Anna Nicole Autopsy

Being in the News business as I am, responsible for Closed Captioning, I am SO sick and tired of Anna Nicole Smith. But I must now do my part to put this puppy to rest.
I'm thinking that if I post the following, spit in the dirt, swirl the resulting mud in a counter-clockwise motion while humming the Sponge Bob Square Pants theme song... maybe this ghost will go away.

Oh, by the way, if you really want to examine the autopsy results closely, just click on each page and you will see the full size version... if you must.

LOL... my favorite part was the finding that her anus was "unremarkable"... LOL... That's not what Larry Birkhead said... maybe he's not the father of Dannielynn after all.

Have had your RDA of T&A today?

Never speak, unless you're spoken too... Dag Nabit !!

Why I Don't live in Lake Tahoe... Though, I would love too.

Those of you that are "City Folk"

Those of you that are "City Folk"... you don't realize what we deal with in the country... We've got cut CUDDLY rabbits.... want one?

I wish I could go back and write my own vows now...

Ask Your Doctor If This Medication Is Right For You...

If I could live this long, I would be amazed...

It would be wrong to laugh....

But, then again... how can you resist ???

At the Bama Breeze... I loved to act the fool down there.

I feel that I have always had more than my fair share of the "15 minutes of Fame" we're all supossed to have... Despite my obvious Radio exposure, I am a "native" of George W. Bush's Home Town, I knew Laura Bush from the Midland Public Library,

I've hobknobed with bands such as the Eagles, Chicago and White Snake, Interviewed Ed McMahon... whose check bounced, by the way, and many other Who's who folks around...

I've interviewed many "smaller" people that were much more interesting or worthy of air time than those mentioned above, but the one person I have never met is Jimmy Buffet... but he visited a place that my wife and I used to call home and decided to make his Bama Breeze video at our old hang out... The Red Dog Saloon... which was recently gutted during Hurricane Katrina...

Seeing the old stomping grounds in ruins brought a tear to my eye... not because of the structure lost, but of the memories that it still held in the ribcage of it's skeleton. The song is wonderful, and makes me want to go back to that time... just to put make-up on Rusty while he's sleeping on the toilet.

If you understand what I'm saying in that regard, you know this post was meant for you.... otherwise... just imagine a guy that rarely got so drunk, he fell asleep on the toilet... ALOT!!!

The video is here... if you ever get at chance to get down to Bay St. Louis, MS... once they rebuild... stop in at the Red Dog Saloon ... and check out the women's bathroom stall.

Hey, Kat... remember that pool table?

Not Much - But A Little

I would never intrude on my permission, but I hope that by a little "push" and a little "fixin" that you get back into your blog.

Hoping that this "post" will get you back in the groove. Don't delete me as an author, just wanted to say hi... I will never post again without an invitation.

Check out the new features though...the labels are cool...

"If I Did It" Please Shoot Me

Ok... WAIT !!
I have to yell "BULLSHIT" whenever I see a bull with shit under him.

O.J. Simpson's unpublished "book" is now being auctioned off. By FRED GOLDMAN... Ron Goldman's father. Get the whole story HERE.

I have always stood by the Goldman family because they were in court fighting to bring down the man that allegedly murdered their son. I have to say allegedly in order to keep things orderly. In my opinion, O.J. did it.

I supported the Goldman's because they fought hard to bring down the man that had taken their son's life. It did not work out in the criminal trial, so the only other recourse was to make his life as miserable as legally possible by making him live the life of a pauper... like... me... WAIT A MINUTE!!!

Anyway, I applauded their fight against the publication of O.J.'s book, entitled "If I Did It". This made sense, since Simpson would profit from his crime. That was a justified action on their part since any parent who has lost a child to a murderous animal should have the right to make the perpetrators life as miserable as hell.

The publication was cancelled and all was good. Good for you Mr. Goldman. You stood by your morals and kept this evil man from perpetrating another vile deed.

I find it disturbing how Mr. Rogers can suddenly turn into a money grubbing pig.

The purpose of the civil trial was to come up with another way to punish Simpson. It was not, as we assumed, about the money.

Apparently, it was.

Through the actions of Mr Goldman and a public outcry, the publication was axed.

Now Mr. Goldman is going to do the same thing that O.J. was going to do?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!

Mr. Goldman has now shown his true colors... If he sells the rights to this book, he is no better than O.J.....

"The Goldmans were horrified as to the content, but the real horror was that Simpson was profiting," Goldman's lawyer, David Cook, said.
"O.J. is now on the block. On the right hand we get to sell the book, and on the left we get the money."

He is pretty much much pissing on his son's grave for the almighty dollar.

It is sad to say, but it would have been a teeny bit better to let O.J. profit from the proceeds, and then have it taken away... but not much better.

Mr. Goldman's fight to find justice for his beloved son, has turned into nothing but a rush to make as much money as he can.

Mr. Goldman, I feel for your son, were he able to see what you have become.

Imagine... you were murdered, and were able to see the just fight that your father made to bring justice to the perpetrator, only to see him counting the gold at the kitchen table and chuckling all the while.

May I be more of a Father.

Takin' 'Em Out PAST The Woodshed !!!

The Texas House passed House Bill 8 yesterday by a vote of 118 to 23. Among other things, the bill would require a MANDATORY 25-year prison sentence to Child Sex Offenders and would expand the death penalty to repeat child sex offenders, even if no life is taken. I'm not even going to go into what the 23 House Members were thinking that voted against this Bill, but at least it is a victory for many and a savior to many more. The only valid argument that I have seen argued against this type of law is that a child molester would be further inclined to murder his victim. The thinking behind this is that if he kills his victim, his odds of being caught are diminished since there is (possibly) no witness... and his odds remain the same of getting the death penalty, and are still reduced in regards to getting caught. If you want any justification for the new law, just look at your local Sex Offender Database and see how many child molesters live near you and only got off with probation. You can check that here... http://www.familywatchdog.us/ Remember, keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.

Driving With Drunks 03.04.2007

Ok, after being at my new job for almost six months... I feel I have a unique subject to write about. I quit DJ-ing in clubs 4 years ago so that i could get a "real job" and spend more time with my family. Now i have a job that still has me leaving the office @ 2am, when the bars close - my old schedule working in them - but now I travel 30 minutes on the freeway with drunks of all types. Now don't get me wrong... I enjoy the occasional cocktail or two ... or 12, but I have a strict rule that I will not drive even if I've had one beer. Now, I have not always been this way. When i was younger, I often drove quite intoxicated and even boasted about the many roadside sobriety test I passed when I knew I was drunk. But I became wise after one scare and made the vow to never DUI again. That was a week after 9/11 and I have not driven since, if I've even had 1 drink. But these days, as I drive home on a commute that lasts from 2am to 2:30am, I see these idiots put everybody's life in danger. I have to admit, the local 911 operators probably know my cell phone number by heart by now since I've assisted in the capture of DUI offenders that I have led police too. I haven't done this to be a narc... but rather, if I had not intervened, these guys may have killed themselves as irratically as they were driving. I ignore the occasional weave or "crossing of the line"... it's the guys that bounce off concrete barriers and keep going that I report. Tonight was the Grandaddy of them all though. I'm travelling down the freeway at 60mph... the freeway curves and I see a vehicle with it's brake-lights on, apparently on the side of the road. This is a 3 lane freeway, and being in the right hand slow lane, I move over to the center lane as a precautionary measure. Now, as I said, the freeway was curving, and as I enter the curve, I notice this pick-up that is stopped on the side of the freeway is actually not on the side of the freeway but, rather, in the center lane. Stopped... brake lights shining... IN MY LANE !!!! I swerve to miss, and immediately look at the traffic behind me as there was nobody in front of me... I see a FLOOD of headlights and anticipate the worst. I simultaneously grab my cell phone, and find the nearest exit as I dial 911. I expect to see a pile up behind me at any second. I get the 911 operator on the line and give her the location of the vehicle and inform her that I am trying to swing back around to approach the vehicle at a safe distance. Come to find out, I have to backtrack on a service road for two miles in order to make the loop. The operator says that she will have officers dispatched to the scene. In the meantime, i disconnect with her and pull up on the vehicle.... amazingly still stopped in the middle lane of a busy freeway... engine running... with the brake lights on. I pull well off of the shoulder to avoid what I am sure is going to be a very bad ending if some of the occasional drunks happen to pass by and not notice the pretty bright red lights that aren't moving, yet actually getting quite bigger... and closer. Traffic is quite heavy and amazingly speedy despite the hazard. I see the driver in the vehicle.... sleeping. I grabbed a handfull of gravel from the shoulder and pelt the pick-up with it. I do this again and again... no response. I was about ready to go ahead and grab bigger rocks and just bust the poor chap's window rather than dodge traffic to wake him. Just then, I saw flashing lights, and an ambulance pulled up right behind the truck with lights blaring... the passenger asked if i had called, which i acknowledged. He yelled that they would keep it under control and that I should move on, should something happen. I did... they did... and fortunately... hopefully... some sorry bloke may live to learn not to drive after he's had his fair share of Cock Ass... I mean, tails... Cocktails. I almost always have some kind of thing like this happen, though not as extreme as tonight's... so I will now maintain a log of the "Driving With Drunks" chronicled as they happen.... other than tonight's... many are quite funny. Remember folks... Don't drink and drive... you're better off just taking the chance that he'll catch you banging his girlfriend. I'll let you think about that one for a while... I need a Cock Ass.