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I managed to get a couple hundred shots from the 2009 Florida Championships up.

For all that, I’ve barely dented the remaining shots, and I’ve got both morning and night shots from the Greater Gainesville to put up as well. (boggle)

_Update 1, Sept 3 2009:_ Another 50 shots up. I’m about 1/3 through.
_Update 2, Sept 7 2009:_ Another 82 shots, which translates to 3 classes. One more men’s class, then things should speed up until I get to the men’s open.
_Update 3, Sept 10 2009:_ Another 186 shots up, I can see light at the end of the tunnel. :)
_Update 4, Sept 12 2009:_ Another 98 shots up. Just 325 left in the post-processing bin, meaning probably another 150 to go.
_Update 5, Sept 13 2009:_ Another 35 shots up.
_Update 6, Sept 21 2009:_ Another 83 shots up. I’m guessing there are about 65-75 left to go.
_Update 7, Sept 22 2009:_ Another 56 shots up. One class left!

*Meanwhile…*

Riddle me this: Someone will spend months, if not years, training, practicing, dieting, tanning, spending moderate fortunes and otherwise making their lives miserable in order to spend about ten to twelve seconds per pose on stage in front of the judges.

Why in the name of all reason would they then spend six to eight seconds of that time *preparing* to pose?

You know the ones I mean. A shot is called, let’s say “side chest”, and they’ll turn sideways, look at the ground, stomp their foot down on the stage behind them, wiggle it around, breathe in and out quickly a few times, flex their legs, straighten their arm, flex out their tricep, send a tweet (“doodz im pwning muh class @ the shw!”), cook some pasta for later, then with the agility of molasses actually _take the side chest pose_.

By which time of course the judges have called for the next pose.

For years I’ve heard the old wives’ tale “you either have to hit your pose FIRST or LAST”. Which is rubbish. The judges can’t judge (not to mention the photographers can’t shoot) until *everyone* has taken their pose.

Stragglers are just holding up the show. I wish they’d just take their pose, and save the contortions for mime class.

My marketing manager wants to hold a beauty contest to promote our anti-social networking site.

He wants to call it the “Miss Ogyny 2009”, which I think is taking the concept a bit too far.

This post fails to omit negative logic.

On 9/10, it would have been practically impossible to warn anyone about 9/11.

Some things seem completely beyond possibility– until they happen.

I guess we’re now starting to see why it was such a big deal that Bill Clinton lied to the American public and while under oath.

Because he “got away” with it, because he was given special exception to the rule of law, it opened the door for new and even better liars.

Now the left-wing Democrat National Committee is doing frantic spin on the public’s overwhelming dismay (if not outright horror) caused by the health care proposals being made. They’re blaming Republicans and organizations no one’s ever heard of and global warming and anything they can think of for causing the people to actually *participate* in the democratic (as opposed to Democrat) process.

“How’s that hopey-changey thing working out for ya?”

Frankly at this point I don’t think the Republicans could organize a carpool, no less a systematic campaign to undermine the President. But at some point it doesn’t matter because, whether it’s the result of organized resistance or grassroots passion, it appears that the protesters have the facts on their side.

They are appearing before podia with the bill in their hand, citing chapter and verse and asking pointed questions to their representatives. It’s increasingly clear that the representatives have *not* read the bill, nor do they know what it actually contains, and certainly could not have considered the bill’s implications, ramifications, scope, cost, or alternatives.

Frighteningly, they are quite content to echo what they’ve been *told* the bill contains– they fervently *believe* the lies they’ve been told, even in the face of contradictory evidence. The alternative, that they’ve been hung out to dry by someone in whom they so strongly believe(d), is incomprehensible to them.

They’re as gullible in this regard as, dare I say it, the press, which is flailing about trying to assist with the spin at every opportunity. Rather than helping matters, though, their pandering trolls and obvious lies are eroding what little credibility they still have.

That’s why it matters that Bill Clinton lied. At least his lies were trivial.

All of this together leads to some fascinating questions: would the egregious fraud that Obama is committing constitute a violation of his oath of office?

Wouldn’t this blatant misrepresentation of the proposed law to the Congress and the American people be an impeachable offense?

How long will the career politicians stand up for the person who extends them one hand in fellowship while using the other hand to push them under the bus?

I enjoyed the “Sound of Music”, but I never saw where that family ever actually *captured* a von.

(after several seconds of crickets chirping, Michelin J. Frog launches into “Ev’rybody Loves the Michigan Rag”)

If I hear one more uninformed leftist moron chant that “VA hospitals are run by the government, so you’re hypocritical if you oppose Obama’s health care plan!”, I’m going to puke.

Those brave men and women have *earned* all the care they receive and much more. They have paid the price for that care, often in their dearest blood.

That’s *significantly* different than simply expecting such care as a birthright.

If you’re not bright enough to see that for yourself, please don’t be upset, but it’s likely that you accidentally voted for Pat Buchanan last election.