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...
I knew I wasn’t the only one doing this. Natalie has been doing exactly the same thing.
Her legs look much nicer. And even if they didn’t, she’d still be much more fun to watch. You do not…do not…repeat, do not want to watch me dealing with one of those machines. You do not. And if you are watching, in the same room, get ready to duck because a cordless phone’s going to be flying across the room in a few moments.
I don’t do well in the department of pretending to have a coherent conversation with someone when they, and I, both fully understand this isn’t what is taking place. I know good manners involve keeping up that illusion, but this is my Achilles’ Heel. And if it’s a machine pretending to be helpful and not being helpful, that doesn’t lower my frustration one little bit. I get that funny gleam in my eye Bill Bixby used to get in his, my veins all stick out, my skin turns green and my muscles swell up until my shirt rips. It’s not a pretty sight.
Enough about that. Watch how Nat deals with it. Good looking, classy young lady solving a vexing problem in a practical, constructive way.
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HAhahaaaa….*snort*
- pdwalker | 02/02/2009 @ 01:28