WHAT OKC’S SNOW LOOKED LIKE TO ME
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BLOGBLAH’S BEEN AWOL?
shut up, he explained
I suppose that it hasn’t come up on your Google News feed that I’ve been absent without explanation for a few days; at least I haven’t seen any of the headlines you might expect when an important person like me disappears for several days. I wish I could explain myself, but I can’t. Even with my meds, there are times when I have an irresistable NEED to isolate. It’s not that I feel in despair, as I sometimes have with depression, and, in fact, I’m not sad at all. I just could not face the world of gray skies and the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune the past few days. Maybe it’s something I’ve caught from MCARP, as The Gary implies in today’s email. There’s just been nothing I wanted to say or hear, no place I wanted to go or could afford, and the chance that I would scream at someone for nothing more than existing in the same world as me was sky high. This is one of those times I hate people, civilization, capitalism, democracy, truth, justice and the American way. If you haven’t seen me, count yourself lucky.
THE WOMEN, A BLOGROLL
In the blog links, you’ll see I’ve added a couple, and both are blogs by women I’ve run across at random. Megan Barry started following me on Twitter because I “tweeted” that I’d turned misanthropic. Any woman that young living near Seattle who is already misanthropic is good enough for me. Also randomly, I noticed a comment by a woman named Maggie May on my daughter’s blog and went to see who she is; well, it turns out she’s “Flux Capacitor” and she’s a married mom and writer and lots more. Blog love to both, although I hate them along with everyone else. You go to their sites and decide for yourself, even though I hate you, too. Since there has to be three (Right, Skip?), I also want to recommend you go see someone’s site who has long been on my blogroll, deShan. She recently sold out a show in Australia she called “100 days, 100 drawings.” Gee, don’t you miss her fairy wings? Well, don’t you miss her walking her pussy around Paseo? Well, I don’t like you, either.
Chairman of the Bored
TODAY’S THOUGHT
I think I speak for all cats when I say that what we most want to know about humans is: Do they have tail envy?
Sinatra
Step aside. There is no way I’m giving you my place as top misanthrope in this barren landscape. I was promised eight inches and as you’ve noted, a trace was all that fell. Story of my life. Now that I’ve notified you of your imminent dethroning (you’ve obviously not noticed that I am queen for the day–every day), I suggest some vigorous exercise, prune juice and a call to your maximum consultant for trepanning. MYODB. No, you shut up. No, you shut up. No, you–pardon me–we seem to be having a disagreement among ourselves–make the voices stop! No, you shut up. No. You. Don’t you see it’s probably you who’s run him off. No, it’s you. Shut up! WTF I’m signing you off! No, you can’