New Stuff

I was thinking there is not enough crap here, so I added more. The terror alert status thing. As you can see, we are at "Ernie" level for all commercial flights and "Bert" level for everything else. The highest alert level is "Elmo". Below "Bert Level" is "Cookie Monster", and then the lowest alert level is "Oscar". Pretty simple huh? I think so.

And that is not all. Seeing as how it is Good Friday and stuff today I figured - why not go to the Daina Beach Marine Flea Market? The flea market needs a new name. You see, it used to be at the Daina Beach Jai-Alai / horse track place. But then Broward voters approved evil Las Vegas style slot machines - Dade County voters PUSSIED OUT and fell for the ad campaigns paid for by SUN CRUZ CASINO BOATS and various religious groups who hate casinos and think that gambling will "ruin the family friendly environment" but they LOVE all the money those evil casinos gave them to make propaganda! Also there is not a "family friendly" environment here. South Beach is very gay and nothing but bars and nightclubs. Not that there is anything wrong with this. People like nightclubs - and the clubs on the beach are among the hottest in the Nation. And bars - well people like to drink! At least on the beach they do. As for the gay part - well when the area was run down and crappy they moved in for cheap. Then they fixed the place up, and got some of the Art Deco buildings restored. So good for them! At least someone did what needed to be done!

But that is off topic. The casino expansion at the horse track place displaced the marine flea market. So now it is at JOE ROBBIE stadium. The bald menace can rename it anything he likes, but it is and will always be named after Joe Robbie - the owner of the Dolphins that had hair and everyone liked. GOT THAT BALDY!!!

This is what an asshole looks like. Notice the ass like head. You can buy up all the crap you want Wayne, but if you must go around renaming things then BUILD THEM YOURSELF without asking for WELFARE from people who do not give a shit about the Dolphins or Marlins or Panthers or whatever. Use your own money to build your own for profit business. But what do I know about that - I am probably some sort of communist. So yea, build your own stadium and name it whatever you want.

In your honor Wayne, brand new Iguana Music.

The flea market is in the parking area of the stadium. The plan is to get there early, before the "good stuff" is sold. If there is any "good stuff" there. These flea markets tend to feature a lot of junk. Plain old junk. You have to sift through the shit to find the good stuff. So I get there early on the first day, do the sifting thing, possibly find stuff, and then go home. Saturday there is usually a lot of people at the thing. I am hoping to beat some of the crowd, unless EVERYONE is going to skip work tomorrow.

Ever notice how everyone is "religious" on religious holidays that are not already paid days off? Funny how that happens. But I have been working with the local public school system - so work is pretty much canceled for people like me for the next week. It is not so bad, and it passes the time till I can find more full time employment I deem to be worthy of my abilities and skills.

Translation - no good offers yet. But if I make it like "I am too good for that crap job anyway" then it makes you feel better. Pint of view is everything.