I’m sick with the coughing and the sneezing and the sniffling. My head feels like it weighs 40 pounds. I stayed away from The Work today, but The Work didn’t stay away from me. Bastards. Also, the lappie had a hard drive failure last night. Luckily, The Husband was able to get most of my data off the old drive and onto a new one this evening, so I’m back in business. Here’s some shim-sham I found on the interwebs today.
- Mayor Funkhouser and the Delightful Shoeless Doula were rear-ended in Leawood this past evening. Thankfully everyone is safe and sound, if somewhat sore. So we will have the Funk to kick around for awhile longer. Hurray!
- When Jeebus-cults collide: a new McCain endorsement could prove to be fun for those of us who enjoy watching faith-based wackadoodles scream at & about other faith-based wackadoodles.
- As I was watching Ruckus this evening, I found my self thinking that if I had to be cast away on desert island with any of the Ruckettes, I’d choose Deborah Holmes. She’s the only one that doesn’t make me scream and throw the cat at the TV. I’d beat Yael Abouhalkah to death with a coconut 3 minutes in.