"When I do not want to say things in real life I often say them here." — Mimi Smartypants
I first posted this in May, 2007. I retold the story at a friend’s retirement party yesterday and forgot a couple of details, so I looked it up this morning to refresh my memory. It’s still a good story, with the added benefit of being true, so I’m putting it back at the top of […]
Note to self: never put food close to the edge of the countertops.
My calendar year starts on the first day of November, and ends on October 31st, Halloween. Show me a Halloween baby who doesn’t feel the same way, and I’ll show you a soulless robot programmed to go along with the crowd.
Mister B is the car dog.
When it happens, I’ll be here to say I told you so.
… parts of the story I commented on yesterday may (or may not) be wholly false.
… playing lets-pretend-it-didn’t-happen isn’t the way to go here. It’s lying, and will only fan the flames of culture war.
Bashers showed up from Tucson, Sierra Vista, and Phoenix … even one from El Paso.