Today it is one year.
I watched a little bit of the television coverage last night and this morning, yet I am not sad.
I am still too angry.
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Today it is one year.
I watched a little bit of the television coverage last night and this morning, yet I am not sad.
I am still too angry.
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From Jack, my former roommate and current German liasion:
“Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs, and Hillary got $8 million for hers.
That’s $20 million for two people, who for eight years repeatedly testified they couldn’t remember shit.”
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I don’t want to sound like one of these leftist “Blame America First”, anti-middle America, patriotism hating twinks, but I think the media coverage of 911 is overdone. It is all syrupy and melodramatic, and not tasteful. I feel like they just as easily could be talking about Jon Bonet Ramsay or O.J. or Monica, or whatever the media frenzy of the moment is. Remember Chondra Levy.
I don’t want the media to turn this into the ratings game, and to forget about it in six months. This needs to be treated seriously.
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I suffered the most bizarre injury ever yesterday. After having three vodka tonics while watching my beloved Steelers get manhandled by the Patriots, I decided to have a sandwich and a pickle. While trying to open my big jar of pickles, which was really sealed tight (and one of those big bulk pickle jars), my hand slipped and I wrenched all the muscles in my back.
I am not sure what hurts worse. The pain, or how the injury occurred. The doctor laughed at me.
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This Is The Dumbest Thing I Have Ever Seen Online (via Tim Blair)
If we do not change our direction we are likely to end up where we are headed for – Chinese Proverb
The World’s Biggest Hug is your opportunity to show the world that ‘peace begins with me’. We want to reach millions of people in the simplest heartfelt way that is possible – a hug! So hug your mum, hug your dad, hug your teacher, your boss, your dog!! Let’s make September 11, 2002, an anniversary of peace, not war.
If some stranger hugs me, I pledge to give them the finger.
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First, she writes this:
Ooooh, did I hear a hush and a gasp? Look I am not afraid to stand up to the big boys, nope not at all. Let’s face it the last time INSTAPUNDIT mentioned me: it was both derogatory and sexist. I see he has only “serious” women bloggers linked on his sidebar links. Well I am as fucking serious as anyone. So I swear, talk about sex, do stream of consciousness bullshit and expose my inner twisted revelations in the hope of showing that we are all human. If that isn’t real life, if that isn’t relevant, then what is?
I tried to communicate with the big wigs when I started blogging. Bill Quick thinks I am fucking nitwit – takes one to know one, Glenn “seems” to think I am some street corner prostititute providing masturbatory fodder for idiots and not even worth wasting his time acknowledging me.
Then she posts a picture of her ass and topless back (ie: ‘masturbatory fodder for idiots’) prominently on her front page. Oh yeah, she didn’t like how all the people she insulted reacted to her missive, so now she won’t read them.
I want some of what she is on.
BTW, Dawn- Nice Ass. Snicker.
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I am in a football consumption coma. Plus if I read any more on interpersonal dominance (something I am researching), I might kill someone.