“Patriotism, along with obedience, veracity, liberality, patience, humility, and chastity (I still dress like a Catholic girl) are also moral virtues.”
Poor Justin has to get something going in less than 10 minutes so, because his jerk company ignores my do not call demands, and my whining and complaining falls on deaf ears, I say screw with ’em. Guarantee they’ll remove your number from their list–voluntarily.
Condor dies from eating trash.
I’ve concluded that scribing a memoir, on line, on this blog site, is lunacy. If Hemingway were doing this, he’d have visited self-annihilation much earlier. Swimming with hungry sharks seems more rational.
I wasn’t invited to Michael Jackson’s Memorial, but I WAS invited to Toby Weber’s memorial.
Gov. Mark Sanford is initiated into the Cockamamie Club–bad boys with rampant cockamamie’s.
“Hawks blacken the sky screeching for mor blood; doves flock to the forest cooing for peace.”
Don’t swat me, bro.
The reason for racism eludes me. Is it like us, something that run amuck in an endless maze?
Whales command my attention for a day.