Moose-killin' Sarah: Not that simply irresistible

The lyrics ” … she’s so fine there’s no tellin’ where the money went … ” from the late Robert Palmer’s irrepressible “Simply Irresistible” would remind me of Sarah Palin except for two small matters.

First, I don’t think the GOP Veep candidate is all that fine. She isn’t horrible but I don’t think she would get as far in a beauty contest today as she did some years back. And secondly, there is some “tellin'” where the money went especially the money the GOP spent to doll her up and dress her to the nines.

The linked AP story tells all about how the GOP spent $105,000 in donations to pretty up the Alaska governor.

At least she will be the most expensively dressed candidate for vice president this year.

What some people will do for a weak pun

EFD afterthought: For those of you who may have read this in various stages and with type-Os (like Cheerios but with a bite)and various misspellings, who gives a rat’s ass? It’s not like I’m getting paid for this bulls**t!!! and more !!! No actually, I am truly sorrymisspellingisnotagoodthing.orsnotagoodthing.

Oh, no here they come. It’s the return of the mannequins!!! Here again to brighten up our day. One of EFD’s most favorite obsessions. And she’s singing: “I’m too sexy for my lips, too sexy for my lips … ”

Perhaps you thought I put away the mannequins for good. Well, actually I brought them (her, it) back by accident in order to construct a very shallow visual pun. Oh, I see and what might that very shallow visual pun be, you might ask?

Surely it wouldn’t be … FACEBOOK???

Yes, I am sad to say that’s what it is.

For in my real life I have joined the world of social networking. It is experimental in this phase but the best benefit I have seen so far is visiting with some old friends.

Facebook is sort of like blogging but it seems that it can wrest control away from the user unlike a blog, on which you can exert control. Or so it seems. I haven’t really looked into every aspect of Facebook, just as I don’t read everything there is to read about blogging … or anything else it seems except for presidents. Ah, half-assed EFD! Oh well, it is good to have fresh mannequins to remind me of those heady days not so long ago. Why? I haven’t a clue. And they weren’t that heady. Hmm. It seems I have painted myself into a corner. Time to escape.

Palin-Fey fest hurt my head. Civilization ends.


Sarah Tina Fey Palin signs something with a rather sturdy headless woman looking on.

So much was made in the media — as all things overblown tend to be — about the Saturday Night Live appearance of GOP Veep candidate and Moose Field Dressing Goddess Sarah Palin.

Palin, as those who may have watched SNL a time or two may know, bears a striking resemblance to actress Tina Fey, or vice versa. In fact, they look as if they were separated at birth. I watched the Palin appearance and I couldn’t tell them apart. The bit actually gave me a headache. It didn’t help matters that the skit wasn’t funny, as SNL has mostly ceased to be for the past 20 years.

I am sure Palin got something positive out of her appearance although I can’t figure out what it might be. I figure if anyone got screwed it was Tina Fey. But as its been pointed out, Palin hasn’t even held a news conference. How bizarre this culture has become.

Train parking lots may get a visit from the Man

Note: The content of this post was missing for a little while. I don’t know why. I guess it’s one of those things that happen to blogs. Sorry for the inconven … the inconvenie … the problem.


Our city’s so-called “alternative” newspaper, The Examiner, is this week examining trains blocking our local intersections for long chunks of time.

All of the streets routinely bottlenecked by trains are east-west routes which link the rest of Beaumont (Texas) with downtown. I have to drive on these streets almost every day for work or other reasons. I also go walking daily beside the switching yard which is the hub of all this railroad action.

It can be annoying having to sit and wait for as many as 30 minutes for rail cars to do whatever it they are supposed to do.

The Examiner talked to our mayor and city manager who say they plan to dust off a state law and a seldom-used city ordinance which prohibits trains from blocking intersections for more than 10 minutes in the case of the state law and half that for the city one. I mention dusting because the police haven’t written a citation for trains blocking the streets since 2004. A grand total of two tickets have been written during the past 10 years.

Obviously, if you absolutely, positively have to be somewhere at a certain time, the trains sitting there as you are sitting there can be quite frustrating. If the trains are extremely long ones, such as those full of military cargo headed to or from the Port of Beaumont, one has a choice of two ways to get around the trains. One is to head south on Martin Luther King Boulevard for two miles or so to the rail overpass at the College Street-MLK interchange. The other option to drive almost a mile north on MLK to Interstate 10. Either way will cost you time you don’t really have.

Although I would guess infrastructure and workload plays some part in the reasons these trains get stacked up, the public frustration has merit. And while I applaud the city government for wanting to do something, I don’t know if writing tickets will cause the desired impact.

The fines are, according to The Examiner, are between $100 and $300. If fines from such tickets, come out of corporate pockets, what would one want to bet that the railroads would just as soon take the ticket and pay the fine? Whether there are some steeper fines for successive offenses, I don’t know. My guess would be no. So we are stuck back at square one.

Perhaps the fact that the city will encourage citizens to report train violations and instruct police to write tickets (I’m sure officers have a little discretion) after 10 years of virtual inaction could be seen as a start.

If people are serious about something being done about this problem then they, we, I, should hold the city’s feet to the fire. Hey, I’m being figurative here. The last thing I need is for some nut to actually hold city officials’ feet to the fire because “that guy on the eight feet deep (again with the feet) said so.” If increased citations don’t reasonably improve the situation then the council needs to see what they can do about it. Hopefully, if additional steps are necessary the city and the railroad should arrive at some kind of compromise.

We need our railroads and we need access between downtown and the rest of Beaumont. And something needs to happen fairly quick because like someone once said: “Time is moolah” or something trite like that.

Ike, it turns out, wasn't a figment of our imagination


Workers apply blue plastic, or a “blue roof,” to a Port Arthur, Texas, home a month after Hurricane Rita in 2005. Photo by Ed Edahl/FEMA

My electricity was restored only a few days after Hurricane Ike hit the Southeast Texas coast slightly more than a month ago. The aftermath provided minimal hassle — no dodging debris, waiting for debris trucks to pick up brush, not many intersections without power thus traffic lights were working, not too long before many businesses were once again open — for me at least. All of this, I have to point out, is relative to Hurricane Rita which I experienced almost exactly three years before.

Last weekend I traveled down to Sabine Pass, in my same county but on the Gulf, where those folks who had been hammered by Rita were hit hard as well by Ike mostly from the devastating storm surge. Sabine Pass looked almost as bad after being hit by Rita in some respects and worse in others.

Unlike Rita, this storm provided more of a human toll in damage. Some of the folks who decided to stay on beautiful Bolivar Peninsula or Galveston Island have yet to be found. Unlike Rita, when several thousand were still missing three months after the storm due to snafus in keeping track of evacuees, some but fortunately not a staggering number of people who went missing from Hurricane Ike in our area will not be found alive.

Ike damage, if anything, was much more hidden than Rita. I know that sounds strange but the reason is that unlike during Rita, it took a lot longer for people to get the characteristic “blue roofs” on their house.

The Blue Roof program was started in 1992 by the federal government in response to Hurricane Andrew. FEMA got the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers to administer the program after Hurricane Katrina, which hit just a month before Rita.

It didn’t seem very long after Rita hit that every other house in town, here in Beaumont, Texas, where I live, had a blue roof. Perhaps that is exaggerating. A ballpark figure would be more like 1-in-3-to-4 roofs at least in my neighborhood. But the bright blue plastic roofs, which the federal agencies somehow want to make the point are “blue plastic roofs” and not “tarps” have just recently begun to show up on the top of area homes.

That has caused some controversy, that it has taken so long for the blue roofs to appear.

Homeowners whose roofs were bashed in like I noticed today, covered by blue roofs, weren’t the only ones who have been heavily affected by the wait in getting material or the program or whatever to Ike Land. Many contractors have traveled long miles to this area to put those blue roofs on and have not had the material, nor have they had the work to apply those plastic roofs.

I can’t, nor would I, place blame at this point on anyone for the delay. This is because, A) I don’t know all the reasons why it has taken so long for the blue roofs to get here and made available for contractors to put on roofs, and 2)There have been other hurricanes before Ike, mainly Gustav which was just an overcast day here but pretty nasty just a hair east of us.

Driving on Interstate 10 today on some of the elevated overpasses, I saw a lot more blue roofs. And I began to notice them more and more in neighborhoods. This was true even in my own neighborhood where I walk each day. Then, I saw one roof with a clear, plastic “roof” over its real roof.

Recalling that night when the wind was deafening and rain was blowing into my window, which I left open because the power went off early, I didn’t know Ike did as much damage as it did right here where I live. I kind of suspected it did. I wonder why Southeast Texas is becoming the new South Florida for hurricanes. And I hope folks can get this behind them and get their lives back to as normal as possible.

Beyond that, there isn’t much I can do for the moment except to sit back, try to put all the damage from both Ike and Rita (and Humberto and TS Eduardo) and say: “Wow.”