Posted by pjsauter on November 19, 2015
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Like most of you, and all good Republicans, I was both saddened and outraged to hear that Paris Hilton was attacked last weekend thanks to President Wimpypants’ woefully inadequate protection of American broads. So I was greatly relieved when I realized that it was not Paris Hilton, but Paris, France that was attacked, and while it was actually Americans abroad that were in danger, only one of them (and Donald Trump’s deportation storm trooper force would have probably sent her back to Mexico anyway) was killed.
Posted by pjsauter on November 3, 2015
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I overcame sever apathy this morning and stopped by the good old firehouse to do my civic duty (really seems more like civic masturbation) and cast my ballot – which promptly caused a paper jam. I hope that’s not a sign of things to come.
Posted by pjsauter on October 24, 2015
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It’s not supposed to totally suck this weekend, so I really need to get a couple of things done. First off is to cut the grass one last time and maybe put the cab on (but maybe not – we’ll have to see). I also need to finish up some fencing. There’s plenty more to do, too, but if I just get those things done, I’ll be satisfied.
Posted by pjsauter on October 12, 2015
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Every year, some buffoon trots out the idea of doing away with today’s holiday (which is probably only a holiday for state and federal workers, but, hey, since I’m one of those I aint gonna complain). I have no real affection for Columbus (other than I kind of get a kick out of celebrating somebody who thought he was in India and gets credited for discovering a place where people were already living and where the Vikings were already playing football some 500 years before him), but we need more holidays around here, not fewer. So if you want to rename it “Native American Day” or something (think of the irony in that one – not to mention the holiday sales event on cigarettes and a free spin at the slots) that’s fine – just don’t take my day off away.
Posted by pjsauter on September 28, 2015
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I hope everybody got a chance to take a peek at last night’s Super Moon Lunar Eclipse. I wasn’t certain whether or not I’d be staying up to look at it, but the weather here was warm, the clouds (mostly) stayed away, and the moon got high enough above the trees just before 9:00 PM to light up the yard like it was daytime, so I figured why not (plus I took today off just so I could stay up late). A full-moon lunar eclipse when the moon is at perigee isn’t going to happen again until 2033, so this was quite possibly the last one I’ll ever get to see. It reminded my that I really ought to sit outside and look at the stars more often. And maybe even play with the telescope that’s mostly been gathering dust in a closet for the past few years. I’ll have to put it on my list of things to do.
Posted by pjsauter on September 22, 2015
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I’m at the point where, when I do something, I often figure I’m probably doing it for the last time in my life. I think I mentioned a while back that I bought a case of LED light bulbs because Home Depot had them for pretty cheap. I have CF bulbs in all my lighting fixtures at home (those that aren’t LED lamps, anyway), plus a pretty good supply of CF bulbs squirreled away in various places, so – assuming nobody breaks into the house and steals them – I’m pretty sure I’ll never have to buy another light bulb again.
Posted by pjsauter on September 8, 2015
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Except for the heat, that is. Much like Oklahoma, it’s gotten really hot and humid around here (not Oklahoma hot, of course, but yesterday was the hottest day of the year here at 93°, and today should be the third day in a row that it’s gotten into in the 90s). The normal high temperature for this time of year is about 75°, and it’s looking like we won’t get lower than the current 76°. So, yeah, for us, that’s hot.
Posted by pjsauter on August 26, 2015
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Here it is, my annual (sorta) lament to the end of summer. It’s a big day today, as not only is it freshman move-in day at SU (a sad day indeed, back when I used to work there – traffic instantly turned to shit, and there were suddenly lines to get into pretty much every establishment in the area), but the butter sculpture will be unveiled ahead of tomorrow’s opening on the Great NYS Fair. I will, of course, let you all know what it is.
Posted by pjsauter on August 12, 2015
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So, we’ve made it more or less to the halfway point of another five-day work week. This one started out with an exhilarating trip to the dentist, which (all things considered) wasn’t too terrible. I got an attaboy for my diligence and oral hygiene, and an appointment for my next cleaning in February (which sounds very cold to me). When I got home on Monday evening, there were only two dogs there to say hello, which is very unusual. Turns out the third one was camped out underneath a tree waiting for some varmint or other to come down and play. At first I thought it was a cat, but much to my surprise, it turned out to be a woodchuck.
Posted by pjsauter on August 5, 2015
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If you’re like me, when you hear the word “leo” you think of the International Space Station, because it’s in Low Earth Orbit. But this August one can’t help but think of the astrological sign Leo the Lion. Especially in light of that brave white hunter Bungalow Bill DDS (aka, Bloomington MN dentist Walter Palmer – just his practice is in Bloomington; he lives over in Eden Prairie should you want to drop by his home for tea and cookies) who bravely paid somebody to lure Cecil the Lion from a sanctuary so he could kill him with a crossbow. Congrats, doc. Now Bloomington is known for something even more nauseating than the Mall of America. I hope Ted Nugent needs a lot of grill work, ‘cuz I can’t imagine a whole lot of other folks will be seeking your dental skills. Though I suppose Michelle and Marcus Bachmann aren’t far away.