The Global Exclaimer Gone Wild!!

Most of staff on vacation on the coast of Texas

Riding in car: Frater Bovius, Madame Boverie, Froggy, and two more people yet to be determined.

Stowed in back of Global Exclaimer Suburban: beach wear, alcohol, fishing gear, food stuffs, travel humidor, Barista Espresso Machine for espresso and cappucinos.

Alcohol acoutrements: Bombay Sapphire Gin, Vermouth, Travel Martini glasses, martini shaker, blender, vodka, Mudslide mix, Pina Colada fixins, olives.

Contents of Humidor: Perdomo Cabinet Series S; JR Alternate Padrons; JR Alternate Monte Cristo #2s; Cuban Cohibas, Romeo y Julietas, Punch Grand Crus. Enough for three a day for the duration (though, being a man of moderate appetite, two a day is probable.)

Contents of beach house: Two grandmothers for cooking. 8 couples. 3 unattached children.

Daily agenda: Wake up at some point. Eat something. Recline on the beach. Drink and smoke and swim and fish. Eat at sporadic intervals. Nap. Sleep. Contemplate the serene majesty of ocean and sky. Recall Spanish saying: "How beautiful to do nothing and to rest after."

Alternate activities: Read, stroll on beach, turn over and bronze other side.

Side attractions: Cell phones inoperative. No house phone. No newspaper. TV will mysteriously fail for duration, unless someone really really needs to play Grand Theft Auto.

Posting to continue upon return.

Daver's Grocery Tales

I am going to use this space to shamelessly plug my own blog! For a while now, I have been documenting some of the funny, bizarre, and downright sad events that have occurred while I was on duty in my previous life as an Assistant Manager in a grocery store.

I invite everyone to visit (www.grocerytales.blogspot.com) and comment as you see fit. Granted, my blog may not be as thought-provoking as the Glob Blog, but there may be something there you might find interesting.

I will try to post at least once or twice per week.

Daver

Can't We All Just Get Along?

What ever happened to the days when the President of the United States was our president? It seems that those days are gone. Nowadays, you hear all kinds of people claiming “He’s not my president!”

More disturbing than that, however, is the venom with which people speak of our current Commander-in-Chief. In a good portion of America, there is downright hatred for the man. I can’t believe some of the things I hear people say.

I have heard President Bush compared to Adolf Hitler, he has been likened to being a terrorist, he has been called a liar, and some people are claiming that he knew the September 11 attacks were coming and did nothing to stop them, supposedly for personal gain.

Come on! How ludicrous are some of those accusations? The man lives in this country, his family and friends live in this country, etc.

You folks in the GOP don’t get out of this one easy, either. Remember some of the awful things said about President Clinton? How he supposedly sent troops to Kosovo to cover up his sexual indiscretions, etc.? I will admit that I have been guilty of calling him the “Commander-in-Heat” on more than one occasion.

The nation is becoming more polarized almost every day. We are so focused on name calling and party bashing that we are creating more hatred, rather than focusing on the issues. How about focusing on the issues and hearing what they have to say, instead of hating either one of them?

I don’t know about you, but I don’t know either one of them personally, so I don’t feel like I have the right to hate them. I can only agree or disagree with their record or their ideology and vote accordingly.

I urge everyone to get educated on the serious issues of this campaign and make an informed choice this November!

This is how Madame Boverie travels.

MY WAR - Fear And Loathing In Iraq: One Enemy K.I.A.

MY WAR - Fear And Loathing In Iraq: One Enemy K.I.A.

Sometimes you need a teaser to get you interested. So, here's a teaser, if you will forgive the choice of words.

After you absorb the post, read the comments. I especially would like to point out the comment by "this we'll defend". This is real shit, and two men talking and dealing with real shit. We have a unique window into a world probably only protrayed in the past through stories by the likes of Hemingway. Read the current Hemingways live.

Marijuana

Okay, I have an interesting question. At least interesting to me.

If most Vietnam vets smoked pot, then most of them probably did it because they liked how they felt when they were high. If smoking the pot (ganga, wacky weed, thaistick, sinsemilla, red hair) did not create a high, I deduce they would not have continued smoking pot. Keep following me here. Now, I am certain that you can only get high by smoking it yourself. However, you can either smoke it right, the way you do it to achieve the desired results, which is inhaling; or you can not inhale it and never get high, rather than waste your time smoking it for no reason.

Which brings me to my question. If 'nam vets got high, what are the odds Kerry did? And, did he inhale? Did he ever smoke a Cheech and Chong joint? Think of all the pot he can buy with Teresa's money? Wow, he can even sell it and gain revenues... tax free. Wait, I think I might be onto something. Maybe Bush's plan cuts into his ability to make money on the side selling dope to other countries... blowing his cover and making him broke and potless. Finally, another reason for this lifetime politician to run for President.

Did you ever hear the story about one of the band members from Pink Floyd who did a hit of acid and never came back down from his trip? I wonder if that is possible with pot? I wonder if that is Kerry's excuse for all his flip flopping? Yo dude, I forgot I voted for that.

In case you didn't already know... From Uncle Buck

Uncle Buck wrote:

Very interesting!

Did you know the 9/11 commission report is free on line? There is an
exec summary that you can get through pretty quickly (24 pages). The
full report is available as well. I have my opinions, look at this and
give me yours

9/11 report

How the Spiritual Advocate gets around.