December 18th, 2005

Mad Stylin Yo!

Riverdance? On MY body?

elialshadowpine has chronic issues with pain. She got a new medication the other day and tried it.
It works! Yay!

But she was describing how she felt the day before taking this medication, and gave us this gem:

I wouldn't have been surprised if someone told me a herd of two hundred weasels was doing Riverdance all over my damn body.
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Howard speaks for me

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I hope so.

From the ever-instructive and entertaining Bob Harris bobharris_rss2, in re the recent admissions by That Bad Presdent (TM MikeSpeak):

"What does it take for this guy to get impeached? Do Bush and Cheney have to start going door to door, spitting on the Constitution in individual demonstrations?

Hannity and his ilk would just say the Constitution needed shining."

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wilfulcait is preparing for Christmas. Quoted with permission from a friends-only entry:

I'm getting ready to head upstairs and work on Cadence's Christmas stocking. Cadence is the newest baby in my family (she's Melody's younger sister; can you spot the theme? I knew you could.) The difficulty for me is going to be not embroidering Candace on the stocking. Do we not have enough made-up names in this world? Why name a child Cadence? For god's sake, people, THINK OF THE CHILDREN!
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Scott Adams (dilbert_blog) is experiencing caffeine withdrawal:

Recently I quit caffeine. My doctor seems to think that 17 Diet Cokes per day is too much. In case you ever consider getting off caffeine yourself, let me explain the process. You begin by sitting motionlessly in a desk chair. Then you just keep doing that forever because life has no meaning.

I’m more ambitious than most people, so I graduated to staring at a spot on the wall and listening to my own ears ringing. That killed an afternoon. Soon I was looking at my right hand and wondering why it wasn’t drawing comics.

People say that medical school is difficult. But as far as I can tell, being a doctor mostly involves telling people to stop doing things they enjoy.

Doctor: “What’s wrong?”

Patient: “My leg hurts.”

Doctor: “Do you have a good sex life?”

Patient: “Well, yes, as a matter of fact I do.”

Doctor: “Stop having sex. What else do you like?”

Patient: “I like my dog, Fluffy.”

Doctor: “You’re allergic. Get rid of Fluffy. And stop eating food that tastes good.”

I’m trying to think of ways to make my work easier to compensate for the lack of caffeine. Dilbert already has no mouth and no eyeballs. I’m thinking of getting rid of his ears and maybe one arm. And Dogbert might have follow Tinkerbell’s example and just be bright spot that talks.

I would write more, but time just stood still.

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This man officially hates everyone.

thenorthernline reflects on the events of 2005.
There was also Live 8, whose purpose and achievement is, at present, still undiscovered. Surely the most bizarre occurrence of the whole affair was that of Angelina Jolie rolling up in St Austell, the fag-end of the Westcountry, to salute "the beauty and spirit of the African people." Not many of them down that way, love. She also acquired an example of this beauty and spirit by robbing one of their children, before going to descend on earthquake-hit Pakistan with Brad Pitt. Who needs food parcels when you have such eye candy to feast upon?

In truth, Jolie and Pitt needn't have bothered. They could have saved themselves the cost of a flight to Lahore by trekking down to the New Orleans Superdome, where a selection of the ethnic underclass were busy engaging in fist fights over whose shotgun had suffered the most water retention damage in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. President Bush stood firm in the wake of Hurricane Kanye, and everybody else went round nicking each others’ tellies. A good time was had by all.
The entire post is true tongue-in-cheek brilliance.
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pottersues on King Kong:

If I may... regarding King Kong, ladies and gentlemen: do see it. Trust me, it's worth ten bucks admission and the twenty minutes of advertising they make you sit through. Mr. Spielberg has just been PWN3D right up PWN street and out of PWN city, and will stay PWN3D for the rest of his miserably PWN3D life. Thank you. Good night. Don't let the door hit you, Mr. Spielberg.

And if I may, on Mr. Spielberg's behalf...yowch.
bitch, please
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Lobster wars

saiyuki_goku has fun eating out, here.

I spent the day yesterday with my mom and then she took everyone to red lobster. It was an hour and a half wait!! There was a lobster tank at the door where we were waiting, so my mom and I amused ourselves with them.

Every now and then the lobsters would start fighting and pushing each other with there claws. So Mom picked one and I picked one and we egged on the fights. Mom's lobster was a punk and backed off after five minutes. Mine went to look for another lobster's ass to kick. Anyway, the food was good when we finally got to eat.