Hmmm...Shiny is good. So is sparkly.
Posted on 06/28/2010 12:43:57 PM PDT by DagonofAlbion
I deposit the Risk into the account of a dummy finance company for management, called the republican party.
Then, I deposit the damage into the account of a dummy corporation for control, called the democratic party.
I leave all the bible belt religions as spoilers, or third parties; putting them down as department store chains. To stave off the profit into the mints money burning facility, to insure that the money is worthless in terms of pragmatic value, and is only practical believed values.
And the Black market is pimped as bad but, even losing even your kindeys in a hotel bathtub on a drunk, is a value laundering scheme...
Thank you all for your input and participation!!!
I’m off my rocker.
It’s good to know the Intrepid Explorer is back in CONUS. Almost any place in CONUS is better than almost any place elsewhere.
Still waiting for a part, here. Maybe tomorrow.
Shiny is good. So is sparkly.
;o]
Hmmm...Shiny is good. So is sparkly.
Well, that’s ugly!
VERY ugly!!
It’s only 75 here, according to the beeber. I think I’ll take Frank for a push before lunch. Unless he falls asleep first.
It’s in the 90’s here, and I’m not going anywhere. It’s getting harder and harder to get up in the mornings, though I don’t sleep well at night.
If there were only room in the fridge for a mini-keg...
I decided to have lunch first!
LOL!
Sounds good! How was your Weight Watchers meeting?
I gained 0.2. All those restoratives ...
Frank has gone to sleep, and I think I’ll follow ;-). We can go to the library later.
Teh Zombeeefs ar out dere!
ERK!
Napz are good.
And out “there,” too.
Back to normal life, having downed enough caffiene to counteract the effects of getting up at three in the morning for the third day in a row. I got some new uniforms, because mine are all completely trashed. There’s one set that are okay. I may mail them or something and someone can be me for Halloween. Or they can play ‘dress up like a non-rate.’
I got some new books, also, although not from the exchange. Hamlet, which I didn’t have and was missing when I went looking for it last week. Also Julius Ceaser and a few fantasy novels. They were low on philosophy at my favorite store this month. Otherwise nothing has changed..it still smelled faintly of pot. I had a chat about Harry Potter with the proprieter, as usual. It was because I wore my Bellatrix Lestrange shirt today. I did not find the new Brust novel. I may have to go up the hill to Barnes and Noble in the mall and get it there.
Then I went to the Post Office. They only had medium flat-rate boxes, so I got three of them. I would’ve enquired further about large ones, but the Postal Employee Lady was looking a bit wierded out that I was talking so loud and fast. I believe it’s a direct result of the White Russian-flavored Monster, which was delicious even without booze in it. I’ll send the boxes later this week, after I carefully pack so that the glass doesn’t break and none of the gun shells clink together. Wrap some things in back issues of Car and Driver, maybe. Also pack the saltwater taffy I got for the small boys very carefully so it doesn’t smell or get melty. Although I don’t know it that affects taffy much. Nobody is allowed to open the boxes until I come, because they’re a suprise. Or suprises, that is. I’ll send some pictures, too, so you can give them away to people. I have a good one of someone killing a dragon.
Still no sign of my computer. I wanted to pick it up myself at the mail trailer on base, but I wasn’t allowed to because I’m not an official mail representative. This is rather irritating. I had my ID out and it was my package with my name on it that I wanted to get, but apparently I can’t expect them to quit being government employees and just give me the box. Reminds me of the episode in Space Marines where Wang spends the whole time trying to get a pair of boots.
I guess I’ll have to wait for it to appear on the ship. I did, however, get several First Things and another two issues of America’s First Freedom. Also some more advertisements from the diocese of Chicago trying to get me to donate to something-or-other. Not sure why I keep getting those. I’ve never been anywhere near Chicago, as far as I know.
We’re in the two weeks of good weather, I guess. It’s nice out. A hobo tried to accost me, but I ignored him. The street people here aren’t nearly as persistent as whores in Thailand. Rather tame. Not as fun.
Then, I deposit the damage into the account of a dummy corporation for control, called the democratic party.
I leave all the bible belt religions as spoilers, or third parties; putting them down as department store chains. To stave off the profit into the mints money burning facility, to insure that the money is worthless in terms of pragmatic value, and is only practical believed values.
And the Black market is pimped as bad but, even losing even your kindeys in a hotel bathtub on a drunk, is a value laundering scheme...
Thank you all for your input and participation!!!
I've been wanting to say that for a long time but just couldn't find the right words!
Jake woke Frank up.
Well, that’s good news! You could get “America’s First Freedom” in the online edition, and then you’d get lots of extra content and also not have to wait for the US Snail. I’ll get you the 2011 Lectionary book from WAU, since time-sensitive delivery is an epic fail in your milieu. I will not open any Medium Flat-Rate Boxes.
I hope you didn’t pay for a new Hamlet or Julius Caesar, when we have them here! I have the three volumes of Lord Acton and the three of Winston Churchill. I’ll be finished the Sudan one soon: he’s in the middle of the Battle of Omdurman, feeling quite heroically pleased with himself. Reminds me of Percy Jackson in the rather silly movie I watched with Tom and Elen this afternoon because Frank wouldn’t go back to sleep after Jake walked on him and yelled “Meow!” in his ear a few times. Dingbat kitteh.
Ash is poorly today. She had indigestion, ate a bunch of grass and herbs, and threw up. Outside, because I noticed her looking urpsome and he Bill hustle her out the door. I made her an appointment with Jennifer the Dogwasher for the week after vacation. They’ve moved from the Back of Beyond into Mint Hill.
The byos are back from the playground. I’m listening to Jerry Doyle and some unpronounceable Eastern European economist go on and on about the economy. I wouldn’t mind listening to Jerry read the phone book, so it could be worse, but I need a commercial so I can finish vacuuming.
I watched a British fellow yammer about the economy on Fox News during breakfast. Honestly, I have trouble listening to a European criticize America’s economic troubles. I said so to another person, who looked confused. I was on watch anyway, so I didn’t have to see the whole segment.
I had fried eggs on toast. And bacon.
I spent about a dollar on them, so it’s not a big deal. Bill will have to read Hamlet eventually.
Nothing like a cheap, high-protein meal. I think Bill read Hamlet. We could rent the movie with Mel Gibson. It was goofy.
Jerry Doyle just said, “Con- and pro- are opposites. For example, ‘Congress’ is the opposite of ‘progress’!”
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