Tuesday, September 27, 2005

A blog like any other

Sorry, America, I have this long involved rant about S&M scenes and what they can teach us about how we deal with each other and reciprocity with the divine, but I'm frazzled from being back in the office and just can't put my thoughts together in any meaningful way. Let's just say, as usual, I'm interesting and absolutely right. Meanwhile, I'm going to do what everyone else does and send you elsewhere. Check this shit out: The Rug Designer seems to have somehow given birth to a member of my family. Note the way her son failed to realize he'd graduated. Who else but someone related to me could manage that? I'll see you at family reunions, Rug Designer! A.C. Kleinheider is interesting and not just because he proved the cutie rule in reverse, but also because he asks the obvious question about the Kitten Killer. How the hell is Frist going to salvage a political career out of this mess? The man kills kittens; diagnoses people from hundreds of miles away... excuse me, wrongly diagnoses people from hundreds of miles away; says one thing, gets chastised by the White House, comes back tail between his legs and says another; and now supposedly miraculously sells his stock in his family's business before it goes down the toilet. The republicans have made him their dog, and, to make a broad generalization, if there's one thing conservatives won't forgive, it's any sign of weakness, so I don't see him getting much support there, and he lacks the charisma and charm that appeals to independents. Being the President is out, though he should run. That would be good fun. But Kleinheider thinks he may try to stay in the Senate and I have to agree that it's probably his only option, if he wants to stay in Washington. Fritz has a lovely photo of another favorite White House whipping boy (Yes, I did bring this post full-circle, back to the S&M stuff. No need to applaud; it's just a gift I have.). Some day there will be an explanation as to why a male prostitute had such access to the White House. I, for one, hope that explanation includes the words "Karl Rove" and "passionate romance." All right, I'm off to scrounge up some dinner and stir up some trouble.

4 Comments:

Blogger Peggasus said...

What, Frist has gone and done a Martha?

Five months and an ankle bracelet for him!! Charm and charisma? Weakness? Oh, I am all a-twitter to see how this show plays out!

(P.S. Your whipping boy link is not working. Please to fix ASAP.)

9/27/2005 10:17:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

Ah, I see. Fritz changed the name of the post on me. The link is fixed.

9/28/2005 07:02:00 AM  
Blogger Karan Simpson said...

Thanksgivings are a hoot. We usually eat around 1:00 pm. You and the Butcher come on by!

9/28/2005 09:43:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If you send Frist a message via his website, he'll send you a "thank you" letter in the mail. He sends the letter even if your message to him consists of personal slander and creative pseduoprofanities.

When you're bored at work, let Bill know what a douchebag he is. He'll thank ya for it.

9/28/2005 11:46:00 AM  

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