The wife and I are off to the coast for our 10th anniversary celebration, because nothing says “I’ve committed myself to you for a decade now, and I our love continues to grow stronger with each passing year” quite so much as having dirty hippies dressed in spunk-crusted ponchos hitting you up for loose change outside some San Francisco head shop.
Keep the place buzzing, people. Buzzing like spunk-crusted panhandlers high on the hash who’d blow you for a Big Kahuna burger and a Diet Dr. Pepper.
To get things started, here’s Harsanyi, who sees ominous implications in what might otherwise seem all fun like. Then there’s the Supreme Court once again telling the 9th Circuit to stick a banana in its tailpipe.
Anyway, enough with the politics. Wish me luck. And if I see Clint, I’ll tell him you all said “hey.”
(h/t TerryH)
update: Some parting Wednesday Zen.
More heartache. Wayne State University may do away with it’s journalism “Helen Thomas Diversity Award.”
Wayne State University’s journalism school honors local media professionals annually with the Helen Thomas Spirit of Diversity Awards, established to “recognize her role in promoting diversity in media and issues of race in America,” Booth Newspapers reported Tuesday.
Nothing screams censorship like a woman losing such an honor for uttering diverse thoughts as Jews, go home. But, Wayne State is keeping the scholarship named after her. Cooler head prevail, apparently.
Tell Clint that he needs to give the politicos in DC some “squinting” lessons; so they can invoke that classic Eastwood spaghetti western contemptuous glare when they finally decide to start staring seriously at reducing thyeir spendthrift budgets before the entire nation goes chapter 11!
Y’all have a great time on your vacation. Congratulations on 10 years of marriage.
Well, they’re not ALL hippies … (not one tie-died t-shirt in my daughter’s wardrobe!)
But what a great place for some vacation time. Go to Johnny Foley’s Irish House and hoist a few Guinesses in celebration.
Congrats and many happy years to come, boss. My best to you and your bride.
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That place sounds about right for me, Darleen. Thanks!
On the drive down towards Monterey, think of me when you see the WalMart off the highway just north of there. That’s where we stopped to buy new clothes for the kid who decided to projectile vomit all over herself, the other two occupants of the backseat, and much of the interior of the rental car. Hopefully you have a better time. Congratulations on 10 years!
A WalMart? On the central coast?
I’ll spit at it! Philistines.
Congrats! Have fun, y’all.
ICONOCLASTS!
She’s very emotive, I think. Plus, she doesn’t have a penis. What’s not to like?
Congrats on 10 years and have a great time.
Congrats, and have a big time. I am so jealous that you will be in my old stomping grounds.
Other ominous implications worth noting:
Re; the Harsanyi piece. All the Washington ones calling for her head seem to be concerned not with what she thought but that it was exposed for public view. Shame culture thinking.
I care not what she thought but do care that it was common knowledge among the journalist crowd and oh so carefully papered over so as not to be seen by the public. It is not the “crime” but the cover-up that is the worst thing.
Jeff G.
Wishing you a wonderful 10th.
The pecking order issues over White House press room seating, exposed by Thomas’s sudden departure, are interesting though, wot? That interest is perhaps not sufficient in itself to overcome Harsanyi’s (and Dr. K’s) just objections to the silencing of unorthodox views as bad precedent, but under the circumstances, interesting nevertheless. The society of the high political press deserves some attention now and again.
Regarding the 9th Circuit link:
The Court has ruled here on similar First Amendment grounds to it’s recent McCain-Feingold decision.
But I don’t think this is a free speech issue. I think we have a jurisdictional problem. This case should never have come before a Federal court. Arizona should be free to conduct it’s elections as it sees fit, to include finacing issues. This underscores what’s wrong with Incorporation Doctrine as a new example of Federal control over what was supposed to be the domain of the States.
Congrats on the 10th JG, enjoy the seafood.
congratulations jeff and missus.
If you pass through Santa Cruz, let me know if you want Boardwalk (seaside amusement park) tickets. Sorry I can’t offer Monterey Bay Aquarium.
I think you can see my E-mail either here or in Paypal.
I just hope Jeff and Mrs. Jeff are able to return from behind the Silicon Curtain to the free(er) world.
Dude. I will help keep this place buzzing. But with a little more class than a dirty smelly San Francisco hippie-person can muster. This is PW, after all; and as a long time commenter I think I have a little claim to plank-ownership, and I like to keep my places squared away.
Oh. And Happy Anniversary. Don’t worry – we hit the ‘dillo up with a couple hundred cc’s of happy-happy-joy-zzzzzzzz that LTC John had brought over the ‘stan years ago – we got him duct-taped into a nice ball and locked down tight.
Your shower has been cleaned – we needed to do that before we filled it with ice for the kegs (two there, two waiting) and we are going through your music collection right now as we get this rave (rave? back in my day we called it just another post-camp night at Camp Dearborn Youth Camp*) underway. Bj is supposed to bring the hard stuff, JD is to bring the fireworks (strictly legal somewhere on earth), and GeoffB has mapped out the response times of the locals, so we can keep it cool for the drive-bys.
Don’t worry about your property value. When we are done it will match that of your neighbors in the impact zone.
*Any place that can drop a Scotsman, an Irishman, a Yugoslavian, a Dutchman, and a couple of Englishmen on the floor due to excessive alcohol consumption while the Americans (who matched them on that keg before going for the vodka) are playing football inside the lodge (tackle) with a loaf of bread as the football is a place that trains young men well. (The girls weren’t going so bad either, definitely keeping their end up. This was pre-kareoke, but I’ll be damned if they didn’t pick out discs to play so they could (slurringly) wail along with them.)
Damn – that was a great party, made only greater because the Palestinian Democratic Youth Organization had rented tents (1989) in the youth camp and had the other lodge for their gatherings. So we cleaned up the other lodge, got the walk-in fridge and other fridges running, got the kegs, got the liquor, and – European (England, Germany, Scotland, Ireland Netherlands, Yugoslavia), American, Antipodean (we had an Australian and a New Zealander) or Asian (we had a counselor from Hong Kong) – we lit up that night with the greatest alcohol-fueled fun contained in one wooden, screened building that I can recall. Nothing was lit on fire (for which I am thankful, because I was actually the responsible adult there then – the one who bought the kegs), but it was utterly, reverently, awesome.
Oh. I got distracted and started rambling like those with extreme alcohol damage to their brains do.
Jeff – you and the missus have a good time. You won’t believe the condition of this place when you get back.
Take your wife, with.
Happy Ten, dude.
You going to Carmel? Awesome. I used to live in Pacific Grove and Monterey. Love the area. Some of the most beautiful scenery in the world. I’d move back there in a heartbeat.
That Walmart’s in Seaside, I believe. Just north of Monterey.
Congrats on the 10! My wife and I are coming up on our 15th in July. Time flies when you’re
bound and gaggedhaving fun!While you’re in Carmel, head north to Santa Cruz and check out the boardwalk.
While you’re in Carmel, beat up a few commies for me. They’re really easy to find, since they’re everywhere.
Excellent choice! I’ve got many fond memories of Monterey, weekends off from Ft. Ord, swilling beer and feeding peel & eat shrimp to the dolphins at Fisherman’s Wharf. Okay, so some of those memories are a little foggy.
Happy Tenth, and many more!