Least Loved Bedtime Stories v. 2.0

Well I’m feeling a lot better today. Which is a good thing, because I’m one of the three people at work who did what last company memo asked us to do and dressed up. I dressed as a gypsy — in other words, I dressed like I used to dress all the time, back when […]

Well, I decided to go on one of my excursions, thinking that a trip to a faraway mall (the Millenia Mall, all the way on the other side of town — a three-bus trip) would be just the thing to bring me out of my funk. Boy was that a mistake. The mall was nice […]

I’ve had a migraine practically all day. And it was gorgeous out, and I was planning to go on one of my walks. Well that didn’t happen, though I did make it to the grocery store for some necessities. But so much for my weekend. At least I’ll get my hour back tonight.

Westerners who cave to real or anticipated idiotic complaints about pigs and pork from certain Muslims are not only ignorant fools displaying not “multicultural sensitivity” but small-minded bigotry towards those same Muslims they claim to be “protecting,” (they sound like nothing so much as those pro-segregationist white people in US who asserted that segregation “protected” […]

It was a toss-up between that Volvo commercial that uses that Donovan song (”Trying to Catch the Wind” or something ghey like that) and a local power company commercial which uses the motif of someone turning the heat up and down under a whistling teakettle (so the kettle’s whistle fades on and off in a […]

As I am really bored, and need to go for one of my walks, here’s a meme:
“American Snapshot”
According to the some book about Americans, a majority of Americans:
• Eats peanut butter at least once a week
• Prefers smooth peanut butter over chunky (it depends on my mood)
• Can name all Three Stooges
• Lives within a […]

Well, the stores are already doing it: I walked into Bed, Bath and Beyond the other day and got hit with a snootful of some sugarplummuskrose crap, and everything was spangled and fake-snowflaked and redded and greened to death. And Walmart already has it’s Christmas section up and ready. So here it is: anybody want […]

Hey! Well, hell…
Apropos of nothing, though it seems like I haven’t had all that much to say lately, don’t worry — I’m not going anywhere.

Steve H., stuck powerless in Wilma-fied South Florida, managed to get a post up on the situation in my old stomping grounds. Priceless line:
As far as I’m concerned, all the assmonkeys who are getting diaper rash over going half a day without ice can drop dead and feed the buzzards.
He’s talking about the losers […]

Nervous conservatives everywhere can now climb down off those ledges, dig up the silverware they buried in their back yards, quit taking tranquilizers with their Milk of Magnesia (well, maybe not that), etc.
Update: groovy.