Dat ass!

It’s okay, you’re young and you need the money.

H.

Well played, H. Well played.

(But no seriously, I hate being sick. I hate being sick even more than I hate phantom pages.)

Ouch, that’s harsh. Fuck you Websense!

When eating donuts, I tend to lose interest after the first one, then just eat the tops of the next couple.

Man, “Lawyers, Guns and Money” has a great riff.

You’re eating the wrong donuts.

Oh no, Heidi the cross-eyed opossum was put to sleep!

“How sad,” wrote Rene Schaaf, from Heidi’s home city of Leipzig. “This lovable creature enriched our daily lives, showing us that ‘imperfect’ can also be interesting and even beautiful.”

Heidi first attracted attention at the end of last year after she was featured on a local television report about the nocturnal enclosure where she spent her final days.

A clip of the report went viral, giving rise to a fan page on Facebook that attracted more than 332,000 admirers from across the globe.

She was also featured on a TV show in the United States alongside the Oscars awards ceremony in February. The furry forecaster was asked to predict the winners — and correctly chose both the best actress and best actor.

I swear, “shofar” is Hebrew for “dying elephant.”

Heh. I live in a totally Orthodox Jewish neighborhood. They were blowing the horns all day today. I knew what it was. But my son visited from Staten Island and he thought it was hilarious. Well I guess to an outsider it’s strange. But I’m used to it the same way I’m used to Purim fireworks and totally shitfaced Orthodox Jews staggering all over. Which BTW is hilarious. You think these dudes are all serious all year. Then their religion demands, yes insists that the men get totally drunk fucked up one day of the year.

You haven’t seen funny until you see two full grown men dressed as women trying to hold their father up while he walks down the street drunk as a skunk singing, “AY AY AY AY!”

It should be mandatory that video games with graveyards and headstones need to include witty remarks or facts on said headstones. Games that give the player headstones to blunder through, but don’t give the player anything to read on the headstones, are soulless abominations.

My kitty is dying, and there’s nothing I can do to ease his passing. My. Dog is trying to cheer me up. It is making me sad. The ER is too far, and the regular vet isn’t open for a couple more hours. Wish there was something I could do.

So sorry to hear that Athryn. All you can do is hold him.

Yeah, that sucks really, really bad. I’m so sorry.

He’s gone now. :(

Real sorry
 hugs

I know this is pretty passe at this point, but god I fucking hate Facebook.

Did I really need this stupid thing that allows people to get pointlessly resentful at the speed of light?

I’m so sorry buddy. hugs :(

Well this sucks. I normally listen to a replay of the Dan Patrick radio show at noon on one of the local stations. But it appears (despite any official annoucement I can see) that they flipped that station entirely to a feed of another sister station. It was also the local station for the Jim Rome show, which will probably lead to more complaints then my particular issue.

So now I’m looking at podcast options and it appears that I can either listen to a streaming replay of Patrick’s show or I can download it, but the download requires ITunes, which I have heretofore avoided installing on my computer.