X marks the spot. Oh yeah, not much workie workie today. The forecast calls for intermittent flurries of paperwork and phone calls followed by deluges of day-dreams, wandering thoughts and tangental moments of passivity.
All in all, a pretty good forecast. How y'all doin?
If y'all need me, I'll be out back workin' on the ark.
. . .but since Black Friday is a month long event because douchebags are too freaking stupid to stand patiently in line at a Wal-Mart without randomly slaughtering one another, hey, better late than never.
Joy Behar just can't help who she is. She is overweight and beastly, perennially wrong on most subjects and has a perpetual "I just sucked a lemon" look on her face. Yet, she can even outdo her own ignorance as she did recently on The View.
Is "Black Friday" racist?
Well, only in the mind of color-sensitive liberal twits like you, Joy.
Ahh, must be time for another Steely Dan interlude.
Ah, the high life!
Sorry the bloggerino here has been a little dull and bare lately. We've been getting the joint here ready for an inspection by civil service agents (my favorite!) employed by the mighty United States Military.
Basically it's like this:
Here's a hoop. Jump through it.
Now jump backwards through it.
Now jump forwards through it.
Now jump through it in metric.
Now we'd like to see all your jumping reports in quadruplicate. Metric and English units, divided, sub-divided, collated, triplicated once over, randomized and paper-clipped.
No, no. BIG paperclips.
Man, all I can say is Thank God It's Friday. I'm going to go drink a peck of Heineken and a gill or two of Jagermeister!!
The saga continues. . .
The computer is still farked as I wait on this to arrive next week. Unfortunately, I live in Mississippi, which is kinda like living on Cygnus X-1,
except life is possible here and the women are better looking. Oh, and Mississippi isn't a black hole and here we don't weigh infinity, but in Mississippi it's impossible to go down to the local Fry's and buy the necesary widget to breathe life back into my computer so I might as well live in a black hole.
I bet they got great TV programming. Only a nerd would understand that.
So, I sit on the event horizon of infinity, overlooking everyone's donut hole and wondering in awe. . .
hey, did you wipe?
as Randolph Duke fell to the floor of the commodities exchange, "Sell! Sell!! SELL!!!"
An ode to the stock market. . .
Black Friday
Steely Dan
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