Apocalypse Not
Attention apocalypse-watchers. If you are reading this now, then it didn't happen. Or you missed it.
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Attention apocalypse-watchers. If you are reading this now, then it didn't happen. Or you missed it.
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Apparently, a Black man can’t wear a hoodie in Congress either. At least he didn’t get shot.
Thank goodness! The John Edwards sex tape — the one he made with his mistress and campaign videographer — will suffer the same fate as Edwards’ political career. It will be destroyed. Let’s hope no copies were made, and that one less of these things will be making the rounds online.
Weird. I haven’t posted anything about Whitney Houston’s death. I have an unfinished post that may go up soon, but that’s it. Still, I just peeked at my stats and discovered this 2008 post about Whitney House and Amy Winehouse got over 2,000 visits this weekend.
I came away from CPAC a little disappointed yesterday, for two reasons:
On the up side, it looks like I may be partying with gay, Republican presidential candidate Fred Karger tonight.
OK. I plead guilty to this When I got my iPhone 4, I gave Parker my old iPhone 3G (with parental controls in place, phone service deactivated, everything restored to factory settings, history wiped clean, and internet access and the App Store on lockdown) to play games on, etc. But does that make me a “Scrooge”? Puh-leeze. An eight-year-old needs the latest iPhone?
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I guess I slept through it.
It must be the end of the world, yesterday they destroyed this fifth-generation Californian’s driver’s license and issued me an Oregon driving license.
If the rivers turn to blood, you can blame me.
(Just realised that my new DL is good through 2014, so if, as the Aztec calendar says, the world ends in 2012, I won’t have to set foot in the DMV for the rest of my life! YAY!)