I was going on a camping trip and had an aluminum water bottle. I thought that it would be a treat to have some flavored drinks. The current rage is the squeezable, sugar-free flavors. The package looked appealing and peach is one of my favorite flavors. I even like the fake peach drink that you get at some fast food and concession joints.
Well, let me tell you, this "Peach Vacation" is a major fail. It tastes like crap. I thought that perhaps that I put in too little, so I gave it an extra squeeze and all it did was make taste even more like crap. I tried less of the stuff, and it tasted like Hint of Crap. There is nothing that can make this taste good.
This is a huge disappointment because I was an early adopter of Crystal Light, and generally I like their stuff. However this Peach Vacation tastes like the peaches went on a vacation through the intestines of a monkey and once out of the monkey bum hole, sat in the sun for a few days.
An avid reader and fan of Cosmological Cabbage passed this ghetto wedding pic to me. It is priceless. You have all of the elements - a trailer park, a pregnant bride, smoking, beer cans, the pit bull, toothless redneck, a mullet, torn jeans -- priceless!
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Ironically, note the rainbow in the right of picture below.
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More pictures of Haitian misery. These Haitians were intercepted off Ragged Island in the Bahamas, aboard a dangerously overcrowded home-made sloop trying to escape Haiti. Even though they land in the Bahamas, their ultimate goal is the United States.
Here they are waiting to get shipped back to Haiti. The refugee and human misery problem is closer to our door than you think.
This is the victim.
OK, the crime situation in the Bahamas is getting scarier and scarier. Not only are tourists raped and robbed, but there is virtually a killing every other night. Nobody is sacrosanct. The government is powerless to stop it because they are ineffectual in governance.
From the Tribune Newspaper in Nassau today:
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You often read about it in books, or you see it in the movies, but rarely do you find a field full of beautiful wild flowers. I found just such a field, and the extent of the flowers was amazing. They grew everywhere like a carpet of blossoms.
Interspersed among the white blossoms were a few yellow buttercups. Click on the pic to get a full view of the field.
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A warning from across the pond...
By A. Chappell on July 3, 2012
After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a bit of a treat.
I ordered it well in advance and working in the North sea I considerd myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen.
I didn't have long to wait. At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned it under me.
The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned .Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn't managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon.I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so.I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running it's engines behind me. This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain.
The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before. unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my arse while muttering..." Ooooh that feels good ". Understandably this was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn't heard her come in it caused an involutary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn't the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn't improve my status...So to sum it up Veet removes hair, dignity and self respect...:)
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Haiti is a failed state. There are virtually no opportunities for work. Many of them try to escape. The Haitians build sloops and sailing boats from scrap. The sails are old fabrics, bed sheets, old fabric signs -- virtually anything that they can get their hands on.
The Haitian sloops used to be in great numbers in Nassau Harbour, trading mangoes and other foodstuffs for cold hard cash. They aren't there any longer, because the Royal Bahamas Defence Force stops them.
There are many illegal Haitians in Nassau. The Haitian population is around 70,000 people in a country with a population of 330,000. Illegals are desirable for employment in Nassau, because they have an excellent work ethic, unlike the Bahamians who are lazy and won't do low-level jobs. The Haitian workers also send most of their money home.
Haitians are hated and discriminated against in the Bahamas by the general population. Populist governments make great shows of rounding up the illegals. However they still keep coming because Bahamians keep hiring them for their work ethic and cheap wages. I have often heard in the street "Deport the Illegals, but not my Haitian"! One of the most derogatory terms that a Bahamian can call anyone is a "Hyshun", which is how they pronounce it in the local dialect.
Most Haitians would rather end up in the US than in the Bahamas. The US is only 100 and some miles from Florida, however the waters are heavily patrolled. Human trafficking is a huge problem. Many Haitians regularly die in mass drownings in the Bahamas. This happens from overcrowded boats or in some cases, human traffickers dump the refugees overboard when the authorities come near.
Just in the past two weeks there have been two boats intercepted in Bahamian waters. One had over a hundred people crammed on it, and another had 200. With just a bit of weather, there would have been a mass drowning and human tragedy. Pictured above is one of the boats, being towed by Royal Bahamas Defence Force this week.
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Definitely weird things are happening on Mars. Take a look at the above pic snapped by the rover on Mars. In the upper left you will see a glint of light. Click on the pic to expand it, and you will see the glint (in a better light -- ha!).
I blew up the glint in the lower photo. NASA says that it is probably light glinting off a rock or a cosmic ray. First of all, there are two arguments against light glinting off a rock. First, it is dusk. If there were any rocks that could make light glint of them, we would see more glints. Secondly, the area is in a shadow.
As for the cosmic ray, the theory is that a cosmic ray hits a particle, disintegrates it, and a flash of light is given off. This is how they capture neutrinos. However, they have to do that in a deep mine in total darkness, just to get a faint glimmer. There isn't enough energy to get a big flash. Here we have enough ambient light to take a photograph, and we get a huge burst of light. I doubt that it is a cosmic ray.
So what is it? Is it aliens? Is it a fake photograph and an inadvertent flash from the Hollywood set is making the light? Is it another Mars rover from another galaxy? Who knows? What I do know is that I am not not buying the official story.
I harvested some 1979 newspaper clipart. The first one is a beauty salon clip art. The next four are automotive and the last one is a newspaper one, urging kids to sign up as carriers.
This is a real blast from the past for those who lived through that era.
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This is becoming all too common in the Bahamas -- private planes crashing and killing pilots and passengers. This is the latest. This plane, a Cessna 340 took off from Ormond Beach Municipal Airport near Daytona Beach, Florida headed for Freeport in the Bahamas. It crashed 5 miles from the airport into the shallow ocean. If you have ever flown from Freeport, as I have, you will notice that water sometimes comes right to the edge of the airport. However it is very very shallow for miles.
Update: Thanks to the reader who pointed out that it was four people including the pilot that were killed. The passengers were investors and corporate officers in the resort.
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This is an example of the strange and different stuff that you can see in New York City on almost a daily basis. These performance artists had their bodies painted. When viewed together, they make the pic of a lion. The human condition is fascinating.
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The prisoner is a murderer. He has just been sentenced to life in the courts at Bank Lane in Nassau. The cop accompanying the prisoner looks like a Keystone Cop. Look at his chin stap holding on his pith helmet. These cops really dress up. One would think that it would be quite unpleasant wearing that uniform day in and day out. Maybe North American cops should dress the same way. The chinstrap would prevent the donuts from being eaten easily.
This plane carrying four passengers and pilot left Venezuela yesterday. They started experiencing hydraulic problems over the Bahamas, about 300 miles north of Acklins. The plane diverted to the airport in Nassau and skidded off the runway. There were no major injuries reported.