In case you missed the big debate last night . . .

DeSantis: Are you using less product in your hair?

Lukester: Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. My wife the beautician says it makes me look more mature.

That's just wrong . . .

This is Amy the Christian's dog Luther. Just be happy that I didn't post the photo of him from bee-hind.

To cut costs, the pilots have to clean their own windshields . . .

Damn bugs! I told you to spend the extra buck for the premium washer fluid!

Is that the top of Cyril Wecht's head in the photo?

I've gotten four pieces of mail from this joker in one week. Once the election is over next Tuesday, I'm thinking about putting all of the full-color, glossy mail that I will have received by then in an envelope and mailing it to the Mayor's office.


Or, maybe to his home if he loses the election.

The Boy Mayor relates well to young people . . .

Uh, listen, could you guys at least look at me for this photo? Come on, I'm the Mayor. And we're giving you each fifty bucks.

Just chillin' with some friends . . .

The Lukester avoids scheduled meetings with community leadership groups from the Hill District and the North Side, but he appears to have found time in his busy schedule for this photo.

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's . . .

Hey, Uncle Dan, when you're done talking to the old guy, can we go to Mount Washington to check out the neato view of the city? Can we, huh?

Doggie style . . .

Sonni, I adore you, but please, I'm begging you, eat a cracker.

Or a Scooby Snack. Whatever's handy.

Busy day on the blog. I may have to take some time off to recover . . .

Long-lost friend Amy the Christian appeared in my email inbox today. Ironic, given that she attended the same misguided university at which Professor Kengor now professes (Grove City College). Anywho, she and I swapped a couple of emails about work, looking for better jobs, and our dogs, and I sent her a photo of Sidney and me. This was her reply:


ATC: Sidney is adorable. The End. Simply adorable. I suppose you now belong to that secret club of people who have to tolerate all the ignorami who insist on saying "dash-hund" rather than "doxen."

There is no better vocation than to be responsible for a dog. Even if I'm cursed with children someday, I will still believe that.

I think you are certainly looking well and very "academia." I hope your gross underemployment is at least still within education or counseling. Or sarcasm. You are gifted in all those areas.

And I'm not the only one . . .

FF says: It would appear to me that Professor Paul Kengor believes himself to be the sole magisterium of the Catholic church. NO, he does not accurately portray my Catholic beliefs which are so far to the left of what he is saying that I even wonder if I ever was a Catholic. And ask my mom about the Veritatis Splendor! She knows all about that big encyclical o' bullshite! And like most conservative, die-hard Catholic fundamentalists, and self-appointed Catholic moral authority, (that have probably only ever done it missionary style because that's how God said to), the almighty Professor Paul Kengor has taken the Veritatis Splendor literally in every way, shape and form and applied it to everyone but himself! I think he's insane. He's a nut job.

He's almost as bad as the Lukester . . .

My former college op-ed editor and drinking buddy Professor Kengor is starting to piss me off.


http://ncregister.com/site/article/6285

Ben is thinking . . .

Uh, Coach Tomlin, I dig your coaching style and all, but can we run Willie every now and then? You know, just to soften up the pass rush a little bit? Please? Coach?

I wonder if Professor Kengor knows what God REALLY thinks about Iraq . . .

Jim and I worked on the university student newspaper and were friends with a fellow named Paul Kengor. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

Paul Kengor is an American conservative author and academic. A professor at Grove City College and the executive director of the College's The Center for Vision & Values, Kengor is widely popular with students and conservative readers.
Kengor is a frequent television political commentator and opinion page contributor, but is most known for his best selling books. He is the author of God and Ronald Reagan, God and George W. Bush and co-editor with Peter Schweizer of Assessing the Reagan Presidency. He is currently finishing a major work on Ronald Reagan’s role in his administration’s effort to undermine the Soviet Union, and is also writing an authorized biography of former Reagan confidant and National Security Advisor William P. Clark, Jr..
Kengor earned his Bachelor and Ph.D. from the University of Pittsburgh and his Masters from American University. In private life, he is married to Susan Kengor and has four children. He is a practicing Roman Catholic and avid Pittsburgh sports fan.


Paul was a Republican in college when it still sort of cool to be a Republican. But what's happened to him since then is somewhat startling (at least to me) because he is a very intelligent person. But apparently, in that time he also became a very devout Roman Catholic. And his faith has obviously had a profound effect on his life and his work.


Jim: Got email from Kengor today. He and Susan just had their 5th kid. He was responding to an email I sent him a few weeks ago. He used the opportunity to send me a press release promoting his new book about God and Hillary Clinton.

Dave: Paul has gotten a lot of money and fame from God and the Bushes, and God and the Clintons. Mostly God.

In today's postal mail . . .

I got a very nice, beautifully packaged, four-page brochure for a candidate in the upcoming Mayoral election. Some feller named Ravenstahl. Brochure says that he's "A Pittsburgh Story." Ever heard of him?

Halloween must be around the corner . . . even though the leaves haven't fallen from the trees, yet . . .

Finger food.


Get it?

I betcha he feels like . . .

Man rescued after falling into septic tank
Thursday, October 18, 2007
The Associated Press


A 77-year-old Beaver County man has been rescued after falling head first into a septic tank at his son's business.

Paul Davidson says he arrived at his pizza shop in Frankfort Springs about 12:30 p.m. yesterday to find his father, Tom, had fallen into the tank. Mr. Davidson says his father was reaching to fix a pipe when he fell through a 2-foot-wide opening and went down about eight feet.

The tank contained only six inches of sewage. Emergency crews used a harness to get Mr. Davidson out about 2?? hours after he fell in.

A spokesman at UPMC Presbyterian hospital in Pittsburgh says Mr. Davidson is in serious condition.


Uh, yeah. That sounds pretty serious to me.

Steely McBeam out in public . . .

If you like that, then you'll really like the steel beam that I carry around.

The Lukester needs food . . .

Hmmm. This lunch is not nearly as nice the ones I have gotten from the Penguins and UPMC.

What is that?! Grilled chicken?!

My horoscope for today . . .

The problem with being too philosophical is that it can be easy to get caught up in your own thoughts. Think too much about people's motivations and societal complications right now, and you will get overwhelmed by the sheer scope of things. Instead, turn your philosophical scope down to a pinpoint of light, and let it illuminate your personal life. For now, just focus on the people in your life and what they're thinking about. That will make you feel like you can make a difference.


I hate when that happens.

Just emailing at work about private bathroom activities involving hair removal . . .

Dave: I like to keep some things private. I'll tell you that I trim my crazy fast growing nosehairs, but I don't want you to watch me doing it. It's dangerous work, anyway.


FF: You account for 85% of the laughter in my life.