Free At Last

26 08 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

After a riot-free and largely problem-free overnight in the Fergaza Strip, I think it’s safe to say that the thrill is gone.

Which means I start my blogging vacation now.

So, unless there’s some big drastic news, I will see you in exactly one week.  I am planning on an important post as my first when I return to blogging — It’s something that just about all of you have wanted to know for two years.

And also, thank you all who have driven this blog’s traffic numbers to record levels.

C-ya.





Small Size Me, Please

5 08 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

I’ll be in Sedalia for the entire run of the State Fair, from Thursday to the Sunday after next.  Probably there will be no rodeo clowns this year to make the fair a little more lively, although the rodeo clown last year was hardly a big deal at the fair, it was only a media-driven obsession outside the fair.  I didn’t even see it.

When I get back, I’m going to take the occasion to make some hard choices (yes, Hillary, hard choices) about downsizing my digital life.  It’s just taking up too much of my time and yielding me too little positivity.  I’ll probably read fewer blogs and comment only on a select few.  But don’t worry, the snarkiest blog on the internets isn’t going anywhere.

Here’s what got my mind running in this direction:  A few days ago, someone recommended that I start reading this blog that I’ve heard about here and there but never looked into.  So I did, and I wanted to wait a few days before I decided whether to stick with it for good and add it to my blogroll.  And now that I’ve had some time, I’m wondering why I even wasted my time with this person.  He (I guess it’s a man) seems to find any and every problem, fault or deficiency with every example of right-of-center street theater, street activism, flesh pounding and pavement pounding, if he doesn’t and outright despise it doffing all sense of reason in the process, and instead of that, his great ideas for activism are hanging out on Twitter all day long and sending borderline harassing Tweets to our enemies, which they’ll never read, or if they do, they’ll cry uncle and get Twitter to send us to Twitter jail.  What he basically wants is the rightist analogue to the same kind of hashtag activism that the left has turned into a banal artform.  I surmise he’s under 30, and therefore, proof of RJP’s “almost everyone born after 1977 is useless” axiom.

And here I am, seriously reading this bilge.

I won’t say the blog’s name, except to say that I’m not referring to Vox Day, although when it comes to that one, I skip all of his apologetics for the invented people.

If I was wasting my time with this unnamed blog, maybe I should reevaluate some of my other daily stops.





Need a WordPresshead

31 07 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

For about the last two months, I have been unable to submit any comments on any WordPress-based blog, either self-hosted or on WordPress.com, other than my own.  Which means I can’t leave comments on Angry White Dude, Jew Among You, Mindweapons in Ragnarok, among many others.

Is this is just a matter of one or two easily correctable settings?





“Happy”

25 05 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

I hate it when people wish me a “happy” Memorial Day weekend.

It’s not a joyous occasion, assholes.

This one tomorrow is going to be a bit hard on me, too.  For now, starting this M/D, I have two uncles to visit at JB, not just one.





VA WTF?

22 05 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Desk

Timing couldn’t be better for this.

Got a piece of snail mail from the VA today addressed to your snarky blogmeister.  The letter thanked me for my service, then proceeded to inform me that medical care provided for the VA complies with the Affor-DUH-Bull Care Act, aka ObamaDontCare.  It also included a color booklet along the same lines, with the personal narratives of various people, they were all suggestively either black or Hispanic, about the great care the VA provides, and along with that a paper application for VA medical benefits and a BRM to send it in.

There’s just one little problem.

I’m not a vet.

So why does the VA think I am?

Which leads me to my next question:  If this non-vet got this mailing, then it’s likely that other non-vets got it, too.  Is the VA on the sly trying to get non-vets to sign up for VA health coverage, maybe to goose up the number of people on it to create a political buffer against eliminating it, considering the current VA scandal?





Yellow Ribbon

7 05 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Hotel Room

By the time this day is over, I’ll finally be home.  The legislative session ends in nine days, and the firm thinks there’s no further use for us to stick around.

I’d call my first state legislative session as a public relations and lobbyist hack/parasite to be moderately successful in terms of what I’m paid to do, but disappointing in terms of what I wish I could convince people to do on the side.

It has been a grind, far more mentally than physically.  Nevertheless, I will have the rest of this week and the weekend to recover, and I intend to catch up on a lot of lost sleep.  Next week, we’ll lick our wounds, then since it’s an election year, we’ll wait for whichever candidates and whatever groups pushing for or against ballot issues wants to hire my firm.

And as for Jefferson City, I’ll see you in September, for the special legislative session.





Ugh

31 03 2014

Your Blogmeister’s Breakfast Table

Thirty-seven.

It’s a prime number.

And a completely legally and socially meaningless one.

Thirty-one is also a prime number, but it’s also the minimum age to be the Governor of Kentucky.








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