No triviality too banal.

Dirtbunny is Fucked

She cannot get up in the morning.  She doesn’t get enough sleep, mostly for reasons  that are completely her fault, but not entirely.  If she doesn’t set the alarm, she will sleep for 12-14 hours, until one or two in the afternoon.  Her ordinary alarm clock doesn’t cut it any more.  She’s gone ahead and tried out this bad boy and it works under normal circumstances, but it appears my sleep deficit has gotten so out of hand that normal rules of engagement do not apply.  She has just spent six weeks in the Booby Hatch, during which she did not get paid so it is imperative that she Go To Work and thus she Must Get Out of Bed even if she has had a mere 6 hours of sleep.  But she can’t.

Yesterday, I worked at home and it got to be about 10 pm and I did some calculations and I realized that I had already missed my bedtime window and I was going to be in big trouble and probably going to miss a day of work tomorrow, by which I mean today.  So I thought and thought and what the hell, let’s try something we haven’t tried already.

Continue Reading →


It’s been so long since I’ve done this that I seem to have forgotten some stuff so, um, drafts were, uh, lost, and, um, html was, uh, um, forgotten, so photos, and, well, iPad is, um, different, so, fuck it.  Here is the important part.

Russia, the crappiest team in the World Cup (FIFA says so, not just me) has just (well, “just” in Bunny’s magical world of the DVR) beaten Spain SPAIN, which isn’t you know, 2012-2014 Spain, but is still SPAIN, which kicked Italy’s tri-colored no-pre-assist-making ass (thank you Guus  Hiddink for giving me the vocabulary to express my rage) SPAIN in a PK shoot-out.

Crappy teams are not supposed to win penalty shoot-outs.  Tikitaka teams that complete 1031 passes in a match (look it up) are supposed to win penalty shoot-outs.  Crappy teams are supposed to lose their composure and shank their shots into row zed.  Russia made their shots.  Spain put their shots on target too.  They did not miss.  What happened to Spain was Igor Akinfeev, who is not a particularly outstanding goalkeeper.  He’s good enough to be the Russian #1 which isn’t saying much 🙄 and he’s workmanlike and I love him because he’s a keeper and it doesn’t take a lot more than that and he can come play at Juve now that Gigi has retired, but szszszszczczezzzney is better than he is, tho I don’t much like him, and Matti is better than he is, and Carlo Pinsoglio is probably better than him, so he’d be competing for the #3 keeper slot.

God.  Me and my tangents.  Oh!  Penalties!  So you make them, or you miss, or they are saved.  Akinfeev saved two.  And it was the second one that won the match.


It was a kick save.  A motherfucking kick save on a PK to beat SPAIN and knock SPAIN out of the World Cup.   Tomorrow after work, I’m getting “Igor Akinfeev” tattooed on my forehead in Cyrillic.


*hit -save draft- look up Cyrillic spelling*

Игорь Владимирович Акинфеев


oh FUCK Yes.  For the first time in my life, it’s good to have such a huge honkin’ head.  Thanks Daddy!


*this post powered by hunt n peck.  When you’re too lazy to go upstairs and get the Mac, hunt n peck*

What Has Your Congress Been Doing? H.R. 353


H.R. 353, the Weather Research and Forecasting Innovation Act of 2017, is pretty long statute and a little too dense for me since NOAA authorization statutes aren’t exactly my job or anything.  It’s difficult to see whether there’s some story behind the story going on here.  The point of the new law appears to be to authorize or continue the authorization of programs devoted to research and information-sharing in the area of weather prediction.  This is a good thing.  Weather prediction should be based on science, not on whether Uncle So-and-so’s lumbago is acting up or whether the cows are standing up or lying down.  Continue Reading →

Speaking of May Day……

Salsa aside, May Day is International Workers’ Day, which you probably think was invented by European Marxists in the 1920s, but was actually begun in Chicago in 1886 as a multi-day labor protest that culminated in the Haymarket Affair (someone threw a bomb that killed seven police officers), and THAT culminated in the prosecution and kangaroo-court conviction of eight usual suspect types–four of whom were executed and one other who killed himself before the state could do it for him–with the state not able to prove that any of them had any connection to the bomb, although they did hold inconvenient political beliefs.

The four went to the gallows singing La Marseillaise, which was the anthem of the international labor movement until it was replaced a few years later by L’internationale.

Dans le français d’origine:

And in the English translation–an old-timey chorale-style version, not the crappy modern chav folk version:

I am perfectly aware of the irony of snobby ole me using the word “chav” under these circumstances. I don’t care.

What Has Your Congress Been Doing? Undoing stuff

Most laws are, um, imperfect.  They contain vague bits, or ambiguous bits, etc.  Many statutes don’t really contain the information they need to be of any use to the public.  An example is Federal employee pay.  Congress does not sit down and decide how many dollars Laura gets in pay year 2017.  Congress authorizes OPM to make that decision.  Congress may require that new employees are paid the bare minimum, but Congress also says:  “However, under regulations prescribed by the Office of Personnel Management which provide for such considerations as the existing pay or unusually high or unique qualifications of the candidate, or a special need of the Government for his services, the head of an agency may appoint, with the approval of the Office in each specific case, an individual to a position at such a rate above the minimum rate of the appropriate grade as the Office may authorize for this purpose.”   So when you hear morons muttering about the unfettered power of unelected bureaucrats issuing burdensome regulations, you need to stop to consider that the unelected bureaucrats are doing exactly what Congress told them to do when it enacted a holey statute and told bureaucrats to issue regulations to fill in the blanks.

The power is not unfettered, either.  First, there’s a process, of course.  More importantly,  Congress has given itself the authority to issue Joint Resolutions “disapproving” of the very regulations it directed the bureaucrats to issue.   These disapprovals prevent regulations form taking effect or overrule them, so to speak, after they take effect.  In other words, Here.  You finish it.  Not like that.

So what has your Congress been doing?  It has been “disapproving” of a whole pile of regulations that were issued in late 2016.

H.J. Res. 57 undoing regulations implementing the 2015 Every Student Succeeds Act amendments to the Elementary and Secondary Education Act of 1963.

Continue Reading →

My inbox this morning

It’s National Salsa Month!  Salsa is a very personal thing.  I like mine with only a trace of onion, no cilantro, not too watery, and not tasting like canned tomatoes.

Actually, the list of industry-created National _____ Months and National _____ Days, not to mention National _____ Weeks may well blow your mind.  I’m cynical and it blew mine.  Everything is a marketing opportunity.

I wouldn’t even know about National Salsa Month but for an email from a favorite merchant of mine exhorting me to celebrate National Salsa Month by………

Continue Reading →

Looca Lunedi


I just found this in my Draft queue.  I don’t know what was going on March 16, 2016 that kept me from finishing and posting.  Looooca is retired now, but this is how I remember him:  on his ass on the floor, moaning about getting fouled, with the alleged perp in a heap next to him, possibly unconscious or (if conscious) waiting for the medical staff to produce the smelling salts.

Continue Reading →

What Has Your Congress Been Doing? H.R. 609 and S. 305

Congress has been naming VA medical facilities after esteemed WWII veterans and “includ[ing] National Vietnam War Veterans Day, March 29, among those days on which the flag should especially be displayed.

All this is well and good, especially naming the new medical facility, because it actually does something, as opposed to the flag one, which merely recommends something.  I wish, however, that someone, somewhere was working towards solving some of our enormous problems.  When the ship is going down, maybe a little less focus on naming the next employee of the month.



A Chance for Bug-eyed Redemption

When Dirtbunny was a kitten of 5 years old, she was traumatized by a horror movie she saw on TV.  That movie was “The Ghost and Mr. Chicken” starring Don Knotts.   Ever since, she has been the object of ridicule in her family.  You were afraid of Mr. Chicken.  Hahaha.  My family is cruel (where do you think I learned it) and they were completely unimpressed by my extenuating circumstances, i.e., I was five and I was sick.  You were afraid of Mr. Chicken.  Hahahaha.  It always comes back to that.  After I grew up and got married, even my husband got in on it.  You were afraid of Mr. Chicken Har har har.  Oh how I have suffered.


Well, guess what?  “The Ghost and Mr. Chicken” is going to be on TV (on the east coast) on Thursday.  Ima record it, ima watch it, and ima put this behind me once and for all.  I will be redeemed.

Except this is my life, so it isn’t that simple.  I went to program the DVR and, oh dear.  Encore (or Starz of whatever it is) is not part of my subscription.  Used to be included in the package.  Not any more.


So I will not be watching “The Ghost and Mr. Chicken.”  Was little Dirtbunny a sad little wimp for being afraid of Mr. Chicken?  Now we’ll never know.