That was a wicked googlie?

I was reading an article in the Times Online and came across the following paragraph, which I think is referring to a cricket match.

Flintoff claimed a wicket in the first over of each of his three spells. Dangerman Gautam Gambhir was caught at third man for 14 attempting to flat-bat Flintoff over the offside, while Suresh Raina was on the receiving end of some hostile treatment from the Lancashire all-rounder before he played one on to his stumps off Stuart Broad for just one.

For the first time in my adult life, I am unable to make sense of a sentence written in English.  If you held a gun to my nads and said “tranlsate or we shoot”, I’d have to tell you to shoot.  The upside is I could then get some of these…in blue.


Well, I bought a MacBook and I’m getting used to it.  At first glance, I really like it.  I’m learning how to maneuver and how things work, plus Apple has got some great kb articles on how the Mac differs from the PC.  The articles also tell me how to do on a Mac what I used to do on a PC…you know, Finder vs Windows Explorer.  Only thing I haven’t figured out is if I can lock the screen like I can on a PC…

I’ll let you know how this goes, but so far, I’m really liking the Mac.  The thing is built like a brick and it’s got some neat software preloaded.  Plus, the trackpad is really slick with the multiple finger controls…really digging the two-finger scrolling.

Too much strain?!?

I just read this in The New York Times and I was floored by it:

Treasury announced it would inject an additional $40 billion into A.I.G., amid signs that the government’s original bailout plan was putting too much strain on the company.

Too much strain??  The government giving your company MY money is causing too much strain?  How in the f* can that be possible?  Wouldn’t NOT giving you the money cause too much strain?  Wouldn’t telling you to go get stuffed cause too much strain?  How can you possibly tell me, with a straight face, that injecting money into your company is causing you too much strain?  How about we just close the whole damn place down to relieve you of this strain?

You know, Dear Reader, the more I read about this bailout package the more it irritates me.  I hate to see people lose their jobs, I hate the ripple effects it would cause, but I’m freaking sick and tired of reading that everyone wants more and more and more.  When does it stop?  When does the government say, “I’m sorry, but you made your bed and now have to lie in it?”  Who’s going to bail you and me out from the bail out?

I can guaran-freakin-tee you that if you or I were in the same boat as some of these companies, the response we’d get would be, “Gee, I hate it for you.  Here’s a $157 a week to live on.  Buh bye”.  And the worst part, the part that galls me the most, the part that makes me want to drive to Washington and take a giant dump on the desks of every member of Congress (especially Ms. Pelosi) is that you and I, Dear Reader, the people who pay their bills on time, buy a house or apartment they can afford, the people who follow the rules, are going to end up getting screwed yet again.  But the companies that showed zero fiscal responsibility, that gave millions of dollars to morons who ran them into the ground, that did everything humanly possible to make themselves more and more and more despite the risks – these are the people we’re going to lend a hand to.  Nice.

Where is our government bailout, Dear Reader?  Where is our golden parachute, our low interest loans, our free money?  Nowhere…which is exactly where it’ll stay.

We’ve Moved

The new location for 3leggeddog is here. Hoping that embedding the link like this will keep the spammers at bay. If you don’t want to click on the link, the new blog is threeleggeddog on WordPress.

I’ve had fun being on, but think it’s time to go my own way. Hopefully, you’ll follow. 🙂 And, uh, if you know how to import my old stuff into WordPress, I’d be grateful if you’d share it with me.



Well, Dear Reader, I got dumped today…via email. Actually, dumped may be too strong a word. If you’ve been seeing someone for a week and unexpectedly get a “don’t be mad at me, but” email, is that being dumped? Or is it more like being laid off? Downsized? As my Scottish friends might say, “I’ve been made redundant.”