Teh Squeaky Wheel
Another downside of the worldwide doggy door shortage:
Good morning Fatwa!
Paddy--I would have thought that catapults would be illegal in our golden state.
I agree with Sven. I think they have been used in as many crimes in California as those .50 caliber weapons they have tried so hard to get off the streets.
Have siege machines and .50 BMG rifles together murdered as many people in California as San Francisco politicians?
Hai, Sven and Mac!
Have siege machines and .50 BMG rifles together killed as many people as San Francisco politicians?
Freakin’ Twinkies have killed more. 🙂
DON’T BE DISSIN THE TWINKIES, MULLET BOY!!!!!
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, Sven, and Mac!
I’m sorry, gentlemen, but you’re trying to bring facts to a discussion of California’s weapons laws. That just won’t do!
I’m sorry, gentlemen, but you’re trying to bring facts to a discussion of California’s weapons laws.
They’re stubborn things. 😉
I bear no personal grudge against Twinkies; just referencing the infamous “Twinkie defense” of teh murders committed by S.F. Supervisor Dan White. (Which I suspect you knew and were deliberately ignoring because naughty Mac.)
Also, I’ve not had a single haircut since the wedding nearly five years ago.
I just put a pork shoulder on the grill to smoke. I let it dry brine for two days this time (instead of one) and I’m trying larger chunks of wood for smoking. We’ll see how this batch of pulled pork turns out.
Hope it’s mega-nommy, Mr. O’.
(Had I not just eaten a very satisfying homemade burrito, I’d be a lot more envious.)
The shoulder is now resting, the broccoli slaw has been mellowing in the fridge, and the sweet potato fries are awaiting their fate. Teh Older picked up a growler of a local California Common style beer that should go quite well with dinner. He also made a couple of pound cakes according to the ancient (1700’s) recipe: 1 pound of flour, 1 pound of sugar, 1 pound of butter, 1 pound of eggs. They are absolutely delicious (technique is key!).
Unlike Fatwa, I shall go forth and get my (formerly) ginger locks shorn.