Another story you're not gonna see...

...on the CBC...

Sources have told The American Spectator that on Tuesday night, after Hillary realized she had lost, she went into a rage.

Secret Service officers told at least one source that she began yelling, screaming obscenities, and pounding furniture. She picked up objects and threw them at attendants and staff. She was in an uncontrollable rage.

Her aides could not allow her to come out in public. It would take her hours to calm down.

And, apparently... the apple doesn't fall far from the tree...

"She’s fired many people. Many people have left the organization because of her. She is not a likable human being," Klein said.

"She is widely despised in the Clinton campaign in Brooklyn and at the Clinton Foundation because whatever little subtlety Hillary might have, Chelsea has none whatsoever."

Yeah, I'm shocked.

Star Trek...

...then and now...

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"I look forward to seeing..."

"...how the Chinese deal with the UAW."

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Icarus

The closest I ever came to doing this was back in the eighties, (probably don't have to mention it was before I was married), when I had a subscription to Kitplanes magazine.

Ranging from what resemble go-karts with wings to stand-ins for military spy planes, ultralight aircraft represent the fastest-growing segment of aviation in Canada - despite a steady stream of high-profile accidents.

Devotees can spend as little as $1,500 on a flying machine that looks like something Wile E. Coyote would order from the Acme Corporation, or the equivalent of a down payment on a lightweight factory-built plane.

It's still tempting, I tell you.

What's life without a dream?

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RELATED: Mrs. Neo begs to differ...

Although I have often said that if we were to win a million dollars in the lottery, (which would be quite an accomplishment, considering we don't buy tickets) I would rush out and buy a bulldozer... my wife retains a decidedly female suspicion of powered machinery.

She threatened last night to post a comment on the blog... pointing out that I had once again accidentally altered the lines of another pair of heavy-duty workpants with the chainsaw.

Now, it's true there is the occasional glitch, in what I portray as "life in paradise."

There was a moment there, when I felt the whirring carbon steel teeth nuzzling at my knee, that I thought, "Oh shit, you've really done it now"... but after a quick check to confirm the absence of arterial spray and securing a wad of paper towel (reminder to self, get a proper first-aid kit) to the affected area with a bungee cord... it was back to deforestation.

And despite a few inevitable trade-offs... all the poor corporate serfs mired in misery down there at Castlefrank and Bloor can still kiss my rural rectum... cos' I'm never going back.

Technorati Tags: ultralight, living the dream, still a few bugs in the system

Wind in the willows

Kept the boy up late last night so we could lie out in the back yard, eat caramel corn and gawk at the Perseid meteor shower. Nothing like staring out into the speckled void of eternity to really put things into perspective.

Obviously, human beings are a flea on the ass of the universe. The boy just asked if we could do it again tonight... a perfect dad moment.

This afternoon I grabbed up the Stihl and trekked out back for a little "chainsaw therapy". Lots of sun and birdsong... the bugs are on the wane.

A couple of hours bucking firewood into lengths and another trailer load of winter warmth is ready for the splitter.

Rounded out the day with canneloni and a Corona. The word superlative comes to mind.

Now, this may sound a little smug, but I just can't help wondering how all that stacks up, against whatever the Bay St. boys and other assorted urban serfs felt they actually accomplished over the last 24 hours.

It isn't too late... get out while you can.

Technical difficulties

When it rains, it pours.

On top of being blackballed from the Blogging Tories aggregator... (details to follow shortly), I lost the modem in my primary box the other day... to a nearby lightning strike.

Currently using the jurassic laptop for net access... hope to slap a new modem card in later today, or tomorrow.

Service, as they say, will resume shortly.

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UPDATE: Back in business

Managed to scare up a modem from my computer boneyard in the basement.

No sense spending big bucks on a new modem when the dialup around here maxes out at 28.8 kps. Gotta check on what's happening with hi-speed around here.

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UPDATE: Back in the fold

Still having some intermittent comms issues, which prevented me from addressing the BT matter in any detail. My modem may not have been the only bit of hardware smoked by the lightning strike.

Perhaps it's just as well... I received an email from Stephen Taylor at Blogging Tories early this morning, letting me know that I have been reinstated.

Being the "free speech" kind of guy that I am, I had planned on sharing our exchange over the post in question... but in deference to Stephen's reconsideration of the matter, I remain inside the tent... pissing resolutely politically incorrectly outwards.

A busy weekend...

Here at the halls... be back in a couple of days.