See if you can come up with a good caption or two.

On the way to the plant (apologies for the blurriness; the taxi driver thought he was the second coming of Parnelli Jones in an ancient Toyota Cressida):

I’m opening the door, come on in.

Topic for discussion – can young children be labeled psychopaths?

Scary. Darn scary.

UrbanSurvivalGuide.net covers some of the information you’ll need to survive. From your GHB (get home bag) to one of my favorites, the many uses for a bandana, you can learn lessons that are not only useful in times of catastrophe, but daily use also.

I skimmed through this document, and found information on how to survive a depression as well. The last few pages have instructions on – horrors! – cutting off things like your cable service in order to save some money for more important things, like saving your home. We had an employee years ago, who was under financial stress, but they wouldn’t consider cutting of their cable or not moving to a larger apartment – because their boys “needed” the games on the cable to entertain themselves. Yeah, well, don’t come crying to me when you get evicted.

What are your favorite survival tips?

“lightning”

Matthew Continetti figures out why Barry has composite girlfriends – he’s a composite president:

As funny as the ‘Julia’ parodies and imaginary girlfriend jokes may have been, however, they skirted a larger issue: President Obama is a composite, too, and his carefully crafted political identity is coming apart.

The incumbent has been given more leeway and control over his life story than any other president in memory. Most of the details of his early life come directly from his own pen. The media did not scrutinize him. His pre-political years and associations were given nowhere near the attention that media outlets have paid to those of Sarah Palin or Mitt Romney. Only now, with the impending arrival of David Maraniss’ biography, will Obama’s early life be the subject of fair-minded but scrupulous inquiry.

Not until three and a half years into his presidency will readers discover that, according to his college friends and acquaintances, Obama made a decision in early adulthood to identify as “American” and not Kenyan and “black” and not white or biracial. Talk about presidential firsts: One friend told Maraniss that Obama was “the most deliberate person I ever met in terms of constructing his own identity.” The objective, said the friend, was political power. Obama’s autobiography should be viewed as part of this composite-building project.

Or something.

Andrew Kaczynski at Buzzfeed has helpfully chronicled Obama’s evolution on the issue. His position started with the 1996 statement “I favor legalizing same-sex marriages, and would fight efforts to prohibit such marriages.” Which left him with the baggage of a definitive statement, which just would never do.

The result was that he backpedaled eight years later in 2004 to a more nuanced “My religious faith dictates marriage is between a man and a woman, gay marriage is not a civil right.” This would be the same “religious faith” that was nourished in Jeremiah Wright’s church, so it remains unclear what was really guiding him through this stage of his evolution.

His views did not evolve much over the following four years. In 2008, he said, “I believe marriage is the union between a man and a woman. As a Christian it’s also a sacred union.” I wonder what might have led to this consistency of thought???

Two short years later, his evolution seems to have kicked back in: “My feelings about this are constantly evolving. I struggle with this.”

This evolutionary period continued for the next two years until it was rudely interrupted by his erstwhile and impertinent second-banana Joe Biden, who clearly stated his support. Coincidence? You decide.

Obama is something I never thought I would see: someone who is even more brazenly cynical than Bill Clinton. Clinton had the ability to sugar-coat his cynicism to make it at least somewhat plausible that he really had a change of heart.

Not so with Obama. Only the densest cranii out there had even the slightest measure of belief that Obama either did not support gay “marriage” or at the bare minimum would not impede efforts to normalize it.

I suppose that is the most puzzling thing about all of this. That he thought he needed to maintain the charade for over sixteen years in order not to alienate the voters, who never believed him in the first place.

The upshot of all this will be – nothing. This was not any sort of epiphany to anyone. This was simply ending a contrived charade.

If anything, the prevaricating hurt Obama because those who were against him anyway will not be swayed by this naked cynicism; they knew what his position was and would ultimately be shown to be. He has damaged himself among those who would generally support him:

Gawker: Barack Obama’s Bull[poo] Gay Marriage Announcement

…it seems fairly clear from the network’s coverage that his announcement amounts to much less than meets the eye. He now believes that gay couples should be able to marry. He doesn’t believe they have a right to do so. This is like saying that black children and white children ought to attend the same schools, but if the people of Alabama reject that notion—what are you gonna do?

HotAir notes a NY Times tweet by Jeff Zeleny:

Some Obama advisers were divided on decision to support same-sex marriage, but concluded his brand has been damaged enough by hedging.

There’s lots of other stuff out there that’s easy to find, but the last couple of weeks have seen team Obama commit many own goals – mostly because people are paying attention and are seeing through the smokescreen.

And they are not liking what they see.

They’ve been challenging in more ways than one. They give me a chance for the Holy Spirit to work through me. They’ve made me work harder at my faith. They give me love and it is returned.

I am so bad at remembering names, but I will always remember their hearts. This is the end of my teaching year, and I look forward to my break, but I also look forward to next year – and my next class.

I wish all of you blessings like these. Even though sometimes you want to strangle those little blessings!

That’s a 78-foot (23.8m) wave (trough to peak). An eight-story building. Made of solid water. That weighs one tonne per cubic meter. Each one-meter slice of that wave weighs around 250 tonnes.

Here’s another dude talking about an epic ride that didn’t turn out as well.

Surf’s up, dude!