The following has been forwarded to me to post by the President of the United Planet of America (since more people come here than the White House site, and he can deny this in case WWIII breaks out.)

DEAR EURO-PEE-ONS:
Yes, that’s right celebrate and laugh it up over the World Cup. Fact of the matter is… GOOD Americans really don’t give a furry rat’s ass about SOCCA.

You see, we have our own version of “FUTBOL”, and I doubt highly that your little German pansies would care to prance around the gridiron up against our N.Y. Giants, Dallas Cowboys, or San Francisco 49′ers… would they? WOULD THEY???? Mah daddy shot down a whole buncha you little Zero* Krauts back in the Big One, and if our boys were allowed to use nukes in this game… tha score woulda been just a little different, that’s all I’m sayin’.

WHOOOOO DOGGIE!
-w-

*(Editor’s Notes: “Zeroes” were *Japanese* planes, not German…. SHHHH!)

Hi all. Kare here. Eric has been kind (silly?) enough to allow me to blog (rant?)here. Right off the bat, I have to say that I agree with that bit down there about being married but not being dead. And hey, what’s it to you anyway? Try something new - mind your own business.

Anyway, thanks to those of you who’ve emailed me to ask where my site went. I’ll get to your emails soon, I promise. I’m not entirely sure what happened with the host but right now things are in the process of being rebuilt from the ground up. I’m sure it won’t be long before we’re all back in our own little corners of the web. But being the lazy person that I am, I won’t have any archives because I never backed them up….oh well. Live and learn.

Yes, I have Lee to thank for my site. She’s also helping me with my super-secret project. No, I can’t tell you what it is. If I did, I’d have to kill you and since that’s damn near impossible to do using nothing but a connection to the internet and a keyboard, well, I’m just not going to tell you. So there.

Thanks, Eric.

Redesign Update - Today Wendy, Creative Director of the Pocono Record, threw in her much-valued input… personally I think it’s coming along nicely.

This week has been cancelled by Skarlet. Personally, I’m all for it.

Input anyone? Tammie would love to hear from you guys on how she’s doing with her blog… she’s already got a tagboard and a counter, and a whole bunch of other stuff.

Get your stories straight, ERIC!!!! Well, now is as good a time as any to print a retraction. Let me set the record straight by clarifying: Linkmeister paid for his own domain name, okay? Not Lee, as previously reported. Yes the wonderfully benevolent Lee is footing the bills for his and Kare’s hosting… but Linkmeister paid for his own domain name. By himself. With his own money. Not by some giiiiiirrrrrrrl….

It’s a “guy” thang. Don’t try and understand it.
My apologies, Mr. Timberlake. :0)

You’re married… stop that! Yes I’m married. But I’m not dead (I think.). It’s come to my attention that my flirtacious nature with female *FRIENDS* has become a bit of a problem with certain people. Making someone feel good about themselves seems to be a crime with the “morality police”, these days.

Well, please allow me to apologize…
I’m sorry for not telling you to “Fuck Off” sooner.

You don’t know me…. I’m *above* your petty judgments, asshole.

Raising Hell is currently running a great Father’s Day issue today. Including a reprint (at BobtheCorgi’s suggestion) of my “Dear Tom“.

After being “banished” upstairs all day yesterday, so the kids can finish all of their gifts… here’s a tip to fathers all across the world:

Today is NOT your day. It’s theirs.
Mother’s have known that for years. You know how they master the art of choking down the burnt toast, and force themselves to eat the runny eggs you and the kids attempted to cook for “Mother’s Day”? They smile, and tell you how much they loved breakfast in bed… and then shoo you & the kids out of the house so they can clean the disaster you left behind in their kitchen?

Same concept.

Children spend their entire “child life” seeking the love and approval of their parents. Father’s Day is somewhat of a larger-scale manifestation of that. They want you to know they love you and find the most creative ways to show it. Every year, I encourage them to keep their allowance money and explore their creative side. Love is free. And home-made gifts take so much more work and thoughtfulness.

The same way, I can look back at last year’s adventure where they tricked me into riding a horse for the first time, I can look fondly at my new “Floppy Disk holder” (comprised of painted popsicle sticks, hot-glued together), my new “container to hold stuff” (painted white with flowers and hearts), my “door of love” (a load of adorable little messages written on napkins and paper-clipped together), the cards, the pictures.

It’s the stuff memories are made of. You take life as it comes, see the love and the thoughtfulness behind it… and in time it becomes the memories that warm your heart, and make you want to hug the stuffings out of them for years to come.

Early, this morning my son and I got busted by Carole playing with his superhero toys in the upstairs foyer. I wanted to keep him occupied so everyone can sleep late. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it!

Today… I am the luckiest guy on the planet. :0)

Yes gang, the Redesign of the Pocono Record Online, is coming along quite nicely… thank you. New macros are being added to include the database which feed the headlines right to this site, and an XML file in NITF format… because contracts are signed and we are officially MSNBC.Com affiliates now.

I learned my lesson from last time. I asked “What do you think?”, and people were tossing constructive criticism all over the place.

You were supposed to tell me how marvelous I am, not criticize it, and suggest how to make it better. What the hell is the matter with you people? :0)

Now if I can only stop clicking on this link every five minutes, I may be able to concentrate….RAAAAAWWWWRRRRR!