Archive for September, 2005

Not Much to Say

Tuesday, September 6th, 2005

I’ve been spending my time recuperating. There’ve been ups and downs, but overall I seem to be doing a little better. My friend Carol hung pictures of dolphins in my house while I was in the hospital. She also vacuumed the living room carpet and fed the cats for a couple of days. Carol insists […]

Worth Reading

Sunday, September 4th, 2005

Mark Evanier on the Sunday morning post-Katrina spinfest. John Dvorak with a round-up of the first scathing op-eds to appear on the subject.

A Brief, Nasty Thought

Sunday, September 4th, 2005

Next time you’re in a grocery store or some similarly public place and you spot somebody with an O2 tube up his nose, do your own humanity a favor: Wipe that *Tsk-tsk, poor bastard, but (sigh), he* did *bring this painful, oxygen-starved, slow death upon himself, didn’t he?* look off your smug, fatuous face.

Want to Help Me Out?

Saturday, September 3rd, 2005

My car, a 23-year-old Toyota, is falling apart. I need to find something cheap that runs reliably and has a working air conditioner and heater. I’m not asking for donations — the exercise in narcissism that is this blog certainly doesn’t warrant that — but you could do me a nice favor by going out […]

Vacation is Over

Friday, September 2nd, 2005

Vacation is Over… an open letter from Michael Moore to George W. Bush. Moore is operating on well over my 30% rage capacity. I’m glad someone is. Oh, and get a load of this from Related note: As a result of my hospital stay, I’ve also got some piquant observations about Republicans and their […]


Friday, September 2nd, 2005

Why is it that every time Mr. Compassionate Conservative is called upon to evince some, he has to ring in Dad and Clinton? On the other hand, called upon to demonstrate ineptitude, el Proctodento is a true champ. Bagdad, Fallujah, New Orleans, hey, wherever — bring it on! This here Adminisfuckingstration guarantees some more Americans, […]

On the Bright Side…

Thursday, September 1st, 2005

I’m down to 193, which puts me just thirteen pounds from what I consider my ideal weight. Of course, my entire body is comprised of spongiform tissue at the moment, but a few months in the gym, once I can breathe again, will help remedy that. I need to thank my friend Bret who rushed […]