Monday, November 17, 2008

V is for ...

Various tidbits. Not necessarily interesting, but definitely varied.

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Mark Cuban, owner of the Dallas Mavericks, is a schmuck and I hope he gets spanked hard. This is a lot of hate to have for a random stranger, but I am okay with that.

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The IRS owes us a thousand bucks that we overpaid. Karma: You ain't gettin it Mrs. Hatey Hatemonger, enjoy your spanking.

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Knitting colorwork from a chart is easy. Much easier than knitting lace from a chart. Unless, of course, you are color blind. Then it probably sucks.



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LB has teeth ... two of them poking their way in. Next week she'll be graduating from high school and by Christmas she'll be married.

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In response to the proposed bailout, Bailout II, one which should help "make more credit available," I say, "Brilliant!" I mean obviously we should lend out more money, because now is time when people and institutions need more credit. After all, they are doing such a good job paying back the shit they already owe. Really though, I'm sure this time it will be different.

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We've been teaching Lady Bean how to give Eskimo kisses. Only when she comes at you, she lowers her brow and opens her mouth. It comes across creepy and child molesterish. Not exactly what we were going for.

I obtained this image from here via Google. I think that means I can use it ... ???


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Two days ago I woke up at 7:00 a.m. By 4:00 p.m. I had: found a dead mouse in the toilet, been pooped on (human), been puked on (feline), given a split lip (human), found a poop on the floor (origin uncertain), and stepped in puke (feline). Nonetheless, it wasn't until I was forced to console, coddle, and sing to twenty-two pounds of pissed off, not going to sleep, head-butting baby for an hour during which my baking brie turned into burning brie that I considered my day a dud. Don't fuk with the brie, that's all I'm sayin'.

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If we really need to have a bailout, I propose another type. A bailout of our student loans. If the government bails out Boo and my student loans, I'll stimulate the economy with the purchase of a Porsche. This is a promise.

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The phrase "stimulating the economy" sounds dirty.

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I've started compiling a list of songs that I will have to ban in the next few months as they are not things a baby should repeat. There are a few though, that I have been able to re-write. For example, Offspring's You'll Go Far Kid, it's "dance trucker dance" instead of "dance fucker dance." Not sure why I'm yelling at a trucker to dance, or how the Offspring would feel about this.

3 comments:

Suz said...

What's wrong with my nephew?

Sue said...

oh yeah baby, stimulate me, you know you want to!!

Lucia said...

I have had the same thought about economic stimulation. C'mon, baby, show me that TED spread.

Erhrhhrm. Enough of that. I can't quite figure out the whole too much credit/not enough credit thing either, but I think the idea is that when housing went flump banks stopped lending not only to people they shouldn't have let anywhere near credit in the first place but for good measure to anybody, and giving the banks money (with no strings attached: now there's a deal I'd like to get) hasn't seemed to help because, hey, instead of offering credit again they can buy more banks! So now they are going to try giving the money to consumers instead? I think? I'm so confused.

Ahemrhrmrhm. Don't listen to me. I am just hogranto (that's my verification string, and I think it should be a word, as in, "I just mentioned banks and she went all hogranto on me").