Monday, October 29, 2012

Good-bye cruel world!


That's me there, right in the path of 'Frankenstorm' as they're calling it. I live on a peninsula and will probably be stranded and without power for a week. Fortunately I decided to take a vacation this week. What fun I'm having. So, if this is my last post ever, you'll know why.

And on that note . . . .

Installed a new beer cup holder in my pool


Don't know who this babe is, but I see her all the time . . . on the web, that is, not in real life.


Now this is my girlfriend in real life. Alright, alright . . . my pretend real life.


I've heard of cameltoe, so this must be aguileratoe.


Scarlett Johannson and her entourage.


I used to have a pair of Converse high tops like that.


GOOD GOOGLELY-MOOGLELY!!!


Heh, heh. Yes I do.




And last but not least . . . .



See-ya !!!

(maybe)


Saturday, August 25, 2012

Neil Armstrong dies, 82



Neil Armstrong, the astronaut who became first to walk on the moon as commander of Apollo 11, has died. He was 82 years old.

Armstrong commanded the Apollo 11 spacecraft that landed on the moon July 20, 1969. His first words after becoming the first person to set foot on the surface are etched in history books and the memories of those who heard them in a live broadcast.

"That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind," Armstrong said.

(Armstrong insisted later that he had said "a" before man, but said he too couldn't hear it in the version that went to the world.)

The moonwalk marked America's victory in the Cold War space race that began Oct. 4, 1957, with the launch of the Soviet Union's Sputnik 1, a 184-pound satellite that sent shock waves around the world.

Armstrong was among the greatest of American heroes, Obama said in a statement.

"When he and his fellow crew members lifted off aboard Apollo 11 in 1969, they carried with them the aspirations of an entire nation. They set out to show the world that the American spirit can see beyond what seems unimaginable — that with enough drive and ingenuity, anything is possible," Obama said.

The manned lunar landing was a boon to the prestige of the United States, which had been locked in a space race with the former Soviet Union, and re-established U.S. pre-eminence in science and technology.

The 1969 landing met an audacious deadline that President Kennedy had set in May 1961, shortly after Alan Shepard became the first American in space with a 15-minute suborbital flight. (Soviet cosmonaut Yuri A. Gagarin had orbited the Earth and beaten the U.S. into space the previous month.)

"I believe this nation should commit itself to achieving the goal, before the decade is out, of landing a man on the moon and returning him safely to Earth," Kennedy had said. "No single space project in this period will be more impressive to mankind, or more important to the long-range exploration of space; and none will be so difficult or expensive to accomplish."

The end-of-decade goal was met with more than five months to spare.

For Americans, reaching the moon provided uplift and respite from the tumultuous events of the Sixties including the Vietnam War, strife in the Middle East, and social unrest at home.

In all, 12 American astronauts walked on the moon between 1969 and the last moon mission in 1972.

Armstrong was born Aug. 5, 1930, on a farm near Wapakoneta in western Ohio. He took his first airplane ride at age 6 and developed a fascination with aviation that prompted him to build model airplanes and conduct experiments in a homemade wind tunnel.

As a boy, he worked at a pharmacy and took flying lessons. He was licensed to fly at 16, before he got his driver's license.

Armstrong enrolled in Purdue University to study aeronautical engineering but was called to duty with the U.S. Navy in 1949 and flew 78 combat missions in Korea.

After the war, Armstrong finished his degree from Purdue and later earned a master's degree in aerospace engineering from the University of Southern California. He became a test pilot with what evolved into the National Aeronautics and Space Administration, flying more than 200 kinds of aircraft from gliders to jets.

Armstrong was accepted into NASA's second astronaut class in 1962 — the first, including Glenn, was chosen in 1959 — and in 1966, commanded the Gemini 8 mission with David R. Scott as his crewmate. On their fourth orbit, they made the first-ever docking in space with another spacecraft -- a maneuver the still-untested Apollo project would need to get astronauts to and from the lunar surface.

Minutes later, though, the spacecraft began to tumble wildly out of control, apparently because of a broken maneuvering thruster. It was a dangerous moment -- a 6,000-pound ship, moving at 17,500 mph, spinning and turning end-over-end once a second. Armstrong ended the emergency by using a second set of thrusters. Mission Control ordered the astronauts to land as soon as possible, and after 10 hours of flight they splashed down safely in the Pacific.

When Project Apollo began, Armstrong was assigned to command one of the first six flights. NASA had a system for rotating its crews among flights -- one served as backup crew for a mission and then actually flew three flights later -- and nobody knew how many test flights would be needed before the first moon landing could be attempted.

Armstrong was backup commander for the historic Apollo 8 mission at Christmastime in 1968. In that flight, Commander Frank Borman, and Jim Lovell and Bill Anders circled the moon 10 times, and paving the way for the lunar landing seven months later.

It was happenstance that made Neil Armstrong one of the most famous names of the 20th century. If the order of flights had been different, or if Apollo 9 or 10 had run into trouble, Apollo 11 might very well have been a practice run for the first lunar landing.

More than a million people crowded the Florida coast to see the liftoff on July 16th 1969.

Liftoff was flawless, and three days later the astronauts arrived in lunar orbit. On the morning of July 20, Armstrong and Aldrin took their places in the landing ship Eagle, leaving Collins to run the command ship Columbia. They fired Eagle's main engine to slow themselves toward the moon's surface, aiming for a landing site on the Sea of Tranquility.

As they came in on final approach, Armstrong later reported, he saw they were in trouble. Eagle's computer was steering them right toward a crater, with boulders the size of cars. Armstrong took over manual control. Fuel was in short supply, but he hosed out more, skittering a few hundred feet above the lunar surface in search of a clear spot to land.

Finally, Aldrin called out, "Contact light" -- a signal that a five-foot-long metal probe, protruding from Eagle's landing legs, had touched the surface. The ship gently settled. Finally, Armstrong came on the radio.

"Houston, Tranquility Base here, the Eagle has landed."

"Roger, Tranquility," Apollo astronaut Charles Duke radioed back from Mission Control. "We copy you on the ground. You've got a bunch of guys about to turn blue. We're breathing again. Thanks a lot."

After making sure Eagle was in good shape for the return trip, he and Aldrin put on their bulky backpacks and prepared to open the hatch.

It was 10:56 p.m., Eastern Daylight Time, when Armstrong backed down the ladder of the Lunar Module and then planted his left boot in the lunar soil.

"That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind," Armstrong said.




Twenty minutes later his crewmate, Buzz Aldrin, joined him, and the world watched as the men spent the next two hours bounding around in the moon's light gravity, taking rock samples, setting up experiments, and taking now-iconic photographs. Their crewmate, Michael Collins, orbited overhead in the Apollo 11 command ship, Columbia. They received a phone call from President Nixon, and planted an American flag. An estimated 600 million people — a fifth of the world's population — watched and listened to the landing, the largest audience for any single event in history.

"The sights were simply magnificent, beyond any visual experience that I had ever been exposed to," Armstrong once said.

Armstrong carried a camera, mounted on the chest of his spacesuit, and took some of the most famous pictures of the century. Aldrin did not have a camera -- so, in one of the ironies of the space age, almost all the still pictures from the Apollo 11 moonwalk are by Armstrong, not of him.

After a fitful night's sleep, the two men lifted off from the lunar surface and rejoined Collins in Columbia. They splashed down safely in the Pacific on July 24, 1969. They were greeted with ticker tape parades, and went on a 22 nation tour.

After that, Armstrong tried his best to resume a private life.

He served for a few years as a NASA manager in Washington. He taught engineering at the University of Cincinnati, not far from his birthplace. He served on corporate boards. He was appointed to the panels that investigated the Apollo 13 accident and the Challenger disaster. He declined almost all requests for interviews, and stopped giving autographs when people sold them for thousands of dollars.

He suffered a minor heart attack in 1991. His wife Jan divorced him in 1994 and he soon married Carol Knight. In 2005 his authorized biographer, James R. Hansen, wrote, "Neil Armstrong today seems to be a very happy man -- perhaps happier than at any other time in his life."

(This post was copied and pasted from several news stories)

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Clean Dishes Inspire Dirty Limerick

The other day my wife and I were washing dishes when she accidentally splashed some soap suds on me and said something like "Oops I got bubbles on you". Upon hearing the word 'bubbles' this limerick started rolling off my tongue without thinking about it:

There once was a stripper named Bubbles,
Whose very large breasts did give her troubles.
44 double E,
They had to be.
And though she played tennis alone,
She still played doubles.

My wife couldn't believe I just made that up on the spot, but I did. What does she think I am? Some pervert that just sits around thinking up dirty rhymes? . . . . . Well, I did just make it up on the spot. I swear.



20,000 Pageviews! In just 4 years!

I just happened to check my stats and saw brian's free fall had 20,002 pageviews. Granted, that's since I started this blog some 4 years ago, and I know some blogs get that in a week or even in just a day, but even still, it felt good to see that. Like looking down at your speedometer just in time to see it roll from 9,999 miles to 10,000.

Blogger offers things to get your blog noticed by others but I don't do any of that. I just post things when I fell like it, about whatever I feel like. But to those of you who have visited, Thank You and I hope you got some kind of enjoyment from it.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

A Beautiful Day








    It’s a beautiful day. The sun is out. The blue sky is dotted with cottony white clouds. It’s warm, not hot like it has been for most of the last month and a half. There’s just enough of a breeze to throw off what little heat does try to hamper your enjoyment of this beautiful day.
    This is a day for lying in the grass, and imagining elephants and horses and ships in those white cottony clouds. A wonderfully relaxing and lazy Sunday like this is conducive to allowing your thoughts to wander towards the irreverent, and hence, you daydream. When I was a child I believed that there was another whole world up on those clouds, and that the people lived in castles and rode dragons, and that they would walk to the edge of their cloud and look down at us ants down here on the ground. How fun and exciting that must be to do. Those lucky cloud people. I would lay there in a field near our home for hours trying to see those cloud people staring back down at me, but I never did.
    I wondered why no one else talked about them. After all, the jet planes that streaked through the sky, so very high up leaving new clouds in their wake, surely they must see them. But I never heard about them on TV, and we never talked about them in class. I finally asked my mother and she told me that clouds were like fog and couldn’t hold anything up. I thought that was ridiculous. I could see through fog. Of course it couldn’t bear any weight. But you can’t see through clouds. Obviously they’re thicker. It really made me question my mother’s wisdom and brought into doubt everything she’d ever taught me (in the whole four or five years I‘d been alive that is). So I kept my thoughts about the cloud people to myself.
    Over time I began to doubt that they existed. I should have seen at least one by now. Or glimpsed the tip of one of their castle towers. In school we learned about clouds and I came to realize it wasn’t true. But even still, the first time I ever got a chance to fly, when I was nine or ten, and that big jet plane lifted above the clouds, I had to look out that little window for my castles, not really expecting to see any, just wanting to make sure it had all been my imagination. And they weren’t there, and that four or five year old in me was disappointed.
    Now, I’m almost fifty years old, and have flown many times in my life and have repeatedly verified the nonexistence of those castles. But as I lay here in the soft green grass of my freshly mown yard, and look up to that beautiful blue sky with the white cottony clouds, I still can’t help but wonder how those cloud people can hide themselves and their castles so well.



Sunday, August 5, 2012

Random Crap

 Castle Romeo


 Devil's Throat


 When I'm dead I don't want to be buried in a scary assed place like this.


 What I saw right after he said "Man, you probably shouldn't be eating those".


Rio - if a city can be considered Paradise, this is it.


 Someday Im gonna have one of these dogs and I'm gonna name him Roscoe.


 Bad Ass Bird


 This is what happens to kittens who lose their mittens in my house!


 Gives new meaning to getting the bull by the horns







These last six pics don't really need a caption, but if you want one how about

"Daaaammmmn!"


Saturday, June 2, 2012

Dey B Hate'n On Kimmy K!

Kim Kardashian has a new photo shoot in the Hispanic edition of Esquire that shows some cleavage (See below) .... and people are in an uproar! I don't get it. Celebs do this all the time and nobody cares, but Kim does it and it's all over the Net, news, gossip mags, blogs, etc. What is the big deal?

Don't get me wrong, I'm no fan. I think she's hot (although her face is starting to look way too waxy from all those operations), but I also think she's selfish and shallow. Maybe that's why people hate on her so much. She's rich and famous because she's got a big butt, and that's it.

 Check out the comments under the pic. I love the last one.


 







Gotta admit it. She IS hot.


Monday, May 21, 2012

Cowboys 2012 Schedule and my Predictions


I'm calling for them to go 11-5 and make it to the Conference Championship, but lose. I just don't think these Cowboys are Super Bowl contenders.


I wish I'd said that



Ability is nothing without opportunity.

   -- Napoleon Bonaparte


A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.

   -- Martin Luther King, Jr.


All things truly wicked start from innocence.

   -- Ernest Hemingway


As I would not be a slave, so I would not be a master. This expresses my idea of democracy.

   -- Abraham Lincoln


Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.

   -- Bill Cosby


Duty is the essence of manhood.

   -- George S. Patton


Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.

   -- Albert Einstein


Democracy is worth dying for, because it's the most deeply honorable form of government ever devised by man.

   -- Ronald Reagan


When I was born I was so ugly the doctor slapped my mother.

   -- Rodney Dangerfield


A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.

   -- Winston Churchill


I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.

   -- Nelson Mandela


Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul.

   -- Marilyn Monroe


All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.

   -- Walt Disney


Sunday, May 13, 2012

And the Bloodbath Continues

From today's AP news:

49 bodies left on Mexico highway

MONTERREY, Mexico (AP) — Forty-nine decapitated and mutilated bodies were found Sunday dumped on a highway connecting the northern Mexican metropolis of Monterrey to the U.S. border in what appeared to be the latest blow in an escalating war of intimidation among drug gangs.

Mexico's organized crime groups often leave multiple bodies in public places as warnings to their rivals, and authorities said at least a few of the latest victims had tattoos of the Santa Muerte cult popular among drug traffickers.

The bodies of 43 men and six women were found in the town of San Juan on the non-toll highway to the border city of Reynosa about 4 a.m., forcing police and troops to close the highway.

Nuevo Leon state security spokesman Jorge Domene said at a news conference that a banner left at the site bore a message with the Zetas drug cartel claiming responsibility for the massacre.

Domene said the fact the bodies were found with the heads, hands and feet cut off will make identification difficult. The bodies were being taken to Monterrey for DNA tests.

Nuevo Leon state Attorney General Adrian de la Garza said the victims could have been killed as long as two days ago at another location, then transported to San Juan, a town in Cadereyta municipality about 105 miles (175 kilometers) west-southwest of McAllen, Texas, or 75 miles (125 kilometers) southwest of the Roma, Texas, border crossing.

De la Garza said he did not rule out the possibility that the victims were U.S.-bound migrants.

Mexican drug cartels have been waging an increasingly bloody war to control smuggling routes, the local drug market and extortion rackets, including shakedowns of migrants seeking to reach the United States.

A drug gang allied with the Sinaloa cartel left 35 bodies at a freeway overpass in the city of Veracruz in September, and police found 32 other bodies, apparently killed by the same gang, a few days after that. The goal apparently was to take over territory that had been dominated by the Zetas. Twenty-six bodies were found in November in Guadalajara, another territory being disputed by the Zetas and the Sinaloa group.

So far this month, 23 bodies were found dumped or hanging in the city of Nuevo Laredo and 18 were found along a highway south of Guadalajara, Mexico's second-largest city.

In April, police found the mutilated bodies of 14 men in a minivan abandoned in downtown Nuevo Laredo, along with a message from an undisclosed drug gang. Also in April, the tortured and bound bodies of seven men were dumped in the Pacific port city of Lazaro Cardenas along with messages signed by allies of the Sinaloa drug gang.

Officials last year found 193 bodies in mass graves in the Tamaulipas state town of San Fernando. They were believed to have been migrants killed by the Zetas drug cartel. Another 72 migrants, many of them from Central America, were found slain in San Fernando in 2010.