"When I do not want to say things in real life I often say them here." — Mimi Smartypants
Because we can’t be trusted to run our own lives
Wow, the left side of the blogosphere is up in arms over this story, about the woman who demanded to be let off a departing flight after becoming frightened by Arab passengers she thought were acting suspiciously. Witness this blog entry, titled “racist hysteric apologizes for targeting DOD-approved swarthy people,” and particularly the reader comments below […]
Everybody’s seen Easy Rider, right? So Donna and I were flipping through channels the other night, and we caught the last half hour of Easy Rider on American Movie Classics. Something struck me as really odd, and I’m wondering if anyone else saw the same thing. There’s Peter Fonda, Dennis Hopper, and the two prostitutes in […]
Here’s an interesting article about supermarkets adopting “single line” policies. The idea is that customers, rather than lining up at individual cash registers, get in one long line instead; when customers reach the head of the line they go straight to whichever cash register is empty. Been there, done that. In the early 1980s the wife of General […]
My God, we started our Saturday morning bike ride at 6:30 and were toast by 8:00, with a few miles still to go. But we gutted it out to the end, then sat outdoors . . . albeit under patio umbrellas . . . at our local coffee shop. My one concession to the heat was drinking […]
Paris Hilton sat in a cell, Paris Hilton felt rather unwell, All her great fortune and lawyerly men, Couldn’t spring Paris Hilton again. Hah! So there! Justice is served! Still, something about this morality play makes me feel . . . well, manipulated. Aren’t there other, more important people who should be in jail? While we focus […]
I drive a 1994 Ford pickup. It has two 18-gallon gas tanks, and with gas in Tucson at 2.85 cents per gallon (yes, I know it’s a lot more elsewhere in the States, never mind Europe, so spare me already), it takes more than a C-note to fill it up. There are a lot of […]
I was hoping something would happen to shift the media’s attention away from Imus. Another Britney meltdown, a runaway bride, something like that. But nothing like the horrific shootings at Virginia Tech. In the wake of the Columbine High School shootings, it became more difficult for kids to be different, at least in dark ways. […]
Last night I’m driving home when a Tucson cop welds himself to my rear bumper and blinds me by shining his spotlight right into my rear view mirror. He holds the light there for several seconds, then speeds past me on the right. I’m trying to think what I’ve done wrong but coming up blank […]