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H&I Fires* 26 July 2008

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[Comment/permalink problem on this post fixed - FbL]

Heh.  Caption this:
Caption this puppy!
H/t, Boquisucio.

Snerk - this is me, when I get home.  Except there's usually more than one of 'em...

 



-H/t, SWWBO -the Armorer

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Grim writes about this presidential campaign's disconnect from reality.  He points out several cases, including that it turns out the "girl from Bangladesh" is more than a rhetorical flourish.

Fascinating look at a new possible contributor to Autism... - FbL

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And, continuing on the political trek for the day, Susan Estrich (of all people) echoes some of my own comments from my early morning post on McCain the insurgent:

Once he gets past the convention, McCain will run a better campaign. He will run as an insurgent, an independent, a man who defies labels, the guy who championed immigration reform and stood up to his colleagues on the left and right (remember the Gang of Fourteen that broke the logjam on judges), the guy who is tough enough and experienced enough to be president. If he's within a few points now, he will be stronger then. 

 - Kat (h/t Hot Air)



 

*A term of art from the artillery. Harassment and Interdiction Fires. Back in the day, when you could just kill people and break things without a note from a lawyer, they were pre-planned, but to the enemy, random, fires at known gathering points, road junctions, Main Supply Routes, assembly areas, etc - to keep the bad guy nervous that the world around him might start exploding at any minute. Not really relevant to today's operating environment, right? But, it *is. The UAVs we fly over Afghanistan and Pakistan looking for targets of opportunity are a form of H&I fires, if you really want to parse it finely. We just have better sensors and fire control now. Of course, now I have to call them UAS's, because someone got a Legion of Merit for the name change.Anyway, I call the post H&I Fires because it's random things posted by me and people I've given posting privileges to that particular topic. Another term of art that might be appropriate is Free Fire Zone.

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Hey! I've got proof of how true that youtube is...
 
I think you should caption that, John. And send it to Cassandra.
 
You'll do *anything* to sneak a thong joke in, won't you, Boq?

 
caption: "Oh sure! Nothing for Inge last night but NOW you stand to attention?!!!"
 
The presumptive Democratic Presidential Candidate struts his stuff, at San Francisco's 39th Annual Gay Toy Soldier Revue

***should have kept his chippendale velcroed rip pants tucked away in his wardrobe***
 

If I'd only worn the white boxers, no one would have noticed.

 
I so wanted to post that Youtube video of a movie clip or something where the cop unzips his pants, throws his side arm up in the air, catches it between his legs and opened fly, and procedes to fire it by hip thrusting it towards the 4 criminal-thug-targets. One thrust, one shot.

But I never saved it.


 
On the autism thing: Hell, turnabout's fair play! We pale Celtic people in FL get lots of skin cancer. Why the hell are there Somalis in Minnesota, anyway? Yeah, I know, free government goodies. Socialism used to work in Minnesota because hardly anybody ever took advantage of it, being ashamed to sponge off of other people. I'll be over at VDARE. P.s. A little bit of the "A" is good for you. If it weren't for my autie traits, I'd be _really_ goodfernuthin. Of course it would be nice to get laid once in a while.
 
John,
I have giggled about that cat cartoon all day long. EVERY time I've stopped to sit down today, my cat, Claire, has been all over me.  Half the time I try to get on the computer, she lays down either on my arms or the keyboard.
TOO FUNNY!
 
Now that cat cartoon was funny.  And, like the armorer, I have four (yes!  I am a cat lady) who alternately try to climb all over me or hiss at each other.  The cat butt in the face in a classic along with climbing up and over to sit on the chair behind me.

How funny is that?  Cat's all over the world ...an evil society.  LOL
 
Sadly, I have only one kitty, a grumpy old bachelor (surgically enforced in his case) like myself.
 
this cat movie is wonderful :o) 
reminded me of my late cat, my mom would tell him to sit and wait until she finishes to watch the movie and he would climb behind her on the sofa back and sit there, quietly waiting, until she moves... then all bets were off LOL
 
Cats seem to know when you're not giving them the attention they deserve. Thus they figure out ways to make you pay attention to them.


 
Now that I can see the pic, it's obvious what's wrong; the buckle at the intersection of the cross belts is skewed 90 degrees wrong on every one of those guys. I would have been SO gigged for that in my high school band! I'm sorry, I don't think you should be allowed to wear gaudy uniforms unless and until you've actually done the nasty icky, and all. Unless you're a bandsman, of course. Weer speshull! And, at least one of us here is under the Anheuser bush.
 
Oh, caption! Ok, here goes:
You can make me an officer, but I'm still an introvert!
 
That's the thing about us aviators -- we're a constant source of embarassment to the other branches.

Just thought I'd get that in before John woke up.
 
You noticed those wings, eh?  A few inches shy of 27 on that zipper, though.
 
Face it folks, despite their age and race, the two don't fall to[o] far from each other.

Some MIckey Dick said that to Bill concerning me and him. Which I found hilarious, and I'm mentioning this cause I was re-reading the comment now that Cassandra has closed the thread.

M got blocked by the spam filter that also blocked me, but M started talking about how he got "denied access" for objectionable things he said.

All in all, I think Cass should have left the trash to be taken out by us two, instead of disturbing her delicate and gracious thoughts with the likes of Mig (the perternaturally shot down bogie). If she's going to read his comments, at least she should have read my last comment about Jeff, it was a masterpiece, if I may say so myself.

I guess in the end, Bill, the reason why we fell from the same tree in close proximity to each other, even if I am from Proxima Centauri and you are from Hades, is because we both have to take out the trash once in awhile.


 
To get back to captions:

"Dang, I hate marching behind equestrian units!"
 
(facepalm) I just now noticed the wardrobe malfunction. Sorry, I tend not to look at that part of guys' bodies. Besides, it's rude to do that.
 
If you try to look at what he himself is looking at... then it's all natural and not your fault ; )