HAIRSHIRT
Helping You Get the Most Out of Your Misery
|
HAIRSHIRT Helping You Get the Most Out of Your Misery |
|
Friday, September 05, 2008Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity-Jig
I feel pretty lame. I decided, you see, to kind of take the weeks of the Conventions off from posting. And I did my best to pretty much ignore huge chunks of the DNC and every single horrifying fucking second of the RNC.
I'd be feeling much better about myself if I was the kind of guy--let's say this kind of guy--who took the time this year to watch what the Republicans were saying and analyze it. But I'm not. Or at least, not this year. It's not that I don't know how very important this election is. It's not that I'm burying my head in the sand and unaware of what's going on. But I have a kid on the way, y'know? Should I really risk giving myself a heart attack by watching Giuliani and Thompson and most every other G.O.P. fuckhead who spoke this week? There's only so much out and out lying I can take. So, no. Instead of listening to Sarah Palin and her voice--which, much like Joe Lieberman's, kind of makes me want to pour cement in my ears to block out the sound--I watched Project Runway. Instead of checking out the P.O.W. stories of John McCain, I watched Andy Roddick get thrashed at the U.S. Open. (Fucking Serbian bastard!) And I'm glad. 'Cause fuck those guys. Oh, and if you were too lazy and/or disinterested to click on the link to this blog above, go there now. It's good stuff!
Comments:
Post a Comment
|
|
|||
| . | |||||
