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September 14, 2008

They say that “all the world’s the stage and the men and women merely players”. If we get to pick, I’d like to be in charge of the lights.

I think that it’s a bad idea for all the men and women to play parts in it. Who does that leave to be in the audience? How many tickets could they possibly sell that way? Maybe some eccentric people will buy a few tickets for their pets, but not enough that there will be anyway for them to make their money back.

The parking will be a nightmare.

The special effects are pretty disappointing too – when in real life have you ever seen an explosion half as cool as the one when the Death Star blows up?  The aurora borealis is the only special effect that comes close, and I’m not sure we should count that since it’s well known among late night talk radio enthusiasts that the northern lights are just UFO‘s exhaust.  Can we count that as part of our world’s play? Or is it just a cameo walk on by someone else’s world?  It’s a gray area.*

And don’t let anyone con you into buying a VIP backstage pass. Technically there is no backstage , unless you count the moon. And you wouldn’t be able to see much. Maybe the pyramids, but that’s about all. And they haven’t played a major part in the script for five thousand years.

*I thought about making a “gray area/ grey area” joke, but I decided not to. It probably wouldn’t have been a very good one, but I just want you all to know that I am aware that the opportunity existed.

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September 14, 2008

Four real quotes and three fake signs

September 14, 2008

 The quotes are from a guy named Rick I used to work with…..

“There wasn’t as much farting in the new one” About Nutty Professor 2.

“My ex-wife used to think the were singing “pork chop, pork chop, have another
pork chop” - about “I am the Walrus”

“This election will sure go in the history books. [long pause] ….but I guess they all do, don’t they?”.

“I was just playing with them ’til they maced me”.  About the time in 1983 when he was arrested for assaulting a peace officer
 

 

 

Obama you’ve been on my mind…

September 14, 2008

I don’t vote. I don’t care about politics at all – none of it really affects me anyway. As long as the new leader is less evil than Hitler or Vlad the Impaler, I’m fine with it. I wouldn’t even mind if the next guy was a dictator. Or a cannibal. I just don’t careBut you can’t really escape all the political talk now.

Barack Obama seems like a pretty good guy. His name makes him sound like he’s a Jedi. Hell, he might be one for all I know. How cool would it be to have a Jedi president? Very- that‘s .cool it would be.

The problem is that there are way too many rednecks with guns for the Barack Obama Story to have a happy ending. If you’re from either coast you really have no idea the type of people that are running around loose in south and Midwest.

There are people here who still take Darwin’s’ Origin of Species as a personal insult.

Over in Kansas there are a group of people who go around picketing the funerals of dead solders because God hates queers. And, as far as anyone knows, none of the soldiers actually were queer. This is a detail they find irrelevant.

If they do stuff like that do you really think they’ll let an uppity black man become president?

I think deep down people just know it’s a disaster just waiting to happen. They’ve even already started construction on the “Barack Obama Memorial Airport”

Obama screwed up his best chance when he picked Biden as his VP. If he was smart he would’ve found a running mate who would be even more objectionable to the rednecks than he is. He should have found a Mexican Jewish she-male cross dresser who wants to outlaw NASCAR racing.

I know it might be hard to find all that in one person ( It took McCain a long time to find his she-male running mate), but if Obama was smart he would still be looking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Become a TARD

September 14, 2008

A while back I applied to Mensa. The next day the letter got sent back to me because I didn’t put a stamp on it. I just took it as a sign that I’m not really Mensa material. Who needs them anyway? Bunch of snobs. So what if I don’t qualify for their little smart guy club? It’s nothing to cry over, even though I did cry a little bit.

I decided that if I can’t beat them, I’ll join them and make my own little club. Actually, I’m pretty sure I could beat them. Most of those guys seem weak and bookish and they look like they could be very easily beaten. But starting my own club just for dumb guys seemed a lot easier and less illegal, so that’s what I decided to do.

I call my new group T.A.R.D.S – it’s an acronym, but I don’t know what the letters stand for. I figured that when your club is just made up of really dumb people you don’t need to worry about details like that.

I have quite a few members already, but as a rule most of the people who would qualify as a TARD aren’t smart enough to be able to read and understand a map, so most of the time nobody shows up at the weekly meetings.

At my last meeting I was going to start our new Oprah book club. We aren’t going to actually read the books she’s always pimping on her show. Instead we were just going to read and discuss the descriptions of her show from this week’s TV Guide.

It never really got off the ground because only one other guy showed up and he just brought a slab of bacon with him. After a long time I figured out that he had confused the word “meeting” with “meating”, and he just assumed that it was going to be an all meat potluck dinner. I didn’t have anything like that on the agenda, but I have to admit that his idea sounded a lot more fun than anything I came up with.

Anyway – I made up a certificate you can print out if you want to join . It’s suitable for framing if you’re not too picky about what you hang on your walls.

 

 

 

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