We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Bruce congratulations, you have now achieved rank amateur status as a parent. I'll let you in on a little dirty secret. We're all rank amateur's in that department.
At least you have a hot wife, and your son has a good looking mom. PIP
Bruce ... Love the cartoon, especially the "pictures of my mom in the shower" part. Boy children start to be boys as they emerge from the womb, don't they? Saw a Japanese cartoon to this effect a year or so ago, with the just-finished laboring mom looking down over her sheet-covered knees and seeing the newborn baby with a camera snapping pictures. Of mom, as well as the nurses and doctors.
I hadn't realized that Asians had such a rowdy sense of humor.
Marianne: I think I saw that cartoon, or something similar.
You say: "I hadn't realized that Asians had such a rowdy sense of humor."
Hah! I know you've heard of the Kama Sutra (India).
And, according to Wikipedia: "Japan is currently the largest pornographic producer in the world, producing more pornography than the United States."
Could make several small wisecracks, but won't.
Kind of reminds me of my Maternal Grandfather. Pops was a Ward Heeler in Milwaukee and every election there was a free beer and shot at the local bar - one for every vote you made. Then again, his job as Ward Heeler was to make sure that if there was a problem, it was fixed - or a patronage job given out.
In some ways, Milwaukee politics makes ward politics in Chicago seem like Sunday school.
Gold Digger ... I LOVE that story. It's so very umm -- Milwaukeean. Grew up there many many years ago. And that's how I learned the Rosary, or at least parts of it. The high school I went to was originally named the German-American Academy, later renamed Milwaukee University School, a humble little cluster of builldings compared to the fancy public high schools, which had the highest college acceptance rate of any high school in the city.
Marianne, I moved to Milwaukee two years ago to get married. (My dad was in the air force, so I grew up all over - my husband moved here from California just because he liked the city.) Milwaukee definitely has its own culture. I laugh (and write about) trying to shovel my sidewalk before my neighbor can get to it. And about the bargain counter at Usinger's. And the Packers rosary. Go to my blog and look at the "Wisconsin 101" posts. You'll recognize Milwaukee! (I hope.) I do like it here. Just not the snow.
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