Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Received this morning in an e-mail…
Here’s how it all went.
My engaged friend:
The other night when my boyfriend came over,
he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask.
He saw me and said,
“You are the woman of my dreams. I love you.”
Then, we made love all night long.
The mistress:
Me too!
The other night I met my lover at his office,
and I was wearing the leather bodice, heels,
and mask over my eyes and a raincoat.
When I opened the raincoat he didn’t say a word,
but we had wild sex all night.
Then I had to share my story:
When my husband came home I was wearing
the leather bodice, black stockings, stilettos, and a mask over my eyes.
As soon as he came in the door and saw me he said,
“What’s for dinner, Batman?”
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shouldn’t it be catwoman?
- ColoradoRight | 06/10/2009 @ 10:21