Chronicles of the Absurd

Chronicles of the Absurd

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With so much stupidity running rampant, I thought what a shame not capture it. Today’s tasty ignoramus is none other then that tireless self promoting Alaskan Wolverine a.k.a. A Hockey Mom with Teeth a.k.a Mrs. Stupidity 21st Century…Sarah Palin.

You would have thought that a smarter person would have said how great of a tragedy this was and how this impacts the lives of so many truck driving, animal killing, truck driving fisherman who drink beer and drive around with sharks in their flatbeds kinda folks…since this is her *ahem* political base. Nope. She wants to now push for more onshore drilling in the Alaskan Wildlife National Refuge since those same oil companies have basically destroyed an ocean and land should be up for grabs cause we can plug a hole on land. Really Sarah? Really?  I would have thought it to be a huge wake up call for us to start looking for alternative fuels sources, but under the influence of stupidity, I could see where her beauty pageant logic works.

Since the pay out from BP is going to run out for the folks in the Gulf Region sooner rather then later, I think people should make a mass exodus to Alaska so that when the stupidity takes over, they too can pay no taxes and receive $1,000 a year from those oil companies just for living in her “maverick” state. Think she will take the extra money and buy waterfront property on Prince William Sound?  Or maybe a house on the gulf?  Don’t betcha.

I know. This was too easy.

Grinds My Gears

Engulfed

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Let me remind you that:

NOAA has daily updates on the size of the spread, projected locations, and a dead marine animal count going.

It looks as if it will be sometime in August before this thing will be plugged…hoping it even if it can be plugged. The vultures of wall street are leaving the bleeding BP as well; clearing the way for the company to declare bankruptcy, while leaving the US holding the bag for the untold economical, social, environmental, etc…etc..disaster that this has, is and will cause in the near and immediate future.

What will be next for BP? BP will just re-organize and come out again to crawl up your leg like a big black oily tick. Also, why should the Brits care? It will be years before the oil gets to them, if at all. It’s reminds me of the Schoolhouse Rock video “No More Kings” only this time our country is complaining and the “Kings of Industry” do not care. Instead of all this “tea bag” nonsense, this country needs to be shouting “oil change!”.

Space Weather Alerts

Filament + Exploding Plasma= CME!!!

A long, dark magnetic filament is looping over the sun’s northeastern limb today.

NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory took the picture just a few hours ago using the highest-resolution cameras ever flown on a mission to study the sun. Plasma trapped inside the filament is dense and cool relative to the seething inferno below. If the filament collapses, as filaments often do, the plasma could hit the surface and explode, producing a Hyder flare or a coronal mass ejection (CME).

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are you a real south philadelphian?

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REAL SOUTH Philadelphians call the Italian Market “Ninth Street,”
Passyunk “The Avenue.” “Moyamensing” only has 3 syllables.(moy-MEN-sing)
Real South Philadelphians love the challenge of a tight parking spot.
Real South Philadelphians do the “South Philly Slide” through stop signs.
Real South Philadelphians eat macaroni on Sunday.
Real South Philadelphians have an aunt who still has plastic slipcovers on her furniture
Real South Philadelphians scrub their stoop every Saturday morning.
Real South Philadelphians play pinochle and drink homemade red
REAL SOUTH Philadelphians call Second Street “Two Street.”
Real South Philadelphia parents call their young children “mommy” or “daddy.”
Real South Philadelphians add the letters “y” or “ie” after every guy’s name:
(Joey, Paulie, Johnie, Mikey, Sammy, Bobby, Markie, Ralphie, Jimmy, Nicky, etc)
Real South Philadelphians know what “wiz wit” means
Real South Philadelphians have a statue of Mary in their front window surrounded by Phillies/Flyers baubble-heads
Real South Philadelphians know the difference between pizza and tomato pie.
Real South Philadelphian waitresses always call ya “Hon”
Real South Philadelphians still call Frank Rizzo “Mayor Rizzo.”
Real South Philadelphians make their own Lemoncello.

Real South Philadelphians don’t mind the music from the Mister Softee truck
Real South Philadelphians call their favorite treat “wooder ice”(churry or strawburry).
Real South Philadelphians think that $2,500 a year for insurance on a 1977 Toyota Corolla is a bargain.
Real South Philadelphians sleep soundly through gunfire and ambulance sirens.
Real South Philadelphians visit New York and are impressed by how clean it is.
Real South Philadelphians call sprinkles on top of your ice cream cone “jimmies”.
Real South Philadelphians vacation at the Jersey shore (pronounced “Downa shoore”) and think its better than going to the Bahamas (there’s more stuff to do, plus you know everybody.)
Real South Philadelphians know that only tourists go to Geno’s, Pat’s and Jim’s : You only go if you’re drunk and it’s 3:00 a.m.

And most importantly:
It Ain’t Sauce Cuz’ it’s Gravy
And real South Philadelphians have always known that

Space Weather Alerts

Space Weather Alert

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A magnetic filament on the sun erupted yesterday, May 24th, and the blast hurled a coronal mass ejection (CME) in the general direction of Earth. NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory recorded the action around the blast site in 10xHDTV resolution:

Shortly after the eruption, the Solar and Heliospheric Observatory (SOHO) spotted a billion-ton CME racing away from the sun. NOAA forecasters say there is a 35% chance of geomagnetic activity on May 27th when the cloud delivers a glancing blow to Earth’s magnetic field. High-latitude sky watchers should be alert for auroras.

WMOM

The B-52’s rocked Charm City

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After I was able to cross Kraftwerk off of my “bucket list” of bands to see, I was happy at the prospect of never going to see another band live again. When my cousin called me and said she wanted to go and see the B-52’s live, I was a little apprehensive at first, but in looking back over my concert going career, they where one of the bands that I always loved (before the Love Shack/Roam invasion) but had never seen live. I thought, “WTF” I’ll go. And I was glad I made that decision.

They rocked it. The crowd was a mix of folks my age with their kids (it was an open show and I should have taken my daughter who is also a fan), my parents age, and a younger college crowd which was nice to see. Also, the hispter factor was at an all time low which was another plus.

They played the obligatory “Love Shack” and “Roam” and of course “Rock Lobster”, but the most impressive aspect of the show was that the play list consisted mostly of songs from their “Wild Planet” album. They played maybe 3 songs off of their new album “Funplex”, but the fact that they went back to the “Wild Planet” to get most of their material was the best.

Keith Strickland is an amazing guitar player, and for each song they played, the roadie supplied him a fresh guitar. Even when during the beginning of “Party Out of Bounds” when guitar handed to him was out of tune, he stopped the song much to the amusement of the other band members and they began again. Its was hard to remember that he was the original drummer for the band before Ricky Wilson’s untimely death in the late 80’s. The spirit of Ricky is still strong in those early guitar rifts that Keith now belts out. I wish they had played some songs off of my favorite album “Whammy”, but that was the last album Ricky and his sister Cindy Wilson worked on before his death. I can imagine that some of those songs still carry a sting to them.

It also was inspiring that Cindy Wilson, who left the band back in the early 90’s to have a career as a housewife and a mother could come back now, with a voice as strong as ever, to rock it just as she had back in the late 70’s. Kate Pierson is an amazing vocalist, and it was the same with her; like she had just stepped out of a time capsule, only a little older and wiser. Fred Schneider was in “Full Frontal Fred” form, with his microphone, Spock/Kirk “Phaser Set to Stun” baseball tee, and cow bell. Fred rapped way before it was the norm, a credit due to him which I think is tragically overlooked.

If you get a chance to see them live this summer, don’t pass it up. It’s like turning down a chance at tasting a vintage wine or wondering how good the soup might have been vs the salad. The B-52’s are a true professional band and they will not disappoint. And another plus-NO AUTO TUNE!

I’ll give you fish. I’ll give you candy. I’ll give you everything I have in my hands…

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