Tuesday, October 07, 2008

I DO NOT PAL AROUND WITH SECESSIONISTS

Sunday, October 05, 2008

FOR THE LOVE OF DOG! HOW STUPID IS SHE?

Heute bin ich ein Terrorist.

I am sick and tired of Palin's lies. Sick of them. And for all her blithering about the "liberal medial elite", they sure aren't saying, "Whoa, Nellie! Hate to put a hitch in your giddyup, ma'am, but that's a lie!"

Barak Obama loves this country. Anyone who says differently isn't a very good American. Because in America we can disagree with one another without calling into question each other's patriotism. That was sort of the point of the whole experiment with Democracy.

Barak Obama does not hang out with terrorists. Period. And anyone who says he does is a liar. I've been to parties with the "terrorist*" in question, and I've read the books written by the "terrorist". I can assure you a) that he isn't a terrorist, but rather a 64 year old professor, a devoted expert in the education of urban, high-risk children; b) he's a nice guy; and c) I happen to love American. (Yes, the do-gooder, hippie, tree-hugging lefty liberal commies love America.) I guess now that I have admitted to going to parties where he was in attendance, I can never be considered for vice-president. (Something which, a month ago, I didn't have to worry about, but now. Well. Who knows. Never say never.)

If I had a kabillion dollars I would put adds out there with great big words -- "John McCain hangs with Child Molesters" and "John McCain -- cuddles up with graft and bribery!" and "Did John McCain's friends cause the latest failures, like they did the last ones?"

*I am intentionally not print the guy's name. It's been in the press enough, and, while I get an minuscule number of hits, I think the guy deserves whatever break I can give him, since he's being persecuted by the Stepford Wife & Mother. Imagine the irony -- The Weather Underground being dissed by weather girl.)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

TWO CAN PLAY AT THAT GAME.

The new ad put out by John McCain really pissed me off. First of all, Bill Daley isn't a lobbyist. He's a former Commerce Secretary. McCain should remember that, since he voted for Daley's confirmation and praised his performance. And Emil Jones? Trust me, I worked for Emil Jones back in the day and, while I don't think he'd a candidate for sainthood, he isn't 1% as crooked or shady or evil as Grover Norquist or Carl Rove or Dick Cheney or Sarah Palin. I think McCain's douchebags wanted Jones' picture in the ad because Jones is black. (And not just mocha colored -- deepest, darkest Africa black.)

So I'm making my own ads.


I would like to point out that I have nothing against big gay men having big gay sex. I'm not too hot on them doing it in the bathroom. But what I don't like are a) hypocrites, and b) people who live in glass houses who think stones are off limits.

Now that that is out of the way, there are a couple of less upsetting topics:

MY SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT

I know I'm a month late. Forgive me. But work sort of exploded in a way I didn't expect. It may be a little while longer, and I may end up doing it by e-mail instead of post, but I will do it, and you WILL know when I do! I think you're gonna likey!

KNITTING

Does anyone out there have their head around the Swallowtail shawl? I put it down for a couple of weeks (somewhere around 52) and I am feeling very uncertain about whether I have the right number of stitches. I'm knitting it out of laceweight silk, so I added repeats, and I have 175 stitches on the needles. How many stitches do I need in order to knit the border? Sorry to sound so pathetic, except that I am really pathetic.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

KRISTY'S PUSHIN' YARN FOR CHARITY

While it is a given that regular readers here do not need to be encouraged to

  • covet yarn,
  • gamble irresponsibly,
  • hoard yarn,
  • support a good cause,
  • NEED yarn,
  • read a knitting blog, or
  • want more yarn.
Well, Kristy has a way for you to do all of the above. But before you read her blog, know this: 100% of the funds Kristy raises goes to support the project run by my Beloved Myfanwe providing free civil legal assistance to people living with HIV or AIDS.

Now, go see Kristy and buy some raffel tickets. Or she'll sick her Wieners on you!

P.S. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE share the link to Kristy's blog with your fiber friends!
P.P.S. I am completely covetous of the Intention yarns. I like making knitting a prayerful experience, and that just seems like such an incredible way to do it!
P.P.P.S. I love how Kristy decorated her wall! I'd love to have enough lace yarn to do that!

Monday, September 01, 2008

WORST MOTHER IN THE EFFING WORLD, EVER!

Sarah Palin knew that her 17-year-old, unmarried daughter was pregnant when she made the decision to run for Vice-President.

Think about that.

No matter what happened, everyone in the State of Alaska was going to know that the unmarried, 17-year-old daughter of the Governor had, despite Alaska's abstinence-only curriculum (supported by her mother) and her mother's self-righteousness, been spreading it around the Yukon.

BUT HER MOTHER DECIDED TO RUN FOR VICE-PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA SO THAT EVERYONE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD WOULD KNOW! So much for putting family above everything.

Apparently the McCain campaign knew about the pregnancy before offering Palin the VP slot. (Hard to believe.) It is also being reported by the Associated Press that they released the information on the unplanned pregnancy to dispel rumors that Sarah Palin's 4 month old son was really the illegitimate offspring of her 17-year old.

Sarah Palin sacrificed her daughter's dignity and privacy for her own ambition. She is THE WORST MOTHER IN THE EFFING WORLD, EVER.

John McCain's campaign put out a press release announcing the pregnancy, and in it said "
Senator McCain's view is this is a private family matter." Well then why did they put out a press release?

It seems that there are several roads to stupid and the McCain campaign is determined to take all of them.
I just wish they wouldn't take them all on one day. It's giving me a headache.