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[email protected] September 4th 08 06:38 PM

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On Thu, 04 Sep 2008 09:38:53 -0400, jim wrote:

wrote:
On Sep 4, 8:36 am, wrote:
.


.. A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the
Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.

He asked, 'What are all those clocks?'

St. Peter answered, 'Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a
Lie-Clock.

Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move.'

'Oh,' said the man, 'whose clock is that?'

'That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating
that she never told a lie.'

'Incredible,' said the man'. And whose clock is that one?'

St. Peter responded, 'That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands
have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire
life.'

'Where's Barack Obama's clock?' asked the man.

'Obama's clock is in Jesus' office.

He's using it as a ceiling fan.




FIRST BOOK OF DEMOCRAT

Obama Is My Shepherd, I Shall Not Want.
He Leadeth Me Beside Still Factories,
He Restoreth My Faith In The Republican Party,
He Guideth Me In The Paths Of Unemployment.

Yea, Though I Walk Through The Valley Of The Bread Line, I Shall
Not Go Hungry.

Obama Has Anointed My Income With Taxes,
My Expenses Runneth Over My Income,
Surely, Poverty And Hard Living Will Follow Me All The Days Of My Life.

The Democrats And I Will Live Forever In a Rented Room.

But I Am Glad I Am an American,
I Am Glad That I Am Free.
But I Wish I Was A Dog
And Obama A Tree.



God ditches the GOP/This just in: Even the Lord has abandoned the
desperate, shameful Right

By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist

This just in: Hurricane of delicious irony slams Republican National
Convention, flooding the streets of Minneapolis/St. Paul with rivers
of savage hypocrisy as levees of evangelical denial and sexual
confusion overflow into the streets, leaving stunned party members
scrambling in vain for shaky moral high ground.

Meanwhile, clever looters smash windows of opportunity and steal
valuable quips about underage sex and teen pregnancy, as everyone gets
a very unsettling if not downright weird taste of warped pro-gun
anti-choice elk-kabob conservative Alaskan family values. YouTube at
11.

Yes, the rumors are true. The cosmic votes have all been tallied, and
I do believe we can now say, with some measure of happy certainty,
that God appears to be just as sick-to-death of the Republican Party
as the rest of us.

But let's back up for a moment, just to be sure. Let's imagine the
hot 'n' febrile reaction if, say, an enormous storm had come
thundering through Denver during DNC '08, if some gale force winds or
bowel-shaking rainfall had shut the city down, prophetically timing
itself just right to thwart the Democratic Party's biggest party and
stop Barack Obama from making all sorts of stunning history as he
delivered his record-breaking speech to a wary and Bush-ravaged
nation.

Let us, in other words, imagine that "rains of Biblical proportions"
had slammed the DNC to a halt, just as those nutball pastors from
Focus on the Family prayed it would.

Can you imagine the joyful outcry? The righteous outpourings of
"Praise Jesus!" from the scandal-plagued evangelicals from Orange
County to Colorado Springs, with the corpse of Jerry Falwell itself
rising from the depths of Hell's own restroom to yelp "Ha! God smites
the gay-loving heathens once again! Now, who wants to come down here
'n' wash my back?"

Funny, then, the ironies of nature and time and God, no? For there
was Gustav, roaring through the Gulf Coast and shutting down a large,
sweaty chunk of the Republican National Convention as he conjured all
manner of painful Katrina-esque nightmares, reminding anyone with the
slightest sense of integrity of just how inept and dangerous the
Republican Party has been lo these past eight insufferable years. Ah,
cosmic irony. Sweet like candy.

Perhaps God has shifted political allegiances? Perhaps She has
finally revealed her true liberal colors? Or perhaps She's simply
indulging in a bit of the same cosmic Schadenfreude as the rest of us,
enjoying the various miseries, scandals, humiliations, missteps,
gay-outings, meth addictions and unmarried teen pregnancies of the
crumbling GOP as they writhe and squirm and attempt to make this
McCain/Palin ticket seem even the slightest bit palatable, as opposed
to downright frightening. You think?

How else to explain the latest smack of GOP shame, the lovely news
that Sarah Palin's unwed 17-year-old daughter, Bristol, is five months
pregnant? Even in Alaska, that's still considered "a little young" to
be knocked up, despite how the Palins say the father, 18-year-old Levi
Johnston, a self-proclaimed "f--in' redneck" who "lives for hockey"
and doesn't want kids, will "do the right thing" by Bristol, which
certainly seems like sad shorthand for "sham marriage to lock down
desperately needed evangelical support for John McCain." Oh, you poor
kids.

To be sure, it's moments like these that make it difficult not to take
some delight, not to sit back and feel the ironic righteousness melt
over us like hot Cheez-Whiz over an Alaskan mooseburger. After all,
Sarah Palin is anti-choice, pro-abstinence, anti sex-ed, religiously
fundamentalist, a creationist, about as friendly to feminism and
women's reproductive rights as John McCain is to his beloved "gooks."

But here's the saddest part of all: Governor Palin knew. She
absolutely had to realize that her daughter's unfortunate condition
would come to light when McCain offered her this bizarre gig. To
which we can only say:
Way to shove your own daughter under the wheels of the GOP Machine,
Governor Palin. Ultimate sacrifice indeed.

Ah, but perhaps it's all a bit too much. Perhaps you think this
perspective is just too negative, ugly, far too similar to how the
right itself operates, full of low-vibration energy and fear and
abhorrence of the Other, all topped by a cheerless belief in a cruel,
micromanaging God who is so petty and small as to actually care about
who you love, or how you vote, or what kind of sex you enjoy. Let me
say this: I agree completely.

So let's flip it around. After all, if there's one thing we've
learned in the past eight years, it's that the cavalcade of wanton
scandal and hypocrisy among the GOP is never-ending, unstoppable, far
more the rule than the exception. We could be here all day.

So, on to the good news: A staggering 40 million Americans watched
Obama deliver his spectacular, rain-free speech in Denver. That's
more than the opening ceremony of Olympics. More than "American
Idol." Half again as much as Kerry or Bush earned for similar speeches
from years before and an all-time record for any televised political
speech anywhere. What a thing.

And let's recall, for a moment, Obama in Berlin back in July, where
nearly a quarter million locals turned up to see a man who wasn't yet
even a world leader, but merely a candidate. Recall those stunning
images of cheering throngs at the Victory Column, hundreds of
thousands of eager, curious foreigners, all there to catch a glimpse
not of Mick Jagger or the Pope, not of the Dalai Lama or Brad Pitt,
but a brilliant young American senator.

That's not middling celebrity. That's not merely good PR on behalf of
Obama's team. That's something else entirely, a world electrified by
new possibility. Hell, McCain would be lucky to draw 100 onlookers to
the airport Sheraton, and most of those would be EMTs.

Even Bill Clinton, with his effortless charisma and fantastic oratory
skill, could never draw like Obama. This man fills stadiums.
Electrifies not just Democrats, but entire nations. He has that
rarest of political power, the ability to make people want to get out
there and feel it, be part of the shift. Bush gave the world hives.
McCain gives the world the creeps. Obama gives the world goosebumps.
Simple as that.

You gotta admit, amidst all the GOP scandal and meltdown and Obama's
revitalizing, meteoric rise to international beacon of change -- a guy
who, in Joe Biden's words, has "grabbed the lightning" like no one
he's ever seen before -- it's tempting to say even God has abandoned
the religious right.

Then again, it's probably far more accurate to say She was never
really over there in the first place.

[email protected] September 4th 08 06:38 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 
On Sep 4, 9:41*am, hk wrote:
wrote:
On Sep 4, 8:36 am, wrote:
.


.


Why do you keep reposting the same header about your own comments?

I mean, if anyone is a "fat little schitt," it's you, with the emphasis
on "fat," "little," and "schitt."

When are you going to share that video of your tete-a-tete with the
local cops? We'd love to see it.


When you show us your lobster boat, and your dad's fireboat welcome to
NYC for a trans-Atlantic trip in an runabout.

Eisboch September 4th 08 06:42 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 

wrote in message
...

On Sep 4, 10:26 am, hk wrote:

Well, because folks here have seen both of us. I am 5'8" and about
155, you are nearly 5'3" and nearly 200 pounds. Facts are facts...




5'3"?

Surely you jest.

I'm 6'2-1/2" tall.


That extra 1/2 inch is mighty important to Harry, you know. He just *had*
to point that out.

BTW ..... nice try in your attempt to start a bonifide, on-topic, boating
related thread regarding the boat painting.
I've often heard of the "roll and tip" method and have seen the impressive
results, but had never done it or even understood it.

Too bad Harry had to immediately jump on your case with personal insults as
usual, even after all his complaining of rec.boats going down the toilet,
etc. Seems he just can't help to to jump at every opportunity.

Eisboch




HK September 4th 08 06:43 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 
wrote:
On Thu, 04 Sep 2008 09:38:53 -0400, jim wrote:

wrote:
On Sep 4, 8:36 am, wrote:
.
.. A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the
Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.

He asked, 'What are all those clocks?'

St. Peter answered, 'Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a
Lie-Clock.

Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move.'

'Oh,' said the man, 'whose clock is that?'

'That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating
that she never told a lie.'

'Incredible,' said the man'. And whose clock is that one?'

St. Peter responded, 'That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands
have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire
life.'

'Where's Barack Obama's clock?' asked the man.

'Obama's clock is in Jesus' office.

He's using it as a ceiling fan.



FIRST BOOK OF DEMOCRAT

Obama Is My Shepherd, I Shall Not Want.
He Leadeth Me Beside Still Factories,
He Restoreth My Faith In The Republican Party,
He Guideth Me In The Paths Of Unemployment.

Yea, Though I Walk Through The Valley Of The Bread Line, I Shall
Not Go Hungry.

Obama Has Anointed My Income With Taxes,
My Expenses Runneth Over My Income,
Surely, Poverty And Hard Living Will Follow Me All The Days Of My Life.

The Democrats And I Will Live Forever In a Rented Room.

But I Am Glad I Am an American,
I Am Glad That I Am Free.
But I Wish I Was A Dog
And Obama A Tree.



God ditches the GOP/This just in: Even the Lord has abandoned the
desperate, shameful Right

By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist

This just in: Hurricane of delicious irony slams Republican National
Convention, flooding the streets of Minneapolis/St. Paul with rivers
of savage hypocrisy as levees of evangelical denial and sexual
confusion overflow into the streets, leaving stunned party members
scrambling in vain for shaky moral high ground.

Meanwhile, clever looters smash windows of opportunity and steal
valuable quips about underage sex and teen pregnancy, as everyone gets
a very unsettling if not downright weird taste of warped pro-gun
anti-choice elk-kabob conservative Alaskan family values. YouTube at
11.

Yes, the rumors are true. The cosmic votes have all been tallied, and
I do believe we can now say, with some measure of happy certainty,
that God appears to be just as sick-to-death of the Republican Party
as the rest of us.

But let's back up for a moment, just to be sure. Let's imagine the
hot 'n' febrile reaction if, say, an enormous storm had come
thundering through Denver during DNC '08, if some gale force winds or
bowel-shaking rainfall had shut the city down, prophetically timing
itself just right to thwart the Democratic Party's biggest party and
stop Barack Obama from making all sorts of stunning history as he
delivered his record-breaking speech to a wary and Bush-ravaged
nation.

Let us, in other words, imagine that "rains of Biblical proportions"
had slammed the DNC to a halt, just as those nutball pastors from
Focus on the Family prayed it would.

Can you imagine the joyful outcry? The righteous outpourings of
"Praise Jesus!" from the scandal-plagued evangelicals from Orange
County to Colorado Springs, with the corpse of Jerry Falwell itself
rising from the depths of Hell's own restroom to yelp "Ha! God smites
the gay-loving heathens once again! Now, who wants to come down here
'n' wash my back?"

Funny, then, the ironies of nature and time and God, no? For there
was Gustav, roaring through the Gulf Coast and shutting down a large,
sweaty chunk of the Republican National Convention as he conjured all
manner of painful Katrina-esque nightmares, reminding anyone with the
slightest sense of integrity of just how inept and dangerous the
Republican Party has been lo these past eight insufferable years. Ah,
cosmic irony. Sweet like candy.

Perhaps God has shifted political allegiances? Perhaps She has
finally revealed her true liberal colors? Or perhaps She's simply
indulging in a bit of the same cosmic Schadenfreude as the rest of us,
enjoying the various miseries, scandals, humiliations, missteps,
gay-outings, meth addictions and unmarried teen pregnancies of the
crumbling GOP as they writhe and squirm and attempt to make this
McCain/Palin ticket seem even the slightest bit palatable, as opposed
to downright frightening. You think?

How else to explain the latest smack of GOP shame, the lovely news
that Sarah Palin's unwed 17-year-old daughter, Bristol, is five months
pregnant? Even in Alaska, that's still considered "a little young" to
be knocked up, despite how the Palins say the father, 18-year-old Levi
Johnston, a self-proclaimed "f--in' redneck" who "lives for hockey"
and doesn't want kids, will "do the right thing" by Bristol, which
certainly seems like sad shorthand for "sham marriage to lock down
desperately needed evangelical support for John McCain." Oh, you poor
kids.

To be sure, it's moments like these that make it difficult not to take
some delight, not to sit back and feel the ironic righteousness melt
over us like hot Cheez-Whiz over an Alaskan mooseburger. After all,
Sarah Palin is anti-choice, pro-abstinence, anti sex-ed, religiously
fundamentalist, a creationist, about as friendly to feminism and
women's reproductive rights as John McCain is to his beloved "gooks."

But here's the saddest part of all: Governor Palin knew. She
absolutely had to realize that her daughter's unfortunate condition
would come to light when McCain offered her this bizarre gig. To
which we can only say:
Way to shove your own daughter under the wheels of the GOP Machine,
Governor Palin. Ultimate sacrifice indeed.

Ah, but perhaps it's all a bit too much. Perhaps you think this
perspective is just too negative, ugly, far too similar to how the
right itself operates, full of low-vibration energy and fear and
abhorrence of the Other, all topped by a cheerless belief in a cruel,
micromanaging God who is so petty and small as to actually care about
who you love, or how you vote, or what kind of sex you enjoy. Let me
say this: I agree completely.

So let's flip it around. After all, if there's one thing we've
learned in the past eight years, it's that the cavalcade of wanton
scandal and hypocrisy among the GOP is never-ending, unstoppable, far
more the rule than the exception. We could be here all day.

So, on to the good news: A staggering 40 million Americans watched
Obama deliver his spectacular, rain-free speech in Denver. That's
more than the opening ceremony of Olympics. More than "American
Idol." Half again as much as Kerry or Bush earned for similar speeches
from years before and an all-time record for any televised political
speech anywhere. What a thing.

And let's recall, for a moment, Obama in Berlin back in July, where
nearly a quarter million locals turned up to see a man who wasn't yet
even a world leader, but merely a candidate. Recall those stunning
images of cheering throngs at the Victory Column, hundreds of
thousands of eager, curious foreigners, all there to catch a glimpse
not of Mick Jagger or the Pope, not of the Dalai Lama or Brad Pitt,
but a brilliant young American senator.

That's not middling celebrity. That's not merely good PR on behalf of
Obama's team. That's something else entirely, a world electrified by
new possibility. Hell, McCain would be lucky to draw 100 onlookers to
the airport Sheraton, and most of those would be EMTs.

Even Bill Clinton, with his effortless charisma and fantastic oratory
skill, could never draw like Obama. This man fills stadiums.
Electrifies not just Democrats, but entire nations. He has that
rarest of political power, the ability to make people want to get out
there and feel it, be part of the shift. Bush gave the world hives.
McCain gives the world the creeps. Obama gives the world goosebumps.
Simple as that.

You gotta admit, amidst all the GOP scandal and meltdown and Obama's
revitalizing, meteoric rise to international beacon of change -- a guy
who, in Joe Biden's words, has "grabbed the lightning" like no one
he's ever seen before -- it's tempting to say even God has abandoned
the religious right.

Then again, it's probably far more accurate to say She was never
really over there in the first place.




One of the many downsides of the Palin family saga is that it will
increase the number of unmarried girl teens who decide it is "cool" to
have a baby without benefit of marriage, and the number of boys who want
to have sex with as many girls as possible, but will refuse to use condoms.


"It must be cool...the Palin family approves..."

Eisboch September 4th 08 06:44 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 

"hk" wrote in message
. ..



Uh, yeah, what? You don't believe I'm over 6' tall?



From the ground to your neck you are 2' 2-1/2".

Your head is 4' in diameter.

Eisboch



[email protected] September 4th 08 06:57 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 
On Thu, 4 Sep 2008 13:44:18 -0400, "Eisboch" wrote:


"hk" wrote in message
...



Uh, yeah, what? You don't believe I'm over 6' tall?



From the ground to your neck you are 2' 2-1/2".

Your head is 4' in diameter.

Eisboch


You've been watching too much South Park.

HK September 4th 08 06:59 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 
Eisboch wrote:
"hk" wrote in message
. ..


Uh, yeah, what? You don't believe I'm over 6' tall?



From the ground to your neck you are 2' 2-1/2".

Your head is 4' in diameter.

Eisboch





Oooooh....you've been hanging out with loogy and justwait!


Here's your heroine:

http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b2.../sarahpool.jpg

HK September 4th 08 07:02 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 
Eisboch wrote:
wrote in message
...

On Sep 4, 10:26 am, hk wrote:
Well, because folks here have seen both of us. I am 5'8" and about
155, you are nearly 5'3" and nearly 200 pounds. Facts are facts...



5'3"?

Surely you jest.

I'm 6'2-1/2" tall.


That extra 1/2 inch is mighty important to Harry, you know. He just *had*
to point that out.

BTW ..... nice try in your attempt to start a bonifide, on-topic, boating
related thread regarding the boat painting.
I've often heard of the "roll and tip" method and have seen the impressive
results, but had never done it or even understood it.

Too bad Harry had to immediately jump on your case with personal insults as
usual, even after all his complaining of rec.boats going down the toilet,
etc. Seems he just can't help to to jump at every opportunity.

Eisboch




Have you not seen the results of JustWait's painting prowess, or his own
admission today that he is a sloppy painter? If you want to see expert
paintwork, look at the job Chuck had done on his tugboat.

Eisboch September 4th 08 07:07 PM

SPAM: more crap from the fat little shit..
 

"hk" wrote in message
. ..
Eisboch wrote:
wrote in message
...

On Sep 4, 10:26 am, hk wrote:
Well, because folks here have seen both of us. I am 5'8" and about
155, you are nearly 5'3" and nearly 200 pounds. Facts are facts...



5'3"?

Surely you jest.

I'm 6'2-1/2" tall.


That extra 1/2 inch is mighty important to Harry, you know. He just
*had* to point that out.

BTW ..... nice try in your attempt to start a bonifide, on-topic, boating
related thread regarding the boat painting.
I've often heard of the "roll and tip" method and have seen the
impressive results, but had never done it or even understood it.

Too bad Harry had to immediately jump on your case with personal insults
as usual, even after all his complaining of rec.boats going down the
toilet, etc. Seems he just can't help to to jump at every opportunity.

Eisboch




Have you not seen the results of JustWait's painting prowess, or his own
admission today that he is a sloppy painter? If you want to see expert
paintwork, look at the job Chuck had done on his tugboat.



Who said (including justwait) anything about "expert paintwork".
I appreciated his explanation of how the roll and tip technique is applied.

Why don't you go find some more stuff to cut and paste about something else
you know absolutely nothing about?

Eisboch




HK September 4th 08 07:16 PM

Painting
 
Eisboch wrote:
"hk" wrote in message
. ..
Eisboch wrote:
wrote in message
...

On Sep 4, 10:26 am, hk wrote:
Well, because folks here have seen both of us. I am 5'8" and about
155, you are nearly 5'3" and nearly 200 pounds. Facts are facts...

5'3"?

Surely you jest.

I'm 6'2-1/2" tall.

That extra 1/2 inch is mighty important to Harry, you know. He just
*had* to point that out.

BTW ..... nice try in your attempt to start a bonifide, on-topic, boating
related thread regarding the boat painting.
I've often heard of the "roll and tip" method and have seen the
impressive results, but had never done it or even understood it.

Too bad Harry had to immediately jump on your case with personal insults
as usual, even after all his complaining of rec.boats going down the
toilet, etc. Seems he just can't help to to jump at every opportunity.

Eisboch



Have you not seen the results of JustWait's painting prowess, or his own
admission today that he is a sloppy painter? If you want to see expert
paintwork, look at the job Chuck had done on his tugboat.



Who said (including justwait) anything about "expert paintwork".
I appreciated his explanation of how the roll and tip technique is applied.

Why don't you go find some more stuff to cut and paste about something else
you know absolutely nothing about?

Eisboch




Googling is tough up your way, eh?

http://hubpages.com/hub/Roll-and-Tip-Method-of-Painting

We just repainted our dining room using the roll and tip method. We've
used the "technique" for years. Don't you ever repaint anything?

From the examples shown, JustWait is no painter.


Oh... the 1/2 inch...it was a running joke between my father and me for
years. He was 6'2" and as I started growing, he used to kid me that I'd
never be any taller. In fact, I did stop at 6'1 for a while, and I
thought that was going to be it. But a year later, I grew another inch
and a half. We always kidded each other about that "extra half-inch."
Until he died.





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