Oh, Lord, is this ever looking like a long week. A deadline with one outfit, technical difficulties with another, and Herself dashing from one end of the state to another like a turpentined ferret, leaving me in charge of the menagerie. Plus I am not on my way to Sea Otter. Party time this is not.
That said, the forecast calls for more or less spectacular weather for a few days, so I’ll try to pedal a few pounds off the Large Irish Ass between chores. What the hell? It’s not like I’m gonna be doing any post-Pulitzer interviews on MSNBC. When the hell is that outfit going to devise a category for Gratuitous Use of Filthy Language In a Blog Devoted To No Particular Purpose?
Tags: Herself, Pulitzer Prizes, Sea Otter
April 16, 2012 at 9:20 pm |
I was on my way to trying to pedal off a few pounds from this Large Dago/Towelhead Ass, and promptly and seriously pulled a muscle in my neck. Its tough to put your head up your ass, or pull it out again, when in this much pain. So you can use your imagination and figure out whether my head is in the interior or exterior configuration. Meanwhile, another round of self-medication is due.
April 17, 2012 at 12:04 am |
“Party time this is not.” Yeah I bet.
April 17, 2012 at 7:08 am |
I think you should apply your culinary skills to inventing a chicken dish called a “pullet surprise”.
Also, that double-cross from the last post has me dreaming about a new bike for my rapidly onrushing dotage.
April 17, 2012 at 8:45 am |
The nasty head cold I took with me to Paris-Roubaix last week is almost gone so my fat a__ should be on the bike tomorrow, weather permitting. We’re down to less than two weeks left here in Sicily and the final week will be devoted to packing up all of our stuff, picking up our leased van and getting ready to head north. The good news is that it looks like we get to return next year – January through April 2013!
April 18, 2012 at 4:48 pm |
Speaking of pulling it, I suspect those Secret Service guys in Columbia are wishing they had just bought a few jars of lubricant and invited Rosie Pahlm to spend the night rather than deal with the mess they are currently in.
April 19, 2012 at 11:28 pm |
That story made the IHT. Our soldiers pee on corpses, the Secret Service starts hiring hookers for themselves instead of for JFK..then cheap out when it comes time to pay. Should we be surprised when folks from other countries call us hypocrites? The so-called religious folks screamed about being “forced” to pay for birth control, can I scream about paying taxes to support behavior like this? I’m happy our bike tours start soon as I’ll be too busy to read about crap like this! People are…….