Off with the old; on with the new. Physically recovering from moving is almost as uphill as the road we live on now; yep, that’s low gear whining you hear in the background, and these swollen, cut up little sausages I used to call my “stupid fingers!” (thanks, Homer) have forgotten how to type and spell. But no matter. Getting …
A little song to sooth the pain of infidelity. And appreciate the tape warble near the end as a fitting tribute to Mark Sanford‘s sense of decency. [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2shR99NnwCA&feature=related[/youtube] * * The hunger of the soul cannot be satisfied with physical pleasures; the love of home and children is not augmented by the unwise pursuit of pleasure. —The Urantia Book
A puffy but erect Lindsey Graham appeared at the Washington DC GOP Headquarters, Sunday, with the obviously deceased, desicated, and decaying Arizona Senator John McCain, where the duo attacked President Obama for not doing enough to lead the free world. Clearly frustrated, Graham said the president had been “timid and passive” more than he would like, and that the president was “S’pose teh lead the free world, not foller it.” When asked what specifically he wanted the president to say, Graham stroked his tie briefly and said President Obama should just be more “aggressive” and “hands on.”
There are only two ways we mortal bipeds can live together: the material, or animal way, and the spiritual, or human way. FEAR is the powerful and dominant animal vestige of our animal origin heritage. When humans fail to discriminate the ends of their mortal striving, they find themselves functioning on the animal level of existence. (See Limpbot, Hannity, etc. )
It’s National Monkey Week, a few special days each year when we take our Homo Sapeins ego a little less seriously by contemplating our humble hairy origins as Primates.
“He who does not know for what purpose the world exists, does not know who he is, nor what the world is.” As observations go, that one is still completely kicking our asses.
Riding shotgun gave me time to let the road movie play. . . Sometimes you can sense which drivers are going to look your way as you pass them… Like the Limbaugh look-alike in a Liz Cheney wig…
