Mr. Tom Lee of Grand Rapids, MI says the government owes him $25 Million because he helped find Osama bin Laden.

I helped too by pointing at the TV in 2001 screaming “He’s in the Tora Bora mountains you fools!” Later it was revealed to be true.
In 2003 I warned the TV “He’s not in Iraq stupid!” He wasn’t in Iraq.
And in 2005 the TV was once again the focus of my anger as I bellowed “He’s in Pakistan!” Yep, right again.

So where’s my money?

Following his release from the hospital for treatment of a broken arm Sheriff Joe Arpaio appears to be his usual self. Asked how the “toughest sheriff in America” was doing with recovery Arpaio’s spokesman proclaimed, “He’s in good spirits and will be back at his job protecting America.”

The author of a local republican blog reveals the Sheriff’s next move, “He’s going to breakup the sidewalk where he fell breaking his arm and ship it across the border.” Another local republican blamed it on Arpaio haters, “Out of state, paid flunkies created a vicious wind by flapping their petitions and knocking him down. Of course the Democratic Senator who tripped him didn’t help.” Asked how that could have happened the official responded, “They’re gunning for him, but Sheriff Joe doesn’t succumb to paper cuts. He will prevail.”

“I’ve fallen and you won’t get up,” said the intrepid Sheriff.

From NUPA in Sao Paulo, Brazil, “paulicéia CANTA, TY-ETÊ!” Directed by Céu D´Ellia. How art can rise life awareness above apathy.

A beautifully conceived and produced work of animation art. Via Vimeo

paulicéia CANTA, TY-ETÊ! from Céu D´Ellia on Vimeo.

Working in America.

Some say it’s a trickle down world.  Give us the money and we’ll pass it on with jobs. Largess to those who amuse us.

Be glad when we give you a job. Don’t ask for anything else or we’ll invoke the right to work; your options, the door or the floor.

Smile when we rifle through your purse. My, my that pix is very racy, and what of these pills? Are they birth control? tsk, tsk.

Dutifully swipe your badge. Be outsourced quietly. Boxes available for purchase. The guard will show you the door.

The cubby is laminated for our protection.

Don’t steal the staplers, they have GPS. The internet is down so we’ll search your car now.

Answer your phone anytime and all times: come in now for a layoff. No work, no pay, and don’t even think about unemployment insurance. We dispute everything.

Employee relations works for us, tell them everything. The boxes aren’t free.

Don’t like it? Guard!

I love hockey. This is the time of year when fans are in their element, the playoffs. There is nothing like it. Ask any hockey fan and we’ll tell you, there’s nothing like playoff hockey.

I am also a life long NY Ranger fan so you can imagine my delight as the team (one of the original six I might say – yes, I am a snob about that) has won two game sevens to advance to the Eastern Conference Finals. Can we stand the thought of yet another game seven?

NY Ranger fans are passionate and very vocal. Whether is yelling for a check or cheering a nice cycle we are not a quiet bunch. We are also very good referees, seeing every cross-check, hook, knee, slash or trip the opposition commits even if the referees don’t. And we love a good crunch. For instance in last night’s game the Rangers worked hard to keep the Caps bottled up in their own end. The work along the half boards, behind the goal and at the blue line were a sight to warm any Ranger fan’s heart. They played really well and the fans in the Garden were very loud. It was great.

Tonight LA is playing PHX in the first game of the Western Conference Finals. I can’t watch it. I tried, but I couldn’t stand the silence. I also couldn’t believe it. There was no passion from the fans, no noise. A good rush from the Coyotes didn’t evoke much of a response nor did a very nice save by the goalie. How could they be so passive? How could hockey fans behave as if they were at a golf match? Okay, it’s the desert and very hot (102 at game time), but it’s playoff hockey people!