Light blogging interspersed with rain, pain, and much swearing at an overactive Gustav, whose Neurotic Glands are, apparently, exuding Miasma of Neurosis. Stupid psycho feline!
The current issue of The Funny Times arrived this week, ensuring that my mood is somewhat better than it has been of late. If you don't have it, consider a subscription. Also, consider gift subscriptions for friends. It makes an inexpensive, wonderfully enlightened and enjoyable present, and is a great way to support cartoonists like Nina Paley and Keith Knight, and columnists like Lenore Skenazy.
From the current edition of the Funny Times:
It is God that has made us and not we ourselves; we are his people and the sheep of his pasture, and George W. Bush is no longer the top sheep. Altogether a cause for rejoicingI'd change the last one to "millions," but hey, that's just me, yaknow? Iraqis count, as do Afghanis and Pakistanis.
Meanwhile, we have this classy family in the White House, overachievers but gracious about it, mischievous kids and a smart man and a woman who sometimes tosses him glances that say, "Oh, just get over yourself." What their presence says about the decency and generosity of this country is huge, friends, just huge. Rejoice, America. Je suis Americain. Ich bin ein Amerikaner.
And Phil Proctor, in Phil's Phunny Phacts, sends in this from Ben and Jerry's:
Yes, Pecan ice-cream for Obama
and a contest asking people to finish this sentence: "And for George W. Bush, they created ..." which resulted in the following entries (there were many more, but these were selected):
Chock 'n Awe
Heck of a job, Brownie!
Rocky Road to Fascism
The Housing Crunch
Death by Chocolate ... and Torture
Chunky Monkey in Chief
George Bush Doesn't Care About Dark Chocolate
Caramel Preemptive Stripe
"I broke the law and am responsible for the deaths of thousands" ... with nuts
I'm an atheist, and I never did like Garrison Keillor much, but I have to admit that the snippet above made me feel good when I read it. Especially because the bit about the Obamas is so right on.
Good thing I don't like ice-cream, that list would make me explode otherwise. Got a name you'd like to bestow on ice-cream in (dis)honor of Gee Dumbya? Send it in! Stumble It!