Check out the photo that Bill posted, and see if you can come up with a witty caption. I think he’s offering an empty Percocet bottle as a reward for the best one.
Skip the political “news” and the stories about collapsing world economies.
Do not read about the monster of Austria or the latest suicide bombings.
Rest assured that the price of gas will go down, and then up, and then down, and then up.
This is why I don’t like you to use my camera. I don’t know why you would feel compelled to touch the lens and get it sticky, but you do. It is very difficult for the automatic point-and-shoot contraption to focus on something past your fingerprint. I know it makes me sounds like a mean mommy, denying you your artistic freedoms and all, but your aunt gave you a camera. Failure to charge it does not give you permission to use mine. Here are our Oktoberfest pictures.
Wouldn’t they have been really lovely if they were in focus?
Well, at least we all had a good time.
In the mail yesterday came a solicitation, the kind where they enclose a coin and want you to send it back five hundredfold.
The cellophane window was ripped open and the dime was gone.
Hard times call for desperate measures.
“I think the responsibility that the Democrats have may rest more in resisting any efforts by Republicans in the Congress or by me when I was president, to put some standards and tighten up a little on Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac,” Clinton said recently.
Excuse me? Did the former President just say that partisan politics might have played a role in today’s economic crisis? Please note that he doesn’t say he himself played any role.
This is what is absolutely despicable about politicians who play these games. They would rather see their country suffer than stoop to cooperate with the “enemy.”
It’s not supposed to be this way. Really, it’s not.
Note: I can’t get the hyperlink thingy to work. I’ll try again later.
By the time I sat down to look at Bloglines last night, I was tired. I clicked on The Daily Eudemon and groaned at a long post that required brain cells.
I went to bed instead.
In summary: existentialism and the Little Way.
Good stuff. Stretch your mind today.