Perhaps you’d also like to look at the 2004 Chrysler Condescension, little missy

Don’t bother your pretty little head. Just lie back on the ponytail headrest and press the go thingy:

http://www.cars.com/news/stories/121703_storyb2_ut.jhtml?page=newsstory&aff=boston

BROHAAAAAS

IT’S FRIDAY AFTERNOON AND I SMELL A PARTY IN THE AIR!! WHO’S UP FOR GETTIN SOME CHORKARITAS AND FLACCIPENO POPPERS AT TGIF AND TOTALLY BLOWIN OFF THE AFTERNOON?? THE TASTY LITTLE HOTTIES HIT THE BAR AROUND 4 AND WE CAN GET THE FIRST HIT ON THEM!

THEN WE CAN POUND A FEW LITES AT THE LARDHOUSE AND HIT THE ROAD FOR VEGAS! WHERES MY ZEBRA PRINT FURRY COWBOY HAT? DUDE IF YOU JUST SHOW THE BITCHES YOUR MONEY THEY TOTALLY PUT OUT. BMW AND BLING EQUALS BJ!!!

OR MAYBE WE COULD JUST YELL DICK JOKES AT THE TV IN THE BAR UNTIL IT’S TIME TO GO HOME AND JERK IT TO THE VIVID GIRLS AGAIN. FOR GOD’S SAKE DON’T TELL DAD I’M GAY.

And over here on the left, the World’s Largest Pork Barrel!

Monster.com keeps sending me updates on the “Security Clearance Job Fair”, which is a lovely piece of Orwellian speech.

I hope there will be secure balloons and a thoroughly vetted clown. And when all the children have been cleared, they can go home again! Except the ones who have been bad.

Remember, total government control means full employment in tomorrow’s national security state. How are we going to get to Mars if you’re not a team player, here?

Exit stage left, pursued by Rover (bloomp bloomp).

How long, may I ask, have we been in dry dock?

Fully intending to go out, have dinner, see friends at D’s, and go to eamajyn’s production, I instead napped and slept from 5:30 to 9:00. Go me. I am now thoroughly alert and bored in the O.C.

My cold wins; I lose!

Time for rice and spinach, and perhaps a little Scotch later for medicinal purposes only.