May 30, 2010
Holy crap! I'm STILL terrorizing people!
And what does all this have to do with what you'd think I should be writing about? Well, it's simple, really. I was minding my own business on a lazy Sunday morning when a bunch of auto racing came on TV. It is so non-sensical.
Who cares that a bunch of machines can exceed incredible speeds? The American public. How shallow and easily entertained they are by the advances of technology!!
Below, that's my dear sister Lisa, her husband Darren and my former Damatian Jolson, the most stupid dog I've ever owned. This pic, I think, must have been taken many moons ago.
Before she went under my deck in winter to die.
These are pix of an emu taken at an Ontario wildlife park.
May 29, 2010
But those pix, it appears, got lost in the shuffle. Instead, I am just left with these pix from an African Wild Safari. I can't fathom what one has to do with the other. Unless it's the absurdity of enclosing wild animals in people-proof enclosures for our benefit.
That would be a lot like everything, nowadays. Very few things have been left how we found them. But such is the way of the world. We have to prove to our infantile little minds that we are superior and we can conquer anything.
May 28, 2010
Lemmings are actually stupid little mammals that are renowned for jumping off cliffs en masse, if necessary, to reduce their incredible numbers. They reproduce, and spend all day on Farcebook, like their simplistic relatives, the human beens.
I tried to find their pictures on my brand new computer, but I could not.Well, Cry Me a River.
May 26, 2010
May 25, 2010
May 12, 2010
Oh, but who cares if a few million starve or dehydrate to death. We.ve got wars with the Taliban to fight!
So what used to be my son Evan, above turn into those commando types at the top of the page.
May 11, 2010
May 7, 2010
May 5, 2010
I decided today to rob this word and opine about it.
Word of the Day
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
vamoose\va-MOOS\ , verb;
Now who knows if this will actually work. And everybody -- or just about everybody -- has left the blog world for Farcebook anyway, so you may ask, "What's the point?"
That's exactly the point, actually. Not doing what every other being, just about, is doing. And no offence to those who have vamoosed from blogging for Farcebook. It IS much faster.
If you can get all your thoughts out that way, great! I can't and I refuse to try. Because we are a thinking, feeling species. Until I'm definitely the last person in the building, I'll blog thank you, instead of becoming another Farcebook Weenie.
May 3, 2010
My daughter, Monica, is 22 today. Doh!!! These are obviously just a few of hundreds. So bear with me as I just TELL you, rather than SHOW you, how beautiful she is.
Last year, she and one of her best friends went to Europe together to explore. I would encourage travel for ANY young person, including my son, Evan, who is in the pic wiyh Monica, above.
The three of us are pictured above that before I had this stroke.
You're beautiful, Mon!