Rev. Erudite Redneck, B.S., B.S., M.A., M.Div.

Yes, that is a huge of cow shit in the picture. On fire.
 

Happy news, category - Animal: I think Rosencrantz (one of our two cats) is finally over his sinus infection.

Shallow Newsm category -- TV: Only about 2.5 months until the 4th season of Battlestar Galactica begins.

And there's always beer. Proof enough of God's love for humankind.
 

Good start!

Pile. Huge PILE of cow shit, I meant.

"Huge of Cow Shit" sounds like a bawdified Indian name.

!! Mom2, if she has not been rendered unconcious by the tenor of some of the posts here this week, is gonna fuss at me for talkin' dirty!
 

BTW, I have been on a mini-Lent pledge since last Saturday: no cigar, no adult beverages, and precious little good food (getting back in the eating light routine, post holiday). It ends Sunday.

So I face the amusing prospect of going to church, and heading home for a cigar and drink, and a drink, and a steak and drink -- in that specific order. I will be ready!

Hey, that's pretty shallow and happy!
 

A few months ago, there was a big deal made out of the "Men of the Roundtable" commercials from Miller Lite, which featured Jimmy Johnson, Burt Reynolds, etc., and rodeo champ Ty Murray.

Murray was president of the Professional Bull Riders -- which has since been bought out by another company. One of the premier sponsors from the onset for the PBR is Bud Light. So the discussion went that it seemed a little strange that ol' Ty would stump for another beer maker.

I disagree, though. If someone wants to line my pockets, I'll stump. For instance, I prefer Coors Light, and did even when I was delivering Budweiser.

But if Piss Beer wants to pay me hard, fast cash, I'll drink the hell outta piss.

Stump for it, too: "Hey, this stuff tastes like Piss. Beer."
 

On beer, domestic:

In Oklahoma, I prefer Budweiser, regular.

In Texas ro Arkansas, I preffer Miller Lite.

In Colorado, I prefer Coors, regular. I'm tellin' y'all, Coors bought on tap a block away from the factory is GOOD. It even has flavor!

Bird is a dang Corona drinker! Ah, we all have to go through that stage. :-)
 

Oh, but my standard non-domestic favorite is Bass ale.
 

I been wondering about the Double Duce Beer that is sold by Cattleman's as their own brand.
In OKC isn't Double Duce the name for the Black area down on 2nd and Walnut that had all the original Jazz joints and is trying to revive? What's them cowboys over in cowtown doin with their beer?
By the way it is 6% and sold by the liter bottle.
 

And yes that heap of burning cow shite does resemble your last two or three postings.
 

Dinner at a local Japanese restaurant tonight - just the wife and me. I will drink sake and eat sushi (sorry, Alan) and watch them chop and cook right in front of us.

Huge of Cow Shit is my new Indian name.
 

Given the title of this post it seems only fitting to point you toward a blog called, of course, Folderol, where they post all sorts of fun and odd links for whenever a body might be in need of a folderol fix.

On vacation on the Gulf last month, my dad and I stumbled across Landshark Lager, which is a nice light-colored beer with flavor.
 

DrLobo, that's Deep Deuce yer thinking of.


GKS: Sushi? Sake? Yer gonna have to turn in yer cowboy boots befoee you even get 'em boughten. :-)

Kidding: I like some sushi, and what's not to like about sake??

I like all kinds of Asian vittles, in fact. Take chicken-fried rice, for example.

But how the hell they get all them little pieces of rice battered and fried is beyond me.
 

My favorite meal description is chicken fried chicken. I mean, come on, people. Please.

No kiddies tonight (dinner date tonight, early morning and long cold day ahead tomorrow) so it should be a quiet, if lonely, evening.
 

"Huge of Cow Shit is my new Indian name."
Should ought to be "Hugh of Buffalo Shit" to be more authentic.

Say is that really fire or steam off of the oxidation reduction reaction of the decomp?

Yeah that's it Deep Duce, so Double Duce, what's that? A bad poker hand?
 

First, read this review of The Cattlemen's! Puh-leeze! And it cracks me up when people use "steer" as a plural of "steer"!

http://www.pollyevans.com/articles/20071110_1
 

And now -- aha! -- the truth about The Cattlemen's Double Deuce! (from www.ratebeer.com):

Cattlemens Double Deuce Wheat

Also known as Petes Place Choc Beer


This beer name is an alias of Petes Place Choc Beer

No ratings are stored under this alias, as the brewer calls this beer different names. This can be the result of a brewer distributing this beer under different names in different countries, or the brewer simply changing the name, but not the recipe at different points in time.

And here's about Pete's Place Choc beer:

http://www.ratebeer.com/beer/cattlemens-double-deuce-wheat/10441/


And here's about Pete's Place, in Italian-origin Krebs, OK (very fine vittles):

http://www.petes.org/
 

Hey, thanks, Kirsten!

This looks kinda fun:

http://www.atomfilms.com/
2008/kung_fu_election/index.jsp


(copy, scrunch, paste)
 

How about something that seems funny at surface-level but really gets deep into a new form of crime/vandalism/sabotage? Is this just fun and games, or a long-overdue way for geeks to get back for all the wedgies, wet willies, and lonely high school nights?

Start here:
http://gizmodo.com/343348/confessions-the-meanest-thing-gizmodo-did-at-ces

Then see the firestorm that's catching wind:
http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2008/01/crime.html

http://uneasysilence.com/archive/2008/01/12844/
 

SPECIAL TO SHARP-BLESSED MAN (as Ann and-or Abby used to say):

Tried to e-mail a couple of times this week from work and they came back. ... Next week: stogies?
 

Hey, Sharp, your second link is cut off; that's why I chop up long links.

And I, under cover of further anonymity, left a somewhat snarky but serious and sincere comment at the third place, which may not survice moderation since I didn't use a real e-mail address.
 

Here's the second link again:

http://sethgodin.typepad.com
/seths_blog/2008/01/crime.html


Re, "Is this just fun and games, or a long-overdue way for geeks to get back for all the wedgies, wet willies, and lonely high school nights?"

Yes, and yes.

Since no products or systems apparently were damaged, I consider it something less than vandalism. Maybe we need a new word.

On the other hand: TV manufacturers obviously now need to respond by building in some kind of shield, don't they? That's the way markets and technology work.

In confess I might be totally off base. Kind of a high-tech mooning.
 

Cattlemans:
"The customers here are sun-baked and sinewy: when they’re not sipping a cold one at the Cattlemen’s long counter or in one of its dark-red booths, they can usually be found back on the ranch, roping cattle and wrestling steer."

What the F.....!
I was there about four weeks ago, I'd say at least 30% were grey haired pot bellied old farts with their original mamma on their arms.
What you think they put in their beer to get that kind of writing?
 

Double Duce is Choc Beer, I'll be durn. I haven't been to Pete's since the late 1980's. If I remember correctly it came to the table in buckets and pitchers. Had no idea they had gone comercial. I remember it was cloudy white with not much head on it and was mellow but had an after bite. I figured they made it out back or down the road in Krebs somewhere.
 

RE the TV remotes: ER says:
"Since no products or systems apparently were damaged, I consider it something less than vandalism. Maybe we need a new word."

It cost a small fortune to display at one of these things.
Intentional disruption is stealing time that cost big bucks in salaries, travel, fees, and potentially missed sales. What's to keep a competitor from doing this to his competition.

Vandels by the way were the German Arian Christians who were considered heritics by Rome.
Bum rap, and they won the war but lost the cause.
 

Regrets and apologies for not being available via the personal addy. One wing of my modest empire acquired its own server this last week and is gradually moving over clients' sites, including the SBM's sites, from the previous host. Email gets affected in that process, but we're doing it one domain at a time, so at least one of my usual in-boxes will always work.

Gotsa' jam-packed week next week, but let me look for an opportunity.

On to the debate (and perhaps our first?)...

Great anology...a high-tech mooning. I'll give you that, coupled with a genuine belly laugh.

But at what point would such a mooning become, say, high tech terrorism? Or cut it back about 50% from terrorism, because I think the threshold to evil is even closer than that.

Consider that, among other companies, this group of former X86-whipped fellas took down Motorola in the middle of their largest product announcement this quarter, at the world's biggest electronics trade show. I wonder what that will do to sales of that model, especially when half the tech-buying planet sees the video? Or what about the reviews of the presentation that were already on the way to publication before news of the mooning was out? The damage was done.

Bring it closer to home. What if some other major entity...one that uses a technological system to acquire its assets, process them into a product, and deliver it to the consumer at a rapid, daily pace with very tight deadlines...is the victim of one of these "high-tech moonings" on the day it is to deliver the most important...uhhh, say...headlines..., crippling that operation to the point where it gives that entity a significant black eye that affects its credibility, thus its ability to continue to market its asset beyond just the single, important asset to be delivered today?

And consider, in that example, that it's all done by members what is well-known to be a rival community of sorts, seeking its own legitimacy, in spite of the victims of its attack?

I'm guessing I know of some among the victim who, at that instant, might be scrambling for something long and girthy while those pants are down, no? (Please do pardon me, Trixy, for the un-gentlemanly extrapolation upon ER's anology.)

Funny, yes. But like a creative serial killing, they're always copied. And I don't go to movies any more because of, in the appropriate words of Dr. Evil, "frickin' lazer beams."
 

After re-reading your post, I realized I may have just heaped a large steamer atop the week's pile you were looking to climb out of. So I'm going to classify my comment and any debate that ensues as fitting in the shallow category.

That being said, in the spirit of participating under the requested parameters and thus contributing additionally to the suggested animal category, I'll offer this anecdote a wise man I admire once shared:

A bird is flying South a bit late into the season and his wings begin to freeze. His wings becoming too stiff to fly, and he soon falls from the sky, landing in a pasture.

Frozen and with no hope, along comes a cow who drops a big heaping pile right on top of the little bird, who then thought things just couldn't get any worse.

Strangely, he noticed that the ice on his little wings began to melt due to the heat of the dung. Before long, he was thawed out and began to tweet loudly in celebration as he began working his way out of the thick pile.

Amidst all the loud tweeting and excitement, a cat comes along and helps dig the little bird out the rest of the way...only to devour him immediately afterwards.

The moral of the story:

Not everyone who $#!†s on you is your enemy. When you find yourself in a pile of $#!†, keep your mouth shut, because not everyone who comes along that helps you out of that pile of $#!† is your friend.
 

My eyes! My eyes!! (hee hee). I'm actually kind of surprised there hasn't been such an incident of the type you described. It certainly would be a terrible embarrassment. One that would easily be foisted on a smaller operation in that industry.
 

I'm having a bit of a happy celebration to, but it's not the kind of mirthful thing that makes me think of folderol. Details on my blog.
 

SBM: You're right, of course. And I can't think of any clever way to explain my lack of consideration of the potential ramifications.
 

On the Huge of Shit:

I wonder if as it was composting, it created enough heat to catch fire?

Huge spontaneously combusting piles of cow shit! WOW!

I think that's in the Bible. Revelation maybe.
 

No, I think that's actually piles of painters' rags that spontaneously combust in Revelation. Many think builders are the AntiChrist I hear.
 

LOL. Keep that sense of humor in yer tool box!
 

ER, I think it is time for me to stop by and say "Here, Here, youngins." "Enough". :-)
 

I knew we'd get in trouble for talkin' dirty!