Going for the Gold!

I am not one for national teams.  But here ya go!

In honor of the USA v Japan Gold Medal match in soccer today, August 9, 2012 (same date the US dropped the atomic on Nagasaki).  I give you the above.

Fixed the poster to not be so bigoted and added something for the ladies!

Vamos USA!!!!

Can't make this up: the Mount Rainier, Maryland edition

I knew when we bought our house, in Mount Rainier, Maryland, we were moving into a mixed neighborhood of artists, aging hippies and blue collar plebes.

Being the social guy that I am, I subscribed to the neighborhood/city's yahoo group listserve to learn up on the locals, the politics and the general goings on.

Most emails inquire into good contractors, rumors about our city government and the giving away of free garbage.

The listserve received the below email last night from Joanne Kirsch, enjoy its simplicity:



I wonder if her animal needs to stop smoking or lose weight?  Or maybe is suffering from depression...

If you want to subsribe to utter whackiness that is the Mount Rainier, MD yahoo group listserve, feel free it is open to all and not moderated:

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Coffee just not doing it today.. But man oh man what a weekend

Had a great weekend.  Rode 15 miles on the bike trails of PG County.

Why is that when I brought this up in conversation with a co-worker (who is from racist Prince Williams County, VA) she immediately asked, "Was it safe"?

White people, who have never lived in an urbanized area, are whack.....

Which leads me to an observation I had while on my 15 mile bike escapade.  Where are all the white children at????  Sunday was a beautiful fall day.  Each and every playground that I came in contact with (PG County bike trails connect several smaller parks with actual playgrounds with jungle gyms and all) was thriving with children.  All whooping and hollaring as they were having fun.  The only thing absent... NO WHITE CHILDREN.  Where were they?  I know my neighborhood and the towns surrounding it abound with children who are of the caucasian variety. Since it was beautiful, kids should be flocking to playgrounds with swing sets and slides and monkey bars.

Do white children  (or more to the point their parents) just not do public parks?

Sad.

The Ninjamonkey3000 bat cave is no more.

1117, the long time home to Mighty and the Ginger ( who is no longer a Ginger, for several years now) can no longer be considered our cave.

As of July 18th, 2011, we can now be considered part of the sect of home owners. No longer are we foolishly handing cash ($120,000 at last count) to another homeowner in order to conduct our top secret experiments in urban living. 

We decided to pack up and move to the 'country.'  Nights are filled with the sounds of tree frogs and chicadas battling it out for the top spot at Top of the Pops. 

We have gone country peoples: with rain barrels, compost piles, a screened in porch and basement crickets.  Large (very) basement crickets sing us to sleep each evening. Each morning we discover the carcasses of dead crickets, half consumed by our companions in crime: Gus and Camille our faithful and deadly, and armed with laser eyes, CATs.

Honestly, our country consists of three blocks across the DC line in great county of Prince George's. Our fair little 'city' full of the blue collared, hippie fetishizers, dabblers in the arts &  art professionals.  While we might only be 3 blocks from our former municipality, it is a world away with a fiercely outside the beltway mentality (who cares if we're 3 miles inside the beltway, HA!!)

Anyway... that's what's new... among other things... which I WILL get to eventually.  So please keep checking back and let me know what's up and what you are thinking.

Bye for now.

Mighty!!