Month: February 2004

Morning at the Yelladog compund- a little coffee, a little homemade granola… Watching the dog chase squirrels in the yard… (That’s the young dog. The old guy, he doesn’t chase much of anything any more.

Yawning and scratching myself, I open the ol’ web browser only to find… Dave Tepper at ÉØInterrobang!? and all of his friends are dropping by for coffee?? Holy cow…

I better straighten up around here…

Well, if you’re new here, uh, welcome! Recent posts have concentrated on The Passion: Jesus Christ!! That HURTS!! OW!! and writing bigotry into the Constitution.

Congatulations to Dave on his 1000th post. I don’t think I have done anything 1000 times that I can talk about on my blog…

I love cartoons. Don’t you?

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Why is it that President Bush is only taking a “serious look” at what is going on in San Francisco? Bush ought to be sending in the National Guard to San Francisco to immediately restore the order of law and the thousands of years of history underlying the most valued institution of marriage.

-Attorney(!!) Richard D. Ackerman in an article in Worldnetdaily.com

Gotta love those “small-government” conservatives. Let’s get some tanks in there, but quick, Mr. President! Maybe we should start some re-education camps for all those Jesus-hatin’ sodomites, huh counsellor?

As one of the lawyers in the San Francisco case, I am begging each reader to recommit to his or her own marriages, to get involved in the success of your children’s marriages, and to demand that the meaning of your marriage will not be damaged by homosexual activists.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA….

oh, my god….

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA…

“Look, folks, don’t watch those homos on TV and start thinking about doing something like that yourself… ok? PRAY! PRAY that you don’t see The Passion: Jesus Christ! That Hurts! OW! and start thinking about the sweet, snow white, sweat soaked thighs of the Saviour. Don’t think about Jesus’s rock hard abs… Jesus suffered for you, and he loved you…. all that sweeeet, sweet suffering…I had this roommate in Law School… he, uh…. never mind….”

The last two days, notwithstanding (icy and wet, ugh) bicycle commuting is starting to look better and better. As it stands, my bike is one of two on the bike rack at work. That’s with regular unleaded at $1.57. I wonder what’s going to happen when it breaks $2.00. What about $3.00?

We’re watching the Life of Brian tonight. You?

From Sister Betty Bower’s review of The Jesus Christ Chainsaw Massacre (aka- Crouching Saviour, Hidden Agenda):

“I’m proud that I live in a country where witnessing two hours of bloody, barbarous torture in gloating detail is considered indicia of religious piety, whereas a mere second gazing upon a woman’s breast is cause for outraged apoplexy.”

I have reaffirmed my loyalty to the great southern tradition of Snow Panic. It snowed about an inch and half here last night, and the town is shut down. The university where I work is closed and that means a day of sipping coffee and BFB. (blogging from bed.)

So there’s a little wind and a thin carpet of snow on the streets and the yards. That’s reason enough for everyone in Georgia to stay safely on the couch and out of “the weather.” In Chicago, that’s a nice day for baseball. But this ain’t Chicago, folks, and I have to say- I get a paid day off that isn’t deducted from my accumulated leave… I’ll take it! They say Southerners are crazy (or just stupid) for declaring a weather crisis whenever a little snow mixes with the rain. You can call us whatever you want, but I can bet you’re calling us that from work!

there’s an upside to bicycle commuting, too….