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So what now???

Okay, now that I got that off my chest, let us talk about where to go from here. Mr. Conway!!!!! Since you think Joe Taxpayer should bail out the financial industry (or at least some of the big players in that industry), what are YOU going to do to protect our investment??? This is an investment, right??

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Whose side are you on, Conway???

I read the article about Mr. Conway feeling torn up inside over the angst of having to vote for or against the bail out. Well, that is why the crown is heavy, right???

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"Too Late, too late" will be the cry....

I used to coach kids sports, and one of the dad's of the children I taught was himself my coach during highschool. On occasion, he would offer me pearls of wisdom to help ease my troubles with problems I had to deal with while working with the kids. One such pearl he offered is that we shouldn't reward bad behavior with playing time. Makes good sense to me.

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Waste not want not....

Tree Swing at the river

Time, where have you gone?

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The Blog Nazis: "NO POST FOR YOU!!"

I got censored this past week. I was doing a bit of blog-jousting with the noodleheads over at one of the most mindless blogsites I browse, Jessica's Well. I apparently drew their ire while trying to make my point about hypocrytical posting.

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Sold to the man in the cowboy hat for forty pieces of silver!!

I was doing some online research the other day when some info got my attention in the most disappointing way. I was interested in the upcoming "Smack Down" between Bill Dingus and "His Imperial Highness", Tom Craddick. So as I am reading and browsing, browsing and reading; I come across on on-line copy of their campaign finance reports.

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Look At That Tail Wag

Back and forth, to and fro,
I watch that long tan tail.

At the window watching kitties,
Or waiting for the mail.

At the counter expecting treats,
With sniffing nose held high,

That mangy dog we call Brutus,
Will let the day go by.

When he has new visitors
Or upon receiving food

With this furry instrument
you can gage his mood

I think the frequency of the wag

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