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9/17/2019 · 2:03 am· Trouble · Good Bye Blue Sky
sometimes waiting and watching is all you can do. The weather has been oscillating quite a bit this... | Read More

9/1/2019 · 1:30 pm· Jaime · Good Bye Blue Sky
It's summer. We don't adventure much in the summer. It's too hot & buggy. We hibernate and wait... | Read More

9/1/2019 · 2:25 am· Trouble · Good Bye Blue Sky
So how goes the summer of adventure? Inquiring minds want to know.... | Read More

6/6/2018 · 12:46 am· Michael (Net2007) · My friend, my friend, (s)he’s got a knife
I've often felt this way, it's strange and divisive times in many ways. As far as this goes, I... | Read More

7/12/2017 · 4:22 pm· Trouble · Half of Us Are Wrong or in the Alternative, Half of Us Are Right
I've been following the saga and cataloging links of interest that contain more than mere rhetoric.... | Read More


Fear Itself

Filed under: — Jaime @ 9:49 pm

NBC has this great new series running called Fear Itself. If you were/are ever a fan of shows like Alfred Hitchcock Presents (old or new), the Twilight Zone (old or new), Tales from the Crypt, or Amazing Stories, this will be right up your alley.

Fear Itself definitely represents the darker side of the anthology shows. The title of the show probably was your first clue, right? The best part of anthology series is that you can pick up anywhere and don’t have to play catch-up. Each episode stands alone. NBC, and their companion video site hulu, are both hosting episodes. Watch them while they’re still available. I notice they’ve taken some of them offline already. Fear Itself is VERY much worth your time.

You know a show is good when it prompts lengthy discussions between Mike and I covering topics such as zombies, how to kill zombies, and how to determine if one has become a zombie. Does a zombie has self-awareness? Plato and John Locke would be proud.

I know you’re interested now, beachcombers. Watch it or I’ll eat your brains.


2008 Presidential Debates: McCain vs. Obama

Filed under: — Jaime @ 12:11 am

Hey you wonky beachcombers – Mike has put together an exhaustive (and awesome) site for the 2008 Presidential Debates – here: Obama vs. McCain: 2008 Presidential Debate Information.

Check it out. It’s well worth you time. :)


Death Pool Update

Filed under: — Jaime @ 11:55 am

A hearty congratulations to nemov for scoring the latest point in the 2008 Death Pool.

Good bye Senator Helms. I can’t think of anything nice to say about Helms, so to honor Thumper’s mama, I won’t say anything at all.

Again, congratulations nemov for joining Cyan and me in the Deuce Death Club.

Chill Out, Child

Filed under: — Jaime @ 12:41 am

It must suck to be so negative. That’s what I thought tonight as we were on River Street, completing our annual ritual of watching a great fireworks show here in Savannah. The reason I had this thought is because of a very nasty old man who attempted (and failed) to ruin our fun.

As Mike and I were watching the Independence Day display on the Savannah River, an old(er) man and his fat wife were leaving during the height of festivities. He was obviously pissed off about something. Probably directed at his fat wife or his lame life. They were leaving just as the fireworks were getting underway. You immediately know something is wrong with a person if they are willing to leave when the fireworks are shooting off. When small children are involved, it is understandable. When it is an old dude and his fat wife, eh, my sympathies wane. Ok, become non-existent. Simply stated, there is no reason to leave during the middle of the show if there are no fussy kids involved. Old dude, however, had a chip on his shoulder and had to get out of there.

Old Dude, being the jerk that he was, stopped dead in front of Mike while he waited for his fat wife to huff, puff, and catch up to him. Mike politely said to him, “Excuse me. You stopped right in front of me. I can’t see.” Old Dude responds with a very nasty, “Chill out, child.”

First off, calling a man who is just months away from his 30th birthday as ‘child’ is a compliment more than anything. Trying to incorporate the ‘chill out’ just emphasized what an out-of-touch ass Old Dude was. Mike and I both chuckled at Old Dude, whose wife caught up and was poking him in the back to move on. A few steps on, Old Dude looks back as if to try and start something with Mike. I quickly interject with a sappy, cheesy, “Happy 4th of July!” He rolled his eyes at me and disappeared into the throng. I’m sure he heard us laughing at him as he moved on.

This incident both amuses and saddens me. What a sad, pathetic life one must lead that compels one to leave during one of the best fireworks displays in the nation. I can only imagine the self-induced stressful, upsetting lives that Old Dude and Fat Wife must lead. Sucks to be you two. If this was 230 years ago, we’d of probably tarred and feathered his type. We needn’t do that now. That he wallows in his own crapulence is enough vindication that my Independence Day was better than his.

Happy Independence Day, beachcombers!

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