Vroom!!!

When I grow up, I want to be cool like Jamie Kitman. He manages cool rock bands that I like (Femmes, TMBG), he is a Car Guy like me only he gets to drive the neato cars I’ll never see, and I share his ideology. Who says you can’t be a lefty and a car nut? Hmm? HMM?

Plus, he broke the leaded gasoline conspiracy story, which is fascinating stuff.

Am I a bestseller yet?

Headline: “Enron Tax Report like ‘a conspiracy novel’.”

Let’s see…

“Wilfred prised open the desk drawer quietly, observing the 1998 Paper Reduction Act and the Consolidated Accounting Rules for Offshore Operations of Energy Companies as he added columns 38, 41, and 98 and attached appropriate documentation from Schedule 32. The gun was heavy in his pocket.”

I’ll just stuff that in an envelope and send it to the IRS. Soon, it’ll be a movie, too!

FORWARD WITH REVOLUTIONARY ZEAL TO STALL 4

wearescott just pointed out to me that the North Korean missile what’s gonna blow up California is called the TAEPO DONG. Life imitates jerkcity once again.

And just in time for the Dear Leader’s birthday on the 16th, too. Maybe if I order mousepads from the Korean Friendship Association’s store in time for the blessed day I’ll be spared.

(stealing from my own memepool entry here folks)

Babelheart

Je n’ai pas eu le jour d’un Valentine réel en environ dix ans. Personne, et je ne veux dire personne, ne me veut jusqu’ici. Au moins pas n’importe qui au-dessous de 2000 milles ou avec la préférence correcte de genre. J’éprouve une si longue période de célibat involontaire qui elle a cessé d’être pleine d’humour ou douloureuse et est juste l’ordre normal des choses, comme l’orbite de la terre. Je serais enchanté pour casser ce cycle mais malheureusement il exige la coopération d’autres, qui ont traditionnellement été lointainement bien disposées ou horrifiées quand je leur demande dehors. À la votre!