Provided without comment – except to say that it doesn’t seem to be anyone we “know and love”. (smile)
No word if the “fine fellow” was humming this tune while driving around wired. (smile)
Provided without comment – except to say that it doesn’t seem to be anyone we “know and love”. (smile)
No word if the “fine fellow” was humming this tune while driving around wired. (smile)
Well, it seems I’ve been “exposed”. Yet again.
It seems the DRC, or perhaps a member thereof, thinks they know who I am. Yet again.
This time, a little birdie told me that they’ve “determined” I’m a First Sergeant. And they’ve also “determined” that I’m assigned to an Army Engineer unit.
Hmm. That’s odd. I don’t remember getting those assignment orders. I think I’d remember something like that.
I also don’t remember getting orders appointing me to be a First Sergeant in any Engineer unit. I think I’d remember that, too.
And I distinctly remember getting retirement orders some time back. (Looks at file copy.) Yeah, there they are. Maybe I should check my ID card to be sure.
(Looks at Retired ID card). Yep, ID card confirms it – I’m retired. Hmm. So, how in the world did I get assigned to an Engineer unit as a First Sergeant?
Gee, ya don’t suppose those morons fellows got things wrong yet again, do you?
Well, yeah: they did. For at least the 14th time, they’ve had a collective brain fart and misidentified another individual as being me.
Wait, scratch that. They’d actually have to have a functional brain to have a brain fart. Not sure they qualify on that score – even in aggregate.
For the record: I’m not assigned to any Engineer unit; I’m a retiree. I don’t know this guy they’ve identified as being me – hell, I’ve never met him. (I’m not going to name him here; he doesn’t need the grief.) And I don’t live anywhere near his unit’s HQ, either.
But nonetheless, the DRC claims that’s who I am. And considering their track record here . . . I’m not surprised.
Those fools couldn’t find their own butts with written instructions, both hands, two full-length mirrors, and a helper. It figures they’d screw up “finding” me one more time.
. . .
OK, obligatory recap. This is at least the 14th time the DRC has Fornicated Fido and identified some individual as being me. I’m pretty sure I’ve missed one or two of their bogus IDs along the way, so the real total is probably higher.
They’ve been wrong every freaking time. And they show no sign of getting any better with practice.
For anyone interested, this article gives a brief description of their last erroneous ID. This second article gives additional details concerning their other dozen “goofs”.
I swear, I think I’m going to have to post them step-by-step instructions. That’s probably the only way they’ll ever be successful at finding Hondo.
But I think I’ve figured out something else about whoever’s doing this: this song absolutely must be a favorite of theirs. Kinda descriptive of their obsessive mind-set, IMO. (smile) (Warning: lyrics around 2:15 and 5:43 may be briefly NSFW/around prudes, children, or clergy due to language.)
Footnote: In case you’re wondering about the piano work on the song, that’s apparently Ron Argent’s handiwork.
Helluva job, IMO. Really a pity he and the lads didn’t do more work together over the years.
From an internal DHS memo concerning issues with processing applications for refugee status:
“Refugee fraud is easy to commit, yet not easy to investigate,” the undated memo says.
The memo said there are clear instances where “bad actors … have exploited this program,” gaining a foothold in the U.S. through bogus refugee claims.
Gee – thanks, Captain Obvious. No one would ever have guessed that might be the case!
But that’s not even the “money quote”. That would be this one (emphasis added):
The U.S. has relaxed requirements for refugees to prove they are who they say they are, and at times may rely solely on testimony. That makes it easier for bogus applicants to conspire to get approved, according to the department memo, which was obtained by the House Judiciary and Oversight committees.
Yeah, you’re reading that correctly. Sometimes DHS simply takes people’s word for who they are and why they’re trying to get into the US if they’re claiming to be “refugees”.
The memo’s warnings were, of course, ignored by senior DHS officials – or perhaps never made it to them. One DHS senior official has claimed “never to have seen it”.
The Washington Times has a good article today discussing the subject. It’s IMO worth a read, even if it will p!ss you off.
Remember those roughly 30,000 work-related emails on Clintoon’s unsecured private email server? You know, the ones that were turned over to State for review by Clintoon’s lawyers in 2014? The batch of emails turned over by Clintoon’s lawyers was supposed to consist of “all of them” – right?
Well, it turns out that 2014 bunch wasn’t exactly “all of them”. Rather, it turns out that that first batch of 30,000 was only about 2/3 of the total.
State Department lawyers confirmed recently that the FBI has uncovered another nearly 15,000 emails sent by or to Clintoon at that “private” address while she was SECSTATE. This new batch of emails wasn’t previously disclosed. And they haven’t yet been reviewed.
State is currently “prioritizing” the appraisal of this new batch of email to see what can be released to the public.
This story at The Hill has more details. It’s worth a read.
Sheesh. If you or I had pulled this stunt, we’d be in jail awaiting trial. And we’d have been there for months already.
Some time back, a commenter here at TAH posted a rather, um, “interesting” video of a guy who “really liked” one particular automobile. If you’re curious, that video can be viewed here – though I’d suggest doing so where you won’t have to explain it to anyone who happens to see what you’re watching.
That was several years ago, and guy appears to have gotten away with it. But apparently someone in Dayton, OH, wasn’t so lucky recently. The guy in Dayton apparently got busted for doing the same thing to a red van.
I’d guess it would be a good bet that substantial alcohol consumption was involved in both cases. (smile)
Here’s a stunt you do NOT want to attempt yourself.
Man encases genitals in plaster, gets stuck
Why not, you ask? I mean, what’s wrong with making a cast of your . . . self for posterity?
Well, it’s like this. Plaster generates additional heat as it cures.
The dumb ass individual doing this had already warmed the plaster to around 158 F before applying it. That’s fairly hot to begin with – and as the plaster cured, it got considerably hotter.
As the man began to experience literal bratwurst, he attempted to remove the plaster. Unfortunately, by that point in time the plaster was rather well hardened. He was desperate, though – resorting to using a hammer and chisel, a saw, and even a power drill to free his trapped appendage.
He did eventually end up extricating his family jewels from their artificial stone prison. However, as he put it, “My (groin was) so hot, I thought they would turn into charcoal.”
The individual in question is a Russian blogger who goes by the name of “Boroda Dead”. He’s damned lucky that he doesn’t have to change his online moniker now to “Johnson Dead”.
Dolbo’yeb here apparently made a video of his ordeal, which has now reputedly gone viral. Sorry, folks – you’ll have to search the Internet yourself to find that video if you want to watch it. I’m not going to look for it.
Sheesh. Looks like we once again have more proof that the Refreshments were right 25+ years ago. But tell me: who’d have guessed that that famous aspiring rapper “1-DMF” had relatives in Russia?
Looking for something to watch tomorrow night? Well, if you can’t find anything else you could tune in to Fox at 8PM.
There you’ll be able to watch a man make a jump from an aircraft.
From 25,000 feet.
With no parachute, no reserve – and no wingsuit. He’s going to attempt to land in a net.
Yeah, he’s doing it in the Granola State. The location is an old movie “ranch” north of LA.
I hope the guy makes it. Even if he is a walking example of cojones muy grandes – y un cerebro muy pequeño.
I am not making this up. From FoxNews:
Hundreds of Bernie Sanders supporters are expected to stage a Fart-In Thursday at the Democratic National Convention meeting in Philadelphia.
An assortment of Socialists, beatniks, and leftwing rabble-rousers plan to consume massive quantities of pork and beans in preparation for the pungent protest.
Normally I’d say “YGBSM!” about a story like that. But given the intended “protest” activities, well . . . maybe that would be inviting disaster.
And God help us all if they find enough raw onions, chili peppers, pickled eggs, and stale beer to go with the beans. (smile)