Entries from June 2008

June 27, 2008

Dear DMV: Fuck you. (+ sundry rants)

hullo, mysterious blog readers. My trip to Palm Desert was canceled so I went out to the beach by myself. I rollerskated on the bike path for an hour then went down to the beach and swam in the water! Woohoo! Briefly. I was starving and the waves were big so I wasn’t in for [...]

June 26, 2008

Obama and McCain aligned on Supreme Court decision

In reaction to the Supreme Court decision that a death penalty sentence for someone convicted of raping a child amounts to cruel and unusual punishment, who said this, John McCain or Barak Obama?
“I disagree with the decision. I have said repeatedly that I think that the death penalty should be applied in very narrow circumstances [...]

June 25, 2008

Anyone have a slingshot?

Might I suggest target practice with these assholes? They might be too slow-moving to present much of a challenge, although as they are likely being spurred on by the Lord, they might move along at quite a clip, who knows?
I get email digests from a pro-life organization; I signed up years ago to keep abreast of the [...]

June 25, 2008

Pants and cat food.

If you have read this far, congratulations to you for persevering past the header comprised of what are surely two of the world’s least interesting topics. You shall be richly rewarded with this story about a man having trouble keeping his pants up–lucky you.
I noticed Pants Guy after I popped the trunk of my [...]

June 23, 2008

Very sad things

George Carlin is dead (not “passed away” or “no longer with us”), in case you’re even more current events-illiterate than I am these days and haven’t heard. I really loved that guy; my mom had his album “Class Clown” (which I just looked up on amazon and was incensed and offended to see it is [...]

June 20, 2008

Over 3 million self-absorbed bloggers and counting!

I visited word press several times thinking I might start a blog but after seeing the “3,102,094 blogs and counting!” and “More than 100,000 updated today!” I was like, yuck, I just can’t do it.  Like I have anything that fascinating to say. What a bunch of sheep we are, clinging to that feel-good ’70s [...]