I Hate You All So Much
By “you” I mean dummies who complain about books on library shelves. Guess what, dummies? No one is forcing you to read a book. No one is forcing your dumb little child to read a book. Also, here’s a wacky idea: read the book and come to your own conclusion about it. Then, leave it on the shelf so that others can read it and come to their own conclusions. This has nothing to do with offensiveness. This is about not liking free thinking and open debate.
God, I wish stupid people would stop breeding. This is why all of your children are stupid—because you won’t let them read about a multitude of subjects, let them think about those subjects, and let them form their own conclusions about those subjects! That’s why your children never learn how to think!
Heroes
Go here for a great post on Heroes. She sums up my dislike for the season finale so much better than I ever could.
The Decline of My Lunch
I went out to the store today and I stopped for lunch on the way home. Quick question: when did people who prepare food in restaurants stop wearing hair nets?
The reason I thought about this was that I watched the guy who prepared my lunch. His hair was about chin length and it looked dirty. The only thing holding his hair back was a visor. Best part? The hair on the top of his head stuck out straight over the top of the visor.
Come on, people! That’s not going to keep hair from getting in my Caesar wrap! I know this for a fact because of the little curly black hair I once found in my fettuccine Alfredo at a restaurant—please don’t. I prefer to think of it as a head hair. But if it wasn’t . . . well, a hair net’s not going to stop that, is it?
It’s not that I’m picky. Hubby and I use to frequent a Chinese restaurant that was suspect. Whenever we went in, flies were buzzing around the empty tables and the staff yelled at us a lot. We shrugged it all off—it was hot in there so they had to leave the door open. That’s why the flies got in. Why did they yell at us? Because we’re stupid Americans, obviously.
The point is, I’m not picky. I only gave the Chinese restaurant up when I made the mistake of checking it out on my state’s health code violation website. Apparently, storing food in the employee bathroom and having a roach infestation is bad. Whatever. They made great beef and broccoli.
Come to think of it, they didn’t wear hair nets either. Awwww, damn it!
You Bunch of Meanies!
Is the President of the United States actually throwing a hissy fit? Sure, it’s a controlled hissy fit. But it’s still a hissy fit.
The rewriting of history has begun! Just like they did with Reagan, the conservatives will have to rewrite all of Bush’s screw-ups—and it starts with spinning the screw-ups of the people who have worked for him.
Poor Gonzales. Guy didn’t do a thing! He was robbed! Oh, when will politicians follow the president’s example and . . . stop playing politics? Wait a minute . . . something’s not right here. If only I could recall if the president has ever played politics. Surely he wouldn’t make a speech like that if he’s guilty of the same thing, would he? No one would be that arrogant or stupid, would they?
Sigh.
