merry xmas ya'll

A Florida State Trooper pulls over a pickup on I-75. The trooper asks, "Got any I. D.?"
The driver replies, "Bout whut?"

Thinkgs to do when you're dead

Rituals - Click on this image. → ← yes, that one.

And we wonder why people believe strange things? Cause and effect might represent reality, but friggin' reality left the building awhile ago; right about the same time ideology pranced on the stage.

When you find yourself plopped down in a new cultural pot, try to keep this recipe for survival "It does not require a broad education to function as a social and
economic animal... as long as you know when to rub blue mud in your
bellybutton. But a mistake in local customs can get you lynched."

Point in case. In Saudi Arabia, the punishment for adultery is death. The definition of adultery is being alone in a room with unrelated member(s) of the opposite sex. Nice trick, eh?

Speaking for the Trees

Howz it!?

Took a hiatus to deal wif dem blues, some well timed advice helped me mount back on the literary horse; here I are. In the vernacular of Monsieur Franti, I know I'm not alone.

Wandering the rock, playing the role of modern day nomad, provides constant opportunity for some lovely, lovely introspection. Next thing you know, you're unpacking baggage and a wee little bit of memory slips through the elaborately constructed defenses. The flavor of your response has little bearing on the intruder's fate, though it might affect dinner.

You may sing out, Leave me Alone! Or, perhaps tender the grand fellow a seat at the sacred table. Be most assured; tonight's menu will delectable servings of pain and suffering. Save room for dessert? We're renowned for our chocolate betrayal. Mmmm, scrumptious. Don't you think?

Merry Christmas


The Lorax