Sunday, January 6, 2013 at 3:01AM I mentioned last year that I wondered if I was over the line in some areas. Entertainment might be one area where I am over the line.
Humor Wednesday, January 2, 2013 at 12:00PM 
It is time to don my Criswell memorial prophetic mantle. Here are my predictions for 2013.
The reason Obama is now in favor of gay marriage will become evident. He will divorce Michele and marry Speaker Boehner.
Obama will intervene in Syria and Iran, it will not turn out well--one hundred thousand Christians will die in the Middle East.
On the British Royal pregnancy… It will be a boy.
Catholic hospitals all around the country will close, or at least not give their employees health insurance.
Obama will fast for Ramadan.
Bob Thiel will make a total fool of himself. (People outside of my own religious tradition will not know who this is, and they do not need or want to know. This prediction is almost 100% certain to occur as long as he does not die on New Year's Eve.)
All the goldbugs will continue to predict economic collapse. They will be wrong. The strength of the economic system will continue to amaze the naysayers. The dollar is headed up. In the US things will actually improve with modest growth. What do you expect to happen with the Fed printing 1 trillion dollars? Japan will implode, but not in 2013. Europe will implode as well, also not in 2013. The can will be kicked. Buy gold anyway. (Note I am not an investment advisor, but an unpaid satirist.)
Hillary Clinton will recover from her blood clots, and will host a new game show, "Win, Lose, or Drone."
The Beatles will reunite for a charity concert. Elvis will do one number.
There will be a security breach and the US moon bases will be revealed.
We will have another hot summer. This will continue for several years until the solar sun spot cycle moves on.
There is no picture of the Grover Mills incident, so this one from Roswell will have to do. An alien space ship will be discovered in Grover's Mill, NJ. The coverup and the pretending it was only a radio drama instead of a news program hosted by Orson Wells about Aliens landing in 1938 will be exposed. (Of course, most people will not believe the evidence.)
I predict that I will never again write a blog post at 11:30 PM on New Year’s Eve.
Humor Sunday, December 23, 2012 at 9:41AM 
A TernLittle did I know that when I was asked to get some whole wheat French bread on the way home, that it would lead me into the belly of the Beast. But I promise to leave no tern unstoned in my search for blogging excellence, so I share with you the experience.
As I approached the Beast, I noticed a man on a motorcycle. As any good citizen would, he wore a proper helmet. I would even say a friendly helmet. On it was a skeletal hand with one finger raised in salute. I salute you too, random citizen of Babylon.
I had to park a long way away from the Beast. I wish I could say I was using the trick I learned in diet class of parking far away from the store for the exercise, but it was just that the Beast was busy. It must have been someone's birthday or something. Outside the Beast was a women dressed in red who said hi to everyone who entered. She even had a bucket on a tripod for cigarette butts. I do not smoke so I just smiled.
In the store was popcorn in metal tins. It seemed a strange way to buy popcorn, but since there were Disney Princesses on them, how could I say no? It is for the children. (Yes I was correct, the popcorn was a big hit at my house.)
After finding the wheat bread, I decided that we had peppers at home that needed stuffing. I paid a premium for the low fat type of ground meat, as the fat will be absorbed into the pepper as it cooks. I know that the fat is artificially added to the ground meat in order to reduce the quality and make more money, but I am sure that Babylon has my best interest in mind. My health is important to them!
I went down the "beer" isle. I use the quotation marks since you cannot call the alcoholized water the Beast sells beer. I bought Asti Spumante for New Year's Day. This is a big day in any Russian household so I need to be ready.
It seemed that everyone and his brother was in line to check out. I had less than 20 items so I could go to the slightly faster lane. As I left I saw a different woman in a blue vest at the exit. What a boring job I thought. But on reconsideration, with Obama as president, this might be a premier job in our near future. I smiled at her, she smiled at me and said, "Thanks for shopping at Walmart."
Humor, Leaving Babylon Sunday, December 16, 2012 at 3:00AM My favorite record album when I was a kid was Songs of the West That the Children Love Best. Even though I was a cowboy for a time, this never translated into a desire to listen to country music. Although I do have an affection (although my kids considered it an “affliction,” if I made them listen to it) for Blue Grass music.
So when I came across this clip from an old Johnny Cash Show where Marty Robbins sings a medley of his classics, I thought that some might enjoy it. Here it is.
But in my own whimsical way, I thought you might also like Steve Martin's “cover” of Marty Robbins most famous song, El Paso.
This naturally leads to Steve Martin’s first TV special. Here is part 1.
There are a lot of questionable things on YouTube, but with discretion, YouTube can be a part of leaving Babylon the Great’s entertainment industry as a consumer of advertising. You would be surprised at the large variety of videos there. Netflix can also be a part of this. Yes, that might mean waiting for 6 months for your favorite series, but that really should not be a problem. Personally I prefer to watch a whole season over a few weeks, especially when the series has a story arc.
Do Not Watch The Ads. They are affecting you.
That is a central point to leaving Babylon the Great.
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