Today's language lesson:
Today we're going to practice saying "petulant drunken frat boy."
First in German: "gereizter betrunkener Vereinigung Junge"
Italian: "ragazzo ubriaco petulant della classe." Anybody know the Italian equivalent of 'petulant'?
Here it is in Francais: "garçon ivre irritable de fraternité." Indeed. "Garçon means boy."
Here's a good line from last night's Crossfire.
McDermott is one of the congressmen who went to Iraq, and Inhofe is the knuckledragging dittocritter from Oklahoma.
~MCDERMOTT: Well, I mean you've got to admit that we're bombing in Iraq, don't you?
INHOFE: I don't have to admit that we're bombing in Iraq. We're trying to take out surface to air missiles that are shooting at our pilots.
MCDERMOTT: And so we're doing it, what, with powder puffs and marshmallows? What are we using? We're using bombs, man.~
Did you know that Japan's ichiban (number one) sports satire site had a blog?
Did you know that Japan had more than one sports satire site? Did you know Japan had any sports satire sites? And would you be surprised to find out there was no Japanese language anywhere on the page? Me neither.
Check it out.
www.sportingpress.com/blogger.html
Leaving the Democrat party to become a Republican is like leaving the fire department to become an arsonist.
Take Shilo. She says this Toricelli thing is the last straw. She's becoming a Republican because Democrats just can't win an election fair and square. Ahem.
Leaving aside which party stole what in Florida, let me ask Shilo this:
Toricelli is too much, but holding secret, policy-shaping meetings with corporate lobbyists and then defying a GAO investigation is just peachy, right? Democrats are weasels, but funding third party candidates to undermine your opponent is fine and morally unambiguous. Sure.
Having an affair with a 25-year old staffer, while vilifying the President for dallying with an intern? Well, nothing wrong with that is there? I mean, the Republicans must be the party of goodness and light, because they have George W. Bush on their side.
And using a horrific national tragedy to advance a deeply partisan, deeply conservative agenda while clamping down on civil liberties; why nothing could be more forthright and patriotic. I mean, at least they're not trying to get a different guy on the ballot in New Jersey.
Who told you that you were a Democrat in the first place, Fox News?
And, hey, who gives a crap about the environment, worker's rights, gay rights, reproductive choice, public education or any other issue where the two parties truly differ? I'd say that if you can go directly from the Democratic party to the Republican, you were never really a Democrat at all. Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out.
The ass-biter who runs The Greatest Jeneration deleted my post... I didn't use crude language, even. She also let me know that I've been IP blocked so she won't have to stand further exposure to my terrible opinions.
Apparently, "Jen" only accepts comments from people that think exactly like her. Ahh, I do love the open-minded conservative right, so different from those PC crazies who squelch free speech on college campuses.
Time for a language lesson:
How to say "hideous alien she-bitch":
In French: "étranger affreux qu'elle râlent."
German: "schrecklicher Ausländer, den sie meckert"
And Italian: "straniero che spaventoso fica."
'Fica' is not the exact Italian equivalent of 'bitch' but it's just as descriptive of Coulter. You'll have to look it up on your own, though. This is a family-friendly blog.
Nothing much to add today. Still amused at my wit from yesterday =>]
Discovered that Ann Coulter's name can be anagrammed to read "lone car nut." Indeed.
Did I spell 'anagrammed' correctly? Hmm. Maybe too many m's in there. Fuck it.
I left a snotty comment at a blog named The Greatest Jeneration. The blog consists of the usual stupidity; kneejerk anti-UN jingoism; adoring fellation of Bush and Ashcroft; quotes from George Will. Like many hardline conservatives, there is very little at which to laugh. The apex of the writer's humor consists of referring to Democrats as 'dims.' Har har! Yeah, that's funny stuff.
To reciprocate, I'll now refer to Republicans as 'rips.' As in "rips off social security." Or, "rips up the bill of rights." And "rips the voters a new asshole."
So, go fuck yourself, Jen. That's my deep thought for the day.
Whaddya know!? I was surfing the web and stumbled over another blonde pundette. Kirsten Anderson had to move away from Cali because she couldn't take another day living under that despot Gray Davis. Such a loss for the Golden State.
Check the foxy, over-the-shoulder-with-no-clothes-on cheesecake photo. Oohh la la. All that and she has opinions.
Here's Kirsten getting naughty with a flagpole.
And here's Kirsten facing off against the queen monster from "Aliens"
No wait, that's not a hideous, alien she-bitch. That's Ann Coulter.
Dear Ann Slanders:
I am a good and humble worker at my company. My supervisor is a conservative who lost a lot of money in the stock market recently, which is his excuse for not giving me a previously-promised raise. How can I approach him rationally, conservative-to-conservative, and convince him I really need this raise?
Desperate in Peoria
Dear DiP:
My first impulse was to tell you to suck it up and take it. These are hard times for everybody who got involved in Bill Clinton's stock market bubble. Then I realized that the answer is "suck it up." Offer your boss some hot, Republican oral sex in return for that raise. He will doubtless take you up on it, in which case you can then blackmail him to get your raise. Now you may think oral sex is wrong, and it is, but only when liberals do it. Just ask Newt Gingrich, if you can find him.
I hope this helps, and thanks for reading!
So, the scene was the Rio Hotel and Casino, sixth floor in the Masquerade tower. Fajitas. Open Bar. Chinaco Anejo flowing like a river. Yeah, it was a kickass time. Friday night was a wash, mostly, but Saturday made up for it and then some. After the official end of the party, about 80 of us went downstairs to watch the roulette pool. Thirty-six people donated $10 bucks each, one per number on the roulette wheel, so that way somebody was guaranteed to win. The winner was Allision, significant otter of my sponsor to BartFest. It was the good karma coming back around to him.
After that, Brew, Baconslab, Tom& Allison, Allan from Austin, Will and I retired to Allan's room for a little post-party recreation. The pipe went 'round, the conversation was great, many laughs were had and I am still just glowing from the good time. It was like meeting a bunch of friends I didn't know I had.
