like mah Nana’s tea partay

all the ladies reading this are now pregnant. I’m sorry. it’s just that the rhymes are that potent.

I’d recommend this.
this also rocks.

from the Daily show:

One more step on the stupid death march

while i’m glad that bush is gone, and we won’t need to deal with his horrific idiocy anymore, i’m not joyous about it. we have an unknown coming in, who may or may not be what he seems. we have a system that’s in so much trouble it can’t really be summarized in a single readable blog post. much of that trouble was at the least initiated by the idiot leaving office tomorrow. so i’m not joyous.
what i feel is beaten up, bruised from the shitstorm that’s rained down on our country, and the world, for the last few decades. so many dead at the hands of our duly elected reps it just makes you want to quit.
but i’ll hang in there, if you hang in there.

i was washing my hands in the bathroom here at work, and checked myself out in the mirror. i guess on the way in i’d splashed some coffee on my nose (i like it sweet and milky, like my men) and it had left a spot of brown on my schnozz (ha! ha!). i saw it and thought “SKIN CANCER!” and had a mini heart attack. then i touched it and my brain actually said “STICKY SKIN CANCER!” before I caught on.

what a weird feeling that was. i’m pretty fair-complexioned, so it’s not outside the realm that i’ll have to have something burned off my grill. my cousing already had it done, and my maternal grandmother did when she was alive. but for now…we wait.