1972, Atlanta was playing the Kansas City Chiefs, last game of the regular season, and there really wasn't anything on the line for either team. Except this: Dave Hampton had 930 yards coming into the game. That meant, of course, that he was 70 yards away from gaining 1,000 yards for the first time in his career. And it meant even more because Hampton had a chance to become the first 1,000-yard rusher in Atlanta Falcons history. This was in those days when NFL teams only played 14 regular season games, so 1,000 yard rushers were still rare birds. Most of the 53,850 who showed up were undoubtedly there, at least in part, to catch a little Dave Hampton history.

And all went pretty well early on. Hampton rushed for 42 yards in the first half, and the Falcons led going into the halftime. It looked like a lock. Hampton got the ball three straight times to start the second half, and ripped off another 22 yards. So he was six yards away.

The Chiefs, though, scored a touchdown to take the lead, and the Falcons kind of went away from Hampton for the rest of the quarter Then on the first play of the fourth quarter, they gave it to Hampton, and he rushed for five yards. One yard away. The next play, they gave him the ball up the middle, and he picked up the precious one yard, he was at exactly 1,000. Cheers! Celebration! They actually stopped the game right there so the crowd could cheer Dave Hampton. They gave him the game ball. I love when they stop games for really obscure achievements, like becoming the first player in Atlanta Falcons history to gain 1,000 yards. Then, you have to understand that in 1972, there had not been that many great sports moments in Atlanta. The day belonged to Dave Hampton.

But, of course, that would not be much of a story. You know what's coming. A little later in the quarter, Atlanta quarterback Bob Berry dropped back to hand off to Hampton and slipped on some ice. He only barely managed to get the ball into Hampton's hands before four Chiefs defenders came crashing in. You bet. It was a loss of 6 yards. And suddenly that game ball didn't feel so great. And because the Chiefs scored late, the Falcons had to throw the ball to try and come back. Hampton got only one more carry, for 1 yard. He finished with 995 yards.

"Right now," he told reporters, "it's the most disappointing thing that has ever happened to me."

OK, that's a real down. And that's a story many people have heard -- maybe you didn't know the name Dave Hampton, but you have probably heard the story of the guy who gained 1,000 yards and was then thrown for a loss. Great story, right? Well, as it turns out, the story HAS NOT EVEN STARTED yet.

In 1973, the Falcons -- led, poetically enough, by a quarterback named Robert Lee -- won seven games in a row in the middle of the season. They were in playoff contention, at last for a little while. Then, remembering they were the Atlanta Falcons, they got blitzed by Buffalo and slaughtered by St. Louis. The Falcons finished off the year playing a dreadful New Orleans team they beat 62-7 in Week 1. And they still had slim playoff hopes then, but really slim -- they needed Washington to lose to an abominable Philadelphia team, and there was really no way that was going to happen (it didn't).

So, in reality, there wasn't much on the line. Except this: Dave Hampton was, again, the team's go-to running back, and he was again close to 1,000 yards. And coach Norm Van Brocklin decided that, no matter what else, the Falcons were going to get Hampton his 1,000 yard season.

Hampton came into the game needing 87 yards. Now, nobody was really paying much attention to Dave Hampton because that was the same day that O.J. Simpson was trying to break Jim Brown's rushing record. Plus it was freaking cold in Atlanta. People don't know this about Atlanta, because it is in the South, but when it gets cold there it feels like Minneapolis at Christmas. When it's 37-degrees in Atlanta, like it was that day, your bones rattle. Fewer than 40,000 people showed up for the game.

The Falcons gave the ball to Hampton. And gave the ball to him. And gave the ball to him some more. The game was close -- Atlanta had a 14-10 lead, and the Falcons were in field goal range ... but Van Brocklin said no, and they went for it on fourth down so they could give the ball to Hampton. They didn't make it. A little later, they were in range again -- still up only four points -- and they went for it again to give the ball to Hampton. They didn't make it. All in all, Hampton carried the ball 27 times on that day, a bunch in the fourth quarter.

And when everything settled, Dave Hampton had ... 997 yards rushing.

"I appreciate the heck out of my offensive line," he said after the game. "I'm very proud of them. But to be honest, I'm not really sure what my feelings are now."

OK, so there. Now you are sure the story is over. Twice this guy got within five yards of 1,000 yards. That's got to be it. Only it isn't. This story is better than Seabiscuit. In 1974, Hampton had all sorts of injuries. It looked like he was more or less finished. But he worked hard hard to come back, as hard as Billy Dee Williams in Brian's Song, and he was ready when the 1975 season began. And even though the team was terrible, Hampton was once again the Falcons workhorse. He plowed and fought for every yard, just like he always had. Then Atlanta went to Green Bay for the last game of the season, freezing cold, meaningless game, and would you believe it? Dave Hampton came in with a shot at 1,000 yards.

Only the game did not set up well. The game was close for a long time, and the Packers kept a slight lead, and so Hampton was not a big part of the offense. Then with two minutes and 53 seconds left and the Packers up by nine, Falcons coach Marion Campbell made the critical call: He decided the Falcons weren't going to win the game anyway. He sent Falcons backup quarterback Pat Sullivan out with a mission. Sullivan came into the huddle and said: "We got one more chance." Everyone looked up and nodded. Hampton was such a popular guy on the team, and he had gotten so close, and dammit, they wanted to get him his 1,000.

Hampton was still 28 yards short, and this was the last drive, so it would take something pretty special. He carried the ball up the middle for four -- he was 24 yards short. Then, he took a handoff to the right and his dear friend Larron Jackson pulled out in front and crushed the Green Bay linebacker. Hampton was free. He broke through, ran, cut, ran, cut, and finally was dragged down. He had picked up 22 yards. He was only two yards short of 1,000.

The Green Bay crowd was into it ... heck, they had to be into something, both teams stunk. They cheered. The Falcons players on the sideline cheered. Fate cheered. The next play, Hampton carried it over the right side for four yards. He had done it. He had become both the first Atlanta Falcons runner to gain 1,000 yards AND the first Atlanta Falcons runner to finish the season with 1,000 yards. And make no mistake, his season was done. The Green Bay crowd gave him a standing ovation as he came off the field -- no way they were leaving Dave Hampton out there for even one more play. Knowing him, the quarterback would have fumbled, and Hampton would have fallen on it, the loss credited to him.

He had done it -- 1,002 yards rushing. Hampton was named the NFL's comeback player of the year in 1975, ostensibly for coming back from injuries, but no doubt it was more. He had come back from being one of the great victims in NFL history. Imagine Bill Buckner hitting the game-winning homer for the Red Sox. Imagine Jackie Smith catching the touchdown that gave the Cowboys a Super Bowl. Imagine blocking Michael Jordan's shot the next time around. Those would probably be more impressive. Still, this was a great story too. Dave Hampton did it. The next year, the Falcons let him go, then he played for the Eagles in Dick Vermeil's first year. Then, he quit football. Why not? He was two yards on the right side of greatness!