Work
During my ninth hour of being on my feet today I thought, “My dogs are killing me,” but they weren’t. They were peeing on the slide.
Let a Professional Do It
When I posted this, the phrase “insert in post” caught my eye.
Something Something Watergate
Remember those activists that “busted” Acorn and earned themselves a Roman Triumph on Fox & Friends? Well, they’re in jail now for breaking into a Senator’s office and the NYT has a nice little write up on their exploits:
[They were] fostered by a group of men and women in their late teens and early 20s with a taste for showmanship and a shared sense of political alienation — a sort of political reverse image of the left-wing Yippies of the 1960s. They studied leftist activism of years past as their prototype, looking to the tactics of Saul Alinsky, the Chicago community organizer who laid the framework for grass-roots activism in the ’60s, as well as those of gay rights and even Communist groups.
They held “affirmative action” bake sales with prices set based on the age and race of the buyer, posed as donors to Planned Parenthood seeking to contribute to the abortion of African-American fetuses only, and held a mock “Love Thy Prisoner” campaign to find American homes for Guantánamo inmates.
It’s hard not to feel like we’re all intentionally tipping left on the scale here, but I’m unsure what else to expect when the other side empties itself of all substance?
Seriously, I’m not sure how to respond to these folks anymore. Any suggestions?
seriously
fyi
My Favorite Pit Toilet
Ever. (Tapley Woods. Jo Daviess County, Illinois. US of A.)
monkey Shakespeare
If you sit monkeys at a computer, will they type the works of the Bard? No, they will partially destroy the machine, use it as a lavatory and mostly type the letter “s”.
GoGirl
Cast y’all’s votes, y’all.
Should I be the next Oprah?
dear clusterflock
How much water do you drink?
Phone’s Ringing, Dude
This is showing at 8 pm on Friday, at the theater in our neighborhood.
I’m thinkin’….
how to fit more people on planes
Overheard
“Do you guys sell wall-mounted bottle openers?”
quote out of context
I wouldn’t dignify you by peeing on your leg. It wouldn’t be worth wasting the urine.
get off the stinkin’ bus
Stinky? Want to ride the bus? The city of Honolulu might send you to jail:
The bill will be heard Thursday in committee. It would make it illegal to have “odors that unreasonably disturb others or interfere with their use of the transit system.”
It doesn’t matter if it’s body odor or offensive fumes that emanates from clothes, personal belongings or animals.
Dear clusterflock
You have to use the bathroom. You’re alone at home. Do you or do you not shut the door?
Axixa, the street urinal
When Phil wins the lottery
I’ll be as happy as a pig in shit and shall insist that others join me in that shit.
One salient feature of the event was the banner hanging over the English-only advocates.
Dear Clusterflock
Turns out the pussy shaver just joined Twitter*. Should I pull a prank on him? If so, how?
* Thanks to Flickr Stats, I discovered a web site linking to one of my photos. This web site led me to the aforementioned Twitter page.
young conservatives rap (n(i)s)*
Enjoy feeling uncomfortable?
“Three things taught me Conservative Love / Jesus, Ronald Reagan, plus Atlas Shrugged.”
*not (intentional) satire.
watering the geyser
Two seasonal Yellowstone National Park concession workers have been fired after a live webcam caught them urinating into the Old Faithful geyser.
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Dear Clusterflock
Should we be talking about clusterflockstock? It’s just a couple of weeks away.
A Different Way To Win in Dallas, 1971
When I was seventeen I lived in an apartment in a complex that probably brought in more of its revenue from security deposits than from rent. The Dallas area was in the middle of a housing boom, and jobs building tract houses were plentiful. I shared the apartment with two other young men also doing such work, and our lives revolved around dealing with sunburn and drinking beer. Read more
Washington man tries to pay $206 traffic ticket in urine soaked coins
In explaining why the courthouse couldn’t accept Lynch’s payment, the sergeant wrote that “the pile of coins emitted a strong, pungent odor of stale urine. This was very concerning to me.“