Is this the train to Desert Moon?

A round-up of the weird and wacky:

Saturday morning, at the building next door to our office, which houses the American Postal Workers Union, a woman was shot in the face. Lovely neighbors. Apparently they rent their "union hall" for various events outside of the realm of celebrating their own government employment. No suspects identified yet and the po-lice can't even figure out if it happened inside or outside. Odd that most of the union members were at the hall ALL DAY LONG (never happens) yesterday. Doing what? They certainly weren't out getting the mail delivered.

I'm not a fan of walking, talking, dead body Don Imus, but sometimes it's better than yesterday's news on Fox at 4:30 in the morning. Today, well, actually come to think of it, it's a rerun of Imus too. Well anyway, there was some guy dressed up like Hulk Hogan screaming a rant into the microphone for far too long and I could have sworn I heard the guy call someone a "doodie packer." Maybe it was "dookie." Can you say this on television?

Only if your a liberal apparently.

Jealousy in Mexico could get you five years in the hole. However, running drugs across the border into the USA gets you immunity from prosecution and the border guards who shot you in the ass as you were running away like a puss get ten years in the hole!

The AP reports that Hugo Chavez is gojng to "sieze" foreign oilfields in the Orinoco River region of Venezuela. That's just fantastic! Keep up the good work you freedom-fighter you!

And last, but certainly not least, a stupid joke to start your day:

There was a blonde driving down the road one day. She glanced to her right and noticed another blonde sitting in a nearby field, rowing a boat with no water in sight.

The blonde angrily pulled her car over and yelled at the rowing blonde, “What do you think you're doing? It's things like this that give us blondes a bad name. If I could swim, I'd come out there and kick your butt!”

Wa-wa-wa-waaaaa!

Need coffee.