Furniture: A Tale of Affected Northern Europeanity via Scandinavian Designs
It's Saturday, and all the furniture I was waiting for today has arrived, and early, at that. How the fuck did that happen? I am going to try writing this in a hurry, and going up to Berzerkley to watch A Scanner Darkly with Philip K. Dick's daughters and Mssr. Linklater. Hopefully I can make it.
 Music, Live: I'm going to see Matt Sharp perform tonight. I have no joke, I just like saying "I'm going to see Matt Sharp perform tonight". The Rentals and Motherfuckin' Ozma, yo. Be there, or miss out. I wonder if I can get in for free if I show my ID...
 Food: I ate at Dishdash last night, in Sunnyvale, and I'll be damned if that wasn't some friggin' awesome food. We should totally invade the Middle East and take their food. It's the only thing they've got worth stealing, and they won't be able to do a damned thing about it. Kind of like ...
 Israel!: I just have this to say; for years, the Israelis played nice. All that time, they were scolded for being mean. Attention Lebanese People: Do you motherfuckers see the difference between being mean and being nice now? Oh, what's that? You can't answer me because your backbone to TEH INTARWEBS dun' got blown the FUCK up? Too bad for you. Let your Imperative Whining commence, babies. Tomorrow you're going to get bombed again. And the day after that. Some day you may notice that the frequency and pitch with which you whine has no effect on the frequency and pitch with which and from whence your airport gets blown the fuck up.
 Further!: Attention Americans in Lebanon: read travel advisories at some point. If you want out, get out. Quit wasting my fucking tax money (and what with the increase in my pay, I've seen the proof that that money is mine, you poor olive-selling sons of bitches) on the Marines having to bail your ass out.
So how long until the lawsuits against the US government start piling up from poor Americans who weren't saved by Super Hyper Mega Robo World Cop, Sgt. Uncle Sam?
Let them die.
And let the global warming burn the whole of humanity. Good riddance.
OK, gotta go to yoga[*] then get a fruit smoothie! Lates! Imagine me making a little "call me" sign with my hand, then wiggling it back and forth with a really plastic smile as I cruise away in my brand new Mercedes G500. This is California, bitch!
[*] - how else will I ever become flexible enough to suckle my own ballsack?
[Addendum] MillFonz: I just wanted to say that I am amused with the sitcom possibilities of MillMan accepting an offer to live in my garage, and the parallels the story arcs would have to "Happy Days".
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