The wife and I made a batch of Japanese curry last night that tasted so good, it was like God's semen: salty and poured in the ear.
When all is said and done following this election, I predict established media outlets will be left standing, nonplussed, wondering what just happened.
You know, despite all the talk about the imminent, all important, NEED for a government bailout of the financial sector, I find it curious that the actual eventual "bailout" is chock full of pork and "sweeteners" to buy Senate and House votes. Why, it's almost as if the bailout is more of an "opportunity" than a "crisis."
It's enough to make me vote against every incumbent just out of sheer spite.
Except for Al Franken. I could never vote for that douche. Maybe I'll leave that one blank.
I'm against any bailout plan for the financial sector. That is, unless it includes a provision to pay off the remainder of my mortgage, which I've been paying off on time and over the monthly requirement now for over four years.
It's not my fault a lot of people are idiots and the financial sector tried to capitalize on that through equally idiotic loans.
My lawn. Get off it.
Yesterday, the wife and I were out on a walk, when we happened upon the following scene, which I felt compelled to take a picture of with my cell phone. I'm assuming the cat was probably hit by a car, and then somebody came along and moved it to the side of the road and placed it on the plastic mat.
But, man, whoever put the "CAT" glove near its head; that shit had the two of us laughing for the next three hours.