Monday, May 21, 2018

Happy 6th!

Mrs. Paco and I went to Virginia Beach this past weekend to help granddaughter Maggie celebrate her 6th birthday. Here she is taking a whack at her cake with a knife, and scarfing down pizza with her friends.



Happy anniversary, Bob!

Bob Mueller's absurd investigation celebrated its one-year anniversary the other day.

You ought to at least get a cake, Bob.



Update: John Brennan weighs in on President Trump's call for an investigation of John Brennan and his gang, and Paco World News Daily (PWND) is there to capture the ex-CIA chief's reaction:


"Stop enabling the kakistocracy!"

Sunday, May 20, 2018

The latest twist in gun control

Just refuse to honor credit card charges for services and products already sold.

Sunday funnies


From "The Week in Pictures" at Powerline

If the problem hadn't gotten fixed, the situation would have called for an unprecedented level of cooperation for the rest of their lives: "Wildlife officials rescue six squirrels with tails tangled together".

Bird version of dancing in the end zone.

I'm not sure this satirical piece is so far from becoming a likely outcome in the future: "Episcopal Priest Forced To Resign After Revealing He Believes In God".

Also from the Babylon Bee: "Bigoted Boy Scouts Welcome Girls But Still Exclude All 49,247 Other Genders".

Yeah, that sounds plausible: "Mutant Elephants with Woolly Mammoth DNA Might Save Us From Global Warming by Knocking Down Trees."



Friday, May 18, 2018

Happy Feet Friday

The Will/Bradley/Ray McKinley orchestra (McKinley on vocals) performs that sentimental ballad, "All That Meat, and No Potatoes".

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Have we reached peak Trump Derangement Syndrome?

Possibly not, but maybe we're closing in. Democrats and their allies in the media took umbrage at Trump referring to MS-13 thugs as "animals" (first, of course, they tried to squeeze some mileage out of the lie that the president was referring to all illegal aliens).

News flash to the rabid-wing of anti-Trumpers: this is how you get more Trump.

Assortment

Update and bumped: Gina Haspel has been confirmed as the CIA's first female director.

All I want for Christmas is...well, no, I don't need two front teeth. Maybe I can substitute this.

The war against the right to bear arms continues, on an increasing number of fronts.

One of the new, and more moronic, faces of the Democratic Party: Richard Painter.

A handful of journalists have distinguished themselves from their Democrat-hack brethren in their coverage of the Mueller witch hunt.

Apparently, some in the media think that MS-13 thugs are just misunderstood boys.

Well played, Seattle.

There's a surprise: "IG Horowitz Found 'Reasonable Grounds' FBI Violated FEDERAL CRIMINAL LAW in Bureau’s Handling of Hillary Investigation".

A "news item" from the satire site, Babylon Bee; I think it should become a genuine challenge to Democratic presidential candidates.


A little background

I know what a Sam Browne belt is...



...but just recently learned its history.

Old Paco wore one when he was a city cop back in the mid-1950s. Very dashing!

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Yeah, but what a way to go!

"Too much sex puts Australia marsupials on endangered list".

Southport, and the livin's easy

I took Daisy outside yesterday morning and found this fellow adhering to the front porch overhang...



That's a green tree frog, and not my last encounter with one that day.

The mailboxes for our neighborhood are centralized in one location about a fifth of a mile from the house, and are of the lock-box variety, requiring a key. Mrs. Paco and I walk there most evenings to retrieve our mail, and yesterday, after unlocking the box and extracting the three letters that happened to be in there, I was about to close the door when Mrs. Paco said, "Um, I don't think you got it all." I peered into the box and there was a small green blob - another tree frog. For a moment I thought the poor little fellow might have expired, but I saw his throat throbbing, so I picked up a stick and gently nudged him toward the opening, where he headed for the tall uncut.

Today, Mrs. Paco and I went to see a lawyer to update our wills. We were glad to find the attorney to be a man of experience, learning and wry humor, and, upon hearing that he should have drafts completed in the next couple of weeks, we assured him we would try to hang on long enough to finish the process. Then we took a stroll along the waterfront in Southport, which is on the Cape Fear River where it flows into the ocean. It is a lovely and picturesque little town, with well-maintained parks, lots of shops and eateries, and numerous covered tables and swings from which one can watch the river. Here are a few photos.







Here are some houses that reflect the typical architecture of homes alongside the river (at least one of them - I think the second house - is over 150 years old, if the little plaque by the front door is accurate).







Of course, aside from getting our wills in order, I had a strong ulterior motive for going downtown (good hot dogs and ice cream, I can report)...



I was hoping to run into this guy, but didn't see him around today.

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

John Oliver: "What elephant?"

What John Oliver knows about socialism could be engraved on the head of a pin, with room left over for the lyrics of the Internationale.

Dangerous threat to Chicago's mayor countered

Rahm Emanuel and the killer tomatoes.

Glad to see that hizonnor's porch has, once again, been made safe for democracy. Now, about the rest of the city...

Tom Wolfe, RIP

Journalist, novelist and brilliant observer of American culture, Tom Wolfe, has died at age 88.

Apparently, the security of the United States and James Comey's reputation are the same thing

James Comey claims that House Intelligence Committee Chairman Devin Nunes is putting the Republic in danger for...well, doing his job.

The above story appeared in a link on the sidebar at Ace of Spades, in which someone (presumably Ace) coined the hilariously appropriate moniker James "Ichabod Christ" Comey.

So, do they think they got a bargain?

Via friend and commenter Mike_W: "Pet dog raised by Chinese family for two years turns out to be a black bear".

Update: I really shouldn't make fun of these folks. I once bought a baby iguana at a pet store, and a year later I was stuck with this thing in my back yard...



Notice, also, the "Japanese quail" soaring in the sky.

Sunday, May 13, 2018

Sunday funnies

Do visitors have a choice? (Via Ace of Spades).



"It's a frame up!" (Via 90 Miles From Tyranny).



Dog plays hide and seek.



I can relate (Via Hi, I'm Liz).



Update: President Trump takes on the mullahs (scroll down at site for video).

Happy Mother's Day!



Best wishes to all you moms out there.

Friday, May 11, 2018

Perfect end to a perfect week

After dining on haute cuisine at one of the little restaurants in the St. James Plantation community where we live (I had a haute dog and fries), Mrs. Paco and I took a stroll on a nature trail that meanders through a maritime forest and marshland behind the club. A gorgeous day in Carolina, filled with bright sunshine and the fragrance of pines. Here are some photos from the trail...









Here, Mrs. Paco contemplates the strange twist of fate that has stuck her with a husband who insists on dragging her into the mosquito-infested wilderness...



We picked up a brochure today that, among other things, lists many of the birds to be found in Brunswick County. I don't claim to have identified any by sight, but I find the names of some of them intriguing or amusing or both and hope to get a glimpse of some of these eventually: the greater scaup (not to be confused with the lesser scaup); the worm-eating warbler; the dark-eyed junco; the eastern-wood pewee; the boat-tailed grackle; the lesser yellowlegs whimbrel and the least sandpiper.

Happy Feet Friday

Time to move the table and roll the rug up. Here's a pile-driving mid-50s rock 'n roll number by Clyde McPhatter and the Drifters called "Let the Boogie Woogie Roll".

Thursday, May 10, 2018

Moral: don't be a Dick

Or "Dick's", rather, not if you want to maintain credibility in the shooting community. Dick's Sporting Goods not only decided to stop selling so-called "assault" rifles and high-capacity magazines, it also decided to destroy its inventory of same, and to replace its Washington lobbyists with gun-control activists.

At least two firearms manufacturers - Springfield Armory and Mossberg - are terminating their business relationships with Dick's.

More to come, I imagine.

Update: MKS Supply has also cuts its ties to Dick's.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Libs are trying to float another career-balloon for Hillary

Why, yes, given her outstanding reputation for honesty, transparency, fairness and political savvy, I think Hillary Clinton would make an excellent replacement for Eric Schneiderman as Attorney General for the State of New York.

New Yorkers like to act tough and street smart, and then they embrace politicians who treat them like sheep (or dirt). California's got a head start, but I think both states are basically circling the drain.

Probably a coincidence

Three months after I depart Washington, DC, it is now declared to be a "cool city".


"C'mon, man, you sayin' I ain't hip?"

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

With America's withdrawal from the Iranian nukes "deal"...

... Obama's legacy is looking a little thin.

Bruce, in the comments: "Obama was almost as good a negotiator as Hans Brix."

What a perfect excuse to post this video (language alert).

Monday, May 7, 2018

Who am I to buck science and experience?

Read the latest from our modern Paul Revere, Kurt Schlichter: "Why Science and Experience Command That You Buy an 'Assault Rifle'".

Eric Schneiderman takes role playing to next level

Eric Schneiderman has resigned as New York's Attorney General in the wake of charges of physical abuse by (at last count) four women.

He claims the violence was consensual "role playing". Now he gets to play a new role: former Attorney General who resigned in disgrace.

Assortment

Haw! "Austrian Economist Stops Keynesian Economist".

Bob Mueller gets gavel-whipped by Judge Ellis. More here from Alan Dershowitz.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but John Kerry's no longer in charge of anything, is he?



So, what you're saying is that something good may come out of the Mueller investigation.

Funny how the redactions in redacted documents always seem to favor the narrow personal interests of the intriguers of the Deep State.

From the always-interesting David Thompson, here is a link to a site which has a short, but fascinating, video of a snow storm on a comet.

Sunday, May 6, 2018

Sunday funnies



Via Ace of Spades:



From the world of sports, a dung beetle face-off (via David Thompson).

Grumpy Cat wins $700 thousand lawsuit.

From Powerline's "The Week in Pictures".



Perfect analogy (courtesy of Bad Idea T-Shirts).



Of course, sometimes balloons are awfully hard to let go of.

Saturday, May 5, 2018

Car show!

Eric's Diner - home of the best burgers in town - sponsored a car show this weekend, and me and the missus went and wandered around checking out some awesome vehicles. Here are a few photos (click to enlarge).

I'm pretty sure this was not the original factory paint job for this 1939 Chevy Coupe.



Elegance in a small package: the 1935 Hudson Terraplane.



Here's a 1932 Nash.



I don't recall ever seeing one of these before: a 1961 Ford Starliner.





A gorgeous red 1935 Ford Flat Back.



Muscle cars were also represented. Here are, respectively, a 1968 Dodge Super Bee and a 1969 Plymouth Roadrunner.






I've always wanted a 1940s Dodge DeSoto - but, frankly, not this one.



And this is a highly customized God-knows-what.

Friday, May 4, 2018

Ghost ship

Here is a short video about the discovery of the Confederate blockade-runner Bendigo in the Lockwood Folly Inlet, a few miles from the Paco Command Center. I had no idea, but indefatigable internet explorer (and friend and commenter) Mike_W thoughtfully brought this to my attention. Well done, Mike!



Here's some additional information.

Providing a little context: Wilmington, NC (about 30 miles north of Southport) was the last significant Confederate port, holding out until captured by the Union Army in February of 1865.

Hey, Bob Mueller

Lloyd Billingsley has a few questions for you.

Happy Feet Friday

Here's some post-war R&B for you hep cats and fly chicks from the Lonnie Lyons combo (1949).

Thursday, May 3, 2018

To my "Australian" readers

Ok, guys, where do you live really?

The law of tooth and claw

Although we live in a suburban development, it is hemmed in on all sides by forests and marsh land. Danger lurks in the shadows of the woods. Just yesterday, while walking to the mailboxes, we narrowly escaped being mauled by this unidentified, but obviously savage, beast (click to enlarge - if you dare).

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Pardon my drool

A 1938 Packard Roadster (via Seraphic Secret). A friend of mine actually has one of these, in Canary Yellow.



On a totally unrelated topic, I took a couple of .41 Magnum revolvers to the range this morning (a Ruger Blackhawk and a S&W Model 58), and the shooting gloves I ordered from Amazon made all the difference. No more busted fingernails or bruised fingers. Yay!

Mama Doc

One of Grandma Ada's favorite stories was about the time she caught her daughter Abrose - at the time 6 years old - posing in front of a mirror. Aunt Abby had draped a quilt over her shoulders to form a robe, and had stuck some dandelion flowers in her hair as a makeshift crown. Grandma never failed to crack up as she repeated, in the highly melodramatic tone Abby had used when uttering the phrase out loud while regarding her person in the mirror, "The Queen of all America!" To the end of her life, Abby, God rest her soul, blushed and grinned sheepishly whenever Grandma told the story. You see, Aunt Abby understood the great chasm that exists between childish fantasies and the actual realities of our lives, and was mildly embarrassed to have been caught out, even as a child, in a perfectly normal, but, nonetheless, farcical (to an adult) pretense.

Not so Michelle Obama, who still fancies herself a member of what passes for American royalty: "Michelle Obama Declares Herself America’s ‘Forever First Lady’".

A level of self-regard ten feet tall and made of Kevlar.

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

I have nothing to add

"Hero Cowboy Catches Giant Dinosaur Alligator Blocking Traffic Near a Whataburger" (H/T: Mrs. Paco).

Letter from Junius to John Brennan



Sir:

Apparently the possession of a physiognomy resembling that of the late Emperor Vespasian has led to the stuffing of your thoughtbox with notions that you also possess, in large measure, that noble Roman's authority, wisdom and gravitas. It is my duty as a citizen of this Great Republic to broadcast wholesale that you are suffering from folie de grandeur, so that, in the public interest, your enormous balloon of self-regard might be brought safely to earth, and your declamations from on high seen for the ravings of a fabulist whose intellectuals have been gravely disturbed by too-long an exposure to the thin air of naked partisanship.

And it is a partisanship of the darkest and most sinister sort, engorged through a lifetime of immersion in the worship of the State and the arrogant kimbawing of the defenders of individual liberty. From the vantage point of many years of observation and study of history and politics, I can say that there are few things that any longer surprise me; however, your own rise through the ranks of what, with increasing irony, is labeled “intelligence”, should not fail to shock and repel the sentiments of honest men, be they never so discerning. In the salad days of your career, you managed to flam your interlocutors at the Central Intelligence Agency into accepting your explanation of a youthful vote for the American Bolshevik presidential candidate, Gus Hall, as the rash act of an unlicked cub. You proceeded to climb the ladder of promotion on rungs of mendacity, sycophancy to like-minded progressive parasites, and collusion with foreign powers. You lied to the Senate, joined in a cabal of other perfidious government operatives to manufacture a scandal of illicit cooperation between Muscovy and our new president, and have set yourself up as a national scold, with your glimflashy and absurd Tweets, which reveal little more than that you are a dab hand at thumbing through a dictionary (one can well imagine the glint of long-awaited triumph in your flinty eyes as you finally stumbled upon an opportunity to drop “kakistocracy” into one of your public utterances – as well as shake one's head in amazement over the paucity of your introspective powers to recognize yourself as possibly the most fully developed modern exemplar of that form of government).

Sir, you have recently asseverated, with all of the bitterness of the unceremoniously dismissed servant, that President Trump will be “swept into the dustbin of history”. How...revealing that you should have cribbed a phrase from Trotsky to describe an eventuality you so obviously wish to see come to fruition. In despite of your confidence, I venture to say that you and your coterie of intriguers do not command a broom large enough to accomplish the deed, nor, even if you did, the competence to wield it effectually. No, the President is not bound for the dustbin of history, but I am willing to wager that your revolting obloquy will prove to be nothing more in the end than polemical night soil, suitable for the nurturing of the noxious nostrums that will ever only, may it please God, flourish in the hot house of the radical imagination, but remain as a stench in the nostrils of all citizens dedicated to the sacred principles of liberty and justice under the law.

Junius