oldslabsides wrote: 
It's e before a except after c... or something like that.    ;<)

 KurtfromLaQuinta wrote: 

 jagdriver wrote: 
thank you.

 hobiejoe wrote: 
He. Ha.

 oldslabsides wrote: 

 oldslabsides wrote: 
Painful, yet practical and easy to clean.

44BC: Julius Ceaser is assassinated.

624: Muhammad leads his army to victory over the indidels at the Battle of Badr.

 dionysius wrote: 
Well said!

A Comparison of the Two Party System in American Politics over a Four Year Span

The Polls on Election Day in 2004:


Kerry 252 - Bush 279

The Polls on Election Day in 2008:


Obama 353 - McCain 174 - Ties 11

http://www.electoral-vote.com/

 Danny_G wrote: 
Wow. I had no idea such a schmuck ever existed. I liked this part though:

"After his funeral on 30 August 1967, the Pentagon refused to allow Rockwell's body to be buried in the national cemetery at Culpeper because his followers refused to take off their swastika armbands before entering."

Free Speech has its limits, thankfully. I cannot imagine swastika-clad mourners in a national cemetery. Might as well wear white robes and hoods. Disgusting.

c.

Two happy events on this day:
1944: Paris is liberated as Germans surrender

1967: 'American Hitler' shot dead

 romeotuma wrote: 

It actually concluded with Jimi Hendrix, Mitch Mitchell, Billy Cox and a few other friends on Monday morning, August 18th, 1969
with this music:

 romeotuma wrote: 
I came upon a child of god
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me
Im going on down to yasgurs farm
Im going to join in a rock n roll band
Im going to camp out on the land
Im going to try an get my soul free
We are stardust
We are golden
And weve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe its the time of man
I dont know who l am
But you know life is for learning
We are stardust
We are golden
And weve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devils bargain
And weve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

romeotuma wrote:
We were in the town of Woodstock yesterday - there were all sorts of celebrations and music.  What fun.  Pictures to follow in the journal when I get them all uploaded!