9 August, 2011
17 January, 2011
12 February, 2010
so, it snowed a lot.
also, turns out there is actually a bitters shortage.
thing number three: next time it snows in the dc area, no more “cute” puns like SNOWpocalypse, or SNOWmageddon, or SNOWmygod, or whatever. it’s now just “it’s gonna snow,” or “snow storm.” four feet of snow later, you’re allowed to just say what it is. seriously.
(that’s right, hipsters. irony is out. earnest is now cool.)
oh, and stop throwing snowballs at police officers. i shouldn’t have to tell you that.
*tip o’ the hat to MAC for “Girl-pants.”
3 February, 2010
Make sure you brush your ass before you go to sleep! The sad thing is, I’m not convinced that the mouth side would produce any better words.
[T]he military is not civilian life, and I think the folks that have been in the military that have been in these very close situations with each other — there has to be a special bond there, and I think that that bond is broken if you open up to the military to transgenders, to hermaphrodites, to gays and lesbians.
Of course, you know you can’t “special-bond” with no queers. And you certainly can’t “special-bond” while being honest about who you are. That would be crazy!
20 January, 2010
Sometimes, I wonder if a woman could win a Senate seat if she had posed naked in a magazine. Because I just learned a man can.
But, this all makes a little more sense, though, if you realize that America has battered-wife syndrome.
30 December, 2009
yeah, it’s my birthday. whoo. in lieu of gifts and wishes of wellness, please send irish whiskey (non-protestant only, please).