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Well, they say things happen in threes bunches. And now we have the third another media personality to pass on. (H/T to HDD)

What can you say about Billy, well he certainly was “energetic” on camera. I didn’t get the chance to see the reality show on Discovery Channel he hosted called “Pitchmen”, so I’m not sure what he was like off camera. What I can say is that it is tragic if the way this article is suggesting turns out to be the actual cause of death.

Once again, the condolences of the Southern HQ go out to the Mays family and friends.

Time to get serious.

For those who haven’t had time to catch this, H.R. 2454 (aka, the Waxman-Markey energy bill) is the nefarious plan to tax America into oblivion. All under the auspices of “going green”. I could spend hours typing in the overview of this beatdown of a bill, but just go here to check it out.

Even the Wall Street Journal is saying this thing is a bad idea.

Even more surprising is that the Can’tBeStuck (in last place) networks are chiming in with this interesting piece about the energy and health reform bills. Color me slightly shocked once I read that article.

Folks, the time to get involved is now. The Generalette-to-be and I have already written our House rep to say vote “HELL NO” on the energy bill. You should do the same. Or start stockpiling cash cause any form of energy, from your electric to the gas for your car/truck/SUV/RV/Hummer is going to chew into more of your monthly budget. Like starting tomorrow!

ThatIsAll™

UPDATE (1015 hours): Seems the weasel Demonscum have added 100 341 (H/T to David) pages to this bill overnight in order to “pork up” the bill. This is pathetic people. Get out there and let your House reps know they need to vote “NO”.

Not got much to say about this one since TMZ has extensive coverage, Misha has posted his thoughts, Darth’s secret lover posted her comments, and the lame stream pukers have posted on this ad nauseum already.

Yes, he was a talented singer…before he went WACKO. Misha got it right in the title of his post, “Wacko Jacko”. But being who we are here at the Southern HQ, we still offer our condolences to the Jackson family at their loss.

Had to lighten things up a little for Friday. Between triple-digit temps here and the humidity creeping upwards, it’s been a draining week. So here’s something from the lighter side of life.

Check out after the fold.

Look closely at the pictures below. Then continue reading after.

Yes, this is real

No really, this is an actual image

We are not joking here!

These images were captured from a city located in India. Yes India, that country where a lot of our American companies outsource their Help Desks to. Answers that annoying question of why your call got disconnected or why the call sounds like your talking into a tin can now doesn’t it.

Try not to laugh too hard….

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Information has appeared on the radar that former “Charlie’s Angel” star Farah Fawcett has passed away. Reports from earlier today say friends and family had been called to her bedside to say their goodbyes. Similar to Ed McMahon, Farah has been battling serious health issues and as we can see she has now been called home.

Once again, the Southern Command HQ sends out our condolences to the family.

Well, another TV icon has passed on. Most of you I’m sure have heard that Ed McMahon passed away yesterday at the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center from complications of numerous afflictions. All of us knew Ed. From his days as the sidekick for Johnny Carson on “The Tonight Show” to hosting “Star Search”, and the ubiquitous commercials for the Publisher’s Clearing House Sweepstakes. You can read more here.

The members of the Southern HQ extend our prayers and condolences to the McMahon family.

Okay denizens, the Generalette-to-be and I had one of those weekends were Mr. Murphy decided to visit us and STAY. First off, I tried running the wiring for the home theater system at her house and proceed to only accomplish loosing my temper and about 12 pounds of sweat while up in the attic. Unfortunately, that is a job that will have to wait.

Then Mr. Murphy insisted on finishing off the weekend by deciding her A/C system needed some servicing. From what the a/c tech can figure, there was a power surge that proceeded to fry the system board on the attic unit and the step-up transformer as well. We were also told that our system was the third of the weekend that a power surge BBQ’d the system board. So the TOTD (tip of the day) is consider getting surge protection for your A/C system (we ALL have surge protection on our “toys”, right?). Save yourself a bit of trouble tomorrow.

Because of all this “madness”, I’ve not got anything for today. Be back tomorrow, hopefully.

Dismissed™

Yippee.  Ha-ha.  Whee.

Normally, this announcement would have been preceded by a sidebar countdown, along with corresponding posts entitled “Five”, “Four”, “Three”, etc, etc.  Ad infinitum, ad nauseam.  And there would have been the dreaded Windoze Media Player plugin with the obligatory “Vacation” .wav file tripping off on your computer – since, apparently, I can’t figure out how to disable the fucking “auto-start” feature.  Grrrrr.

None of that this time, because this isn’t really a vacation, but just five days away from my primary job in order to do my secondary  one.  I.E, moving boxes over to the new Realm™ headquarters in Arlington.

This is just to let you guys know that:  1) yes, I’m still alive, and 2) no, I’m not posting anything else from this location.  This be it until I gets my happy ass into the new digs. (Digz?)

Anyway, y’all be cool until then.  General, excellent work – keep it up.  See if anyone you know’d like to become an amateur blogger.  (Degree of rankness in proportion to desireability. (grin))

See you guys in Arlington.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls….here is your reading assignment.

You WILL go here and read this letter. You WILL do it now.

If you are like everyone else that frequents here, you are like both Darth and myself in that you are completely FED UP with what Obamanation is doing to us and the mockery they are making of our Constitution, you will read that letter.

Take five minutes, heck take fifteen minutes if you need to. Just read it.

Then do what I and the Generalette-to-be have done. Sign the petition that is linked on the same page.

If you care about your country and are tired of the total disregard Al-Obambi and the ENTIRE Washington Inside-the-Beltway clan has for “We The People”, then it’s now time to have your voice heard.

ThatIsAll™

Not got a lot of time to write an extensive post, but this is a HOT one!

If you don’t follow Glenn Beck, happen to frequent the Washington Examiner, or don’t really care for articles by Byron York….you’re likely to have missed this one. Of course, our unbiased, non-judgmental, non-agenda seeking Lame Stream Lapdog Sleazedia will never catch on to this issue. Even if they could win a Pulitzer for reporting it.

Folks, this one stinks more than a Arkansas turkey farm in August…or even more than Congress giving themselves a raise when the economy is in the tank and those same people are saying “cut costs”.

Pay attention to this one, cause this one has the potential to put Al-Obambi out of office. Maybe even out of the country….well, we can “Hope” for that sort of “Change” now can’t we???

(Hat tip Michelle.)

Shades of Rodney King.

In a perfect world, Zen Master Philicia and his little band of merry men (including Thug Kobe) would be banned from the NBA playoffs for the next five years, regardless of record.

Just sayin’.

(Yeah, I know the Clippers are there, as well.  Like they ever make the playoffs?    )

Before jumping in to the bag of stuff that has been annoying the crap out of me, I wanted to post something a little more…shall we say…..light-hearted.

Something most of us can relate to on a day-to-day basis.

Our sanity (or lack thereof, depending on the person). With that in mind, here are 14 things you can do to prove to others that your sanity has not left you as quickly as our freedom, liberties, or hard-earned money does thanks to those “52 Percenters” who insisted on “Change”.

As the cameras fade in from black, we find ourselves on the Comm section of the local stardock. The lone figure seen is one Wizard Merlin, relegated to the graveyard shift of Comm Station duty…..remember, the rest of the crew is either dead or still on medical leave trying to mend from the recent devastation.

We can see where Merlin’s eyelids are very heavy, obviously he’s been hitting the Romulan Ale again…and possibly the late hour as well…….

Just as his chin hits the desk the comm speaker SCREAMS to life. The Wizard flings awake so violently he flips the chair he’s sitting in backwards and nearly passes out from the concussion of hitting his head on the floor of the station. The voice we can hear emanating from the now nearly non-functional speaker is that of Supreme General Rayegun.

Let’s join the conversion……

[RAYEGUN]: Damnit, who the hell is manning Comms!!! Answer me you sleaze ball or you’ll be scooping shit at the Democratic Convention from now till eternity!

[MERLIN]: Ummm, ummm….{shakes his head to try and clear his addled brain} Merlin here General. Ummm, uhhhh….Can I assist you with something?

[RAYEGUN]: MERLIN!! What the hell are YOU doing on Comms? And have you been hitting the Romulan Ale AGAIN????

[MERLIN]: Ummm, ummm….uhhhh, No sir. {prays that is the correct answer}
And after the little war as well as the fall of the Pegasus it’s been a bit scarce to find qualified comm techs to watch the subspace channels and all.

[RAYEGUN]: Fine. {Merlin wipes his sweat-ridden brow} Where’s Darth? He needs to be made aware that I’ve finally returned from my extended TDY in the Gamma Quadrant.

[MERLIN]: Ummm, he’s unavailable at this time General, sir.

[RAYEGUN]:WHATTTT!!!!!! {the comm speaker nearly explodes from the console}
Well be sure he gets the message as soon as he is AVAILABLE!! I’ll be in my office if anything comes in.

[MERLIN]: Ummm, {hic} yessir.

[RAYEGUN]: MERLINNNNNNNNN!!!!!! {cameras and sound fades to black}

Yes folks, I’m back from a rather unplanned extended absence. There’s been quite a bit going on down here at the Southern HQ. First of which is that much like Darth, the General’s residence is in the process of changing locations. This is due to the impending nuptials next month (kinda also the reason for my disappearance). I won’t go into too many details here, but the General is a very happy camper again. The big day is July 25, 2009. The new Generalette-to-be is like-minded and would happily laugh at any of the “52 percenters” and their so-called “change”. She is also an elementary school teacher of almost 20 years who absolutely hates what the federal guvmint has done to ruin the education system.

After a week-long honeymoon in Hawaii, I will be posting much more frequently. For now, be on the lookout for some stuff that has been annoying the crap out of me. I’m sure you can guess what it concerns.

Keep the comm channels open.

Someone forgot to tell the North that it was summer. 

Guys, by chance didja hear about this?

A San Diego pastor and his wife claim they were interrogated by a county official and warned they will face escalating fines if they continue to hold Bible studies in their home.

The couple, whose names are being withheld until a demand letter can be filed on their behalf, told their attorney a county government employee knocked on their door on Good Friday, asking a litany of questions about their Tuesday night Bible studies, which are attended by approximately 15 people.

Granted, Conventional Wisdom™ mandates that such gatherings should, by definition, be open to all, even (theoretically) those off the street.  Carrying the gospel to the nations ‘n all that.

Given who it was that was asking the question, however, I think I’d've been tempted to reposnd, “Just what the Hell™ business is it of yours, douchebag?

“Do you have a regular weekly meeting in your home? Do you sing? Do you say ‘amen’?” the official reportedly asked. “Do you say, ‘Praise the Lord’?”

The pastor’s wife answered yes.

She says she was then told, however, that she must stop holding “religious assemblies” until she and her husband obtain a Major Use Permit from the county, a permit that often involves traffic and environmental studies, compliance with parking and sidewalk regulations and costs that top tens of thousands of dollars.

Okay, just before typed this blurb, I uttered both “Amen” and “Praise the Lord”.

I am now patiently waiting for San Diego’s brownshirts to come knock at my door.  C’mon, pussies – I fucking dare  ya.

And if they fail to pay for the MUP, the county official reportedly warned, the couple will be charged escalating fines beginning at $100, then $200, $500, $1000, “and then it will get ugly.”

Dunno ’bout you guys, but the minute this chickenshit said that, I’d've been overwhelmingly tempted to let things “get ugly” right then and there.  Starting with shoving my .357 in said chickenshit’s face and inviting him to get his ass off my doorstep before I escorted his ass off this mortal coil.

But that’s just me.  Just sayin’.