Unexpected Finds - Due South

Sweetheart and I were shopping Friday. She was looking for useful shit, and I was chauffeuring, carrying, poking around.


(And still being bloody thrilled by the fact SHE'S HOME!)


In my role of poking around, I was looking at the DVD cheap-ass bin, $5 copies of Teh Little Mermoid, Snow White and The Seven Gnomes, Transformers - Rise Of The Fallen, garbage movies and knock-offs, sometimes you find something cool.


I found something cool!


All three DVD seasons* of Due South, five bucks each. Love this show, great characters, fun, action, fan-tas-tic soundtrack (Canadian stuff, Tragically Hip, Captain Tractor, Sarah McLaughlin, Stan Rogers, keerist they are good soundtracks).





There is a (fairly spendy) box collection that I was going to get (but luckily had not yet), but the transfers supposedly have technical problems. I've watched one full disk so far and sound quality and picture are excellent, and there do not to seem to be any soundtrack deletions/substitutions. Serious stroke of luck, for me, Imma thunkin!

*Two abbreviated seasons were put on one DVD because american TV networks are dumb.

Bavarian Whisky - FTW!

Going back to this post, I wondered whether or not Germany has any sort of  high end distilled soda, like bourbon, scotch, Irish whisky. Beer and wine, of course, and wonderful beers and wines at that, but I am sort of limited to hard liquor due to carbs. 


Whilst in Yurp, my sweetheart read that post and decided to take action.

SLYRS


Bavarian Single Malt Whisky, 3 years old.


Its made in small batch and can be hard to get in stock, she found it in a liquor store in Garmisch, after returning to check for it a few times.


Review. Very sharp, tangy, fairly heavy - probably not a summer whisky, would be perfect on a nice cool fall day. The website suggests tasting with dark chocolate. I don't have that option, so I wonder about black bread with sharp cheddar, venison maybe.


Thanks, Honey!!!

Kill The Fatted Calf! (Updated)

Its been a tough week.

Scott Walker survived recall handily. Mitt Romney accused the president of making his Rice Krispies soggy. Teh Repugs successfully filibustered the Paycheck Equity Act. Florida will be continuing their purge of the voter rolls. More body parts have arrived at Canadian schools from the serial killer. The Catholic Church re-affirmed that they are nothing more than another political arm of the Right, slapping down a nun. I've been sick as hell, and have settled in for a nice long course of bronchitis.

My wife returned last night after 11 days away.

It's been a great week. 


*Update: My original post title, "Thursday Morning Coming Down", while not original by any stretch - Johnny Cash is God - may have been subconsciously plagiarized from Mr. Bogg and so has been changed. 

"Those Nuns And Their Social Justice! We Need A Jihad!!!"

Maybe the nuns should trying boinking 10 year old boys and redeem their image with Rome.

The Vatican on Monday sharply criticized a book on sexuality written by a prominent American nun, saying it contradicted church teaching on issues like masturbation, homosexuality and marriage and that its author had a "defective understanding" of Catholic theology.

Defective. Ummm, I don't think that word means what you think it means, Pope Prada. Jackass.

Big Day In Badgerland

I posted this in FaceyourmortalityBook yesterday:

Wisconsin people, get out and vote tomorrow. Take off work to vote. Ask for a ride. Do whatever it takes. Get to the polls. Show them the people will not be used, abused, subjugated, and walked on by the rich. Protect your rights, your communities, your neighbors, your families. Make a noise that drowns out their lies. The rest of us are looking up to you for inspiration tomorrow! VOTE!   *

Today is the recall of Scott "Slurp" Walker, current governor, future convict and focus of a series of documentaries, possibly by Ken Burns, maybe Roger Corman, on Rodentophiles. The Democratic Party has gone out of its way to lose this recall - no major contributions from the DNC, no highly placed presidential surrogates speaking (ooooh!, but they did get Debbie Wasserman-Schulz, a figure known and beloved by easily 6 or 7 Wisconsinites), and they ran a Blue Dog-style mayor who lost to Walker in 2010 and has spent a rapid few weeks trying to convince labor that he has always had their back for the last few weeks. Walker has had a 25 to 1 money advantage, even after making a few contributions to a legal defense fund. And yet, with all this, it is close, and winnable. Can you imagine the bloodbath if the DNC had even pretended to care, if a real Dem had won the nomination? Gaahhh, why can't these jackasses pull their collective head out of their ass?!?!?


*Response, incidentally, was crickets. Tried to be polite, I've taken quite a bit of grief on FB regarding "parading my politics around family members who don't agree with me." Fuck that noise, anyone who knows me knows I'm a huge commie and that I don't give a good goddammit if it bothers 'em. I'm always ready to [verbally] rumble. Bring it or hush.

Damn, I Miss My Wife

Day 10 of my captivity. The Commandant is on my bed, giving me 40 lashes...


...with her tail, and purring. 


My sweetie has been in Yurp for 10 days now, returning tomorrow, and the gods of air travel, jet lag, and employment have created a situation such that we really won't get to talk much until Friday - GODDAMMIT. 


My part of her vacation, the blackjack and hookers part, has been interrupted by a week of New And Improved Death, Microwaveable, Now With Retsyn ©®™, leaving me with the much more necessary but far less hookery tasks of chauffeur; snorking down chicken soup in a manner that would scar small children and, ummm, chickens; and cleaning house.

Her part of her vacation involves fun, dinners with views like this:

and cable car trips up the Zugspitze.

I love her but it ain't right! Oh well...

The cable car thing is today, well, now, which means I could not Skype her this morning (for me), which only reinforces the fact that I miss my wife. Uggghhh. (Also, Skype for mobile devices? Greatest fucking thing evar!)

The primary purpose of her trip is to see her newest, firstest nephew, which also means the boy is getting spoiled rotten. That's okay, I'm good with that, kids are cool, I've tried with my nieces/nephews. But some of the toys taken for Young Master Carpetsquirrel include finger puppets. Please tell me that I am a cynic; or, is this disturbing on way too many levels?

In Which Paleo Learns Stuff About The 'Comments' Feature

I've been informed by a couple people that comments do not seem to go through, and although I know I have a ways to go before becoming a blogging force unknown in the history of the steamrolling of the thingys and the stuff, I have a couple readers and hoped for a few more comments.

Upon review of my account, comments were limited to 'members', whatever in the hell that means, so that restriction has been removed, and anyone who has anything to say about the morass of bullshit I post here, please try again, I genuinely welcome any feedback and want to improve my writing, and I love any snark bombs!

Love, paleo