To celebrate the hell of the North, I went out and had myself a quite peaceful few hours on the road. I wasnt hurting like those guys were, but I was still hurting. Being a fatty will do that to you.

Anyhow, Stuart O'Gradys a bad ass.

Unlike Monster Magnet who once said "Im gonna eat me a mountain of pills", Im actually gonna go eat me a mountain of cheese. *Ahem*.. Low fat cheese...

And speaking of cheese, I just hadda pay a bit more cheddar to the man. I hate tax time.
Moreover, I listened to an interesting program on NPR last week on which they revealed some statistics about where all of our hard earned dollars go. Some of what I recall is this;
In 2008 there are 600 billion dollars slated for military spending which is twice what it was seven years ago.
If that money was re directed, the present national deficit could be cut in half.

My thought was 'damn.. how many miles of bike lanes would that buy?'

40 cents of every tax dollar is going towards military spending. That is to say that not only is it going to the present debacle in the Middle East, but for debt incurred by past wars as well, however only 3 cents of every tax dollar is going toward veteran affairs.

For 40 cents of every dollar, every single high school graduate could be given full scholarships this year.
Think about that. Every high school graduate in the country...

Then finally, a 100th of every cent of every tax dollar is going, among other places like social services and so fourth, to the investment of renewable energy options.

Im sure Ive butchered some of the statistics here fairly badly as I was furiously writing the information down on little scraps of paper, but you can go here to read the transcript of the show and see for yourself.

Something around here stinks, and it aint the cheese.