Friday, April 17, 2009

Siamese Cat Pics

I've tried for several days to get the cat in question to pose.

He won't.

Here's the only one that is somewhat decent. You'll have to imagine his lavender colored (and crossed) eyes.

Here's another where his eyes can just be seen...

He was a bit ticked off that I was trying to take a pic and not supplying him with a treat.

This is the one I wrote of before that wouldn't eat and was losing weight quickly. Turns out he had an urinary infection. The other cat is about twice his weight but is a bit afraid of him. PussTom can be an ornery cuss.

Friends vs. Texas Friends

Although I think this is true of Southern Friends, not just Texas Friends. 'Cause I know people who are like this in Texas, Louisiana, Alabama, Mississippi, Tennessee... I even know some transplanted Yankees like this. I know, that's hard to believe.

Received from TexasFred.


FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Always bring the food.

FRIENDS: Will say ‘hello’.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Will give you a big hug and a kiss.

FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Call your parents Mom and Dad.

FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FRIENDS: Will eat at your dinner table and leave..
TEXAS FRIENDS: Will spend hours there, talking, laughing, playing dominoes or cards and just being together.

FRIENDS: Know a few things about you..
TEXAS FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you.

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that’s what the crowd is doing..
TEXAS FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds’ back-ends that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, ‘I’m home!’.

FRIENDS: will visit you in the hospital when you’re sick
TEXAS FRIENDS: will cut your grass and clean your house then come spend the night with you in the hospital and cook for you when you come home.

FRIENDS: have you on speed dial
TEXAS FRIENDS: have your number memorized.

FRIENDS: Are for a while.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Are for life.

FRIENDS: Might ignore this.
TEXAS FRIENDS: Will forward this to all their Texas Friends and those who once lived in Texas

Proudly stolen from: Old Soldier

Friday, April 10, 2009

When Seconds Matter, Sometimes a 911 Operator Doesn't Give a Sh*t

...As this YouTube video demonstrates.
This was an operator in my town of Nashville. Lady, get yourself to a gun shop and an instructor ASAP. NewsChannel5 covered the story last year... Sheila, faced with an ex-boyfriend that had broken into her house and was threatening her with a knife, called 911.
When seconds matter, help from 911 is minutes away... You are the first responder!

The police didn't come.

Sheila called back, several times, and was told that the police were "en route." "I got one call that said they were en route to you and a more important call came up so they diverted to that call," Sheila remembered. Then, NewsChannel5 discovered that the officer eventually dispatched was diverted by a traffic stop.

That's right. A woman is being threatened - in her home - and the officer dispatched to help her is diverted to a traffic stop. Come to think of it, Nashvillians familiar with Police Chief Ron Serpas won't be that surprised. Many of us have observed Serpas' zeal regarding traffic control...

And at the end, when Metro PD showed up three hours after the first call, the operator says he doesn't give a shit.

"You know, right now I'm scared as hell because if anything happened to me now, I can't even depend upon them. Who do I... who do I... what do I do?"

Get a gun, Sheila. Find an instructor to teach you how to carry and use it. And when the bastard shows up next time, do the rest of us a favor and put us out of his misery. That may sound calloused, but...

Sheila: "Nobody's coming out here?"
911: "Yes, ma'am. As soon as the sergeant gets an officer available, he's gonna send somebody out there."
Sheila: "What, do y'all want him to kill me - so you can put yellow tape around me and say we got there just for the death? Is that it? I don't understand."

We want the yellow tape to be for him, not you.

Other 911 travesties in the Cracked story are the Memphis 911 operator that fell asleep during a call from a woman who heard someone tapping on her window, or hanging up on the woman caller who is actually being beaten during the call (YouTube HERE) with her scared children around her and in danger... "Call me back when you can talk to me." Yeah, as soon as she is done getting the crap kicked out of her and her kids kidnapped, she'll call you right back - if she and her kids aren't dead.

Women should be armed and knowledgeable about how to use the weapon(s). 911 is NOT reliable. Shoot the thug and let the police pick up the trash and write the report. You're doing us all a favor - and we'll all be grateful.

Hat Tip Via Arms and the Law. Graphics from

Stop! I Have a Restraining Order!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Pearson and the Caro-Kann

I'm stunned at the realization that one of the bloggers I follow had written an item on the Caro Kann and I had not mentioned it. Robert Pearson writes back on March 8 of this year, "After a brief period it occurred to me (I'm sure this is hardly an original insight) that the Caro-Kann is just an improved Center-Counter! WOW! I don't know why I never noticed it as a dedicated Center-Counter practitioner, but after 1. e4 c6 Black can play d5 on move two against anything, and maintain his full and fair share of the center."

Hey, maybe the Center-Counter is just an inferior version of the Caro-Kann...

I was reminded of his item by his latest entry about ChessVine.

Anyway, about playing 2...d5 no matter what White does on the 2nd move, that is true. Or you could play 2...g6 and make White's brain dissolve. Look, the Caro-Kann is a weapon and I'm happy to continue in the minority that realize the defense's potential. Welcome aboard, Robert!

Monday, April 6, 2009

Siamese Follow Up

Took the Siamese back to the vet (see previous post) and it seems all he had was a urinary infection. The anti-biotics are working and he's re-gained at least half a pound to his weight.

I was going to try to take a pic of him but the Blackberry battery is suddenly low... Maybe later.