Posted on August 16, 2008 by Aunt B.
I keep thinking how history will judge us, what the folks will make of the ways in which we lied to ourselves about what we’re doing and why we’re doing it. From the small stuff–like the great “local” support for Eric Crafton’s English-only legislation, which turns out to have been funded all by one out [...]
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Posted on August 16, 2008 by Aunt B.
I don’t remember who it was that pointed out that the new Walmart logo contains an element that looks suspiciously like a sphincter, but I’d like to thank you for ruining their commercials for me in a hilarious fashion.
I’ll admit that, when I see that gold butthole in the corner of an ad, I do [...]
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Posted on August 16, 2008 by Aunt B.
I always mean to do something with my Saturday mornings. On Friday afternoon, I’m all about making mental plans for Saturday mornings. I’ll go through the rest of the clothes in my closet and get the ones that need to go to Goodwill to Goodwill (surprise, fat chicks of Nashville! Have a beautiful suit or [...]
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