Random Thoughts

My mind is a raging torrent, flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives.

 

I suddenly feel inferior.

 

I'm just using my tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore. 8)


(just don't call me Hedley LaMarr)

 

$20 whores don't bring as much to the game as the $2 whores.

 

Do they bring several packets of strawberry jelly in the event you already have a plain hamburger with you?





Thanks for making me dry heave a couplea times, Xan.

 

So I was wrong about the Ravens blanking the Colts. Dead wrong. In a sense I was wrong about the Saints, too, although I picked them to win, so I have that going for me.

As for the Ravens ... I was at the gym when the game started, and all I have to say is this: What the hell was that opening drive?! You have 2 weeks to scheme an opening drive and you chart 2 shit-ass runs and an even shittier over-the-middle pass to a schmuck who doesn't even run a route to the 1st-down marker? I knew right then that the Ravens would lose the game. Credit to the Colts. They're tough.

 

What's with ESPN radio announcers dropping superlatives?
"Bumfuck University's big lead of the game was 21 points."
Local radio guys are doing it now, too.
Big, bigger, BIGGEST.

Or am I way off base on this?

 

Platy! How's the tongue?

 

It's still intact.

Surgery's not until tomorrow, if I can get there. It's 65 miles through what is forecast to become six inches of snow. Right now there's just about a half-inch of sleet on the ground, covered by perhaps one inch of snow.

With any luck, I'll be back to work Tuesday.

 

The one I'm tired of is: "It'll depend on the spot."

Of course, it does, dumbass.

 

Adventures in furniture: bought a table and bookshelf at IKEA today.

 

UT your comments reminded me of this Pearls Before Swine strip the other day: