My Nyms Are Psuedo
Here are three ideas for re-naming the blog, in case I ever need to go undercover:
1. (No) Nude Pictures of Monica Bellucci
It's amazing how the whole world congregates at this blog thinking Ms. Bellucci is here without her clothes. She's never stopped by, dressed or otherwise, but I am sure to mention her every few months just to keep the hits up. I hope folks aren't too disappointed by the photos of Mookie and Nigel they will find here, but I hope they are disappointed enough that they don't do what they might have done if they found Monica Bellucci photos. Ick.
2. (No) Nude Pictures of Give Me an "O" Oprah with Gayle King
Don't you just love when people have to come out and say they're not coming out? Those announcements always end with the disclaimer, "The truth is, if we were gay, we would tell you, because there's nothing wrong with being gay," but let's face it, aren't we all glad we're not gay? All that said, it's so nice Winfrey states, "Something about this relationship feels otherworldly to me, like it was designed by a power and a hand greater than my own. Whatever this friendship is, it's been a very fun ride." But let's face it, the greater hand doesn't belong to and the very fun ride isn't on Gayle.
3. #&$!#$*!#&@@!!
That's for when I decide to stop writing the occasional pointlessly silly entry and focus solely on the latest outrage of the day from George W. Bush, and thereby end up merely frothing at the mouth. In just the last two days he's: said shit on mic, acted like a stupid shit (over-simplified the Israel-Lebanon problem, doesn't know world geographical distances), improperly touched the female leader of a nation, had his lapdog AG admit he was the one to order justice not be done when it comes to the NSA wire-taps, made it clear he will use his first veto in 6 years to stop medical science from curing debilitating diseases, and chewed a roll with his mouth open.
Or maybe I'll only post about Sarge beating up on Beetle Bailey.
1. (No) Nude Pictures of Monica Bellucci
It's amazing how the whole world congregates at this blog thinking Ms. Bellucci is here without her clothes. She's never stopped by, dressed or otherwise, but I am sure to mention her every few months just to keep the hits up. I hope folks aren't too disappointed by the photos of Mookie and Nigel they will find here, but I hope they are disappointed enough that they don't do what they might have done if they found Monica Bellucci photos. Ick.
2. (No) Nude Pictures of Give Me an "O" Oprah with Gayle King
Don't you just love when people have to come out and say they're not coming out? Those announcements always end with the disclaimer, "The truth is, if we were gay, we would tell you, because there's nothing wrong with being gay," but let's face it, aren't we all glad we're not gay? All that said, it's so nice Winfrey states, "Something about this relationship feels otherworldly to me, like it was designed by a power and a hand greater than my own. Whatever this friendship is, it's been a very fun ride." But let's face it, the greater hand doesn't belong to and the very fun ride isn't on Gayle.
3. #&$!#$*!#&@@!!
That's for when I decide to stop writing the occasional pointlessly silly entry and focus solely on the latest outrage of the day from George W. Bush, and thereby end up merely frothing at the mouth. In just the last two days he's: said shit on mic, acted like a stupid shit (over-simplified the Israel-Lebanon problem, doesn't know world geographical distances), improperly touched the female leader of a nation, had his lapdog AG admit he was the one to order justice not be done when it comes to the NSA wire-taps, made it clear he will use his first veto in 6 years to stop medical science from curing debilitating diseases, and chewed a roll with his mouth open.
Or maybe I'll only post about Sarge beating up on Beetle Bailey.
posted by George at 6:10 PM
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