A baby was born and WalMart rejoiced

In a manger, a baby was born and the word spread throughout the world.

God has given the Earth his only son.

The wise men traveled to bring him gifts. The little drummer boy played. All the world rejoiced when Walmart ran their "Black Friday" sales, in celebration.

The people, gathered the day after their great feast, to show the world what Christ means to them.

They pushed their fellow man for a camera. They shoved little children for an Elmo. They, in great recognition of the Messiah, trampled store employees to prove their devotion.

There was no person they wouldn't harm to get a better deal on electronics. They must show their love for the chosen One by storming Circuit City in great hordes.

They gathered their bounty with great pride. Telling of the great department store battles. Bragging how they snatched products from the hands of the elderly. Recalling, with amusement, how they knocked an employee to the ground to be first inside the store.

In their descriptions and tales it was apparent - no American holiday is sacred.

Thanksgiving, the truly American day of feast, is disrupted with mothers and fathers going shopping. At the very least - eating early, to rise earlier on the day after, to pillage the stores.

Christmas worship is begun by fighting fellow men for discounts.

We lament of the "good old days" and how "it used to be". Then we set the example for our children, not even Thanksgiving or Christmas is sacred.

They are just days of greed celebrated by material possessions.

A baby was born in a manger.

If the celebration of his birth is not sacred - what is?

To diet or not to diet that is the question

To diet or not to diet that is the question.

The answer is........... not yet!

I starved myself for three weeks so I could indulge in eating turkey with all it's compliments for Thanksgiving. To most people that may mean a 24 hour period. To me it's the whole four day weekend.

I ate roasted turkey on Thursday. Friday and today I will eat cold Turkey sandwiches. Tomorrow will be the rest of the turkey, on bread, with lots of hot turkey gravy.

It may seem like a lot of turkey to some people to me it's like welcoming home an old friend

So Monday will start my diet. I will hold to it strictly for one reason.

I want to be ready when my old friend visits for Christmas.

Happy Thanksgiving

I am up early to cook a bird. Not just any bird but the ever so delicious turkey. If you are reading this with no idea on how to make a Thanksgiving dinner remember we have recipes for all you favorites on clubhusband.com

We are glad we could help.

I would love to stay here and blog the morning away hopped up on coffee and donuts but I have work to do.

Yes Thanksgiving is the one day of the year I rise and do actual work. I prepare, stuff and roast a turkey. It's a tough job but it has great rewards so I don't mind.

By the way, just for the record, I also make gravy and watch football.

Must be why I fall asleep right after dinner.

Too much hard work!

I am Thankful for;

This Thanksgiving I am thankful for;

My family
My friends
My dogs
My bird
My monkey
NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt Jr
Memories of Dale Earnhardt
My riding lawn mower
Oprah's head is too big for Mount Rushmore
Soap Operas are not on during the night
Patrick White plays for West Virginia
My father taught me to cook
My Mother didn't teach me to cook
Sarah Palin is still governor of Alaska
Brett Favre is proving there is life after 39, even in New York
Bobby Cox still manages the Atlanta Braves
Danny Ainge turned around the Celtics
George Bush is soon leaving the building
Roasted Turkey
Turkey Stuffing
Mashed Potatoes
Apple Pie
Pumpkin Pie provides a diversion for my kids from my apple pie
ClubHusband.com
Cinemax
Coffee
Freezer Pops
Fried Chicken
Soft tacos (can you tell I am hungry?)
Grass doesn't grow in Winter

I never learn!

I was getting a little stir crazy from sitting at my desk. I made the mistake of wandering into the living room. My wife is home and she had Doperah on the television. No, not literally on our set - it has a weight capacity of one ton metric.

This pontificating bag of warm wind was again telling everyone how great she is. She was reading cards people wrote her thanking her for being Oprah the Magnificent.

This woman should be a ride at Disney World - no not because she is larger than Space Mountain but because she loves people to jump on her fat butt and kiss away. Yes I agree this would be a disgusting ride but it would still be less irritating than It's a Small World After All.

Julius Caesar, Alexander the Great and Hitler looked modest compared to the queen of mindless housewives.

She gives narcissists a bad name!

Thanksgiving is tomorrow

Thanksgiving is tomorrow.

I know what a news flash!

I am glad to inform!

I love Thanksgiving for one big reason. I get to make an utter pig of myself and it's acceptable. I get to eat till my belt explodes and people still pass me more potatoes. Does it get any better?

I have been told I have an eating problem. I agree! My problem is - society no longer appreciates what my Mother called a "good eater".

I was raised in an era when we had to "clean" our plates because a Chinese kid was starving. I never really understood the logic but I did understand, if I didn't eat everything I put on my plate, I wasn't allowed to leave the table.

Since I always sat to the right of my father, this sometimes presented a problem. My Dad was a Chef. Not one of these pretend, backyard chefs. Not one of these - I watch the Food Network therefore I am chef -men. My father was a real life, hundreds of employees, feed thousands a day, make 150 gallons of soup, while roasting twenty prime ribs (rib eyes) Chefs. The kind of Chef who wears a two foot hat at work.

This all made for some very good food the one day a year he decided to cook at home. Unfortunately the other 364 days my Mom cooked, my Dad filled my plate. My dad liked to see his family eat.

Imagine our average dinner table in 1967. It's filled with blackened fried potatoes, long before it was fashionable to eat burnt food. A stack of over cooked mackerel cakes (what is really in a mackerel cake?) and a vegetable or two. My dad at the head of the table. My oldest brother, John, by eleven years on the other end of the table. My next oldest brother, Dennis, by nine years, to his right and my Mom to Dennis' right. Remember I always sat to the right of my Father. Next to me was Billy. Billy is older than me by seven years. Joe, my younger brother by two years, sat between Mom and Dennis.

When we were kids, Joe and I were on the small side of average. The other three, John, Dennis and Billy, were slightly larger than the front line of the World Champion Green Bay Packers.

It is obvious to me, now that I look back, my father didn't care I wasn't a giant like my brothers. My Dad would put the same amount of food on my plate as my brothers put on theirs. He never played favorites with food. Lucky for me, the first twenty years of my life I had the metabolism of a humming bird.

Too bad I am now twenty-eight years past that point.

So only once a year I sit at a table and eat till my over filled plate is "clean".

I fill it with roasted turkey. I pile on the mashed potatoes. I find room for heaps of stuffing. I squeeze a vegetable onto the plate. I cover it all in real, not canned, gravy. Then, like shampoo, I repeat.

Do I do this because I am starving? No, even if I don't stuff myself daily any longer, I still get plenty to eat.

I do this because, with my sons surrounding me, it reminds me of 1967.

In this part of my life it is hard to get all my sons to one table at the same time but it is impossible to get my 1967 family here.

My parents have been gone for six years. My five brothers (we added Vince in 1972) and I have spread across America like dandelions in the wind. I last had dinner with Joe at a NASCAR race in 2006,Vince in 2002 right before the funerals of Mom and Dad, Dennis and Billy when they visited in the Spring of 2006.

John and I ate together last year at his house in Massachusetts.

Tomorrow when I sit down, I will be with my sons, TJ, Chris, John and James but forgive me, if for a moment, I wish it was my brothers.

Not John - the mortgage banker, nor Dennis - the wild one, turned father, not Bill - the Chef, not Joe -the computer guru or Vince - with the college degree.

Just my brothers - fighting over the last turkey leg - while Dad fills my plate again, with his version of love and Mom starts to cut the pie.

My Thanksgiving will be a good one, even in these hard times, but one year soon, if the brothers wanted to come for dinner, I would gladly cook another Turkey and maybe a ham or two.

Because I may not say it out loud, but like my Mom and Dad, I would feed them till they hurt and they would understand.

In our family love is expressed though food.

As you can tell from our belt sizes we are a very loving family.

This is especially true on Thanksgiving!

Brooke Burke wins Dancing with the Stars

If you care who won Dancing with the Stars you already know it was Brooke Burke and Derek Hough. Brooke was our favorite although she disappointed us greatly with her final dance. Not that it wasn't good - it was, she was fully clothed and doing a waltz.

I don't tune into this show to see her or Julianne Hough dressed and they both were last night. We like it when they wear their Latin attire or something just as scant and wiggle their hips in time to any song on the planet. It can be Happy Birthday for all we care!

Warren Sapp the terror of the NFL and the Teddy Bear of ABC, finished second. Notice how his partner, Kim Johnson and Brooke Burke had the best shakables of the top three?

Last night Dancing with the Stars mentioned Julianne Hough will no longer be on the show.

That will free up a couple of hours a week for me.

I would guess it is because of her Nashville career, so maybe I will spend my new found time watching CMT.

Brooke Burke's pair should win it all

Brooke Burke and her partner Derek Hough are the favorites to win it all tonight. The Dancing with the Stars duo made a statement when they finished the night with a perfect 30.

Their free style dance started a little slow but when Brooke peeled off her dress things heated up fast.

The other finalists, Warren Sapp and Lance Bass kept it close with their dancing but I am guessing it will be no cigar for them.

Brooke Burke and Derek Hough, brother of two time champion Julianne Hough, have been the class of the field all year with the exception of a rough dance last week.

Warren Sapp and Lance Bass have large fan bases but Brooke has other things things that draw votes and they will earn her the mirrored ball trophy.






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Abby Manning deserves silk

Abby Manning, the blonde and beautiful wife of Eli Manning, the New York Giants quarterback, was recently tricked into attending a Giants practice.

I really don't understand the humor in the prank.
Is getting some one's wife to show up to a cold practice funny?

She shows up all bundled up in a big coat, boots and scarf?

How hilarious!

I think if I was going to trick Abby Manning into doing something - it would involve a string bikini and massage oil.

Sure tricking Mrs. Manning into a hot oil massage isn't funny either but at least it would be worth her husband punching you in the head.

You don't think Eli got upset over the practice prank?

Imagine this; he goes home. Abby Manning now is in a bad mood. All husbands reading this know, bad moods equals flannel pajamas. Now I am not sure what Abby usually wears to bed but I would guess, since they have only been married a few months - it involves a very small quantity of silk.

Look at her and think; silk play time or flannel alone time?

I have never met Abby Manning. Eli Manning is not a favorite player of mine.

Causing her to wear any thing larger than a handkerchief makes me want to punch them in the head just for being stupid.

Three Card Monte - USA wins world championship

The United States government has won the Three Card Monte Championship. Unfortunately the U.S. tax payer lost.

If you are not familiar with the game Three Card Monte, it is similar to the shell game. A player bets on where a certain card is while a deal moves three cards around face down. In other words a dealer takes, let's say, two kings and a queen, shows you the where he places the queen then begins in rapid movements to move all three cards around. You then pick where you think the queen is and if you are right you win.

The U.S. government plays the game with auto executives and bank presidents. They call three auto executives up to capital hill. The U.S. congress grills them for two days. Asking them everything from their pay structure to how much their private jets cost. In return the congress agrees to consider giving them 25 billion dollars in financial help.

The American tax payer becomes enraged. We write blogs and op ed pieces derailing the bailout of Detroit. While we are busy being angry they give Citigroup Bank another 20 billion and guarantee 300 billion of their bad debts. I say "another" because they already received 25 billion from the TARP bailout money.

Detroit was, like the dealer shows the cards, held up for all to see during regular business hours on a week day. Citi was handed the money behind our back, on a Sunday evening, just like the money given to AIG.

It's funny how banks and insurance companies get money on Sunday while Detroit gets turned down for insufficient paper work on a week day.

Round and round the bailout money goes where she stops nobody knows.

I am against bailing out Chrysler, Ford and GM but if we can find over 300 billion in resources to save one bank can't we find a way to save our auto makers?

I think one way to save them would be to tell Citi if they want their money there is one catch. You must finance cars. Any new car bought by any American. We would of course allow them to slide their interest rate depending on credit risk

But not too much!

Say one per cent for great credit to ten per cent for bad credit. There are many who would say this is too low. Remember if you are saying this, essentially Citi would be loaning us OUR OWN MONEY.

If they don't want the deal maybe they have a better offer.

Maybe they and congress could earn it on the streets of New York or Washington.

After all, they are champions.

Monday Morning

There are two kinds of people who read me on Mondays. One group reads me because it makes their weekend seem better to hear about mine. The other group reads me because my trials and tribulations bring a smile to their face.

Whichever group you fall into, I am glad I can help.

Mondays are the worst. Every weekend I promise myself I will rest and start Monday fresh as a mountain stream right before the bear does his business in it. I always break that promise. I end up wearing myself thin watching football, NASCAR and an occasional LPGA event.

Do you know how tiring it is to spend all day on a couch watching grown men and women in short skirts compete? Sure it doesn't sound hard but when you think, I also have to dip my own chips into the salsa, then it becomes clearer.

Then you throw in a pizza for dinner and a lunch of chicken wings and you can see why Mondays find me exhausted.

This weekend was especially difficult.

I had to help Patrick White lead the Mountaineers to victory over Louisville. I was summoned to help Paula Creamer fight back illness to finish third in a million dollar tournament. All from the comfort of my living room!

Then I had to do the unthinkable. Live a weekend without NASCAR!

It had been 10 months since I had to endure such pain. Sure the guys take a weekend off here and there but you still have Nationwide racing. It may not have the excitement of Sprint Cup but it beats mowing the lawn any day of the weekend.

So now you understand why it's noon and I am just getting around to spewing my nonsense onto the World Wide Web.

I am exhausted!

Paul Creamer finishes third LPGA Golf

Paula Creamer, who spent the night in the hospital with a stomach illness, posted a two-over 74 to share third place with Seon Hwa Lee. Creamer could have won the money crown if she had won this title.
"It's peritonitis," Creamer said. "I wasn't out here for the million dollars. The money is just the bonus part of what I do. I was honestly wanting to win tournaments and meet my goals"



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Creamer out of hospital, will play ADT final round

Paula Creamer was cleared by doctors to play the final round of the LPGA Tour's season-ending ADT Championship on Sunday morning, keeping alive her hopes of winning the yearlong money title.
Creamer was admitted to Bethesda Memorial Hospital in Boynton Beach, Fla., on Saturday night, after enduring abdominal pain for three days.
She arrived at Trump International on Sunday about an hour and 15 minutes before her 9:40 a.m. tee time.
"I'll play," Creamer said quietly as she tied her shoes in the parking lot. "Feeling a little better."
She warmed up for more than an hour, something she hadn't been able to do in recent days. Creamer spent about 25 minutes on the putting green, a half-hour on the driving range, then back for a few more minutes on the green. She walked to the first tee in her customary pink final-round outfit — but not a pink ball, a break from her tradition.


The Associated Press: Creamer out of hospital, will play ADT final round

Pat White runs past Louisville

Patrick White the fleet footed quarterback of the West Virginia Mountaineers ran for 200 yards as WVU beat Louisville on Saturday.

White has now rushed for more yards than any other big school quarterback in history.

WVU and I will miss him next year.

Short Note From me...who else would it be?

West Virginia is about to play Louisville in a Big East football match up. This may be an off year for the Mountaineers but this is still the most important game on the schedule for me.

I am a die hard WVU fan living just 100 miles south of Louisville. Right in the middle of Cardinal country. If my beloved team doesn't spank Louisville all over the field today - I will hear about it all year. It won't be as bad as when West Virginia blew a 30 point lead against Louisville in the Elite Eight (basketball) but I still would rather have the bragging rights.

Pat White's career is winding down and it would be fitting for him to have a huge game today. He burst on to the football scene as a freshman when WVU fell behind Louisville big and him and Steve Slaton led them back to an overtime victory. It was the debut of a backfield that has made the Mountaineers feared by defences.

Slaton left as a Junior for the NFL (last week he had 156 yards rushing against the Colts) so it's Pat White who will make his curtain call in Kentucky today.

Do me a favor Pat. Do like you have for almost four years and make me proud to be a WVU fan.

LET'S GO........................................MOUNTAINEERS!!!!!!

Six days till Thanksgiving

Less than a week till Thanksgiving and all I see on the net are diet ads. This is cruel. I do not want to think about dieting while dreaming of mountains of mashed potatoes and piles of pumpkin pie.

This is the one week of the year dieting shouldn't be mentioned.

We should be able to sit down to the Thanksgiving celebration, without thought of our cholesterol or blood pressure, as the pilgrims intended.

If the people in the funny hats and buckled shoes wanted us to be healthy they would of had Lean Cuisine for dinner instead of candied yams.

I want to pull myself to a table, over flowing with calories, and lose my self respect and dignity some where between my second glass of turkey gravy and my third helping of fat injected stuffing.

I intend to eat so much I won't be able to walk. I will sit in my wheeled office chair so the kids can put me back in front of the television without popping the button on my pants.

It is one of the pure American holidays and we should treat it as such.

With over indulgence and total disregard for our well being.

It is what makes us a great Nation.

Am I cheeky?

Today someone said my writing style is cheeky. Is this a polite way of saying I am an ass? What other cheeks could they be referring to?

I wasn't positive what cheeky meant so I looked up the definition on my new favorite site, finditquick.com. It said cheeky means impudent. I don't know what cheeky means and they thought I would know what impudent means?

Real comedians!

So I looked up impudent. Webster's, with the help of finditquick, says, impudent means lack of modesty or  marked by contemptuous or cocky boldness or disregard of others.

Turns out I am cheeky, except for the lack of modesty part. I am actually quite modest. If I wasn't - I wouldn't be as perfect as I am.

NASCAR is over and I might go to church

Now that NASCAR is over, what am I going to use as an excuse to keep from doing chores on Sunday? I could use football but I get bored watching spoiled millionaires whine about life and I doze off during the pregame.

I like college football but they have me covered on Saturdays and because of religious considerations students don't play on Sunday.

I could go to church but that is rougher than the chores. It's not that I am not religious, it's just that I tend to be my kind of religious. I believe we all should worship in our own way. My way doesn't include a suit, tie or eating at Cracker Barrel afterwards.

I don't believe your supreme being or mine cares if I dress up and he surely doesn't require me to go to a special building, I mean church not Cracker Barrel. I have this odd idea, if he is all knowing he can find my house and listen to my prayers.

I also believe if i go to Cracker Barrel or church, I am being complicit in making someone work on the Sabbath. I know that if we all stay home on Sundays, the servers, cooks and managers of Cracker Barrel and the clergy at church, would not be forced by economic conditions to work on Sundays. Their employer would close for lack of business and the employees could honor thy seventh day.

Bingo we have a winner!

It just hit me!

I am going to stand on my religious principles. I will not mow the lawn. I will not grill the steaks. I will not even change the light bulbs.

I will not break the law of the Sabbath by doing chores.

I will, however, wear a suit and  tie if it helps me sell the idea to the wife.

Thursday Thanksgiving in a week

Thanksgiving used to be such a fun holiday.

When I was young, I would watch football all day, get called to dinner, eat till I hurt and watch football. It was a great holiday.

Now I spend the day cooking a turkey. OK so what if I stuff the bird then throw it in the oven, pull it out in 5 hours (kinda like I do with sex) and claim I cooked dinner? It's still looks like work to the kids. All the while watching football.

In the mean time while I am cooking dinner my wife makes mashed potatoes, pies, sweet potatoes, dinner rolls, two or three vegetables, a couple of crudite trays and sets the table.

I then, hopefully at half time, make gravy and carve the turkey.

We all sit down to eat. Fifteen minutes later we go back to watching football while the wife fools around in the kitchen washing the pots, pans and dishes.

Then after the game we let her serve us pie.

Now that I think about it - Thanksgiving still is a great holiday for me.

I think my wife likes it too.

She gets a day off from work and I cook the dinner.

It's a win - win for everyone!

James is Twelve

My youngest son turned twelve today. This shouldn't be allowed. If James is twelve it means I am old . I don't want to be old! I want to be the same age I was when James was born. It was a good age.

The only problem is then James would still be an infant and that would be a loss. It's a decent trade. I am old and the world gets James at twelve.

James is a parent's dream. He is a kid who never gets a drink without asking if his Dad would like one too. He is a self sufficient boy who can cook his own lunch or breakfast and always offers to make his parents something too. He never has to be reminded to go to bed, he just goes.

Then there is school.. James won more academic awards then any other student in his elementary school. Now he is in middle school and he is adjusting. He brought home a report card with only one blemish - a B.

He recently did get in his first trouble. He was reading a novel when he should of been studying! James told the teacher he was reading because he had already studied enough. The teacher almost with delight reported, James got an 80 on the test. She went as far as to leave it on my voice mail. She pontificated that if he would done as he was told he would of scored better. I for the first time was disappointed in James.

The teacher handed back the test two days later. The computer, when grading, had made an error. With the bonus questions included, James scored a 102.

 I am now disappointed in myself. I doubted my son. Even with the evidence of a reported 80 I should of known better. If James says he I was ready for a test I should of known he was right.

I should of known because with his record corrected he has never been in trouble. He has never disappointed his Dad.

He is the reason I can bear growing old.

Him and his brothers.



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Dancing with the Stars....mixed emotions

Dancing with the Stars last night made me happy and it made me sad.

I was happy to see that little goof Cody get kicked to the curb but did we have to lose Julianne too? Couldn't Miss Hough just come on next week and dance for my pleasure? Maybe sing a song?

She is one of the three reasons I watch that show. She is the main reason and Brooke Burke has the other two. Obviously I am not alone in this category as the old cranky judge, Len Goodman, remarked last night, "Brooke is our most polished pair". I don't know who polishes them but I would like to volunteer for the job. I think an old fashioned spit shine would be the way to go.

Next week is the final and I have predicted Warren Sapp will win because of his football fan base. The one thing I forgot is Derek and Julianne being siblings. If her voters go to her brother like she has asked on Good Morning America, Derek and Brooke could win it all.


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They answer almost all my questions!

Even though my writing is a delightful gift to the world it has to be paid for. Don't worry I will not start charging for the words you crave every morning. My keyboard will still hum with the free dumb of the  press. Although I have found a way to make it a little better financially.

I found a new way to monetize our site. Monetize is a word we Internet people like to use because we can pretend we are not working for a living. We are just monetizing our life.

The new way I found to monetize my life, and ClubHusband, may not make me rich. It may not make me a cent more than any other way I have tried. It will make me happier.

Why you ask?

Because they answer questions!

Finditquick.com  is an advertising solution for web masters (another goofy term we use). I have just started with them and even though I have not made enough money to retire yet, at least I have someone at finditquick who answers my questions and believe me I can think up some odd questions.

For many of you who are reading this drivel you are saying, "what's so special about a company you work with answering questions?" For those few of you reading this, who work with affiliate marketing or Adsense, or YPN knows I have found an oddity in the world of Internet advertising.

I think up a question. I ask Elizabeth at finditquick.com. She then sends me an answer. It works just like the rest of the world. No secretive Wizard of Oz - what's behind the curtain - none of your business stuff. No, just do what we say and hope it works crap.

At finditquick.com they have this naive way of thinking people who are using their service should be treated like people.

I know - they are Internet rubes. Yes it's obvious they fell off the turnip truck last night. They will learn. When they get big and full of themselves, they too will ignore me. They too will get tired of the constant emails asking questions about my ads. They too will sit on a mighty perch and gaze down upon us little people of the net and laugh.

Before that happens I recommend highly you sign up with them. When I say sign up, I don't mean a contract. These fresh faced children of the web still think you will stay with them because they do a good job, so they don't require contracts.

If you do take my wise advice let me warn you.

Elizabeth will answer any question you have about your ads, your site, her activities with your account.

But just like the rest, she still won't tell me what she is wearing.


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Can't you people write?

I wasn't the only one who took English in High School.

I saw you!

There was about another 600 who were in and out of the English classes. Why haven't you submitted articles to ClubHusband? Are you too stupid to use email? You can always send us something snail mail style.

There must be at least one person out there who would like to see their words on ClubHusband. Sure we won't pay you but that is besides the point. We have had only one submission this week and if this keeps up you will be stuck with nothing but me to read.

Nobody wants that!

Send an article about anything that you are interested in. Chances are other people will be interested to.

If you can't write, send us pictures.

I hear they are worth a 1000 words.


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Monday and I am fine

I know you are not used to me being in a good mood on Mondays. I won't disappoint but I am fine. It's just that I could be better.

Yesterday the NASCAR race ended in a fitting way but not the way I wanted. Junior parked in the garage and Jimmie Johnson holding the Cup. It was a prefect example of the way the season went. Earnhardt running well for half a race while Johnson struggles then Jimmie coming on in the end while Dale fades.

I know my prediction was right about a Hendrick's driver winning the championship but I was hoping for my driver Dale Jr.

I also enjoyed the two minutes of women's golf I saw yesterday. Paula Creamer, my favorite golfer, didn't win but she looked great losing in a pink curve hugging dress. Again, not bad, but her in that dress, puckering up on the trophy, would have been better.

My West Virginia Mountaineers were idle this weekend but Texas rookie and WVU alum Steve Slaton rushed for 156 yards on 14 carries in a loss to the Colts. Again liked it but if he could of helped upset Peyton it would have been better. Not that I don't like Manning, I just like to see under dogs win except when they play the Mountaineers.

Besides sports there wasn't much going on in my life. Weather got cold and I hate it. My neighbor actually put his snow shovel on the porch.....bad sign!

Maybe this week will be better. My youngest son turns 12 this week. Where did the years ago? Yesterday I was twelve! I was playing shortstop for the Little League Seals. Running track and winning for my Jr. High (Middle School). Still listening to adults because i hadn't figured out yet teachers are just as full of it as everyone else.

I told you I wouldn't disappoint!


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Am I a psychopath?

It's been brought up, I may be a psychopath. I really can't answer, because if I am, I wouldn't know if I am.

Instead of psychopath I like to think of myself as being interesting or  unique. Unique is a Democrat who is against gun control. Unique is a husband who stays home. Unique is a web master who never learned html. Unique is a Dale Earnhardt Jr fan who will talk to Kyle Busch fans.

The last one may make me a psychopath. Why else would I waste my time talking to someone who obviously has no taste when it comes to NASCAR drivers. Before you pass judgement let me explain.

All Kyle Busch fans are not bad. Yes most are but not all. There are a few who are simply misguided. These tend to be people living in the northeast United States. Maybe New Jersey or possibly  New York, not the city but upstate.. They tend to be the same kind of people who work for a web company but don't live in northern California.

Talking to these people still may may make you a psychopath with two exceptions. One they must help you make money. If they increase your financial situation they can be forgiven for thinking Kyle Busch is not as bad as everyone  knows he is.

The second exception is of course known by all ClubHusband men. It has to be a woman. Not just any woman but a woman who is blonde. Therefore her indiscretion in not choosing Dale Earnhardt Jr as her driver is not her fault.

Like being a psychopath, she doesn't even know she is misguided. She actually believes, unlike brunettes, Kyle Busch is not the anti-Christ of NASCAR.  When asked about her choice of drivers she giggles and makes jokes. She references Busch fan sites. Actually believing  there are fans of Kyle besides her.

She thinks Busch Babes is a Kyle Busch fan site. She doesn't realize it is a online community of non Brazilian waxers who meet to talk about braiding and corn rows.

So talking to this type doesn't make  me a psychopath just like talking to the financial improver doesn't.

If you talk to some one who is both of these two types it may make you psychopath.

I really don't know because I may be a psychopath.



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Top Chef First Night in New York

The first episode of Top Chef New York was decent. It appears they have a group of very talented people.

It took about ten minutes before they booted a woman for being unskilled in the ways of peeling, chopping and cooking an apple. We didn't get to really know her but I didn't feel sorry for the "Chef". Her downfall, besides being slow with a knife, was preparing a dish made with apples. She prepared a nice salad. The show furnished a burner and pan for the dish. Lady, this might be a clue they wanted something cooked! It's not called Top Salad Girl.

After they kicked her to the curb, the chefs than drew knives to see what type of New York City cuisine they would be cooking. In other words, if they drew China Town they cooked Chinese, Brighton Beach they cooked Russian, and so on.

Many of the dishes looked pretty good. This says a lot, since I would rather eat Alpo than dine in New York.

The winner was an egotistical chef from Finland. I happen to believe all great Chefs are egotistical so him winning was OK with me.

The losers came down to some woman whose kids like her cooking and a culinary student. The culinary student was shown the door. Again, no great surprise.....he is a STUDENT....not a CHEF!!!!

His weakness was using black noodles in his Chinese dish. he said he had never used them before so he didn't know what they would do when cooked. Hey Einstein, ever think......hey I don't know how to cook black noodles so I should use another ingredient?

With the student and Miss Apple 2008 gone it will not lessen the show. It should make it better.





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The bailout of Wall Street is a lie

Last month we were told, if we didn't give Wall Street 700 billion in bailout money, America's financial house would crumble.

Now we are hearing from Treasury Secretary Paulsen that he wants to spend the money in a different way. Does that mean the house will crumble? You told us you needed it immediately last month. Now we find out you aren't using it in the ways you said you would? If you are changing the way you are going to use the funds, it means they haven't been used yet. If they haven't been used, it means your story about needing it immediately was a lie.

If I go down to my bank and ask for money and get it, they want to know very specifically how I will use it. Why can't the American people expect the same from the banks? It seems every time we want to know how or when or why the money is being spent, we get the old political story, about it being complicated and we rubes couldn't possibly understand.

This has got to come to an end. We must, as a nation, rise up against the money changers and boot them to the street. It is unfortunate that they will lose their jobs. It is unfortunate that they will lose houses and cars and other things. How do we know?

We know it is unfortunate to be without income with wolves at the door because the same money changers have taught us. Does anyone reading this know of a single time that a car loan company or a mortgage holder said "Oh, you made some bad decisions, let us help ease the burden by getting the U.S. government to pay your bills?

It more likely you will hear; can't pay the car loan....we will pick it up. Can't pay the mortgage we will auction the house. You had bad luck? You made a bad decision? It wasn't your fault the economy took a down turn? Too bad, we want our money and we want it now!

You made the rules Wall Street, so lets play by them. You are in trouble....I don't care! I want the 700 billion back and I want it back now! Can't pay? Then sell your companies, pay what you can and we will sue you for the rest.

I believe if we let AIG fail, the second biggest insurer will thrive. I believe if Chrysler closes it's doors, Ford and GM will have record years. It is the way free trade is supposed to work. Survival of the fitest. The law of the jungle.

In the immortal words of Sheriff Teasle in Rambo, " People start f*ck#ng around with the law and all h*ll breaks loose."

Well something is about to break loose. America's foot in Wall Street's butt.

If you want money from me or anyone I vote for, you will specifically tell me what the money will be used for. You will in great detail, tell me when I will be paid back. It will be on a monthly payment plan. I will expect collateral.

I may be a rube, too stupid to understand high finance, but I know how I can tell when Wall Street and it's bed partner - Treasury - is lying.

It's when their lips are moving.

I personally have had enough!

It is time for Wall Street's giants to stand or fall on their own merit.

It is no more than what they have expected from us.



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Moron Mystery Tour Continues..Sarah Palin's Crystal Ball

Sarah Palin is making all other politicians look good. She is dazzling the nation with interviews about her crystal ball and God and Alaska's plan for her while making moose chili.

These are not the actions of a future President - they are the actions of a comet. Brightly lit but full of nothing but hot air.

She talks of "sweet shout outs" and "doors opening" while not knowing continents from countries.

She presents no plans for America - only plans for Sarah Palin.

Sarah Palin is a person guilty of believing her own press.

Sarah you are not Ronald Reagan in high heels.

Mrs. Palin you are not a conservative Hillary Clinton.

You're a political diva whose fifteen minutes were up ten minutes ago.

Please do America a favor and go quietly into the night.



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Government Bailout

AIG, American Express, Chrysler, Ford, GM ..........and all the major banks want bailout money. I just want to know where the line starts. They all need billions....I need thousands. In fact 100,000 dollars would make my bailout real comfortable. I could pay off the cars....helping Chrysler and GM. I could pay off the second mortgage....helping my bank. I could take a vacation using an American Express card and help them out too.

I don't think it's too much to ask. In my mind and I hope yours, we are just as important as the corporations. In fact I think I am better because I am nice to people.

Have you ever been late with a payment to your bank? They get a little rude don't they? Have you ever been late with GMAC or Chrysler Financial? GMAC I have heard can be very rude and I can tell you from personal experience that Chrysler Financial is not only disrespectful but they are also smart mouthed punks.

I think we should let these corporations go into default. We can than repossess them and sell them at auction just like they would a car you own if you get behind on your payments. Why should AIG, Chrysler or any other company be treated better than us?

Would Chrysler help you if the shoe was on the other foot?

Think about that and if you agree, email your congress person and ask them - when can the middle class expect their bailout instead of lip service and paltry checks?

Remember the governments money is our money.....let congress know how you want it spent!


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Top Chef New York

Tonight is the new season of Top Chef. This years competition will take place in New York. What a dream come true! If I want to watch a show, I like, I have to hear about how great New York and it's cooks are. There is nothing I like less than a town of a million restaurants that wouldn't know pulled pork from a smoked brisket sandwich.

I know New York makes me grumpy. I can't help it! It's those goofy restaurants that serve an ounce of raw fish on a cracker with what looks like dog drool drizzled on it. They think that is food? Food is a 16 ounce Porter House steak with a loaded baked potato.

A ClubHusband man does not eat fish on a cracker covered in foam unless Jessica Biel is feeding it to us. We like beef, topped with pork served with a baked potato stuffed with BBQ chicken.

If you are sitting in a restaurant and the urge to try foam covered anything is sneaking up on you, I have some advice;

Take off the bonnet and sun dress and go trim some hedges until the curiousity stops.

Then go down to the Outback Steak House and order a dozen hot wings, followed by a pound of artery clogging beef steak and lamb chops for dessert.

Wash that down with a cold beer.

If that doesn't cure you nothing will.

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No coffee yet

If I am incoherent it's because I have had only two sips of the writing juice....coffee. I don't need it to write at a normal time but at 6:15 AM it is a must.

I really don't know why kids need to go to school at dawn. We have no cows to milk, no chickens to feed or no hogs to slop.

Couldn't we all just sleep in till about noon? This would still get them home by 8 PM. That would also mean, along with lunch, the school would feed them dinner too. This would lessen my work load tremendously.

Now if I could only figure a way for the school to do their laundry - I would be happy.

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Dancing with the Stars Maurice Greene Gone

Maurice Greene is the latest star to be booted from the ABC show Dancing with the Stars. He was not bad, just no built in fan base like NFL star Warren Sapp or Hannah Montana's Cody Linley.

It is now down to just four couples. Along with Linley and Sapp are Lance Bass of boy band fame and Brooke Burke the gorgeous television host of E's Wild On and some one's Rock Star.

I would have to guess Warren Sapp is the favorite to win but Brooke Burke is our favorite to do anything.

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Dancing with the Stars

Last night the cream rose to the top of Dancing with the Stars. The luscious Brooke Burke and  the jovial Warren Sapp showed the mirror ball trophy will go home with one of them at the end of the year. Considering the past performances of football players Warren may edge out the Brooke even though she is a better dancer and looks a lot better in an evening gown.

Tonight my prediction is Maurice Greene will be going home. He did a good job but I think he has less of a built in fan base.

Julianne Hough will be returning tonight following her two week layoff for surgery........nice to be young!

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The switch to digital television on February 17, 2009

On February 17, 2009 all television in the United States will be digital. This will provide a better picture and audio. The problem is if you still use rabbit ears you won't be able to get TV without a digital converter. I have seen the converters listed for about $40.

I don't mean to sound harsh but if you still have a TV with rabbit ears you have gotten your money's worth. It is time to buy a new television!

At Walmart you can buy a cheap digital TV for not much more than the converter will cost. So do like the rest of us did in the 1990s, and upgrade from the TV you bought when All in the Family was the top rated show.

You will be amazed how good the shows look in color!



Info from the FCC


The switch from analog to digital broadcast television is referred to as the digital TV (DTV) transition. In 1996, the U.S. Congress authorized the distribution of an additional broadcast channel to each broadcast TV station so that they could start a digital broadcast channel while simultaneously continuing their analog broadcast channel. Later, Congress mandated that February 17, 2009 would be the last day for full-power television stations to broadcast in analog. Broadcast stations in all U.S. markets are currently broadcasting in both analog and digital. After February 17, 2009, full-power television stations will broadcast in digital only.


FAQs to the FCC

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Stainless Steel Appliances

Looking at my refrigerator, I have to wonder, why did we spend more to get a stainless steel front? All I can see are coupons, school notices, work schedules and a few pictures.

The refrigerator could be bright purple and no one would know!

The only space not covered is the ice and water dispenser and the handles. Both of these things are black! If my memory serves me correctly, the black fronted refrigerators were $200 less than the stainless steel.

Not only were they cheaper so was the matching stoves that we just had to have.

So now I would estimate we own a $400 dollar bulletin board.

But at least we didn't purchase it at Best Buy!

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Veterans Day

Veterans Day is tomorrow and my children have school. Veterans Day is both a federal and state holiday so why do they have school?

It's not that they need more days off. It's that they need to honor our veterans. How can we, with a straight face, tell them how much it means to serve your country if we don't let them stay home and go to the parades and observances?

They get days off for all kinds of things so why not Veterans Day? They get  five days off for it being Spring. They get five more for it being Fall. They get three off for Thanksgiving. They get ten for Winter although they get none for Christmas - officially. Apparently non Christians are fooled by us saying the school break from a few days before Christmas till a day or two after New Years is a "Winter Holiday break". Boy will they be angry when they really figure out we are celebrating Christmas.

So if we can spare all those days, how about just one for our people who have served in our military?

I think what's good enough for the banks should be good enough for the kids.

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Sunday means NASCAR

Today is Sunday and I am going to spend the afternoon watching cars turn left in Phoenix. Doesn't sound too exciting but I like it. It passes the time and if Dale Earnhardt Jr would happen to win it would brighten my weekend.

This weekend has been dreary and over cast. I tried to make it better by making my world's greatest chili. It helped but it didn't save my beloved West Virginia Mountaineers. They scored 13 points in the last one minute and eleven seconds to send their football game to overtime but couldn't stop Cincinnati in the OT and lost 26 - 23.

It has been that kind of weekend.

Close to good but no cigar.



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THE MOUSTACHE IS EMERGING AS THE SYMBOL FOR MEN’S HEALTH

Movember Rallies Americans to Find a Cure for Prostate Cancer in a Fun and Engaging WayLOS ANGELES, CA – October 1, 2008– For far too long men have avoided discussing seemingly embarrassing health issues, specifically the topic of prostate cancer. Movember, the month formerly known as November, has emerged as an annual charity ‘mo’-vement committed to changing the way men think about, discuss and treat their own health issues by bringing back the moustache.

Movember challenges men to grow a Mo (Aussie slang for moustache) for one month only, November, where the hairy ribbon will become the centrepiece for a conversation about formerly taboo topics.

To participate, men can register at http://www.movember.com/and create a profile to showcase their Mo-growing effort and collect donations for the Prostate Cancer Foundation. On the first day of Movember, with a clean-shaven face, Mo Bros will begin the month-long journey of growing and grooming their Mo. The Mo thus becomes a conversation piece for Mo Bros to talk with family, friends, co-workers and even strangers about their passion for men’s health issues and the importance of prostate cancer research.

"When I heard about Movember, my first thought was, ‘What a great way to support my uncle, who has spent the last two years battling prostate cancer,’ ” commented Mo Bro Jack Choate of Santa Monica, Calif. on why he became involved in the ‘mo’-vement. “My second thought was, ‘Who doesn't want a valid reason to grow a moustache?’ My uncle and I are counting down the days until next Movember to do it all over again.

"It’s time that men face the facts:

Prostate cancer is the most common non-skin cancer in America, affecting one in six men.
A man is 35% more likely to develop prostate cancer than a woman is to develop breast cancer.
More than 28,000 men will die from the disease this year – that is one death every 19 minutes. It is estimated that there are approximately 2 million American men currently living with prostate cancer.

“Movember is a great way to generate awareness and raise money for prostate cancer. The common enthusiasm and camaraderie Movember generated within our company, from I.T. staff to marketing, production and even the team riders, only added to the fun,” said Mo Bro and Quiksilver CEO Bob McKnight about Quiksilver’s involvement last year, which raised over $64,000.

‘Mo’-re than MosWhile the journey of growing a moustache is the focal point of Movember, the ‘mo’-vement provides other opportunities to celebrate the Mo. The month of Movember will culminate with Gala Parties in New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, San Diego, Chicago and Boston. Mo Bros who raise $100 or more are invited to attend the highly anticipated Gala Parté in their city. Party-goers show up dressed to suit the style of their Mo and battle it out for the prestigious “Man of Movember” title. While growing a Mo is left to the men, Mo Sistas also form an important part of Movember by fundraising, recruiting Mo Bros to participate, and attending the highly anticipated Gala Parties.

How the ‘Mo’-vement BeganMovember, an Australian non-profit organization, was born in 2003 when a couple of Australian mates were enjoying a beer at a small bar in Melbourne and decided two things – men’s health issues needed a forum and the moustache was in dire need of a comeback. Their goal was to create a campaign that joined like-minded individuals while raising money for charity and having fun along the way.

Since 2003, Movember has turned into a truly global movement. In 2007, Mo Bros and Mo Sistas in the United States, United Kingdom, Canada, New Zealand, and Spain joined their Aussie counterparts by participating in the campaign. Since Movember’s inception, almost 200,000 Mo Bros have sported a Mo and more than $29 million has been raised globally for prostate cancer research, including $740,568 raised in the United States last year. Movember is the biggest international event supporting prostate cancer.

Each year, the campaign is brought to life with a new and unique theme. The 2008 campaign will revolve around the tagline “United We Believe.” With groundswell continuing to build, Movember has just begun to harness the desire of men to stand up for their own health issues. “United We Believe” signals that the ‘mo’-vement is out there and Americans will experience increasing Mo-sightings. This year’s United States campaign will be sponsored by Philips Norelco, Canadian Club Whisky, Playboy, and DC Shoes.

About Movember;

Movember is a global charity event that invites men to grow moustaches (or Mos) for the month of November. The moustache serves as the ‘hairy ribbon’ and the vehicle by which participants in Movember raise funds and awareness for men’s health - specifically prostate cancer. Movember aims to reduce the number of preventable male deaths by raising funds and creating awareness about prostate cancer among males age 25 to 40. Prostate cancer is the most common non-skin cancer in men. One in six American men will be diagnosed with the disease in their lifetime, and cases are expected to double over the next 15 years. This makes it the number one cancer threat to the lives and health of men in the country. Funds raised by Movember go directly to the Prostate Cancer Foundation and will be invested in some of the most promising prostate cancer research being conducted in the world today. The goal is to find new and better ways to prevent, detect and treat prostate cancer…and one day find a cure. Since Movember’s inception in 2003, almost 200,000 Mo Bros have sported a Mo and more than $29 million has been raised globally for prostate cancer research. For more information please visit http://www.movember.com/.

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Winter is coming

Yesterday was warm and clear. Today is cold and raining. Where did my beloved summer go? I don't mind Fall, I just mind what it brings. It brings Winter.

Winter is not fun for anyone. Sure there are people who say they love Winter. They say they love snow. I say show me a person who loves cold days and snow and I will show you someone covered in a blanket, drinking hot chocolate, while their spouse shovels the sidewalk.

What I like is swimming on Christmas day. Playing catch with my son on Thanksgiving. Planting jalapeno peppers on New Years day. Those are all the things I did in Florida.

I liked Florida. It was warm all the time and that suited me fine. The only thing I didn't like was the annual destruction of my house by hurricanes.

Some how shoveling the walk doesn't seem so bad when I start thinking about retrieving my garden shed from the neighbor's yard.

The neighbor three streets over!

So I guess I can put up with the harsh 50 degree Winters, we have her in Kentucky, if it means my shed won't need a flight plan every September.

Every where you live there are trade offs but I do miss the bikinis in November!



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WalMart deli

I love the Walmart deli. Not so much for the food as the atmosphere. Their food is OK. Their fried chicken is the best value around but they never have any ready and that's where the fun begins.

I go to the deli at about 5:30 PM. I know it's an odd time to frequent a place selling food but I am a rebel. I proudly and loudly order 2 eight piece boxes of fried chicken. They, just as loud, inform me that I can pick up two boxes from the bottom shelf. I tell them quietly, I can read the time written on the box and I don't like chicken that was cooked four hours ago. They frown at me and say, "It will be 45 minutes before they have any ready". Bingo! We have a winner!

I not only get fresh fried chicken but I get to watch the fun at the Walmart deli.

I get to watch the lady order all the macaroni and cheese they have and then complain because it costs so much. I get to watch person after person read the time on the fried chicken, shake their head and wander to the frozen food section. I have the privilege of seeing the guy order two of every wing flavor. Then ask if the hot wings are hot?

It's the best show in our small town.

Now to the best part. Not a single customer I see while waiting is thinner than I am. My once proud sprinters body is now the shape of a shot putters. So this is no small feat. Also not a single person shows any evidence of being more worldly than I.

For 45 minutes on a clear and crisp Autumn day I get to feel thin and sophisticated!

It may be a small pleasure in life but I enjoy it.

So next time you are a little down. Next time you are thinking you look a little fat in those jeans. Next time you get stumped by a few questions on Jeopardy. Don't get down on yourself!

Pay a visit to the Walmart deli.

It will make you feel better I promise.

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Dancing with the Stars Update..Lucci bounced

Susan Lucci was booted from Dancing with the Stars last night and I thank the many viewers who voted her out. She has the rhythm of a dizzy dingo with inner ear problems.

I thought for a moment they were going to send tan and limber Edyta packing again. I say "again" because she was voted off once with Jeffrey Ross and she is now subbing for cute little Julianne Hough who is missing time while recovering from surgery.

We are hoping her and that dip stick Cody last long enough we get to see Julianne again.

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I heard a rumor

I heard a rumor there was an election last night. Did anyone else hear about it? I think someone mentioned Barack Obama will be the next President of the United States. Does this sound familiar to anyone?

If he is, I wish him luck. It is said to be the hardest job in the world. With the problems we have, it is one of the toughest times in our history to be President.

To want Obama to succeed is not only patriotic but it also serves everyone's self interest.

A strong America is good for all citizens of our nation.

Good luck President Elect Obama.....you will need it.

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Election day should be our proudest moment

The long campaign has come to an end. The next President of the United States will be known this evening. If the polls are correct it will be Senator Barack Obama of Illinois.

The first polls close at 7 PM ET. If Virginia goes Obama and Indiana is close, you can safely expect Obama to be the President Elect. If McCain loses Virginia he has to have Pennsylvania or the math is drastically against him. He would be drawing an inside straight while Barack holds a flush.

If McCain wins Virginia, it's any one's ball game.

Whether the polls are right or wrong the amazing thing is; America again, will have a new leader without a revolution. No shots will be fired. No coups will be completed. No storming of the Presidential Palace. Just a simple vote of the people.

America's tradition of a peaceful transition of power will start.

This is one of the many reasons we are a powerful nation.

This is one of the many things that makes us America.

The experimental democracy still lives, as it was dreamed, two centuries ago in a hot building, during a smoldering summer, in Philadelphia, by men with vision. There are times they must shake their collective heads but not today.

Today the American people will speak with their votes.

Tomorrow, the bright future of a great nation will begin again with a new leader.

What once was the American dream is now the American tradition.

Whether your person wins or loses tonight, let us agree to be proud. For two long years we have been Democrats and Republicans.

Tomorrow let's be Americans.


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I am not a sexist pig.

I am not a sexist pig. I am just a regular pig. I happen to like the opposite sex quite well. I like them even more when they are wearing less. If this makes me sexist than maybe I am guilty. I think it makes me smart.

I believe I am not sexist because I have no problem with women running things as long as it's done while wearing a mini skirt and half top. Is that so bad?

Wouldn't the world look so much better if Jessica Biel was the President and did all press conferences in naval baring clothing?

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Monday

I hate Mondays. I know...what an original thought. It's not that it's a bad day. It's just because it's a busy day. I have all the chores I skipped all weekend to complete and I don't want to. Then I also have my week day chores to do. I don't want to do those either. It's a visious life cycle that must end.

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