Some horrific misalignment of the stars and my schedule has me working 2 Sundays in a row. I can see we may have some shoppers stopping by. See you Monday.
This reminds me of an incident that took place in the UK a couple of years back. After a national newspaper had run a "name-and-shame" campaign against "known paedophiles" living in the community, some witless wonder got all stirred up and sprayed "paedo" (probably spelt wrongly) onto the front door of a – yes, you guessed it – paediatrician. We should REALLY be able to prosecute for criminal ignorance.
I love this picture. I believe this is someone at a McCain-Palin rally if I remember quickly. I'm not sure if he has a brain, but he certainly looks like he is working on an enlarged liver...
Sorry this is off post, but I'm replying to your comment:
``You had offered me some advise a few weeks back about blog of note, but I haven't gotten it and think I could use some. Still dishing it??''
Yes, of course. Just drop me your email address as a comment on my blog and then delete the comment. That way only I can see your email details - and I'll send you a reply.
As a teacher of adult literacy, I find myself confronted by this type of thing all the time--"Eats Shoots and Leaves" is my canon. I hope to get through at least one day without a single cringe at a misused apostrophe.
Off topic...haas anyone else noticed that word verification is less random recently, and that often there is a real word or something that could be sounded out as a real word? Why do I bring it up? Because my word right now is "mused". Hmm
"Some people love waking to the sight of new snow. Fallen snow is fine, but I like the sight of it falling, fine as dust or so fat you can hear it land against the kitchen window. I like the tunnel of dry snow you drive through at night, the headlights blanking out a few yards ahead, and the feeling that you're driving into some abysmal vacuum. I like the ground-blizzards and the snow that slithers down the road ahead of you. What I like is the visual impairment snow brings with it, the way it obscures some things and defines others, like the wind." - ---Verlyn Klinkenborg from The Rural Life
by George Bilgere When Odysseus finally does get home he is understandably upset about the suitors, who have been mooching off his wife for twenty years, drinking his wine, eating his mutton, etc. In a similar situation today he would seek legal counsel. But those were different times. With the help of his son Telemachus he slaughters roughly one hundred and ten suitors and quite a number of young ladies, although in view of their behavior I use the term loosely. Rivers of blood course across the palace floor. I too have come home in a bad mood. Yesterday, for instance, after the department meeting, when I ended up losing my choice parking spot behind the library to the new provost. I slammed the door. I threw down my book bag in this particular way I have perfected over the years that lets my wife understand the contempt I have for my enemies, which is prodigious. And then with great skill she built a gin and tonic that would have pleased the very gods, and with epic patience she list...
I was not raised Catholic. My family attended and had been lectured to in Presbytarian churches and for a short time, Unitarian, but I converted while in college once I started going to the old St. George's with my dorm roommate. It fit me like a glove and I felt at home there despite my ignorance of the exotic rituals and prayers everyone else knew by heart. When I say that I am Catholic I say it with the caveat that I am an American Catholic , which is to say I do not agree with everything that comes out of the Vatican. Sorry. I have no issue with homosexuality. Love is love, and people are lucky and blessed to find it wherever they find it. I believe that priests should be allowed to marry and that women should be accorded more prominent positions within the church structure. There's more, but let's just leave it that I realize the Pope is not doing a little jig everytime I open my mouth and declare I'm Catholic. For the totter to that teeter though, I've been t...
Is Morans someone I don't know or is this the moron that is waiting for a brain?
ReplyDeleteMaybe when he gets a brain, he can find a heart, too.
ReplyDeleteDebra, thats 2 organs more than he deserves.
ReplyDeleteThis is the sort of thing that makes Republicans look bad. I wish he'd used spell check or a dictionary before he made his poster. *sigh*
ReplyDeletesad and hilarious at the same time. poor moran.
ReplyDeleteat least he was nice enough to pose for a picture, now the whole world can see...
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of an incident that took place in the UK a couple of years back. After a national newspaper had run a "name-and-shame" campaign against "known paedophiles" living in the community, some witless wonder got all stirred up and sprayed "paedo" (probably spelt wrongly) onto the front door of a – yes, you guessed it – paediatrician. We should REALLY be able to prosecute for criminal ignorance.
ReplyDeleteOuch! Let's get back to our spelling lessons we have ignored for so long.
ReplyDeleteI love this picture. I believe this is someone at a McCain-Palin rally if I remember quickly. I'm not sure if he has a brain, but he certainly looks like he is working on an enlarged liver...
ReplyDeleteNo morons OR Morans came in looking for brains today. I guess the ones we thawed out will just go to waste...
ReplyDeleteDuh......
ReplyDeleteSorry this is off post, but I'm replying to your comment:
ReplyDelete``You had offered me some advise a few weeks back about blog of note, but I haven't gotten it and think I could use some. Still dishing it??''
Yes, of course. Just drop me your email address as a comment on my blog and then delete the comment. That way only I can see your email details - and I'll send you a reply.
Tee hee... that's funny. And sad.
ReplyDeleteAs a teacher of adult literacy, I find myself confronted by this type of thing all the time--"Eats Shoots and Leaves" is my canon. I hope to get through at least one day without a single cringe at a misused apostrophe.
ReplyDeleteOff topic...haas anyone else noticed that word verification is less random recently, and that often there is a real word or something that could be sounded out as a real word? Why do I bring it up? Because my word right now is "mused". Hmm
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