The Countertop Chronicles

Yes, he can still kiss my smelly white ass, but now I’ve got the goods on him.

Especially following the car crash that nearly provided New Jersey with another new governor, there has been increasing awareness of the wholly unneccessary driving practices of our nation’s political elites. Of course, here in DC, one is rather used to seeing black cadillac limousines and lincoln town cars trailed by black suburbans traveling the streets. And, as I was leaving DC last night and doing a good 70 MPH on I-66 in Arlington I wasn’t shocked to be passed by one such two vehicle caravan as we crossed over Lee Highway (at Lion Park, by the CVS and Pawn Shop) around 7:45 pm last night.

Except something was different. For one, the cars had DC plates, not the usually US Government Plates. And the Tahoe wasn’t fully black, rather, it had a bit of chrome and looked to be (albeit in great shape) a couple of years old. No, this wasn’t the usual caravan. Who was it?

Well, I sped up to see (much to the annoyance of the assholes in the Suburban). Finally caught up to them and they were cooking along at about 90 MPH when I pulled up alongside the Cadillac. Windows black. Traffic coming up. I let up speed.

And then with the sun shinning, I saw the un mistakable bald head of DC’s Gun Banner in Chief, Adrian Fenty. Once we hit the Dulles Toll Road, they floored it and took off in the Airport Lane. Perhaps he had a meeting there, or was catching a flight somewhere. In any case, his carvan was flashing its lights to move folks out of the way going well over 85 miles per hour.

Asshole.

Its what everybody need, ain’t it?

and that’s why I’m rooting for Deborah Jeane Palfrey in her fight against prudish government prosecutors. In fact, wouldn’t it be just grand if it turned out Alberto Gonzales had done sessions with the wonderful ladies of kink.com?

Speaking of which, the NY Times has a big piece on them in the Sunday Magazine, titled (appropriately) A Disciplined Business.

Think of the photoshopping fun to be had with images of Albert Gonzales and the lovely ladies at Men in Pain

This has put such a smile on my face.

And its 4:20 long. he he he

hat tip Nashville Is Talking and Says Uncle

One of the great things about never going to the movie theaters, and just renting the movies I want to watch, is that I have a high probability of seeing a lot of movies I would never have chosen to see before, and as a result, I find some real gems.

Rocky Balboa is one of those gems.

Never in a million years would I imagine Sly Stallone could put out a movie anywhere near this good. It had a story line (where was that plot the last 30 years??) it had action, it had feeling, it had acting.

4 out of 5 boxing gloves

Sure, Daniel Craig may be a gun fearing wussy, but he makes a great James Bond. Best even since Sean Connery.

Ya’ll have probably seen it already, but I hadn’t. Watched it three times this weekend. Got the netflix DVD. Its a keeper.

Dark and brooding. Finally, the cheeseball comedy thats dominated the franchise since Roger Moore took over and started hooking up with Duran Duran is gone. In its place is a brooding, gymnastically action packed scene with great gun play, insane staircase sword fights, a bruised, bloody, and bleeding Bond, some neat tricked out toys, and of course, the birth of 007. Fittingly, instead of some sappy love song, its got a driving, brutal, theme from Chris Cornell.

Overall, Casino Royale reminds me a lot of the last Batman flick, from the focus on his birth to the gritty action and even the overexposed film, its all there.

5 of 5 Walther PPKs

Well, not quite. Rather, its 6.5mm Grendel Pr0n.

now thats what I call a good looking round!

Heh

Jeffrey A. Taylor, U.S. attorney for the District, said in a statement late yesterday that his office concluded that the essential elements of the charge could not be proved beyond a reasonable doubt. Among other things, lawyers said, prosecutors would had to have shown that Thompson knew he had the gun.

That would be the charges against Jim Webb aid Phillip Thompson. I’ve got to search him out and buy him a drink one of these days.

Some are certain to ask, would the average person be treated so fairly??

But Lou Cannon, president of Fraternal Order of Police Lodge 1, which represents the Capitol Police, was disappointed.

“I can’t say it’s political, but something that smells like a fish usually is a fish,” Cannon said. “It sends mixed messages about whether there are double standards.”

And yes, it does. But Mr. Cannon, those mixed signals aren’t Thompson or Webb’s fault. Their fault lies entirely with the bigoted mayor of DC, Adrian Fenty, and his cronies in the District government.

The District has one of the nation’s strictest gun laws, permitting only law enforcement officers to carry handguns in the city. Prosecutors have typically not accepted ignorance of the city law as a defense.

A pox on all of them I say.

Throw them out and return DC to its rightful place as the home of liberty and a federal district for all Americans.

Les has a fantastic, you tubed up, post on the greatest car chases in movie history.

wow!

As great as these chases are (and really, Bullitt still shines brighter than them all) I think this is just as good

And it leads into the greatest of Bond songs (and one of the greatest movie songs ever, regardless of what the fucktards at AFI think - 67?!?!?!?!? Come on, if your gonna insult this, at least put it at 69!)

I just love it.

I love to pet it.

I love to eat it.

I love to worship it.

I love to fondle it

Like I said, I just love it.

Ran from the Capitol to the Potomac and back this afternoon. Perfect afternoon for a jog.

Music on the iPod.

Red Hot Chili Peppers (damn, as good as Van Halen in the “motivate you to run harder” category)
Neil Young
Chris Cornell (Soundgarden, Audioslave)
Rage Against the Machine
Faith No More
Johnny Cash

I had no trouble with the 4 mile mid day run.

What do you want to bet these assholes (and their superiors) get the chair?

Still, Smith, Junnier and the other officer, Arthur Tesler, according to the state’s case, ran with the information. They fabricated all the right answers to persuade a magistrate to give them a no-knock search warrant.

By 6 p.m., they had the legal document they needed to break into Kathryn Johnston’s house, and within 40 minutes they were prying off the burglar bars and using a ram to burst through the elderly woman’s front door. It took about two minutes to get inside, which gave Johnston time to retrieve her rusty .38 revolver.

Tesler was at the back door when Junnier, Smith and the other narcotics officers crashed through the front.

Johnston got off one shot, the bullet missing her target and hitting a porch roof. The three narcotics officers answered with 39 bullets.

Five or six bullets hit the terrified woman. Authorities never figured out who fired the fatal bullet, the one that hit Johnston in the chest. Some pieces of the other bullets — friendly fire — hit Junnier and two other cops.

The officers handcuffed the mortally wounded woman and searched the house.

There was no Sam.

There were no drugs.

There were no cameras that the officers had claimed was the reason for the no-knock warrant.

Just Johnston, handcuffed and bleeding on her living room floor.

That is when the officers took it to another level. Three baggies of marijuana were retrieved from the trunk of the car and planted in Johnston’s basement. The rest of the pot from the trunk was dropped down a sewage drain and disappeared.

Yep. Not likely.

It has begun.

Wikipedia describes a whispering campaign as one

in which damaging rumors or innuendo are spread about the target, while the source of the rumors seeks to avoid being detected while spreading them (for example, a political campaign might distribute anonymous flyers attacking the other candidate). It is generally considered unethical in open societies, particularly in matters of public policy.

And Howard Dean is first out of the box. Attacking according to Drudge, Rudy G.

Chariman Dean said the former New York City Mayor “has a lot of character issues that he has to answer for. And overwhelmingly, Americans are going to vote on honesty and integrity…. We’ve begun to reach out to evangelical Christians, and that’s a real problem for him. His personal life is a serious problem for him.”

BLITZER: Well, describe those character issues…

DEAN: No, I’m not going to get into that stuff. I don’t like attacking people on their personal lives, but I can assure you that in the Republican primary, given what went on in the 2000 Republican primary in South Carolina between George Bush and John McCain, those attacks will be made in the Republican Party.

Interestingly enough though, and this is where I thought it was interesting, is that I mentioned to a friend who is working with Hillary’s campaign that I had been in discussions with some Fred Thompson folks about getting involved.

Immediatly, I’ve begun to receive a constant stream of thoughts concerning Fred, his temper, and his penchant for the ladies. Now, coming from a bunch of Clinton staffers, I find this discussion simply ironic. However, I’m beginning to here it in more and more places around DC. A woman I know very well and is a long time Republican, used to work across the hall from his office and can’t stand the man - called him a he’s a self righteous, rude, sexist little prick. Others are saying other things, but most revovles around his temper and his appreciation for a good fuck.

Now, most of it matters very little to the average voter (and not at all to me) but its interesting that some of his skeletons are slowly beginning to resurface here in DC.

Some folks from the Japanese Embassy took me here for lunch today. Simply Outstanding!

The nigri was both bigger and firmer - and far more flavorful - than any other sushi place’s I’ve been to in DC. It all had a pleasant saltiness that I really enjoyed. Heck, it may have been the best sushi I’ve ever had. The one guy said it was the only place in DC that was anything like what they served in Japan.

I’ve never been to Tokyo, but I imagine Sushi Taro would look right at home there. On any given night at this second-story restaurant, a throng of Japanese suits are pampered by waitresses in beautiful kimonos and by chefs in blue caps positioned behind a long stretch of a sushi counter. Handsome rice paper screens and a few low tables surrounded by shoeless diners complete the scene.

A particular treat was the chawanmushi, served warm with a mushroom on top, it was a creamy pudding with a slight hint of salt and had a rather unique textured green bean hidden inside. They weren’t sure if an American would like it, but I found it quite delightful. Of course, the creme de la creme was the wasabi. Unlike every place else that serves green horseradish sauce, this was the real deal. A pale yellowish with a tint of light light green, it was like a fourth of july finale of spicy fireworks going off in my mouth.

5 of 5 stars.

Just another reason to dislike the left coast . . . . .

their sportswriters want to whack their willies off.

Seriously

I’m pretty sure I’ve read some porn about this place.

The 2.3-square-km Longshuihu village in the Shuangqiao district of Chongqing municipality, also known as “women’s town,” was based on the local traditional concept of “women rule and men obey,” a tourism official told Reuters.

“Traditional women dominate and men have to be obedient in the areas of Sichuan province and Chongqing, and now we are using it as an idea to attract tourists and boost tourism,” the official, surname Li, said by telephone.

If the ladies are drop dead gorgeous, wearing long black boots and skin tight latex suits, I could see lots of guys heading over to serve.