Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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Ye Olde Pied Piper
Need I even say anything?
Originally from Are We Lumberjacks? --another coven for radical right-wing nut-jobs (On a side-note, I LOVE HYPHENS!) with a penchant for photo manipulation.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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When the going gets tough, the tough go to Martha's Vineyard.
I think that it is interesting that during a time when the country has hit a 9 trillion dollar deficit, the terms recession and depression are thrown around wholeheartedly and many are losing their jobs, their homes and their lives (Iraq and Afghanistan), our elected leader decides to flaunt his obnoxiousness and vacation in one of the wealthiest areas of our country. You know, you only have four years, and so far you haven't done crap for this nation.
I admit that everyone needs a break, but come on. The guy lives in a house where he is waited on constantly, he has been globetrotting the ENTIRE time he has been in office, and the biggest news story? The freakin' family pet. It is becoming quite obvious that this administration does not have the maturity needed to get things done. The attitude POTUS and his staff take towards the American people and their responsibility to this country is a travesty. I’m just waiting for Queen Michelle to utter “let them eat cake.”
That is the face of...DUH!->
Now that he has released his fellow Muslims from Gitmo, started his march toward Socialism with his “wealth care” plan, it’s time to get that last line of defense (CIA) out of the way so the takeover will go smoother. So the CIA is being accused of improper/illegal interrogation tactics. You would think an administration that thinks it can just “print more money,” would understand that this is America. We improvise, adapt, overcome (Thanks Clint Eastwood-Heartbreak Ridge) to get the job done…for AMERICA! The newly formed White House Interrogation Unit headed by the FBI and overseen by, well, the White House, will make sure that none of the country’s enemies will be subjected to mean, hurtful things that might make them cry. I wonder when the storm troopers will begin kicking in the doors in my neighborhood? There will be more White House controlled groups like, the People's Committee for Unified Religion, Democratic Party (Wait...my bad), Socialist United for Change (actually the same as the previous one) and lets not forget the Go Ahead and Open Your Mouth So We Can Jail or Shoot You (ACLU for short).
Aww shucks, I’m worried over nothing. I’m sure that history will not repeat itself, and the millions of highly educated people in this country won’t fall for shiny trinkets and promises of free money. I guess we should just make sure we are at the mosque for prayers when the spit hits the fan.
And yes, I would like fries with that! (when you have time and aren't on your cell phone complaining about your job)
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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By way of introduction...
Greetings Convoginites!
Well, here I am, ushered into the inner sanctum. Our very own Manteca graciously extended to me the invitation to join this most noble band of sacrosanct milk-monks, and I have been deeply pondering the existential question of what to make my first post about ever since. Should I explore the nature of man? Should I plum the depths of the purpose for our existence? Should I decry the lunacy of our duly elected officials (and by extension the electors there of)?
By the count of many moons I sought the answer to my puzzle; the end to the labyrinthine questions what?why? and when?
Then, as if by some ethereal hand of fate, the goal of my quest was laid before me. At that very moment I knew what I must do. And so, dear brothers, I set before you something so perfect, so outlook-altering, so inherently awesome that it could only be composed of the purest elements of good known to all mankind... Seven words are all that is needed to elucidate the nature of this delirium, seven words I now speak with the utmost reverence...
So I turned forty years old this year. I have to say it was like flipping a switch. I am no longer fat, my body has decided to shed the extra pounds that have burdened me over the past two decades, and yes, I'm shrinking. I am also losing my mind. I know many of you, Claybrook especially, will say I lost it years ago. Seriously, I forget even the small things now. Where I parked my car, what I had for lunch, to breath. I am also easily distracted. The guys this summer picked up on that one quickly. We would be heading out to do a project and they would get me caught up in a discussion of new cell phones or tiny laptops, and boom, three hours had elapsed. If you know me I would then state, "we can hit that tomorrow."
I think the saddest result of the forty year milestone is my inability to retain anything. I am pretty sure that I have wasted the last ten plus years. I don't believe that I know anything that I used to think I knew. Whilst perusing the technical job market online, I realized that I was only qualified to put ends on CAT5 and do fairly menial Microsoft Word documents. I'm pretty sure that my band skills were those of yelling and drawing pictures on paper, that I later yelled at students until they transformed my ridiculous scribble into drill formations. Lately, when I play a bass gig, I don't get a call back for a least six months, and then it's usually, "well, our bass player was abducted by aliens and we thought of you."
Luckily, most things I do last like a week or two. Then I jump onto something else. I'm hoping this mid-life, dare I say crisis (because I had one when I turned 30) will soon run it's course and I will be onto something new and a little more narcissistic. I need to worry about me a little more.hehe!
Friday, August 21, 2009
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So you say it’s our Birthday.
Well, today is another “birthday”-type day for me. It’s my 38th anniversary ! Yes, that’s 38 YEARS and not days our even hours by the standards being set in these times. Ah, this morning I took an imaginary walk back through time to relive some of the ‘ups’ and ‘downs’ I have seen with Mrs. Phy. It’s clear that after all this time I can say I have become more like her than she has of me…and that’s a really good thing.
I agree with the Manteca. I also miss the glory days on this site when we were constantly being mentally, academically, and politically stimulated and challenged through the varied wisdom on display here. It’s really sad to think how long it has been since someone has issued the call to arms with “poop”. Yes, those were the days.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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Another year...
Six years have come and gone and this time we didn't even realize it. Anyone remember when we thought we were actually accomplishing something (even miniscule) that was either entertaining or educating the public? I think we may be reaching the point at which, dare I say, the Convoginators have become obsolete. I know that may strike some of you as an impossibility, but the world may not need our political insight, witty commentaries or just plain silliness, anymore. I for one have noticed that my random youtube post is a sad attempt at reclaiming those days of old when the Convoginators garnered as many as thirty readers a day. I am thankful that a handful of people out there have forgotten to remove us from their feed readers and we still rack up to thirty readers a week.
I wonder if we need to have a telethon to raise awareness of the importance of our site? I knew we should have had a booth at the 2009 Hope Watermelon Festival...did anyone go? I for one am a sad excuse for a Convoginator and a human being. I have not been in touch with Phynerk in at least seven years. I'm pretty sure that most of the members have written me off as "missing in action."
So there it is. The Happy Sixth (Belated) Birthday post for the Convoginators. I do believe we have seen this thing through infancy, into puberty, midlife and now we are nearing the end. Maybe a blog's life is counted in dog years...
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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They really don't care!
It is obvious to pretty much anyone with half a brain that the current democrap members of congress could give a flying flip about what Americans want. They just want us to shut up, do what they say and pay for it. Obama has made it ok for anyone that gets elected to actually believe they are smart.
Arlen Specter also got his at Penn State. I find it funny that he "thinks people who have been angrily disrupting town hall meetings across the nation are "not necessarily representative of America," but should be heard." You know, like those crazy guys that dumped all the tea in the harbor and then started a war with the British. That is true though, I have a job, a family, morals, pay taxes and thank heaven for the Bill of Rights. In this day and age that is nowhere near what is representative of America. I am glad the he feels "they should be heard." At least that way, when the witch trials start he and the other Socialist will have all the dirt on the "angry mobs" they need to start the public imprisonment and killings.
Monday, August 10, 2009
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From Pelosi to Clinton, these ladies are real pieces of work!
I love this video. I love it that Hellary has to deal with the fact that her husband walked into N. Korea and showed her (and Obama)up. Yes, it's true that he did apologize, but does that actually suprise anyone? He has no honor, apologizing to him is just one more lie. I just found out that I am playing a gig in October for Mike Ross and Bill Clinton. I'm thinking of wearing a blue dress...hehehe! Most likely though, Linda Douglas will pass this along to Hellary and I will be killed in my sleep sometime in the next four weeks.
Sunday, August 09, 2009
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Dear Linda Douglas
My name is Jeff Madlock. I strongly support the Bill of Rights. I will use my Freedom of Speech anywhere and everywhere. I believe President Obama is not the right man for the office. As far as healthcare goes, he knows nothing and his "plan" is a fluke. I will vote against him in the next election and work as hard as I can to convince everyone else to do the same.
I would like to save my enemies the trouble. Please put me on your list.
Friday, August 07, 2009
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Dang, why didn't I think of this !!!
'Cloud ship' scheme to deflect the sun's rays is favourite to cut global warming Ships with giant funnels which travel the world's seas creating more clouds to deflect the sun's rays could help cut global warming, say scientists. After the world council of scientists conveaned, Dr. Albert Schmidlap was asked if there were any potential downsides to this technolgy. The following is a short list of the "small" problems that could arise:
The added clouds would possibly spawn category 7 hurricanes.
The number of 'Cloud ships' required to attenuate the sun's heat on the earth would require new oceans to be dug.
The incresed clouds would cause even the most cheerful person to become a gloomy gus.
It would then cause Al Gore to begin an even bigger campain against Global Cooling.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
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Where have I been?
I know it has been a LONG time since I have posted here. I have been embroiled in a small war with the voices in my head, the hunger in my stomach and the people that work with me at the crazy house. There is not a minute that goes by when I say to myself (in that small voice way in the back behind the other voices.hush Sybil) I need to blog about that. I wonder if that is what finally hammers in the final death nail for blogs? The coulda, woulda, shoulda? Anyways, I was just perusing several websites and realized that Phynerk was probably wondering if I fell off the planet or had I been completely out of the loop from all the shenanigans going on in the country lately.
Well, no, I am still reading the newest fiction to grip America. The one entitled "Obama's Presidency." I can't wait until they fix all the programs out there, so we can get this country and the economy back on track. I want to take my 1974 Pacer to the emergency room and get my free Tamiflu. Wait, that isn't right. Is it that I get my new S.N.A.P. (Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program) card once I have a crush on a car that gets a combined gas mileage of 18 mpg or better? No, I remember, I have to have gas. That should work out, I always have gas. I think if I grow corn in my backyard, smoke medicinal marijuana and tell the government on my friends who are part of the "angry mobs" that are attacking these poor senators at town hall meetings, I get to go to that rock concert. The Clash for Junkies. I love the Clash.
Socialism will most likely save America. Well, that's what the liberals are telling me. Then again, it is hard to understand them while they are hugging those trees and their mouths are all full of tofu. I just participated in a conversation lately in which I was lectured (for the 3,000th time) on how parents need to take more responsibility in raising their children. One local school is providing all children with ALL school supplies. That is responsible. Now all the parents will have to do is decide where to buy the carton of Marlboros.
There's ya some ramblings. I couldn't focus in on anything because there is just way to much crap. School starts in two weeks and that means football. . . EVERYTHING WILL BE OK!
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