Someone at work asked me if I was going to blog about the Bill Frist stem-cell switcheroo OR Bush allegedly flipping the bird at the press (as much as I want to believe it, I think it was a thumbs up- from a dumb, evil-minded motherfucker, mind you) , but I don't have the energy.
I was even going to dig deep into the theory that God might be punishing the Boy Scouts of America for their anti-gay stance, but that would mean I believe in a cruel and punishing God.
And I don't.
I don't believe God gives a fig.
But I do think these space shuttle pictures are neat. Hope they land ok.
My unemployed friends are going to see a Robert Williams exhibit. I wish I was unemployed, at least for a day or two...
Friday, July 29, 2005
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i don't understand the fig shit AT ALL! i don't understand i don't understand i don't understand!
when i was a young and callow fellow i used to think it was me, it was my fault.
now i think it's because it's all just a bunch of crazy hoogy-boogy gobbledy gook!
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