Friday, May 30, 2025

What you do to REALLY piss off Harvard

Take their 50 million and spend it on vocational education.

Harvard has a multi billion dollar endowment and I'm sure they won't go broke.

Lately Harvard has seemed to have forgotten their mission which is education. They seem to have entered the political fray somewhat.

They have also seemed to have forgotten their motto, Veritas, meaning truth.






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Thursday, May 29, 2025

The subject of the MOH came up.

and the semantics of how it is obtained is incredible.

It is not like a merit badge so it is not earned. 

It's not a race or contest so it is not won. It is what it is. It is something that is awarded for a conspicuous act or series of acts of gallantry in action. People that are awarded it are recipients of it.

It's an interesting award. It's been awarded to people that have killed numerous enemy soldiers and it has been awarded to at least three contentious objectors that have never picked up a weapon much less fired one in action. Probably the most famous CO that received it was Desmond Doss.

The youngest was Willie Johnson who was 11 when he became a recipient during the Civil War. The oldest was Douglas MacArthur who became  a recipient at 62. (MacArthur's is under questionable circumstances. Politics seems to have entered its head here. Still, MacArthur received the award.)

Audie Murphy was awarded his as a teenager and the youngest one awarded was Jackie Lucas who became the youngest at 17 to become a recipient since the Civil War.

The rules regarding the awarding of the medal are not really clear. 

The Medal of Honor is the highest military decoration awarded by the U.S. government, bestowed upon individuals in the armed forces who distinguish themselves with conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of their life, above and beyond the call of duty.

That leaves a lot of room for interpretation. 

This post is a result of watching a petty little stupid argument over semantics over winning, earning and so on and so forth.

I figure that the easiest way to keep the semantics people happy is to simply say that So and So is a Medal of honor recipient and leave it at that.

Some people's children!















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Wednesday, May 28, 2025

28 May is a special day.

I got out of the army on 28 May and 8 years later when I was in Alaska I got word that my father died.

I was out fishing at the time and could go home to bury him.


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Tuesday, May 27, 2025

Political emails

I was a SEAL. Send me money. I'm a retired Major General. Send me money. 

I would rather send money to some guy that's a pissed off electrician that has 4 kids because he's not trying to cash in on a military career.

As far as I'm concerned a self employed electrician with 4 kids knows the average American better than a career soldier, ESPECIALLY a general officer. 

The self employed electrician has done it the hard way and spent a lot of nights trying to pull his next job out of his ass while the career soldier was simply told what his next job was.

Something to be said here. 





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Another 'almost joined'.

as in I 'almost joined' the (insert service here).

What bull$hit! That clown probably never darkened the recruiter's doorstep.

'Almost joined' is like almost got pregnant. Either you did or you didn't. 

If you signed your John Hancock on the line and took the oath as far as I'm concerned you joined. If you went bust on your physical or got busted up during your delayed entry time and got dropped that's OK. You joined. No shame.

I met a youngster that got injured in training and got dropped. No shame. He joined. 

Over the years I have met people that have said, "No way was I going to join the army and get sent to..." (insert Vietnam, Afghanistan, Iraq, Kuwait, Outer Slobovia, BFE, wherever. Pick one.) No shame here. You didn't enlist. Fair enough. Your choice.

Just don't try and tell me you 'almost joined' when you never even seriously talked to a recruiter. You can't 'almost join'. You either did or you didn't and when you say you 'almost joined' you are simply making a fool of yourself when you say that.

The official definition of a veteran is basically active duty and a discharge other than dishonorable. Fair enough. What's is required for various benefits is another story.

Someone that signed their name on the dotted line and takes the oath instantly stops being an 'almost joined'. They joined. 



His status as a veteran is a different thing. He may/may not be able to claim veteran status. That's a different thing altogether and is defined by law. 

Still, I get sick and tired of the jerks and idiots I have met that claim to have 'almost joined'. 

Over the years I have met any number of 'almost joined' types and outright draft dodgers and in general I have more respect for draft dodgers. 



  
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Monday, May 26, 2025

Says it all.











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I had a Moroccan Uber driver yesterday

and as I usually do I ask then about Casablanca and if Rick's Café Americain is still there.

"Yeah, it's still there but Rick sold it back in '43 and went back to the States," he said. "Ilsa dumped Laszlo and they moved to Chicago."

Good answer! 

I went home and decided to check online and discovered that IS a Rick's in Casablanca and it's been there for over 20 years. Apparently some American woman with a sense of humor raised money and built it.

It's kind of funny because the joke's on me. The few times I had teased Casablancans by asking them it Rick's Place is still there and they say it is.










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Sunday, May 25, 2025

Finally an intelligent post.

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Thank you, Kitty.



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Saturday, May 24, 2025

Snarf alert.

I wish people would at least warn me before they say something outrageous.

Today I was talking to someone that told me a mutual acquaintance had remarried.

"What's she like?" I asked.

"She's got a body that belongs in the Porn Queen Hall of Fame," he replied.

I hate it when good scotch comes out of my nose.



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Thursday, May 22, 2025

How many of you readers have seen a number crudely tattooed on someone's wrist?

I have.

My father worked for him in the early 50s.

Later when I was older we had a chance meeting with the man and my father introduced him to me. Being summer he was in short sleeves. I noticed a tattoo on his wrist but for some reason said nothing which was amazing because I was a curious child.

Later I asked my dad. "He's Jewish," he explained. "It's a concentration camp tattoo."

"Jewish?" I asked.

"Yes he is," said dad. "He was at your christening. When I asked him to attend I could have knocked him over with a feather. He was the proudest guy I ever did see."

"He was at my christening? Don't you have to be a Catholic?"

"Not to attend the christening," Dad said. Then he laughed. "Afterwards at work he called me into the office and told me he should have warned him that Mom was Irish and you were the first of the generation. We had a good laugh over that one."

Years later when I went into the Army and came home and life had beaten him down I mentioned him. I was a new GI.

"Son, I was an angry man during and after the war until I started working for the Jewish man that attended your christening. Shortly after I started working for that man I gave it some thought. I'm glad I served."

I think maybe I'll post more about this later.  




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I now have pretty good eyesight following cararact surgery

in my right eye.

As things stand now I am holding off on having my left eye done because if I get the same lens in my left eye I will need reading glasses to read ad I opted for distant vision.  

It's kind of weird until you realize that the eyes are only the receptors and the  brain is what sorts things out.

As it stands now with both eyes open I can read the 20/20 line on the eye chart AND read fairly fine print.

What's happening is my brain zooms in on my right eye for anything even remotely distant and my left eye zooms in on close things.

It works and that's the way I am going to keep things for as long as I can.




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Tuesday, May 20, 2025

Lately the cat has been a pain in the ass.

which is true although ALL orange cats are a pain in the ass just because of who and what they are.

They are a mess. One really needs a sense of humor and an imagination to truly appreciate and orange neutered orange male cat.

I have a cardboard box in the living room that's on its side and after I shower I stuff my worn shorts inside the T-shirt and flip in in the box because the cat likes to lay on my worn T-shirts because he is a cat and that's what cats do. 

Yesterday one of the neighbors offered me a 'cat tower' because his cat won't use it. I put it in my living room and watched Kitty come out of his box, sniff the entire thing and check it out for about 20 minutes and return to his cardboard box. Best guess is inside a week or so the cat tower is going to get the heave-ho.

Anyway, I can not sit on the Lazy Boy without the cat leaping on top of me and demanding pets because that's what orange cats do.

Of course sometimes I retaliate and when he is comfortably sleeping on the couch I roust him and chase him around for a minute or so and he immediately returns to doing what a cat does best. He goes back to sleep.






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Monday, May 19, 2025

I see where Chuckie Wuckie Schumer is blaming Trump for the Mexican ship accident.

My reply was that Schumer should demand to know why Trump didn't have the part under the bridge dredged to prevent that horrible accident.

If you want to look stupid then go all out.






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Sunday, May 18, 2025

We reserve the right to serve refuse to anyone.

is a sign I saw several years ago in a diner. 

Of course it was a sign spoofing one commonly seen in small businesses that read 'We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone'.

The originals slowly disappeared after the Civil Rights bill of 1964 was signed.

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The 'serve refuse to anyone' replaced it here and there, depending on the owner's sense of humor. Actually that was generally the sign a pretty good eatery because if they served slop the customers would raise hell or not eat there. It left the establishment open to comment.

I haven't seen one in decades but I bet that if a diner posted one leftists would screech and tell the owner that it's racist because they would think that it was one of the old 'right to refuse service to anyone'  because there is an ever increasing shortage of people with basic reading skills running around these days.





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Saturday, May 17, 2025

I got tired of someone being self righteous about Trump being a convicted felon.

So I replied "So was Nelson Mandela. He spent 27 years in prison."

"But that's different!"

"No it is not," I shot back. "They were both convicted in a court of law of committing a felony and both were sentenced. Mandela got life but was out in 27 and Trump got an unconditional discharge and faced no fines or jail time."

"Yeah, but yada yada yada etc. and so on and so forth." he babbled.

"Immaterial." I shot back. "Both are convicted felons."

Actually from what I have read it would take only a first-year law student to get Trump's case overturned by a higher court IF the higher court was honest. The judge and jurors all had ties of one form or another to various 'get Trump' interests. It was a kangaroo court.

In fact under the circumstances the judge AND jurors had a duty to recuse themselves which in itself may be considered a crime in itself.  



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AI has taken a lot of the fun out of spam phone calls.

It used to be there was a human to deal with and I could entertain myself by doing things like trying to sell them things.

The Marriot vacation callers would get a real deal on an extended car warranty and one time I actually got someone to start giving me a credit card number before he figured it out. 

"0123-4567- Hey, wait a minute! You asshole! " Click.

Now it's AI voices although I did get one that was a human recently that tried to sell me a grave plot which I wasn't interested in.

I explained to her that I was being buried at sea and she grew curious and said she had never heard of that being done before. I told her it was fairly common among those that have worked on the water for their career and explained being wrapped in a weighted shroud and splash. Then I explained that there is a prayer for the burial of the dead at sea in the 

She was halfway decent and when I was done she told me she'd add my number to the do not call list and actually did so.

Still, when they were people on the other end it was fun to argue with them and waste their time because turnabout's fair play.

I remember taking a call in Target once and telling the guy on the other end that he didn't get enough pu$$y and when he answered I told him "I'm 71 years old and still get more a$$ than a toilet seat in the broad's can next to the beer stand at a home game at Yankee Stadium, Sonny Boy." He told me to FO and hung up.

A woman within earshot turned purple and said I was disgusting until I told her I was talking to a telemarketer and she whipped a 180 degree change in course.

She said Telemarketers deserve what they get.

 




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Friday, May 16, 2025

Let's take a look at Jasmine Crockett.

The woman was raised by a preacher, had an excellent high school education and got a BA degree from Rhodes College, a good school.

She later went to law school at the University of Houston and now she's in Congress acting like a stereotype 'hood mama. She could have gotten a little polish somewhere along the way and taken the high road. Instead she chose the gutter.

She's also racist as hell and probably sexist on top of that.

Her parents ought to be ashamed of themselves for raising what has turned into a guttersnipe and she ought to he thrown down the stairs of Congress.




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Thursday, May 15, 2025

WTF? NPR finally figured it out


Half to two thirds of gun deaths are suicide. That's not a gun problem. It's a mental health problem and some countries that have no access to firearms have higher suicide rates.

About 90% of the remainder are turf/drug/money related from the  gang culture.  Again, not a gun problem but a culture problem and the culture problem seems to be getting worse.

If the gang/drug/turf violence was eliminated we would have about the same murder rate as western Europe.

I was surprised to hear NPR (of all places) admitted it. 




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Wednesday, May 14, 2025

God, life has been busy.

I'll settle down soon.


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Monday, May 12, 2025

The Dems found immigrants they can oppose.

About 100 white South Africans arrived with more coming.

They're mostly farmers and I hope they start farming here because that's a useful field of endeavor.

Still, the left is going nuts. It's comical.

Incidentally wait until they (rightfully) refer to themselves as African-Americans.




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Sunday, May 11, 2025

The weather is finally starting to shape up a bit

at least for the next couple of days around here. Thank God.

Yesterday I mowed the lawn and maybe today I'll plant the usual Marigolds and spruce things up around here and maybe in the near future spray the siding with bleach and hose off the tiny spots of black mold on the east side of the house. 

The sea oats I planted along the west side and along the walkway are coming in rather nicely and hopefully will continue to spread. 

All in all it looks like a pretty good day.

As usual, we shall see what we shall see.




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Saturday, May 10, 2025

I wonder how many cops have had to deal with


"Do you know who you're talking to?"

Personally I would not last as a cop because every politician, judge, celebrity or self-appointed big shot that played that game would get whatever I could do to them under law.

Activist federal judge would go straight to the top of the target list if he ever pulled his position on me.

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Friday, May 9, 2025

I've got a GENERATOR! We're SAFE now!


We've just had a pretty good power outage in my area and today at Lowe's I casually asked how fast generators are selling and one of the people said they're cleaned out and there are two trucks headed to the store loaded with presold models, probably more than half half of which are ever likely to see action.

I bought my little portable for $50 at a garage sale in a still factory sealed unopened box. I aslo grabbed a pretty heavy duty extension cord, a quart of oil and a good extension cord and a heavy duty plug, male and female on the way home. I already had some chain and a stout padlock.

When I got home the first thing I did was to go to the AC wire leading into the furnace and cut it. I installed a male end of the plug to the furnace and the female end to the feedline and put them together. 

Then I tested my system and it ran the furnace with a little power to spare. My stove, hot water heater and dryer are gas fed so I had heat, hot water and a stove so all was well and I was prepared for the next outage. 

I also had 3 each 5 gallon gas cans I rotated by dumping one can in the pickup every time I needed gas and refilling it when I refilled the pickup so I would have fresh gas.

A piece down the road the power went out and I grabbed the genny and put it on the back porch and chained it to the railing, gassed it up and lit her off and then hooked up the extension cord to the furnace and I was back in business. 

When the power went back on I secured from operations after draining the tank and running it until it ran out of gas. Then I checked the oil and put it back in storage.

The whole operation had run flawlessly and I did again a couple of times over the years.

I am no rocket scientist, just a man with a blue collar background that has a basic understanding of how many things work. For the past 35+ years half my life has been lived using homebrewed generator supplied electricity. There are no extension cords running out to boats and we had to grow our own electricity.

Now lets take a look at Joe Suburbanite and his thrilling adventures in suburbia weathering a storm.

Bam! The power dies and Joe and family spend an uncomfortable night shivering under a pile of blankets for a day or two and Joe decides "We need a generator!" and off to Homeless Depot he goes and buys whatever the salesman recommends. Then he takes it home and parks it in his garage and if it goes unused for a year or two he sells it to someone like me for $50 at a garage sale two weeks before the next power outage.

Of course if he had kept the generator it would have done him no good because he hadn't even taken it out of the box and filled the crankcase with oil and doesn't have any gas on hand. It's off to the gas station where he stands there agape because he has just discovered the gas station doesn't have electricity either and can't run their pumps.

Back home to another night of freezing in the dark. Wife is mad at him. Kids are disappointed.

As soon as power is restored it's off to the gas station for a trio of 5 gallon cans which he dutifully fills and stores in a safe place somewhere for future use.

A year and a half later the power drops out again and Joe promptly pulls the generator out into the driveway, fills the tank and the damned thing won't start because the gasoline has gone bad and turned into varnish. In addition to not running the carburetor is now clogged. 

When the dust clears Joe discovers it is out of warranty and carts it off to the small motor repair shop who take Joe's generator and put it on a growing pile of generators that also have plugged up carburetors. A month or two he takes it home and parks it in the garage.

This time he starts rotating gas through the trio of gas cans and  sure enough later that winter when an ice storm drops the wires he parks the genny in the driveway and hooks everything up. It's going to be cold that night and he actually has done some homework. Unlike many, he's figured out how to run the furnace on auxiliary power! 
As the storm out side rages he and the family have the furnace warming his happy home and even have the refrigerator, a few lights and even the TV going as the generator runs happily away in the driveway.

Until things suddenly go dark and the lights and TV go dark.
Maybe it's time to refill the genny, thinks Joe and he looks out to window to see a thug toss his generator into the back of a pickup and hop in as the driver puts it into gear and the duo drive off.

With the temperature predicted to plunge into sub freezing Joe's wife calls Aunt Trudy who lives forty miles away and has power. The kids get stuffed into the family car and an hour later they're camped in Aunt Trudy's living room for a few days.

A day or two later there's a thaw. They stay an extra day or two and Joe checks his home thermostat on his cell phone app. It's 70 degrees back home and all seems good.

Back into the family sedan and homeward bound! They pull into the driveway and push the garage door opener and are met with a foot high wall of water flowing out because the pipe have frozen and burst!

A call to the insurance company and it takes weeks for the plumbers and sheet rockers to arrive. The homeowner's insurance rate goes up and Joe finally throws in the towel. He sends out his resume and takes a job in Arizona and they whole family moves. They buy a lovely house there.

A month later on a glorious Saturday morning Joe steps onto his porch and looks around to enjoy the glorious morning the Lord has given him and is overjoyed and grateful to be alive. He feels a sharp prick on his right foot and looks down.

He's been bitten on the foot by a rattlesnake.


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Thursday, May 8, 2025

I have been getting slack!

Yesterday I was jammed up with too much to do and today I'll be fairly busy.

Sorry.

I read an article about the wildlife in Yellowstone being dangerous and the usual warnings regarding staying away.

I'm sick and tired of hearing about stupid people getting thrown by bison and stomped.

My gospel solution would be to remove all the signs and let Darwin figure it out.



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Tuesday, May 6, 2025

I would LOVE to hear Trump say he was changing genders

so he could claim to be the first woman president.

And just like that the left would turn on the entire LGBTQ community.

Just like they did to their former darling Elon Musk after he voiced his support for Donald Trump.

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Comment from a college kid. "Donald Trump has created a multi billion dollar meme industry."



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I see where Texas

passed a school voucher law for all students. 

GOOD! 

I'm not going to post a long drawn out affair and describe the law itself. You can easily Google it. Still, it has certainly put the squeeze on the Texas public school system to start to shape up and fly right.

The usual naysayers are babbling that it is going to hurt the public school system and take money from it and so on and so forth but it's far more apt to force public education to improve simply by creating competition over education.

Around here we supposedly have a good education system and I hear the term prestigious North Allegheny School System thrown around a lot in this neck of the woods. Maybe it is, maybe it's not but around here I deal with teenagers that can't make change.

Public schools have held a semi-monopoly on education for too damned long. They have gotten too slack an institutionalized. 

Thanks to the now disappearing Department of education they have gotten sidetracked and it looks now like social issues take precedence to the basic 3 Rs. 

Private schools are a serious stretch on a family's budget and now with the voucher law enacted it will mean that a non government education can be had by virtually everyone.

A cursory search tells me that Catholic schools are a pretty good bang for the buck and that about one in five students attending Catholic schools are non Catholic. Tuition seems reasonable and a voucher will probably cover it completely.

Anyway the big thing now is that the public schools are going to have to sharpen their pencils and smarten up if they want to keep students because now there is competition in town.







 




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Sunday, May 4, 2025

I think I'll hang out at the airport this Friday


and watch all the meltdowns as people get refused boarding.

The people that are going somewhere are not going to be anywhere NEAR as interesting as the people that are trying to get back home again.

Someone is going to be screeching that they came here June 26th and now they can't go home.

A cursory Google check says Greyhound can get a person from Pittsburgh to San Francisco in 2 days and 14 hours for under $150.

I'm sure there will be at least a few meltdowns and that at least someone will say it's Trump's fault.

Fact is they have had ample warning over the past close to 20 years. 








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Saturday, May 3, 2025

I just discovered a pedicure at the nail salon costs $30

I'll be back.

That's cheaper than what the blacksmith charges me now.



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Friday, May 2, 2025

But it's only property. Insurance will cover it...

What bull$hit! 

First of all the victim has to look forward to an increase in their insurance policy. That's money and time is money. The inverse also holds true. Money is time in a respect because it cost someone time to earn it.

When a thief takes a person's property he takes the victim's time along with the property he stole.

Let's run a few numbers here.

Joe Blow makes $20/hour after taxes and saves up and buys a $2000 generator which someone promptly steals. Joe Blow is out $2000 which is 100 hours of Joe's life. The thief has stolen four days and four hours of Joe's time and that 100 hours can't be replaced.

You can't hook up a wire to Joe and the victim and transfer 100 hours of the thief's lifetime back to Joe. Joe has simply had the use of 100 hours of his time on earth in effect stolen from him. Time is the one thing that can't be replaced. 

When somebody steals property from someone it's not just property. They have stolen their time that they could have used to enjoy themselves or improve their lives or for what ever purpose they desired.







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I had an annoying tailgater the other night.

Fortunately I was driving the Miata.

It was in a 45 zone so I held course and speed because I knew what was coming up. About a mile later the 15 mph advisory signs popped up. I slowed ever so slightly and downshifted and sorta screwed it on, holding the inside of the curves. 

The tailgater was having a hard time staying in the lane and backed down after deciding that risking a head on collision wasn't a good idea. He backed off and when the road straightened out I had a good lead and continued along with my business.

Afterwards he kept a reasonable distance from me until he turned off the road.

That little car really isn't all that fast but is certainly is nimble.





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Thursday, May 1, 2025

I mowed the lawn a day early

after a no mow April. (to support the bees and give them a head start)

Anyway, after I was done I looked at it carefully and decided I cut it too short and will let it grow a bit taller because it will keep the moisture in the ground a little better and make the grass healthier.

Like a lot of suburbanites I used to cut it short to make it a longer period between cuttings. Now that I have time I'll just mow it a little more often.

In other news, does anyone else see the irony of this:


I think it's hilarious.


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