Crazy busy. Or busy as hell being lazy.  Either way I feel the need to stop by the blog and say hi now and then.  And even though I lack the time to deliver a regular piece (since I’m hopelessly unable to keep ‘em brief) it seemed like sharing some  …

   Glögg!!! Or is it glǿgg!!!?  Well, we’re sure it ain’t glug, as certain as we are thatit’s the most important booze of winter here.  And what the hell am I talking about, right? OK, “Glögg” is a generic Swedish term for a “mulled” beverage and can run the gamut from the high-octane Jul (Christmas) Glögg …

I’m a little pressed for time in Decemeber to go into my long rants. So I’ll try keeping things short but worthwhile for a bit. But let’s start with this: It’s Christmastime, how about we all go out of our way to be nice to each other?

…world. No matter how creative they are when shredding law they can only see the rest of the world as they’ve been instructed to. The best music is what the radio plays the most; the best wine is the most expensive; and you wear boxers because the upperclassmen clones at Chi Beta Jerk wore them.

infant weenies are durable little things, you can push and bat them out of the way as necessary for the clean-up and there’s never any harm done. But when a new dad pulls off his daughter’s diaper to find lots of poop in her vajayjay…Jesus, nothing prepares you for that horror.

But Jesus Christ, there are mornings when the doo-doo ga-ga routine sets off a blistering rage inside me. I get consumed by images of slapping him in the head, mashing his face into his Froot Loops and calling the DSS on myself…

As long as conservative Christians leaders keep on fucking people they ain’t married to they will probably need Abortion’s “emergency exit” as much as anybody who’s unprepared, or unfit, to raise another child in this world.

Here’s a pair of very important infomercials from Ric Barbera. As a member of the Big Brothers of America, Ric really picked up the slack of abuse when my own father failed to launch a Ford LTD wagon over the Snake River Canyon.

Please clear children and check-signing employers from the room before playing.

The book she had, incidentally, was titled Lift Like a Man, Look Like a Goddess. Don’t know what the book actually says to do but she was working out more like a self-involved dipshit…

There was also a kid on the bus who’d started hitting him and Luke on the second and third days. Oh, good fucking gumdrops – a bully already? But no, just a spaz. Jack said he was small and weird looking with black “pebbles” stuck to his face. So, it was a little, ugly, moley bastard who was obviously an idiot as well. What kind of smaller kid stands over his seat on the bus to whack the heads of two bigger kids that he doesn’t know….