The Good Old Days.

Back in the good old days. Before the ACLU screwed up this country royal. It only took eighty-one days from the time a couple of killers did their crime until they received justice in the Missouri gas chamber.

The killers kidnapped little Bobby Greenlease in 1953. Deceased true crime writer and convicted killer J.J. Maloney writes about the case here.


Greenlease

Now if we can just string up the women who killed that little dog, we can do some real justice.

Die and Rot in Hell!

Rot in hell you worthless piece of double x chromosome air wasting shit.

Woman Drowns Boyfriend's Little Dachshund - May 24, 2004

I saw this coming just yesterday

Yahoo! News - Six Sigma Is No Longer Enough

A guy on Bannister road in a Saab convertible had vanity plates that said, "6sigma."

Who is Dumber?

I've spent much of today musing on that question and, still, an answer escapes me.

The guy who said, "watch me stick this light stick up this Rackies butt."

Or the guy who said, "wait till I get my camera."

Reason fails me.

Luis Diuguid

The Star's worst columnist had an article in yesterday in which he was pimping the story of the woman who thinks President Bush knew that 19 Islamic nutballs were going to fly 4 US airliners into fixed objects at high rates of speed.

Time limits me from saying just how much better my life would be if the Star would just delete the whole Opinion page.

Gee, I've always wanted to start my own blog. Here it is.

This weekend's Kansas City Star had an article on recycling. They were trying to show what a success it was because the families had reduced the amount of trash they were throwing away. What the Star didn't take into account, though, was the value of the time spent sorting trash.

Yeah, like Art Brisbane is going to spend his time separating out his garbage at home. It is cheaper to just bag it and ship it to the landfill.

It is time to tell the religious recyclers, and by that I mean anyone who advocates recycling from anything other than materialist arguments, to stuff it.

Jimbo