Donkey Poker

It was late and I was tired. I wanted to play some poker. But playing when you’re tired can be very expensive, so I opted for the cheapest games I could find.  I registered for two $1 Sit and Go’s, figuring I’d get $2.50 worth of entertainment out of them.  I put Pandora on my Jam Bands station and cranked the Klipsch speakers.

I intentionally played like a complete donkey. Raised on connectors in early position, called things I shouldn’t have, just splashed chips all over the place. At one point I had a V$IP of 58 and PFR of 38 on one table.  (For those of you unfamiliar with those numbers, it means I was playing and raising about three times more often than I should.)

I busted out fifth on one table, after getting second in chips for a while. I was a big chip leader at the other one (the one with the V$IP of 58).  I had nearly half the chips at the table, so I went out for a smoke. When I came back I was on the bubble.

Popped the bubble, lost my chip lead, then got it back from someone who was getting tilty. (I can’t blame him; I would have been ticked to lose money against someone playing as lousy as I was.) The remaining player took most of Mr. Tilt’s stack. I completed the kill, and both of us were left with pretty even stacks.

What followed was one of the longest, and best, heads up battles I’ve had in a quite a while. (The other player was also slumming in from higher stakes games.)  I finally won.

That was the most fun I’ve had playing poker in a long time, and I made two bucks in the process. I’ll go back to playing more seriously tomorrow, but I think I’ll do that a bit more often.  Sometimes you’ve just got to donk out and enjoy yourself.

Michael Moore – Super Genius

Several people sent me this article by Michael Moore.  Once again he proves that he’s not just a genus, he’s a Super Genius, on a par with Wile E. Coyote.

He starts out expressing nearly orgasmic joy at the failure of GM.  He pretends he’s not really all that happy, but we can practically hear his groans of pleasure between the lines.

Here’s his Super Genius plan:

Just as President Roosevelt did after the attack on Pearl Harbor, the President must tell the nation that we are at war and we must immediately convert our auto factories to factories that build mass transit vehicles and alternative energy devices.

Right, because we all want to ride busses and trains with people we’d otherwise cross the street to avoid.  Because mass transit will work out so well in a country as spread out as the US.  And because somehow, we’ll manage to change “environmentalists” minds and get them to stop their opposing every large scale wind or solar farm because it might spoil their view or annoy a gerbil.

Don’t put another $30 billion into the coffers of GM to build cars. Instead, use that money to keep the current workforce — and most of those who have been laid off — employed so that they can build the new modes of 21st century transportation. Let them start the conversion work now.

These are union workers.  They’re used to being paid much more than they’re worth and doing as little work as possible.  I’ve done contract work for several union shops and could fill a small book with stories of outrageous behavior I’ve witnessed by union workers.  Behavior that would get me, as a contractor, fired before lunch.

Nowhere in his tirade does he mention that the unions were one very big factor in GM going bankrupt.  My guess is this thought has never even occurred to him.

Announce that we will have bullet trains criss-crossing this country in the next five years. Japan is celebrating the 45th anniversary of its first bullet train this year.

The United States has 300 million people spread out over is 3,790,000 square miles.  Japan packs 125 million people into 145,840 square miles.  The entire country could fit nicely within the borders of a couple of our states.  Mass transit can work well when the population is as dense as it is in Japan, but not across a country as spread out as we are.  Perhaps one of his fans can buy him a globe.

I have to admit I like the idea of super fast bullet trains that would let me get to anywhere in the country in a matter of hours.  I took a train from Albany to Atlanta and it was a 22 hour trip each way.  If I could do that in, say, six or seven hours, and do it cheaply, I’d go to Atlanta a lot more often.  But in order for that to work they’d have to travel non-stop – lots of stops along the way would ruin their efficiency.  So as long as they all start or stop in Albany or Saratoga, and go non-stop to the cities I want to visit, great, I’ll use them.

Initiate a program to put light rail mass transit lines in all our large and medium-sized cities. Build those trains in the GM factories. And hire local people everywhere to install and run this system.

This can work in large cities, but not in smaller or medium sized cities.  Which is, of course, why he wants to get rid of cars entirely – he’ll force people to use mass transit, no matter how inconvenient and impractical it may be.

For people in rural areas not served by the train lines, have the GM plants produce energy efficient clean buses.

Depending on the time of day, people in a city may only have to wait twenty minutes to an hour to get a bus.  People in the country can just wait hours and hours to get where they want to go, perhaps pulling out their banjos and brushing up on the theme from Deliverance while they’re waiting. And it doesn’t matter how efficient a bus is – if there are only a few people on it having them drive their own cars would use much less energy.  Only a Super Genius would think this is a great plan.

For the time being, have some factories build hybrid or all-electric cars (and batteries). It will take a few years for people to get used to the new ways to transport ourselves, so if we’re going to have automobiles, let’s have kinder, gentler ones. We can be building these next month (do not believe anyone who tells you it will take years to retool the factories — that simply isn’t true).

Ahem, Mikey, we are building them.  And some people are buying them.  And as the technology gets better and cheaper more people will buy them.  Of course, that still doesn’t address the issue of where the electricity will come from.

And if  a factory could be retooled quickly, wouldn’t the people who have run those factores have figured out how to do it by now?

But note that this is only a temporary solution, until he can force everyone to share public transportation with people they don’t like.  People like, for instance, Mr. Moore.  (How would you like to sit next to him on a long bus ride?)

Transform some of the empty GM factories to facilities that build windmills, solar panels and other means of alternate forms of energy. We need tens of millions of solar panels right now. And there is an eager and skilled workforce who can build them.

Windmills, yeah, they could do that.  Solar panels, not so much.  It’s an entirely different technology.  And again, what good is all this alternative energy when every installation of it, with the possible exception of solar panels on your roof, is vehemently opposed by “ecologists?”

Provide tax incentives for those who travel by hybrid car or bus or train. Also, credits for those who convert their home to alternative energy.

Already done for hybrids and home conversions.  Pay attention, Mikey.  Learn to use the internet.

To help pay for this, impose a two-dollar tax on every gallon of gasoline. This will get people to switch to more energy saving cars or to use the new rail lines and rail cars the former autoworkers have built for them.

Because we just don’t pay enough to Big Brother.  We really need to spend hundreds or thousands of dollars more in taxes every year.  And of course we can trust BB to spend the money wisely, because they always have, haven’t they?

Free clue, Sparky:  We love our cars, and are not going to give them up.  I can get in my car at any time of the day or night, without waiting in the wind or the rain or the snow, and go whenever I want, by the shortest possible route, without having to transfer once or twice or three times to another vehicle, then come back whenever I want.  If I’m out buying stuff I can put it in the car and not have to carry it with me for the entire return trip.  I can smoke a cigar and listen to whatever music or podcast I’m in the mood for, or ride in complete silence if I like.  I’m not going to give that up, and neither is anyone else.  Ever.

Here’s my suggestion – let Michael run General Motors.  Let him deal with the unions he loves so much and the realities of the marketplace.  Let him try to use his skills as a propaganda machine to run a real business.  It should be easy for a Super Genius like him.

New York Continues it’s Crapification Program

In an effort to make New York an even crappier place to live, State Troopers are infesting the landscape everywhere, helping to fund the bankrupt and corrupt state by handing out tickets for the most minor of offenses.  Earlier this week I was given a ticket for driving without a seat belt.  I was driving from one parking lot to another at about 20 MPH.   The next day they got my daughter for a burned out license plate light.  The day after that I returned to shopping center where they wanged me and there were even more blue bullies all over the parking lot.  I did have my belt on, and started to cut behind the center – and they were back there too!

And just to ram it up our butts a little further, for years NY has added surcharge to every ticket.  It’s usually 50% of the already ridiculously priced fine, but in the case of parking tickets the screwcharge surcharge can exceed the fine.

And the weasels in Albany just can’t understand why a million people a year move out of this state, and hardly anyone moves in.

I doubt any State Troopers are reading this, but just in case, I’d like to ask you a question.  When you decided to become a cop was it to help people, or to help finance the state by harassing its citizens for what can only be described as endless acts of petty theft?  Do you go to bed proud of being a professional armed shakedown artist, or are you embarrassed by what you do for a living?

Soaking The Rich makes them Move to Drier Climates

When Maryland raised their already high top tax rates the Governor said they’d be “willing and able to pay their fair share.”  Able? Probably.  Willing?  Not so much.

The year before before the tax hike about 3,000 residents had incomes of a million dollars or more.  A year later, that number had dropped by 1/3, to 2,000. They expected the new tax to raise an extra hundred million – instead they’re collecting a hundred million less from their millionaires.

Very few rich people got wealthy by being stupid, or by refusing to protect their assets.  While some of the drop was probably due to the economy, and no one knows exactly how many millionaires actually moved, it should be obvious that soaking the rich is a pretty stupid way to finance your pet government projects.

Update: Right after I wrote this post I found this editorial in the local rag.  The always snotty, always lefty Times Union (Known to us locals as the Times Useless) has the balls to castigate a successful business man, who has created hundreds of jobs, for leaving the state to save $5 million a year in taxes.  They said he was getting out of paying is fair share of taxes (they consider $13,800 a day fair) and compared him to Leona Helmsley.

Mr. G’s reply, in yesterdays TU, isn’t on their site yet, but he explains himself (as if he owed anyone an explanation) here.

Pop Question: If you could save nearly fourteen thousand dollars a day by moving, would you?

NYS government is one of the most dysfunctional in the country so it’s unlikely they’ll ever grow a brain cell or get a clue.  Meanwhile, we can not only expect more of the evil wealthy (i.e. the ones who create jobs directly through creating businesses and indirectly by spending lots of money) to leave, but other wealthy folks to stay away.

I’m not wealthy, and probably never will be, but if it happens, I am outta here too.

Name that Stain

vmWhat does this stain on a griddle look like to you?  It could be the famous praying hands painting.  Tilted sideways it could be the space shuttle.  Upside down, a jellyfish.  For the perverse, a butt plug.  But no, it’s the Virgin Mary.   Why?  Because it’s always either the Virgin Mary or Jesus.  If it looks like an oval with a base it’s got to be the Virgin Mary.  It’s never an egg on a stand or Golda Myer or Katherine Zeta Jones, it’s always the grand old VM.  If it looks anything like a male with a beard it’s always Jesus H. Christ, never  John Lennon or Karl Marx or one of the guys from ZZ Top.

And when one of these imagined images appears, it’s usually followed by faithful mouth-breathers showing up in droves to honor it.

Shortly after this story hit the wires, another one about JHC appearing on a cheese melt appeared.  What a friend we have in cheeses.

Believers, us non-believers really try to view you as good, decent folks who are wrong about one thing.  We try to avoid stereotyping you as mindless goobers.  We really do.  But when we see stories like this week after week after week, it’s not easy.  So knock it off, and grow up already.

Modern Math

Math Tests Through the Decades, Copied verbatim from Chicken Hammer:

  • 1950s — A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit ?
  • 1960s — A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
  • 1970s — A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?
  • 1980s — A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
  • 1990s — A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living?

    Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers, and if you feel like crying, it’s ok. )

  • 2009 — Un hachero vende una carretada de maderapara $100. El costo de la producciones es $80. Cuanto dinero ha hecho?

Miss America on Opposite Marriage

Although Ms Dumbass’s opinion is ignorant, all the controversy around this is a good example of the left getting way out of line with Custom Manufactured Outrage.  First they create the monster.  Then the faithful grab pitchforks to storm the castle, inspired by their own smug righteous indignation.

The whole thing was a setup from the professionally obnoxious Perez Hilton, a man too unimaginative to create an original alias.  It was intended to make her uncomfortable and create controversy.

This is not about a politician or policy maker, someone whose opinions actually affect our lives.  This is a bimbo who has nothing going for her but a nice body.  Who cares what she thinks about anything?  She’s not there to think or make us think, to enlighten us or challenge our point of view.  She’s there to be an object, to be gawked at for a moment and then forgotten.  (Does anyone remember last year’s Miss America?) And since it’s a role she chose for herself and worked hard to achieve, outrage about that is also a waste of breath.

I wouldn’t be surprised to discover the whole thing was orchestrated behind the scenes by Trump to get attention to a dying contest no one cares about. It’s like bringing Omerosa back on the Celebrity Apprentice for the sole purpose of stirring up the latrine pit.