Saturday, July 26, 2008

Bush or Batman?

Can you figure out who said it? Bush or Batman?

(And as an aside, it's really kind of sad when the New Yorker could learn a thing or two about satire from Comedy Central).

Does no one think spelling is important anymore?

I pulled into the commissary parking lot yesterday next to a Suburban that had the following pasted on both backseat side windows:

Pussy's drive Fords
Chickens drive Dodges
Real men drive big box
Chevy Trucks

Now leaving aside the reason why one might feel they have to have such a message in 200 point font letters on both sides of the damn car, mightn't the driver realize that Ford drivers will be less insulted with the glaring plural error (plus misuse of an apostrophe)?

Or do you think I'm the first that noticed?

I swear, next time I see that truck, I'm going to do some correcting with a big, red Sharpie.

It's stories like these that make me fear for the human race.

It's Botox for you, Dear Bridesmaids

Have we really become so shallow? Wait, don't answer that. I don't think I really want to know.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Overheard at the PX.

"Did you hear about John Edwards?"

"Did he get named Obama's VP?"

"Uh, no. He was apparently caught meeting up with his mistress and love child."


"So the news reported."

"Wow. And a kid, too?"

"Yes. Who must have been born all while his wife was battling cancer. Nice, huh?"

"What the hell is it about politicians and love children? Can't they afford birth control? I mean, John Edwards is a liberal. He's the one pushing for real education about safe sex. You'd think he'd learn a thing or two about practicing it."

Screw my diet...

I'm making enchiladas. And not your Old El Paso variety either. My grandmother's green chili enchiladas with lemon cream sauce. They take all day to make and there is usually at least one chili-related injury, but, boy, are they worth it.

The lemon cream sauce is the best part. And even though my grandmother would kick my ass, it's so easy to make, I'll share it:

1/4 cup butter (salted)
2 tbsp flour
1 cup chicken broth
1/2 tsp lemon juice
1 cup creme fraiche (sour cream will do)
Salt and pepper to taste

Melt the butter and then add in the flour to make a roux. Stir so it doesn't stick. Add in broth and lemon juice and stir over medium heat until thick. Remove from heat and add creme. Stir until blended. Season to taste.

The sauce works with just about any kind of chicken dish. And it is mmmm, mmmm good.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Fun timewaster.

Check out Photofunia.

I just put CPT Dick's photos on Angelina Jolie's t-shirt. I think he will appreciate that.

Monday, July 21, 2008

OK, this is just wrong.

Say Anything is 20 years old. TWENTY!

When the hell did I get so old?

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Was she trying to be ironic?

I received a package from my mother-in-law yesterday. It was a "Super Mom" t-shirt. She stuck a sticky note on it that said:

[Daughter] gave me this for Mother's Day but it didn't fit. I thought it might fit you better.

I'm just going to ignore the fact that it was a XXL and laugh at the unintended compliment.

Add this to the "Tell me something I don't know" file

As wars lengthen, toll on military families mounts.

Note that they don't mention anything about FRG volunteers. Or how much the Army is relying on said volunteers. *sigh*