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“Shoot for the moon – if you miss, you may hit a star.”
– Walter “Killer” Kowalski

Eh. So astrophysics was not Walter “Killer” Kowalski’s strong suit. He was an electrical engineer for a while, though, before turning to professional wrestling. Kowalski spent thirty years rassling as a professional heel, or bad guy (though he doesn’t appear to have been one, really). He spent the last thirty running a rassling school in Massachusetts (yeah…you don’t think they just take guys off the street and let them whale away on each other, do you? There’s education involved).

Kowalski died Saturday at the age of 81. Pretty good for a big dude (6’7″ in his yoof).

Speaking of heels and frauds, Jeremiah Wright has resurfaced in the US. He preached a sermon at a black church in Houston on Sunday that MSNBC bizarrely called “conciliatory.” (For a preview of the ugly we have in store in the next few weeks, cruise MSNBC’s comments sections).

“Twenty years ago, a scrawny little kid with a pointed nose and big ears — mama from Kansas and daddy from Kenya,” he began. “An ordinary black boy raised in a single-parent home. The boy walked into my office 20 years ago to talk about his dream for a community that concentrated on things that we could achieve in common, things that united us rather than to focus on all the problems and the issues in the community about which we disagree or the things that divided us.”

Yep. Still taking credit for Obama. I loved this observation: “This ordinary boy just might be the first president in the history of the United States to have a black woman sleeping at 1600 Pennsylvania, legally.”

What does that even mean? Seriously? When was it illegal for a black woman to sleep in the White House? Wright is going to be SO much fun, if he sticks around.

Right! That’s it! It’s Labor Day and I’m still officially restesing. It’s going to be another gorgeous day in New England, and I’m going to do today what I did yesterday — pop the top on the Weaselmobile and cruise the backroads into Connecticut farm country.

Did I mention the pie? There was pie!


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 1, 2008, 6:41 am

Wasn’t Kowalski the subject of the old joke whose punchline went, “it’s amazing what you can do when you bite your own balls”?

Comment from lizardbrain
Time: September 1, 2008, 8:29 am

What, the rest of us are too slow, you have to start the commenting without us?

I vaguely remember Killer Kowalski from my youth. Do you troll the obituaries to find this stuff? Sounds like a book I just finished re-reading (Basket Case, by Carl Hiaasen), about an obituary writer who was obsessed with the death dates of famous people.

Your plans for the day are very attractive. I oughta get out from behind my keyboard and follow your example. Enjoy the fine (if somewhat arid) New England weather.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 1, 2008, 8:34 am

Meh. I’ve been up since the wee hours. My cat jumped from the table to the floor, which sent the Bat Signal to my brain. I’ve had the whole internet to myself for hours.

Sadly, my usual hiking buddy is emphatically not a morning person. I should’ve made my own plans today.

Most of the weird nuggets of information I run across I find in the sidebars of the regular old MSM sites we all read. Kowalski’s school was local, so I think I found that at the Boston Globe’s site.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 1, 2008, 9:20 am

This is currently the front page of JohnMcCain.com:

“I pledge that tomorrow night and if necessary throughout our
convention, we will act as Americans and not as Republicans
because America needs us now. No matter what we are –
Republican or Democratic – America needs us to do what all
Americans have always done in times of disaster and challenge.”

Oof. Really *lousy* wording. I know where he’s trying to go with this, but this is some loose shit. We should not act like Republicans? What the fuck does that mean? Oh, and the other side is a Democrat, not a Democratic.


Comment from Gnus
Time: September 1, 2008, 9:56 am

Sarah just needs a little more time to whip things into shape.

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: September 1, 2008, 10:29 am

I think he was using Republican as an adjective there, so it goes with the adjective Democratic. But yeah, it is kinda crummy.

Comment from Pupster
Time: September 1, 2008, 11:03 am

Welp, since Gustav has backed down to a Category 2, can I stop acting like an American now?

Comment from Pupster
Time: September 1, 2008, 11:19 am

Maybe we are being too hard on old Maverick. He did put some pretty awesome sauce on the sandwich with his VP pick, and whomever is running his ads is kicking some ass.

Did you guys see ‘remote control’?


(HT: xbradtc)

Comment from Lokki
Time: September 1, 2008, 11:49 am

Great Ad.

The left is really gone the crazy. In the comments under that video you posted, Pupster, I found this little beauty:

chadmw45 (10 hours ago)

McCain’s Not a hero in any sense of that word, completely careless moron who killed US soldiers can’t be called a ‘hero’. He tore up his hero card a long time ago. Victim Jessica Lynch acted more ‘heroic’. A Real Hero is someone like Kerry, who steered into enemy fire, jumped off the boat, charged a machine gunner & doomed him with a .45. McCain losing 4 planes due to complete cluelessness & stupidity and recklessly deviating from SOP, getting captured as a result, makes a lucky POW, NOT a hero

I have to keep reminding myself that the average IQ score is 100, so therefore half the people you meet are stupider than average. I can easily see that’s true, but it’s getting scary out there.

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 1, 2008, 12:06 pm

And how does that doof know Kerry charged into enemy fire like Rambo. ‘Effing’ sissy probably shit his drawers….didn’t he shoot some guy in the back?

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 1, 2008, 12:43 pm

I like pie. I have been meaning to make an apple pie but just can’t get around to doing it. Stoopid siren innertubes.

Comment from Jill
Time: September 1, 2008, 5:00 pm

‘lo, Wease…you have pie?



Comment from Allen
Time: September 1, 2008, 8:06 pm

I like slithering on down to Rosamond CA every so often for Wrassling and Cats. First we have Zuma’s, great food. The guy who started the place was a wrassler, on the wall you can see pictures of him going up against Andre The Giant and others.


Slip on over to the big cat place and watch them eat their dinner.


Perfect outing.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 1, 2008, 8:29 pm

…when come back bring pie…

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 1, 2008, 9:11 pm

Allen, oh my, what a handsome fellow…

http ://www.cathouse-fcc.org/images/roby_6550.jpg

Comment from Allen
Time: September 1, 2008, 9:33 pm

PnB, my favorite has always been Caeser: http://www.cathouse-fcc.org/images/caesar1204.jpg

Just north of there, in Mojave, I watched Space Ship One from Burt Rutan’s company break the barrier. There’s also a race track near Rosamond.

Rockets, Big Cats, Racing, Rasslin’ ooooo.

Comment from Enas Yorl
Time: September 1, 2008, 10:18 pm

Okay, this one just looks odd: Pandora. Is it just me or does that look like somebody p-shopped that one?

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: September 1, 2008, 11:40 pm

That “shoot for the moon” saying has always made me twitch. The school at which my mom used to teach had a variation: “Shoot for the moon. If you miss, you’ll land among the stars.” I made a poster for my mom’s room giving the distance from the Earth to the Moon and from the Earth to the 5 closest stars, and concluded with “Whoop for Overachieving!”

She wouldn’t put it up. Sigh.

(Slightly related: one of my cousins once asked me how the shuttle gets from the earth to the ISS without hitting any stars. *facepalm*)

Comment from Allen
Time: September 1, 2008, 11:50 pm

ZOMG, she’s a weasel. One of her first kills was a bunny.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 2, 2008, 7:34 am

Heh. Loved the Times article, Allen. He described one person as a “lifetime” member of the NRA. What do you want to bet the man told him he was a “Life Member”? See, this is why we need interpreters when we visit each other. (Uncle B said nice things about my Bristols yesterday. Don’t ask).

I have almost 500 spams in the filter this morning. I didn’t touch it over the weekend, but I think that’s way heavy. I am going through it, but apologies if you’re in there and I accidentally biff you. I like this one:

Your guestbook is example of middle-class guestbooks. Congratulation! I?ll show your site and guestbook to my friends.e

Somebody must’ve told him middle class was a good thing.

Comment from lizardbrain
Time: September 2, 2008, 8:41 am

You got a leather jacket? Times must’ve been tough when I ponied up the Life Membership fee: all I got was a crappy clock.

Yeah, the language imprecision bugs me, too. And it’s not just the furriners. In all the accounts I’ve read so far in the blogs & news I read on the intertubes (and I’m a political junkie), Sarah Palin is invariably referred to as a “lifetime” NRA member. It’s possible her parents bought her a membership when she was born, but not likely.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 2, 2008, 8:58 am

I thought a jacket was always part of the deal. I’m just a regular old member, I’m afraid. A Life Membership was one of the things I hoped to buy when I sold my house, if I don’t get skinned alive on it.

Comment from Princess Bernie
Time: September 2, 2008, 11:51 am

Allen, I thought you were from my old stomping grounds. I graduated Mojave High in the mid 70’s.

Still have family in the area. You familiar with Fremont Valley?

Comment from Allen
Time: September 2, 2008, 12:30 pm

Princess Bernie, Mojave High? Cool, I was born down in Lancaster, I live a little farther north now. On the eastern slope of the Sierras. I’m not that familiar with the Fremont Valley.

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 2, 2008, 1:07 pm

(Uncle B said nice things about my Bristols yesterday. Don’t ask).

My husband says nice things about my Bristols too. *waggles eyebrows*

Comment from Dave in Texas
Time: September 3, 2008, 10:41 am

pie, you say?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 3, 2008, 11:01 am

Bumbleberry. Me, I’d never heard of bumbleberry pie, but I gather it’s all the tart soft fruits: raspberries, blackberries, a bit of rhubarb.

I’m not generally a big pie eater, but this was nice. I cut it up and froze it, and all I have to do is snap off a slice, but it in an iron skillet with a lid for fifteen minutes and — pie!

Comment from Dave in Texas
Time: September 3, 2008, 8:03 pm

I distinctly heard something about pie here. I knows it!

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 3, 2008, 8:09 pm

Dave, even a blind pig gets pie twice a day. Take heart!

Comment from benning
Time: September 4, 2008, 10:24 am

I remember Killer Kowalski! I watched wrestling when Bruno Samartino was a star, I watched Haystacks Calhoun fight Gorilla Monsoon. I remember!

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