
I don't think this is the way it's spelled in Florida.
Not just for the dyslexic.

Girl: My dad said I can't get a boob job because of the economy. I told him if I got a boob job, I'd have a better chance of getting hired and making money.
| What Kind of Serial Killer Would You Be? Your Result: Organized and Goal-Oriented You're a planner. You'd carefully plot each murder, and carry it out methodically. You'll kill them in one location and move them to another later, and you'll study up your forensic science. The good news is, you're much harder to catch. | |
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Yetta G. Kurland wrote
at 1:17am tomorrow...


It's the 36th anniversary of Roe v. Wade.
This is a blog for choice. Basically, I believe people should have the right to control their bodies. My friend Helen Boyd, who can write rings around me when she's half asleep, explained it much better:
I’m pro-choice because
● because this planet is too crowded
● because abortion will always be available, but it will only be available to wealthier women if it’s illegal, which is class discrimination
● because women deserve to decide their own lives & when & how they want to have children
● because they never, ever report on where the father is when a teenaged girl leaves her baby on someone’s doorstep (or in a local dumpster, etc).
● because women don’t always choose when they’re having sex, even if they’re not raped
● because younger women, especially, may not have the self-confidence to insist on safe sex
This is just a sop to the authoritarians among us. I am holding out for the release of the Guantanemo Playset. Hopefully this will come with an extrordinary rendition option.HT to Betty Crow
"My grandson is the most persuasive liar I have ever met. By the time he was 2 years old he could dirty his diaper and make his mother believe someone else had done it."
Boss: My daughter's turning two tomorrow.from Overheard in the Office
Employee: What can I get her? Anything she doesn't have that she really needs?
Boss: An "off" button.
There are already two unsettling events to start off 2009.
We're staying at the Paris Hotel. Here's a view of it, with its silly shrunken Eiffel Tower, taken from the Bellagio across the street. Unfortunately, they don't let you cross the street, which is known as the "Strip." The only way to get across the Strip on foot is via some pedestrian bridges. But there aren't enough of them. After dinner my wife was too tired to walk over to one. So we took a cab--just to cross the street!
To all Seinfeld fans (and non-fans), Happy Festivus!What a lovely day for Festivus,
a Festivus for the rest of us,
this is the place to hate,
let them wait, let them wait, let them wait.
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
I bought some caps for popping,
aluminum pole's aglow,
let them know, let them know, let them know.
With the feat of strength at hand,
stop crying fight your old man,
so go and drink another beer,
T'is the best time of the year!
What a lovely day for Festivus,
a Festivus for the rest of us,
gather your family around,
cut them down, cut them down, cut them down.
No need for decorating,
as tinsel's too distracting,
all you need is a metal pole,
cleanse your soul, cleanse your soul, cleanse your soul.
With the feat of strength at hand,
stop crying fight your old man,
so go and drink another beer,
T'is the best time of the year!
What a lovely day for Festivus,
a Festivus for the rest of us,
gather your family around,
cut them down, cut them down, cut them down.
No need for decorating,
as tinsel's too distracting,
all you need is a metal pole,
cleanse your soul, cleanse your soul, cleanse your soul.
With the feat of strength at hand,
stop crying fight your old man,
so go and drink another beer,
T'is the best time of the year!
T'is the best time of the year!
Developer: Is "buttload" hyphenated?
New guy: No, I think it's just one word.
When Deborah Lawrence got the invitation from the White House, the Seattle-based artist decided to make a lefty political statement.
But she never expected it would hang on the official Christmas tree.
Laura Bush asked members of Congress to pick local painters to decorate ornaments for this year's 20-foot Fraser fir in the Blue Room. The globes (to be unveiled by the first lady tomorrow) are supposed to showcase something special about each congressional district. Washington state's Rep. Jim McDermott contacted a local arts organization, which asked Lawrence, a collage artist, to create the local entry.
"I was at first nauseated, then realized it was an opportunity," said Lawrence, 55, who frequently combines politics and satire in her work and saw this as the perfect way "to highlight Jim McDermott because he's a hero of mine."
The nine-inch ball is covered with swirly red and white stripes -- and, in tiny glued-on text, salutes the Democratic congressman's support for a resolution to impeach President Bush. (Also showcased: Washington state's 1919 labor strike, its suffrage movement and the violent anti-World Trade Organization riots of 1999.) Lawrence sent it off to D.C. in September and was very surprised it was accepted for the tree -- and that she was invited to this afternoon's White House reception for the artists, which she flew to D.C. to attend.
"Apparently, they didn't read it -- or Laura Bush is more progressive than I believed," Lawrence told us.
Sally McDonough, the first lady's press secretary, said yesterday that hundreds of ornaments were submitted for display and there were no plans to pull Lawrence's artwork or her invitation. But, she said, "it really is too bad. I haven't seen the ornament, but I would hope that no one would take this as an opportunity to be divisive and partisan. There is a time and place for everything, and I don't think this is either."
This is a microcosm of the last eight years in a nut shell. The inability for the administration to pay attention to detail.