A “rat” awesome blog post, it is

Holy Foley, there is a lot going on and I don’t have time to put my two-point-five cents’ worth in, to escape ending with a preposition. I haven’t been here in a few days thanks to Verizon. I finally got my second replacement for the 4G upgrade I received a week or so ago. The replacement’s replacement is a “MiFi,” or “Jetpack.” which is basically a device smaller than my cell phone that provides a mobile wi-fi hot spot wherever I go. In theory. The device and battery arrived in two separate boxes on two separate days. It’s a funny thing but there is little communication between Verizon and FedEx. I bet that surprises the hell out of you if you’ve ever dealt with either one of those companies. I still am awaiting a charger for the MiFi which will come in maybe one, maybe three days. I can use my phone charger on the MiFi for the time being, thankfully.

I have a doctor’s appointment at the local VA, the monthly type, in about 1.5 hours, but I will write a few things, go to the doc, well, nurse and then come back to this labor of love (Say what?) when I finish my rat-killing. Oh lighten up, PETA, I’m not really killing rats except the ones that come inside where I live and chomp on rat bait. “Doing your rat-killing” or “Finishing my rat-killing” is just an East Texas way of saying I am going to run errands or do some chore or the other.

All hail the President

President Obama just held his first news conference since October. He announced that SEAL Team 6 has been sent to take out Rush Limbaugh. That’s a joke, son. I think the most poignant remark Seamus O’Bama made today concerned all the saber-rattling taking place all over the place. Some folks such as John McCain — who never saw a problem that couldn’t be taken care of with by a Cruise missile, Tom or otherwise, wants us to bomb Syria. Captain McCain wants us to help out the Syrians fighting against the dictator Assad. That might not be so bad if we knew Assad would not be replaced by some Hezbollah-Bolla-Slop-Bucket or that rockin’ group named Al Cicada and His Exploding Crickets.

Then there is Iran to bomb. Israel would probably have already bombed them had there not been more targets in sunny Teheran than Newton Yahoo has in his Tel Aviv arsenal. President O’Bama said it is easy for folks to stand on the sidelines and say “bomb ’em,” to paraphrase.

“Now, what’s said on the campaign trail — you know, those folks don’t have a lot of responsibilities, said the Prez. “They’re not commander in chief. And when I see the casualness with which some of these folks talk about war, I’m reminded of the costs involved in war; I’m reminded of the decision that I have to make, in terms of sending our young men and women into battle, and the impacts that has on their lives, the impact it has on our national security, the impact it has on our economy.

“This is not a game,” the CINC said. “And there’s nothing casual about it.”

Soup or Tuesday?

Remember the movie “Willard?” The original is the only one I remember. There was a remake too. The point is that Willard loved rats. Whether Willard Mitt Romney loves rats, I don’t know. If he thought it might get him votes, he might get in bed nekkid with a whole passel of rodents and roll around with them. You can probably substitute rodents there with $100 bills. Tonight, Willard could lock up the Republican presidential nomination. And then he might not. I’m kind of tired of that whole rat race. What is it with the rat theme today, anyway? To celebrate Soup or Tuesday, I will hopefully watch “Justified” tonight because the stupid hotel in which I was staying in San Antonio last week didn’t carry FX on its cable.

I’m off to the VA!

Ugh. What a way to spend an afternoon of leave. That is it today, bucakangaroos!