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Hurricane Prep

Well, it looks like I’m the only guy posting at SG this morning. Not for long though: I have to head out to get my hurricane prep. I’m already stocked up on propane for my grill, and minicanisters for my camp stove and lantern, but I need extra D-cell batteries, extra mantles, and perhaps some duct tape in case the winds are as strong as they’re predicting.

The phone just rang. It was my parents, who have been ordered to evacuate New Jersey. They are coming here.

Looks like I’d better hit the liquor store too…

I’m having trouble with words.

This will be an issue in ten days. They expect you to form sentences at college. I can still take pictures, though.

Old pier and new dock, lakefront.

Night moves

Bob Seger:

Morrison swaggered well enough to do justice to the Howlin’ Wolf classic “Back Door Man.” The Doors actually gave credit where it was do, to songwriter Willie Dixon, on the record. (Too often in those days, rock and roll bands simply stole the great blues songs.)

Kids, when I’m not blogging here, not-blogging at my place, making a pain in the ass of myself, or watching cartoon pornography while eating gallons of Cherry Garcia ice cream with my bare hands when I should be looking for a job, I contribute to scrapple news. that’s our latest up there, so please give it a view. We’re the same folks that brought you the lovely, and truly moving, tribute to Philadelphia’s bastion of inclusion and racial tolerance Joey Vento earlier today.

And Susie, I hope you get well soon.

Summer’s almost gone

The Doors:


Or, why I don’t want to move.

An evening, a couple of weeks ago.

It’s time to update Susie’s understandably skeptical post yesterday about Richard Trumka. Sounds like he’s tired of playing patty-cake with President Obama:

Richard Trumka, president of union giant AFL-CIO, delivered a scathing review of President Barack Obama at a press breakfast Thursday morning. He accused him of abandoning Democratic ideals and aligning himself with the conservative tea party.

‘This is a moment that working people and quite frankly history will judge President Obama on his presidency; will he commit all his energy and focus on bold solutions on the job crisis or will he continue to work with the Tea Party to offer cuts to middle class programs like Social Security all the while pretending the deficit is where our economic problems really lie,’ Trumka said, Talking Points Memo’s Brian Beutler reported.

Trumka sits on the president’s Council on Jobs and Competitiveness, which ‘was created to provide non-partisan advice to the president on continuing to strengthen the nation’s economy and ensure the competitiveness of the United States,’ according to its website.

Trumpka told reporters that he had all but given up hope of the panel achieving any results.

‘I don’t know whether the commission’s making a difference or not…it’s a legitimate question whether that commission has done anything worthwhile,’ he said.

He threatened to withdraw the AFL-CIO’s attendance at the upcoming Democratic convention if the party didn’t shape up and offer solutions.

“If they don’t have a jobs program I think we’d better use our money doing other things,” he said.

PSA for Kitty Lovers

My son Sam just went back to his mom’s place for the rest of the summer, after spending two three-week stints down here. It was a successful visit in so many ways: he had an excellent time, he was introduced to New York City, he got to have a mohawk, and he FINALLY learned to love cats, making friends with my two furry friends Henry and Elvis.

I live in a pretty poor area of the city, and one area in which we are plagued is the multitude of feral cats. The task of catching and neutering every fertile female and male on the block is beyond my means (especially the females, which require a week to heal), so instead I keep an eye out for kittens and younger cats that can be (or are already) socialized. I’ve adopted out about three this way.

One of the more adventurous kittens showed up on my back porch during Sam’s visit, an orange tabby mix who’s clearly related to my Elvis, but with much shorter hair. I called my kid to the door. “Hey Sam, new kitty!” As the boy approached the screen I asked him, “What do you think we should call him?”

Sam took one look at the kitty and laughed. “His name is ‘Small-y’,” he said. And so he is.

Over the past two weeks, Smally’s learned to eat out of my hand, sits on my leg, and is getting more and more socialized every day.

And you know what?

Smally needs a home. If you live in Philly, let’s get in touch. I am happy to split the cost of his shots with you (at the Girard Animal Hospital, it’s only like $60.00). he won’t need to be neutered for another few months, and I’ll help with that too.

When it comes to describing the complacency of the Wall Street banksters, their disregard for the millions of people they defrauded and the ease with which they continue to push the right buttons in Washington in order to avoid restitution and prosecution… well, nobody does it better than Matt Taibbi.

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