I sit down in front of this damned thing, sometimes, and my mind is a whirl of half-created thoughts and jimmy-jozzins of ideas. Mental burps. Effective blog-writing speed bimps is what they are.It is 5:59 in the morning. One would think that my brain would be ensnared in a morass of slowly-spinning neurons and confused synapses. Why am I pecking away at this keyboard when it's not even six o'clock on a Sunday morning? Because my bladder is more stubborn than I am.
I was IMing with my sis yesterday. IM time vacuums sure can be funny--and/or misleading--sometimes, eh? You know what IM time vacuums are. It's when you're electronically texting with someone and one of you might be a little quicker, a little more on the toes, than the other, and so answers to entries sometimes are two entries too late and so it ends up being a highly-confusing--and sometimes humorous and sometimes worrisome--conversation. As Billy Crystal might have said on SNL (back when it was watchable): "Oh! I haaaaaaaaate it when that happens."
What in God's name am I doing? It's 6:15 on a Sunday morning. I should be in bed, sawing logs. Not talking to myself in Cyberland. (And let's face it: often blogs are just that. Cerebral self-massage.)
What else? Ah, yes. My dogs came to me yesterday and informed me that they were "on the ticket in Oh-Eight." You can see their election poster here. I know what you're probably thinking. You're probably thinking, "What? No way! We can't have dogs occupying the most important positions" [sorta, if you discount lobbyists] "in the great Ewe Es of Aye! Dogs?!"
I can understand your apprehensions, but, really, is it that much of a stretch to have dogs in office after eight years of corrupt bumbling baboons? Naw. And, in my humble opinion, the further away we get from simians in office, the better. At least dogs have some integrity. Baboons walk around with pink-ass all day long. And they fling shit. And they beat their chests to a jingoistic rat-a-tat. And who needs that?
So vote Dawg in Oh-Eight, wouldja?
I think I may just stay awake now. Why not? People get up before the sun all the time. Hell, farmers make their living before the sun reaches its apex. Plus, I have a meeting on Sundays to which I have a hard time getting. It's at 10:00 and if I went back to sleep now, I'd probably sleep through it again. Yeah. Better just to stay up.
Eh-heh-heh-heh-heh. He said "stay up."
14 comments:
A couple of dogs in the White House couldn't do any worse. I just hope the Congress would approve the $37 million needed to put in the special doggie doors they would need to get to the South Lawn when they need to run around a bit and do their bidness.
I would totally vote for the the dogs.
Can my dog get some sort of position in Congress? He's a good argue-er- he loves talking back to me.
Stay up. Heheheehe. Rise and shine =0). I said rise and shine.
Lou and Ollie have my vote!
Maybe they could come up with an anti-itch vaccine.
They've got my vote. I have a pair that would make a great White House spokesdog and Dog of State. Just something to think about..
For some reason I had crazy deja vu about this post! Very odd.
Jay: I hear ya. But, hell, they spend $2000 for a hammer, right? What's another thirty-six million, give or take a few hundo thou? ;-)
Caleal: Your vote is duly noted, madam. Thanks for your participation. Sure, your dogs are more than welcome to clamber aboard the Dawg party juggernaut. =o)
Meegie: Unfortuantely, they will only be serving as politicians, not poli-scientists. :-( But maybe they can find a Chihuahua lobbyist who might be able to ear-bend Dow chemical into doing the requisite research. (Then again, Benydrl might work! :-P)
Suge Knight: Max and Milo, right? The positions are theirs to lose. I wish them the best of luck.
Muirnie: You know why you might have had deja vu? Because I can't seem to go a friggin week without involving my dogs with Cyberspace in some odd way. ;-) Los perritos pobre! :-C
Stay up! Been viewin' them porn sites again eh? ;)
IM time is such a vacuum! I really wonder where it all goes...Dog in o eight, I could vote that.
Porn sites?! Me?! NEVAH! ;-)
Nighthawk: If you do indeed vote Dawg in Oh-Eight, my boys and I thank you for yon patronage.
Ah, the IM time vacuum and the misunderstandings it has wrought.
"Huh?"
"What?"
"No, from before. Look back like three comments!"
It all gets worked out in the end.
P.S. Love the word jimmy-jozzins.
IM time is like the Bermuda triangle of time measurements. ;)
I think that you and Heather ought to talk at night...she's always up too! HAHA
That picture is hilarious. I can definitely relate to the "why the hell am I awake right now?" bit.
Oh, and as far as electing your dogs into the white house. I don't care who gets in, just please... all of you Americans... just elect someone NOW and give me my regular programing back!
Vote Dawg! Ha.
Why is Louie running for President and Ollie going with Vice? Is Louie better in front of a crowd? Does Ollie like to go Pheasant hunting? I'm just curious. Age? Wisdom? Decorum?
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