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July 30, 2005

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Peter Parker

Haha, it's shocking that you can be so cheery at 6:45 this morning.

I just had my cup of coffee and its shocking that after countless cups over my short 20 years that caffiene still works on me (I'll be back to report a follow up story in 20 more).

I just saw John Carpenter's They Live (1988) a couple weeks ago and it's shocking how close to reality the movie gets if you replace the hideous aliens with hideous R's. Also, I have a newfound respect for Rowdy Roddy Piper. Eveyone should watch that movie, if only for the brutal fist fight.

I actually just pimped my blog. Gave a new hood and polished the rims. Perhaps, one day my MsPaint skillz will be comparable to King Heretik's glorious images..

Tata

So one time I'm young and stupid and driving my 1979 Pinto Station Wagon down the Jersey Turnpike at about 85 m.p.h. with my now-married daughter in toddler form at the time strapped securely into her car seat where I can see her in the rearview and I'm swearing like a sailor at the other drivers and singing WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT PEACE, LOVE, AND UNDERSTANDING? at the top of my lungs. It is at this moment my tiny daughter develops a sense of humor. And you have to laugh when a three-year-old finds your antics funny.

So other than Seal's CRAZY, Elvis' voice still rings in my ears.

Ol Cranky

I didn't feel too strongly about the censoring of Doonesbury, though I thought it was odd for editors to flip at Rove being called Turd Blossom since it's W's nickname for him. I frankly thought the whole thing was stupid, but it's actually even weirder than I originally thought since it's OK to use the word poo in a comic to describe Howard Dean.

I'd written a post earlier this week about the evangelical/catholic clergy flipping that Durbin asked Roberts how he'd handle a case that highlighted inconsistency between US law and Vatican dictate, Pam just posted about Frist being fried by a Cardinal for flip-flopping on stem-cells and I just keep thinking about JFK's presidential campaign (what I learned in history class at least).

Matt

Thank you, Heretik. While those of us in Philly have many reasons to amplify Latoyia's story, it's especially gratifying to see people outside of the city bring attention to it.

And I love your site not only because you pour out your heart and soul here, but also because you pour out wonderful drinks on a nightly basis!

Mimus Pauly

Regarding the chicken-and-egg dilemma: I'm convinced the rooster came first (snort)...

Eggs is eggs. They're bad for us, I know, but I heart a big Western omelette now and then...

I have no French in me, sorry. Is it okay if I act Irish instead? I'm good at that...

Please visit A Dirtybird's Medley and screw around all day with me...

I love Cookie Jill, too. Even before skippy made me a co-blogger, I loved Cookie Jill. Can't say enough about Cookie Jill. Have you read Cookie Jill today? Cause you really ought to read Cookie Jill soon. Do it -- Cookie Jill will love it if you do...

Uh, what's uncapitalism? I know what anit-capitalism is. I'm confused...

Your kindness toward Tattered Coat, The All Spin Zone, and Idyllopus makes me look like such a scrooge. I'm so not worthy...

What song says it for me? I'm torn between "Mad Man Moon" by Genesis and "American Tune" by Paul Simon today...

My 2 cents.

Karen

Billy Joel - And So it Goes - this bit:

I spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self defense

And every time I’ve held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose

But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break

Pepper

I ate several pumpkin scones for breakfast, and sugar is coursing through my veins. Yesterday, I had a bag of Skittles for breakfast. I live dangerously.

Matt and All Spin and everyone else who spead the word about Latoyia Figueroa. Good work. And it's not a political thing, either. I just hope she's found safe and alive.

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