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By Cullen

Here's the deal:

Weigh in on five different topics pick one as greater or less than another. Offer an explanation.

Here goes nothing. And I mean "nothing" sincerely, being late of a Friday evening.

Turnip > Congress

Pimple on my ass > Congress

Worm spit > Congress

Dog turd > Congress

Maggot puke > Congress

No explanations necessary.

Quote of the Day

From the Motor City Madman hisowndamnself:

In a crisis, hysterical, wrongheaded, ignorant people will squall and holler to "do something." Reasonable people with a modicum of intellect know that throwing a cinder block to a drowning person qualifies as "something", but surely it is the wrong something.

Via Caltechgirl.

Bunco night

I am consigned to the back of the house.

[sigh]

And unfortunately, there's no DVD player in the back of the house.

OTOH, there is a VHS tape player there. And I happen to have a fun movie on VHS. And even better, it's one I've seen before so if I crash early it's still okay.

With that and some of God's Own Brew, I'm set. Life is good.

UPDATE: Well, movie didn't happen. I got drafted to replace a sick gal. Won five bucks too, for most losses. Kind of an inverted Pyrrhic victory, I guess.

I am not worthy

I'm not. Not in the shadow of these people.

So yes, I watched it, this past Friday evening while the Sainted Bride was off to a function. A most excellent movie (Sheila, you are soooooooooo right, Alec Guiness is amazing in it!). But that's not what I'm talking about this evening.

I've been slowly making my way through another movie (as I get the time) for quite some time now, interrupted only by work and life and other movies (yeah, it's long). I've been thinking about a "Name That Movie" post because there is so much good stuff in it.

Well, the Sainted Bride is again off to a job fuction tonight so I popped it in the DVD player again and continued. And then I saw the words onscreen:

"Market-Garden"

And my blood froze.

A Bridge Too Far is the most riveting book I've ever read, leaps and bound over Number Two, The Onion Field. And when I saw those words ("Market-Garden") on the screen, I froze.

In the shadow of these heroes, I Am Not Worthy.

I think there's something Bingley's not telling us

But I'm sure he cuts a dashing figure in his tutu.

The Day the Music Died

Fifty years ago today

Buddy

Ritchie

Bopper

Rest easy, guys. We're still listening.

DUDE!

YOU SO FREAKIN' ROCK, JOEL!

I know where I'll be spending some quality time, first chance I get.