There's a new sect of a religious order whose precepts are "spend", "buy", "shop", "tramp". One small clause made by our founder was simply, "no photos, please". We, the devoted throngs of jobless groupies embrace this new mantra ... "no photos, please" and shall hereby stone to death anyone who takes pictures of the Lohan. Clearly, she has ordered us to slay people who take her picture, have older pictures of her before her statement, have drawn pictures of her, or have engraved images of her.
Uh ... no, I didn't ask or tell you to kill people.
We, the devoted groupies shall kill all who are in possession of your picture, oh mighty Lohan.
Stop it! "Zealots!" +
+ Toy Story
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Branch Lohanians
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playing chicken
I didn't even get an invite but an opossum wanted to play chicken with me last night. I was driving through town when I saw the little critter on the street. I slammed on my breaks and saw everything on my seat fly onto the floor. The good news, though not by much, the waddling wanderer was not struck by my car. I half expected a New Yorker voice, "Hey! I'm walkin' here!"
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try me for this
If you want to be insulted ... let's do this!It's not Muhammad as a bomb or as a cute Teddy Bear ...
no.
I shall envision, perhaps write his name on blades of grass so that each time I mow the lawn ...
I'm cutting down Muhammad.
I hear Jesus, Jews, America defamed, berated daily. Eat this Sudan!
Let your piety find forgiveness not vendetta or you can rot like the things pictured above each and every year.
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I must have missed it on the food I made last night. Whoa, or rather unwhoa! There was no stopping that train.
I guess my stomach and intestines were in agreement that the insurgent food must be expelled.
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
snoitaN
Backward nations ...
like Saudi Arabia lashing a rape victim;
Sudan for punishing a person for naming a Teddy Bear Muhammad;
decades of oppressing women and children, teaching a whack fundamentalist view of Islam;
Afghanistan favoring the Taliban who favored enslaving and killing their women and girls;
Somalia for favoring war over peace;
Syria for asking the US for handouts while supporting terrorist groups that hurt the US;
Jordan for doing the same;
Palestine, as it were, for denying the Jews an existence.
I strongly encourage the US to start billing these countries or so-called nations for the support we give them. I know that the US enforced a 21 year-old drinking age by simply offering road funding only to those states adopting the 21 year-old drinking age. While a few states challenged it -- they all succumbed to the drinking age.
"Secure your borders; eliminate terrorists; respect other nations, or we pull any and all funding."
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Bill past due
A smart US adviser helps with the financial burden of the war in Iraq. Services will be terminated if bill not paid.
++++
Yes, I know the numbers are a little messy, but the meaning is clear, right?
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Monday, November 26, 2007
Moon landing
I saw a moon landing debunking. The tag line of "proof" was bad, as the postulations were, unprovable, either true or false. The British examiner noted flashes on the screen, failing to remark that the film was grainy as heck, there flashes on the suits as well. His thinking was wire harnesses, trying to explain astronauts' ability to stand on one foot and do many unbelievable feats. This likely comes from a man who cannot imagine 1/6 of Earth's gravity. I guess he isn't a swimmer, right?
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Sunday, November 25, 2007
Trasformers
Well ... it was eye candy, good sound effects and ...
well, there wasn't what I would call acting. There wasn't what I would call much of a plot.
I watched it ... and I'm done with it.
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Saturday, November 24, 2007
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Ewwww!
Would be dancer on Gong Show, then I remembered "dancer" in Catina scene in Return of the Jedi. Since I can't find the video clip of the rotund dancer ... you'll have to try to remember the portly oddly dressed dancer in the foreground.
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Using this map as a reference ...

We could remove the cancer sites here (marked in white) and be safer. There is no guarantee that this will permanently remove any and all infection or danger, but it is a very large section. I strongly recommend the removal of this large site.
There are other questionable sites, but with this procedure to remove the worse sections, this will clear up much of the extending infection.
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Friday, November 23, 2007
Just give me something to break ...
How 'bout my friggin' leg?
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Thursday, November 22, 2007
Last Night
Thinking 'bout last night
Undercredited, undercited ... Travelling Willburys
"Last Night" lyrics
She was there at the bar, she heard my guitar
She was long and tall, she was the queen of them all
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
She was dark and discreet, she was light on her feet
We went up to her room and she lowered the boom
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
(bridge 1)
Down below they danced and sang in the street
While up above the walls were steaming with heat
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
I was feeling no pain, feeling good in my brain
I looked in her eyes, they were full of surprise
Last night, talking about last night
Last night, talking about last night
(bridge 2)
I asked her to marry me she smiled and pulled out a knife
The partys just beginning she said, its your money or you life
Last night, talking about last night
Last night, talking about last night
Now Im back at the bar, she went a little too far
She done me wrong, all I got is this song
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
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Bigger Fish
Well ... if you hide it, hide it, then reveal it as nothing, you tend to look foolish.
MR remarked that I had "bigger fish to fry" RE: Warren report that details the JFK findings. Why in the world would you seal it? Whenever they "unseal" it, it will be denounced as a lie, just as Roswell was. They weren't upfront and didn't come up with a clever enough lie to make it pan out. Whatever happens now means -- lying government. Either you lied then or now or hid it for no reason.
That was a bad call! Continually unopening it is a bad call. Remove enough platforms and the soapboxers are on the ground and more difficult to hear -- less important. Not opening it and making it seems a conspiracy gives some the soapbox or podium.
I once found a conspiracy "this big" [hands extended from New Jersey to Wyoming, more believable than hands to California, right?
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lest we forget
ZZ Top has legs and despite its end of the run touring, I still remember licks and kicks that I liked. Not to sound too Suessical, I found legs very doable, in all sense of the words and phrase.
If I had money, doggone it, I might buy one.
A key feature in videos -- hotties -- babes show legs, light tight frame and wiggles that drive a man mad. Now, you don't have to show grinding to entice a man -- a pretty face, a strut and you've got us!
BTW: a light-hearted girl at work, timid, virginal (I suppose) remarked on a stripper pole today. This same person admonished me for "sonofa" never finishing anything. She is, whom I'd hope, for a daughter -- has an idea of what and who she wants to be and accomplished in her daily work. You don't often get called out by your "hopeful daughter", but you listen when it happens. Sorry K if I'm not the influence I ought to be.
I've wanted to be a "daddy" for a while and if I can be a part-time daddy to some, so be it. Since I'm not the Mississippi type, I'm interested in her being an adult and doing what she wants. If nothing else, trusted council, I'll take. Do well, young 'en!
Somehow, my blankity blank blank devil-blushing profanity hasn't shined at work, though I grumble it smiting my woes wrathfully. I was docked ... "you don't curse", remarking my once ... once, nasty curse. Actually, when I whisper my filth, I hate my job for bringing my sinister nature to the surface. I'd rather be the stuttering fool, unable to bring forth, "damn" let alone any other litany of sick slang lexicon, than to be the hurricane guttural spiteful "jackhole".
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Clunk!
Newspaper, nothing!
This sequoia dropped on the porch -- advertisements with, "buy" the mantra.
Sale, in whatever form ... Friday holds "specials" like no other.
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