From Jazz Shaw at Hot Air:
“This is the stuff that gives senior Democratic Party leaders nightmares. Their voters came withing spitting distance of nominating a card-carrying socialist last time around and it divided the party in two. Without the superdelegates acting as the adult monitors in the room, who might they nominate next? A member of Antifa?”
We can only hope.
1) “Unexploded World War II bombs hamper efforts to battle massive wildfires rampaging through a German forest” — don’t care; they started it.
2) “Mummified body found in a hoarder’s home ‘belonged to a cat burglar who was executed on the spot after being caught in the act’ ” — I have an alibi. (Oh, sure: like you’ve never thought about doing it.)
3) “Wednesday’s Cascadia Quake A Wake-Up Call For Pacific Northwest: Feared Mammoth 9.0+ Quake A Matter Of When, Not If” — can’t wait.
4) “The eurozone is destined to fail.” — can’t wait, Part II.
5) “State Department is blocking economic aid slated for the Palestinians and is sending it somewhere else!” — about time, too. God-Emperor Trump continues to wow conservatives, this time by shafting those Arab assholes — who don’t deserve anything from us considering their past, present and future behavior.
And your “feelgood” story of the day:
6) “Clueless couple struggled to get pregnant for four years are told by doctor the wife is still a virgin because they were having anal sex” — well, at least the husband got something out of it… but after they figured out what they were doing wrong, she got pregnant, which as any fule kno, is when the sex stops. I know all this sounds unlikely, but let us remember that this happened in China, where anything’s statistically possible in a population of 1.5 billion people.
I know that what constitutes the “best” of anything is very much a personal issue, especially as it pertains to entertainment — Mel Brooks’s Blazing Saddles has been hailed as one of the best movie comedies ever made, for instance, yet I can’t watch it past the first five minutes — but I think when to comes to TV sitcoms, it’s not too difficult a job to create a list of at least eight which could be classified as “really, really good, if not the best”. So here’s what follows for the next eight Saturdays: my personal favorite TV sitcoms, being defined as those which I could watch (and sometimes have watched) from Episode One through Episode Final, and which I can safely call “the best”. They are in no specific order, and as with all my lists, their popularity is irrelevant: I happened to love them, and that’s all that counts. Note too that the list doesn’t include many (or any) of the newer shows, simply because I gave up watching TV to any degree in about 2005. And I’ve excluded cartoons (with one exception), because I’ve only ever watched a few, and none all the way through. Here goes with 1…
Cheers
As ensemble casts go, this one pretty much had it all. Almost every character was funny and outrageous, and they seemed to take it in turns — sometimes within the same episode — to make the viewer roar with laughter. My absolute favorite character was George Wendt’s Norm, whose comebacks on entry were one-line classics:
“Hey Norm, how’s the world been treating you?”
“Like a baby treats a diaper.”
and:
“Can I pour you a draft, Mr. Peterson?”
“A little early, isn’t it Woody?”
“For a beer?”
“No, for stupid questions.”
And finally, I will be forever grateful to Cheers for introducing me to Kirstie Alley:
Your suggestions in Comments…
Ranked in ascending order of bad:
Your suggestions in Comments.
According to this guy, the only three chamberings one needs to hunt everything in the U.S.A. are the following:
To paraphrase Sheriff Margie in Fargo, “I’m not so sure I’m agreeing with your rationale, there.”
I don’t agree with the rifle choices (the 12ga. is a no-brainer), for the simple reason that they don’t pass the “To Be Found On The Shelves Of Bubba’s Bait & Ammo Store In Bumfuck, Anywhere” test. Granted, the 6.5mm Creedmoor (a.k.a. the “flavor of the month” cartridge) and .338 Win Mag are fine cartridges, but are they sold everywhere? I doubt it.
Also, two chamberings aren’t enough. We can sit and argue the point all day about which rifle cartridges are the best — and I have no problem with entertaining said discussion in Comments, of course — but I am of the opinion that the “hunt anywhere / anything” criterion in the U.S. of A., given the wide variety of terrain and game we have, cannot consist of fewer than three centerfire rifle chamberings, to whit:
…and a credible argument can be made for an additional, larger cartridge for grizzly in deep brush, such as:
I know, anything a .308 can do, a .300 Win Mag can do better; but let’s just add a little real-world experience by acknowledging that the .300 Win Mag costs twice as much as its little cousin, and also because recoil / owie shoulder.
All that established, feel free to suggest your three favorite rifle chamberings in Comments, especially when taking the “Bubba’s Store” criterion into account. Explain your choices, if necessary. I’ll be adding mine later.