Moving Day

I'm outta here...

Today I'm saying goodbye to my Pacific Beach rathole of the last 12 years and moving into a nice 3 bedroom home somewhere else in San Diego.

So it only seems appropriate that I finalize my OTHER move. I am leaving TGT11 to the storage room of forgettable blogs...because Preston, Cranky and Brian have invited me to join their lunacy over at Six Meat Buffet.

Now that kind of feels like leaving a tin-roof shack for a...well...better furnished tin-roofed shack. But I appreciate the opportunity. I have already been posting there for about a week.

To both of my loyal readers...thank you. It's been a blast.

We can never repay...

...the sacrifices made by our men and women in the military in the name of freedom:



One more thing. Until my grandfather's ashes were entombed at Annapolis last summer, I had never heard the full story of his military service. My grandfather served honorably and valiantly on the USS Endicott.



If you "google" USS Endicott, you won't read much about its World War II operations. That's because much of the ship's World War II mission was classified. The reason I never heard my grandfather speak of his World War II service is that in his mind "classified" meant classified...and until he received an order allowing him to speak of the Endicott's operations, he would keep silent.

Last summer I heard part of that amazing story. I know my grandfather would not want me to share the story and besides, it's not really my place to do so.

But I will tell my future children so that they may know of his bravery...and the bravery of all who served on the USS Endicott.

Update: TGT11 is shutting down. I'm doing my screaming over here now...

Why California is out of money

Remember this the next time Ahnold tells us that he might have to lay off teachers:

Thomas Friedman, the star columnist, returned a $75,000 speaking fee after accepting it from a California government agency in violation of a Times guideline.

When Friedman accepted $75,000 — his standard rate — for speaking to a regional government agency in Oakland this month, he ran afoul of a Times rule that staff members may take fees “only from educational and other nonprofit groups for which lobbying and political activity are not a major focus.”

Yeah, The State got the money back. But don't threaten to lay off firefighters, and then tell us that lives might be lost during the next fire season because we didn't vote for another tax increase.

California ex-pat Cranky at Six Meat Buffet lays out a few more brilliant spending decisions by our Suckramento pols...

(No, I'm not "back". Really, I'm not...)

Screenshot of the Week

Uh...no shit, Barry!:



BTW, I'm moving next week. Out of my craphole beach abode into a suburban palace with a back yard and quiet neighbors.

AND...

I may be blogging again. Just not here. Stay tuned...

Is Barack Obama still doing blow?

Hey, I didn't ask that question...

Ace did.

But I figure the headline might get me a few Google hits.

While we're on the subject of liars and crybabies, Nancy Pelosi must be absolutely radioactive after getting nuked by my favorite wheelchair pundit, Charles Krauthammer (via Hot Air):

"I had a sense that if you'd attached a lie detector to her in that newser, it would have short-circuited"

Heh.

No, I'm not "back". But that was fun...

Update: Speaking of Google hits, who knew that when I called Nancy Pelosi a stupid bitch, that it would keep paying off? I'm number 1, baby!

What are you doing here?

Didn't you hear?

This blog is essentially dead.

Well...essentially.

I'm not sure it will ever be resurrected. There is so much going on elsewhere in my life.

For instance...it's looking like the future Mrs. Nigel will be here very shortly. She's an immigrant. A legal immigrant. She passed her embassy interview yesterday and it looks as if she will be here in the next 6 weeks.

Which means I need to pay for a wedding, a new home, furniture for the home, a new car and the remaining expenses associated with bringing and keeping Mrs. Nigel here.

So I am not participating in this recession. I've got to make as much money as I can before our President figures out how to redistribute it.

I have made many friends in the blog world...and I've stayed in touch with many of them. Perhaps I'll be back here, perhaps I'll resurface somewhere else.

If you've spent any amount of time over here...thank you.