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June 18, 2005

“…which is why it is with such sadness that I feel compelled to point out that your new Nike Air Structure Triax line of running shoes—the arrogant and profligate offspring of the Greatest Generation of quality athletic footwear—are doing to decent, hardworking feet what the Khmer Rouge did to Cambodian peasants in the Killing Fields after Phnom Penh..”

Heh.

Scenes from my driveway, continued x 57

Deadbeat neighbor:  “Is Thai food really spicy?” Me: “Depends.  Can be.  Why?” Deadbeat neighbor:  “Because I’m thinking about trying Thai food for lunch, but I’m not sure my stomach can handle it.  Went a little too hard on the tequila last night…” Me: “Uh huh.  Is that why you’re wearing the nipple clamps?” Deadbeat neighbor:  “Well, that was gonna be my second question:  any idea how to get these goddamn

“It’s not ‘anti-semitic,’ Howard. Don’t confuse a hatred for the country with a hatred of the people.  Besides, we clearly love the troops and their Stalinesque treatment of blameless Islamic freedom fighters held illegally in Guantanamo Bay by our arrogant, imperialist government (which, of course, we also love), so what’s to apologize for”? 

From the Washington Post: A handful of people at Democratic National Headquarters distributed material critical of Israel during a public forum questioning the Bush administration’s Iraq policy, drawing an angry response and charges of anti-Semitism from party chairman Howard Dean on Friday. “We disavow the anti-Semitic literature, and the Democratic National Committee stands in absolute disagreement with and condemns the allegations,” Dean said in a statement posted on the DNC

If we’re not mistaken, it’s Friday.  Which means that scaled rodent of yours should be dancing&#8212

—Please, cut the little fella some slack, willya? He’s a Jew, and this whole Conyers thing has him really shaken.  In fact, I caught him in the bathroom with a jar of rubber cement earlier this afternoon trying to reattach his foreskin.  Which, to be honest, I had no idea he’d even saved the damn thing— but you gotta admit, it’s starting to look like a wise play…