Well, The Whatever stole my thunder this morning.
I was going to post on the subject of gay marriage in California, but that bastard John Scalzi pretty much summed up my feelings on the matter. This pisses me off as I had a good rant on the subject all worked out in my head. The man is obviously reading my thoughts and stealing my ideas, he is nefarious, Scalzi is.
Anyway, it's a great post and if you haven't read it, you should.
Now, since I've got to get out to the shop (big production run this week) and I had to flush my rant down the drain and don't have time to work up another one, I'll leave you with a little music.
Gorillaz, Fire coming out of the Monkey's head.
I'm fairly certain Scalzi doesn't have any mind reading skills. OTOH, it's just possible he aliens taught him to read your bowls.ReplyDelete
Hmmm, I hadn't thought of that.ReplyDelete
Certainly a possibility. The is not end to the man's devious connections. No. End.
Well, I for one would enjoy seeing your version of the rant too. ;) Someday literary enthusiasts could even do a compare/contrast in High School English...ReplyDelete
Just for you MWT.ReplyDelete
While hunched over the bandsaw for the last two hours, I realized that I do have things to say on the subject.
Tomorrow, or later this evening, depending on how wiped out I am.
On a side note, holy friggin' crap that last comment of mine is bunged up. How I don't see those things when I'm typing I have no idea. Brain dysfunction apparently, some kind of bizarre dyslexia.
"There is no end to..." is what I meant to type.
(of course, your agreeing so quickly means I can no longer use the "think of the children!" line I had planned...)
No, No, No, you're doing it wrong, MWT.ReplyDelete
You're supposed to wait until after I post in favor of gay marriage - and then use the "Think of the Children" trump card to justify why teh gayness is wrong, because of the children, the poor poor impressionable children who might see teh gayz boyz holding hands and be weirded out for life. ;)
Oh well, I'll do a better job next time!
I so came over here to see what you had to say on the subject, and you refer me back to Scalzi? Humph.ReplyDelete
It's like being caught in some kind of gay mobius loop isn't it?ReplyDelete
August Ferdinand Möbius created straight Möbius loops, not gay Möbius loops, you twisted, polar-bear loving, fist-jabbing terrorist freak!ReplyDelete
Don't get me wrong. Some of my favorite geometric constructions are gay Möbius loops. Hate the math and love the mathematician, I always say, just like Jesus said to George Washington when he freed the slaves from Nazi appeasement. But legalizing gay Möbius strips is only the first step to hypercube sodomy and Poincaré pederasty right in the streets in front of your house. Is that what you want? Probably. Because you want to make America cry, don't you, you greedy, money-grubbing commie, you.
Write your congressman at once! No gay math! No gay math!
I will pay you money to use that exact arguement, verbatim, the next time you have to make a closing statement in the court room.
But you have to video tape it and you have to win.
I'm afraid I already have an unwinnable challenge set for me: a coworker has challenged me to drop a reference to Spinal Tap's Smell The Glove into any statement in open court. Unless I get a shot in a case with a K9 officer, I don't see it happening....ReplyDelete
It reminds me of one of my first Superior Court cases, a cockfighting case. It was very difficult to keep myself from asking the obvious questions:
"So officer, please describe this man's cock. Did you see his cock for yourself? How large was his cock? Was it in a flaccid state or did it appear alert? Did I understand you to say he had more than one cock? Did you seize his cock? How long did you observe his cock? Did you look at any other cocks while you were on the premises?"
Etc. I mean, you could go on until the judge held you in contempt if you didn't restrain yourself.
Stop it, Eric, Stop it right now.ReplyDelete
I've got to finish a big production run today and I can't concentrate on keeping my fingers out of the bandsaw when I'm laughing my ass off.
I swear to God, if I ever end up needing a defense attorney, you're it. And I swear I'll commit a crime that allows you to use the Spinal Tap Defense (TM) because even if we lose, it'll be worth it.
Your honor, my attorney *made* me commit this crime.ReplyDelete
He said he'd give me FIVE WHOLE DOLLARS if I gave him to opportunity to use the Spinal Tap defense.
I (heart) you.