Today is Friday the 13th. Avoid juggling black cats. And picking on witches. Trivia *The ancient Chinese regarded the number 13 as lucky. Until the lot of them were devoured by locusts and pandas. The newer, more prudent Chinese, I’m told, routinely cane the thirteenth person entering a room to within an inch of his or her life. *Some sources say the number 13 was intentionally vilified by the patriarchs
August 13, 2004
A Sort of Homecoming (the Najaf knock knock joke)
Knock knock. Who’s there? Dead fighters loyal to Moktada al-Sadr. Christ, not more of you guys. For the last time, we don’t have any virgins for you here. Try downstairs, okay?
My seventh brief conversation with a McIntosh apple
me: “Thank god it’s Friday, eh?” apple: me: apple: me: apple: “What, you mean to tell me that wasn’t a rhetorical question…?”
The quantum mechanics of John F. Kerry
e=mc² I served heroically in Vietnam, I’ll have you know&178;*
Friday musing (casual dining edition)
Were Ted Kennedy a Swingline stapler instead of a beefy, patrician, hydrocephalic Massachusetts Senator, the waitresses at the Chinatown Hooters would be sporting perky pink asscheeks stuck through with staples instead of perky pink asscheeks coated with hot sauce smears shaped like the Senator’s greasy, saliva-soaked fingerprints.
You put the boom boom into my heart*
*Click pensive Mookie for details (h/t RWN sidebar)
red pills found behind the sofa cushions
That one dolphin in the navy blue pea coat is up to no good, mark my words. And that’s no umbrella he’s carrying, either.
