"Working life isn’t 9-5 anymore."
"We seen the last of Good King Richard
Ring out the past his name lives on”
Steely Dan - Kings
Take THAT you antiquated phallocentric control-freak douchebags! Long live King Richard!!
Putting boots on the ground in Syria would be a big mistake . . but what about casual shoes, or even sandals … Given the climate, sandals would make much more sense. But, given our tendency to walk on dangerous snakes, maybe boots would make more sense after all. I’m confused.
This weekend, I ate the best burger I’ve even eaten. It wasn’t made from Kobe beef, and it wasn’t imported from New Zealand (let’s face it, your urinal cakes can be organic, too, but if you’re importing your “green” beef from New Zealand, then you’re pretty much pissing in the wind).
Oh honey, that’s just how old houses are. They settle. They sometimes creak or groan, or quietly weep, or demand blood sacrifice in voices that sounds like the fluttering wings of a thousand moths. It’s just the house settling. For whatever it can get. Go back to sleep.
Yet another promising little piece ruined utterly by a failure to grasp basic subject/verb agreement.
It takes . . ALL KINDS OF VEGETABLES . . to make a vegetable soup.
Just thought of this for some reason. Remember IN THE NEWS? Wow … If you grew up in the late ’70s/early ’80s, then you remember this. This is what conditioned you to allow those friendly, mellifluous voices to interrupt your animated cathode-ray incubation . . er.. uhh . . TV entertainment …
Just … fuck it. It rubs the lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose again.