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I'd cry--President Cheney? I'd cry indeed.
Do you know just today I was thinking that, although I've never really gone for the heaven/hell thing, I'm kinda starting to hope for it. That way I would know that GWB will be getting his comeuppance at some point (along with Ken Lay). Or at least reincarnation. He's sure to come back as the most miserable worm.
I heard some kind of press conference with Nitwit this morning during my 5 minute commute.Said he didn't know where the north korean missle came from cause he ain't talked to no one in a few days about it.I had to turn my radio's station. Pathetic.Biggles
OK, new day. Moving on.Nothing to see here, folks.Back to blogging about pleasant food topics.P'teh. P'teh! (Gotta get that nasty taste outta my mouth.)
Dang, whull like you posted it. Made me think an junk.What's for lunch?
Biggles, you are correct. That was the first W-ish comment I've EVER read from you, so let's keep thinking an junk. (I don't know what to think! I'm alternately too scared and too disgusted.)Lunch: Some fruit thing. Toasted brioche, blueberries. You?
Toasted brioche and blueberries? Sounds like it needs a drizzle of vanilla sauce to finish it off...now I'm hungry...
I'm usually pretty wishy washy about lunch during the work week. I've been here for 15 and a half years now and pretty much used up my local faire. I decided to head towards home and hit up a taqueria for some carnitas tacos, rice & beans. Damned good. Needed a slice of lime though.Biggles
Ugg..I had no idea. I can't believe he's a cancer (strictly astronomically speaking, that is).
*sigh* My mom called yesterday to ask, "Did you realize that the President has the same astrological sign that you do?" I told her, "I try to forget that -- along with a few other things."
Aw, Dag. Your mom is harsh!Hope you're enjoying your birthday month! Happy 4-0.
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