Your love is like mashed glass and gravy
Today I identify as prune juice
The President's Council on Blog Diversity has decreed that all US blogs be more diverse and inclusive. Despite my initial reaction to deny or ignore everything he says, I got to thinking how he'd know these things. There's only one of me, unless you count Mrs. lefty, but she doesn't contribute, except by example. I could be very diverse, but how does one tell? Mrs. lefty has a pretty diverse collection, or so I hear; I have never seen them, but I know they're there.
Plus there has been a significant development in my blogging and working: I have graduated from two cups of coffee to three cups. It's a momentous occasion in attempting to remain appear awake. I wish I could be sponsored by the coffee and creamer companies, but I pay full boat.
I think my laptop's getting up to things while I sleep.
I go to sleep with it clean and disconnected from the wireless. When I wake up, it's dirty. Sometimes it's hooked to the wireless. Mind you, the device is locked, so no one, not even the dog, can get into it. And there's a tv remote on the keyboard. The remote is a good indication it's also is not the dog. It's Wife, who always expands to fill out all horizontal space. Then then kids eat something, which winds up on the screen, the keyboard, and the tv, which is all the way across the room.
Either that or the laptop hooks itself to the wireless and has some snacks. It's not a quantum laptop so it (probably) can't use the transporter to get food. In my house, it's a tossup between these two explanations.
- We might have a new neighbor.
- They can see through the office window. I'll probably have to restrict my pr0n to one small screen for now. Who knows how they feel about hamster pr0n.
Mrs. lefty is watching Les Miserables, making the rest of us More Miserable. I don't know what it is, but I detest musicals. And opera. And sports. And most other things. But she likes it, so it's ok. Up until she starts to explain it to me. This is when it becomes an act worthy of prosecution.
2nd District Police, Sergeant Ballzac, how can I help you?
It's my wife.
Is she missing? Dead? Does she have weapons? Has she murdered you?
No, it's worse. She has Les Miserables on.
That's not a crime, Sir.
She's explaining it to me.
We'll be right over.
The PA democratic candidate for governor, and current Lieutenant Governor, John Fetterman, neglected to disclose a heart attack and didn't follow the advice of a cardiologist. Gee, maybe the cardiologist should have mandated it. Hypocrite Fetterman.
Flying AIDS News
Dogs can detect the Flying AIDS better than PCR antigenic tests.
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We're not going to get away from mowing. Well, I'm not going to get away from mowing, which means you aren't either. Boy does my back hurt. So long as I don't lay down, get up, sit, sneeze, reach, or carry anything, I'm ok. I'm all set to use this as an excuse not to mow, then I remember I'm the only one in the house who can. It's not that my back's killing me, but my back's killing me. They tell me 7 is the lucky number for ibuprofen, but only with vicodin. No, wait, that's Viagra. No, it must be vicodin, because Viagra will make me hurt myself even worse. But then again, boom boom releases endorphins, the body's painkillers.... some of my friends would try both.
- Woman performing oral sex on driver causes vehicle to crash into FedEx truck, officials say
- Where, you ask? Florida, of course.
- meh - what's the worst thing that could happen?
The Apocalypse Will Be Televised
And it will look a lot like ‘The Masked Singer’
- Ringo Starr has received an honorary doctorate from the Berklee Academy of Music
- This set off a twelve hour scholarly debate on whether he was Sir Doctor Ringo Starr or Doctor Sir Ringo Starr.
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