Won't be full until Tuesday night? That is truly frightening. The upsurge in troll activity and outright blowholiness is already pegging the meter. The rolly-coaster is speedier. The merry-go-round is very unmerry. Edges are frayed. Brainfarts are anything but silent.
The game is afoot. The ringwraiths ride. Sleep's uneasy.
On the bright side, only double-digit days left on the new benchmark for "How bad could it possibly be?". Vlad the Impaler is off the hook forever. Someday we will look back at this epoch and admire the trainwreck we will have survived. And when people begin to forget just how stupid and dangerous and fubarred things were, we will know that they need to be reminded, good and hard, that we will never again allow stupid to masquerade as smart. Won't allow our proxy to be usurped, our rights trampled, our fortunes mispent, our reputation sullied or our goodness questioned.
Until the next time, because face it, we're easily mislead and distracted.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
The Moon is waxing Gibbous -OR- Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh
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Farking Hell-O- Scan ate my comment.
Large quantities of booze seem to help keep me from going ballistic. I have been infuriated by the constant smirk on Bush's face as we have been ass raped over and over and over again.
Karma is a bitch with a long memory and sharp teeth, I just keep waiting for that sonofabitch to get bit.
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