Oh Ann....

You silly girl

If we took away women's right to vote, we'd never have to worry about another Democrat president. It's kind of a pipe dream, it's a personal fantasy of mine, but I don't think it's going to happen. And it is a good way of making the point that women are voting so stupidly, at least single women.

My Fellow Americans

I work with a lot of people who travel internationally on a regular basis. That being said, sometimes they come back with global varieties of colds, flus, and the like. I've been down for the count lately, and my ability to write anything too deep or analytical is well, focused on trying to get better. It would be nice to be better. Better at a lot of things, as a matter of fact. Including providing you with better reading. For the record I think this cold speaks Dutch. It's tall, blond, lacks boundaries but all things considered, is pretty darned hot.

A Day Off

The newly-engaged Brother Mav is in town, so I'm taking a couple of days off. Today I finally feel better. How best to celebrate?

Lunch at Cubanitas' with Mom and Mav. Cuban sandwiches and a completely bitchin' mojito for each of us. Today was a good day.

I have it on good authority

that there will be breaking news in the next few days regarding one of the city's most notorious slumlords. I don't always care about these things, but this one is a real piece of work.

A Week Or Two Later....

I was mumbling and grumbling as I left Bayshore this evening from an after work errand.

I really needed something important, and every store I went into gave me the same chilly response for some reason. No greeting, no may I help you, no nothing.

Until I went to Talbots. I was greeted in a friendly and sincere manner. This woman found me exactly what I was looking for to make an upcoming event just right. A little more than I wanted to spend, but it all mattered.

Still a little cranky, I drove out of the mall. On my right I noticed a couple walking. The man was pointing upward at some of the features of the new construction. He was smiling. His face was even a little bit lit up. It was Charlie Sykes.

Outstanding

Apparently, we can save the planet faster than we can save Social Security.

That's gitt'ner done.

A Blog Crush

So is it possible to have a blog crush? Has this ever happened to you? That you can't wait to get back to the blog and see what the author(s) are saying, and the comments that follow close behind? This is not to be confused with Blogstalking. I mean that shit's just as scary as the real deal. And stats speak volumes. Yes, yes.... we can see you out there. We meaning....any blogger who is paying attention. Dang transparency...and stuff!

That's Never A Good Hit at 3:30 a.m.

Although, when I got my permanent lump on my head, I was able to sit up by about the same time.
At the time, I posted the very graphic pictures on my old blog, and believe me they were terrible. For whatever reason (stress, alcohol, something or other) I was sleepwalking and ended up knocking my ass out. I distinctly remember seeing white light. So whoever you are, try to keep a bag of frozen peas in your freezer at all times.

Otherwise, you'll find yourself at the gas station at 4:00 a.m. to buy ice. Being lucky that the dimwit behind the bulletproof glass is as dim as he is, because that's all you can handle at the time. Until he says, "maybe it will go down".

Just Because

...my favorite scene from the movie "Cry Baby"....

And also, one of my favorite songs.