You can’t out-jump everything.

I stumbled across this hero over on Hiskey.us.

10 Things Noel loves/hates

10 things Liam loves/hates

And so it comes to an end. I’ll let Jim tell you all about it . . .

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I’ll never look into your eyes…again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need…of some…stranger’s hand
In a…desperate land

Lost in a Roman…wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There’s danger on the edge of town
Ride the King’s highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake…he’s old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we’ll do the rest

The blue bus is callin’ us
The blue bus is callin’ us
Driver, where you taken’ us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and…then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door…and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother…I want to…fuck you

C’mon baby, take a chance with us
C’mon baby, take a chance with us
C’mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin’ a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin’ a blue rock
C’mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you’ll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

The End - The Doors

So we’re all thankful and stuffed, right? Right. So take a minute and a couple of bucks and support the Toys for tots while you’re out battling your neighbors for the deal of the day. You never know how much that new, unwrapped toy will brighten the life of a kid in need. You can even drop it off at your local Publix to make it ultra easy.

So, get out there and beat some old lady over the head with a shopping bag to make sure you get the last Flowbee. Then, make yourself feel better by dropping a toy off for the Toys for Tots.

If you need a reminder, click HERE to read the history of Toys for Tots.

It’s another email I received, but I did check this one out on Snopes. It’s true, so go do it! No one deserves our thanks more than our fighting men and women.

The Email:

SOMETHING COOL THAT XEROX IS DOING FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

This only takes a couple of minutes to complete !!!! Give it a try!

If you go to this web site, www.LetsSayThanks.com you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq . You can’t pick out who gets it, but it will go to some member of the armed services.

I got this email from my dad and I don’t care if this is true or not. It’s friggin’ hilarious.

“Phone Weatherman” sent by an Alaska Airline pilot:

Oh joy! I can’t wait for the next ground delay, or long taxi due to weather somewhere, to get a smart ass with a freakin I-phone shoving it in my face saying “It’s NOT raining there… SEE !”

Too late…already happened to me. We push back, get advised of a ground stop in MEM due to storms in the area. Go to the penalty box and wait.

My Captain does the lecture over the PA… not one minute later, we get a call from the Flight Attendant saying that “some guy with an I-Phone says the weather is good, and wants to know what the real reason is for the delay. Is something wrong with the plane?”

I want to tell this clown what he can do with his I-diot Phone — but the Captain does it even better.

He gets on the PA and makes the following announcement :

“If the passenger with the IPhone would be kind enough to use it to check the weather at our alternate, calculate our fuel burn due to being rerouted around the storms, call the dispatcher to arrange our release, and then make a phone call to the nearest Air Traffic Control center to arrange our timely departure amongst the other aircraft carrying passengers with IPhones, then we will be more than happy to depart. Please ring your call button to advise the Flight Attendant and your fellow passengers when you deem it ready and responsible for this multi-million dollar aircraft and its 84 passengers to safely leave.”

Needless to say, the passenger was pretty embarrassed. The F/A later told us the rest of the plane was outright laughing at this dude. What a clown.

I heard a commercial for this particular seasonal item on the television today. It struck me as something purely American, although I didn’t actually look into it. However, just roll with me.

Does it not seem wholly American to come up with something as glutenous as the “Turducken”?

Seriously. We’ve got so much food and so much to be thankful for . . . why don’t we cram a chicken inside a duck. And if that weren’t enough, let’s go ahead and cram those two inside a turkey. Voila! Turducken!

Now, I’m not going off on some kind of anti-isolationist, Marxist rant on how America flaunts its gluttony. I’m just saying it had to be invented by an American, because c’mon . . . who else would do it?

And yes. It does look good!

Everything is disposable these days. Everything.

Point in case - The turntable on our microwave is busted. Now, I’m the type of guy that enjoys “tinkering”. So, when something like the microwave breaks, I naturally want to rip it apart and see what’s broke.

Sometimes, it saves us tons of cash. I fixed the dryer all by lonesome by buying the part and fixing it myself. I don’t even want to tell you what the dryer guy was going to charge.

Sometimes, I wind up with an even broker appliance and a trip to Wal-Mart for a new one. That’s the chance you take. As long as you’re willing to break things more and accept the fact that you may end up buying the new one even after you spend several hours “fixing” the broke one, you can be a do-it-yourselfer.

That said, I’ve come to discover things are made to be disposable. I could fix our microwave by buying the $58 motor drive OR I could buy the new model of that same microwave for $46. You do the math. Sadly, this whole disposable culture doesn’t occur solely in appliances. It’s in everything. Things are just made to break these days.