Despondent, I decided to play poker.  There was an ad.  Win something.

     Considering that I’ve already made my tournament entry and that I’ve previously blogged about my disdain for the Sony Playstation 3, I sure am glad it’s not one of those.

     Yes, I make plenty of typographical errors.  But if I was going to put up an ad, a billboard, a t-shirt or a business card, it’d just have to be Typo Free.

On December 24th, 2009 a Nigerian national tried to detonate his underwear over Detroit.

As of December 30th, 7AM Pacific, we have still not bombed the shit out of anyone.

This smacks of the Bombing of the USS Cole, and the lack of a strong response by the Clinton Administration, leading to the bombing of The Towers in New York.

If the current administration doesn’t do something soon, in 2012 we’ll see a strong reemergence of the Republican Party.

And so the pendulum swings.

     I’ve wanted one thing for the last three Christmas’s in a row.  The only reason I didn’t want it for the Christmas’s prior was because, well, I didn’t know it existed.

     In the spirit of Christmas — and drinking — I refuse to put Bob & Doug MacKenzie’s Twelve Days of Christmas on this blog because it’s just too cliche.  Instead, I’d have you all enjoy this alternative Bob & Doug MacKenzie bit.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsgVspgy184

     So Merry Christmas, boys and girls.  And may all your beer be mouse-free.

The smellier the fumes the smaller the load?

Ponderance:  I’ve had a user account on this site for what feels to be like EONS and I now realize that I’ve only really blogged about poo, jiz, asshats, random destruction, and other rants regarding mundane bullshit.  Why hasn’t anyone revoked my rights?  What does this say about the administrator?  Why are we here?  Why do we have to listen to the likes of Barry Manilow?  And most importantly, who is Tom Cruise?

     I could make a regular series of “Weird Shit I’ve Heard Tonight.”   But only because this night isn’t any different than any other night … well, except those nights I stay home playing the Xbox 360… Which I do a lot of.  By choice.

     Tonight … ?

     “Computers are smarter than me, so if I use them, I can learn something,” she said.
     “A computer is a tool,” I said as I pulled a screwdriver from my coat pocket.  “It’s only as smart as the shit people put in it.  Can you learn anything from this?”
     “But I already know how to screw,” she said, looking at the screwdriver I was taking back from her hand.

     *cough*

     Believe me, I’ll carry a wrench in my coat pocket from now on…