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So, we've managed to eliminate pretty much all of the nasty, evil, tyrannical, WMD-wielding statuary in the Middle East. Huzzah! Actually, I've been fairly pleased of late with how 'well' the war in Iraq has gone. (well being a fairly poor word for description of so many people dying). However, I'm not one to cry over spilt milk. Let the healing begin. One quick note that I thought was pretty damn funny...did you know that the Iraqis had created a mosaic of president Bush on the floor of one of their more popular hotels (Al Rashid, I think) ? Apparently the insult was not lost on our troops...as they creatively blasted the mural out of the floor. Who says Saddam didn't have a sense of humor? Let's move on, shall we? My most favoritist new website has to be this guy. He looks like cool fun dude, and I may just go live with him. So...my apologies for the long delay in posting...I've been trying to write an outline for a novel, and work has been pretty hectic of late. Speaking of work...anyone have any contract work for a networking geek? My company is in dire peril...and some pretty severe pay cuts were just handed out. I know it's better than a layoff, but hey, dammit...I simply can't and won't cut back from Maker's Mark⢠to some lesser form of Bourbon...and that stuff is *expensive*! So, I've decided I want to start a contest. I will be looking for submissions of your best and most clever Limericks. That's right kids, it's limerick writin' time! Just so you know, the best limericks are ones that start out sounding quite dirty, but aren't. The second best are the ones that start out sounding quite normal, and throw a naughty twist in at the end. An example of the former that I wrote many many moons ago: There once was a man from Laffite I will be accepting submissions (originals only, please) until 4/25/03, at which time I will select my favorites and publish them here. What do you win if yours is selected? The undying admiration of the literally *several* readers of the site. And a cookie. Okay, maybe not a cookie. Hey, I just had a paycut, what do you want from me? Greedy bastiges. Let's see....anything else before I go? Oh yeah. Send money. If you are trying to collect money from me, you'll get yours when I get mine. Peace out, yo. (which reminds me of the topic for my next entry...white anglo saxons, and the co-opting of slang from urban black youth.) |
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