Your children are never safe

First of all, from the relative safety of my blog, I would like to take this opportunity to say a big “fuck you” to the Washington D.C.-area sniper, and his threats, simultaneously grim and asinine.

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It was on the tip of my tongue…

Or the tip of my frontal lobe… feh. I had a post half worked-up in my head on the way to work, then I played a couple rounds of wordracer before posting and now it’s all gone. (“q-u-e-e-n-l-y” = 220 points!!) Lucky you. I’m going to post something about honesty over at Raising Hell in the course of the day, I know that. What the hell was I going to say here? This happens to everyone, I know. But still. Oh yeah, I remember now. It’s even a post with kids in it, so I can reuse it on Raising Hell when I run out of inspiration… not that that’ll ever happen. Whoa, all of a sudden ideas for posts are streaming at me like asteroids when those guys came back out of hyperspace in the original Star Wars, Han Solo and those guys. Dancing! Cello lessons! But first, the post above this one, Your children are never safe. Let’s see how it comes out.

Note to co-worker

Dude, either go before you come to work or use the air freshener! [gasp]

Raising Helloween

Scary story contest at Raising Hell. Prize: Raising Hell Swag.

Pox Americana

I believe that the American Republic died in the U.S. Senate last Thursday morning and was buried yesterday morning in the East Room of the White House.

Also: Don’t forget, Bush was not elected by a majority of the voters, either. Personally, I think there should be a new election; at the very least, the obsolete electoral college should be dismantled.