by Ripley
Man, oh man, oh man... Did you get the news today? What a week! What a mighty good week! Wait, what now? Anyhoo - a few notes...
- Thers has a shiny, new laptop! Huzzah! But, unlike Thers' and Mary's 117 children, laptops aren't God's special free gift to us all. Look to your left, hit the Tip Jar and keep the DFH Commune at Liberal Mountain running. You can direct your contribution to the Thers Laptop fund or the Christ's Sake, I'll Sell You All For a Bottle Of Bushmill's, You Little Bastards! fund. The internets are cool, that way. We're not here to judge you.
- My girlfriend's back and I'm gonna be sorry! Hey la, hey... Yes, she's back in the USA and we're feeling each other out as we... hey! stop giggling! you know what I meant! So, we're reconnecting and what have you - closet space, drawers, my pillow!, you're a slob! I love you anyway nom nom nom! and all that rot. (Who's a happy boy? Ripley!)
- Jonah Goldberg is still an idiot. I don't think I have to offer any... yeah, you know what I mean.
- Sarah Palin. (Laugh at will) Sarah Palin did... something!
- Barack Obama. Man, I thought you were cool, but now you're all...
- Watch out for the bold caps, cuz here they come.... AL FUCKING FRANKEN!!!, motherfuckers! I can't even begin to imagine what Bill O'Reilly's underwear tab must be right now. "Rosario! I've crapped myself again!"
On a serious note, T's mother has been in the hospital for two months with some horrific GI problems. Are you listening, Rahm-bama? We need - no, we NEED!! and deserve - some kind of Univeral Health Care coverage. My Dad was lucky that he had union-provided Retiree coverage or he would have died within months after the diagnosis. (Mulitple myeloma, centered in his spinal column). We walk away from our parents, drink beer and raise Hell, and... We watch our parents die and wish we could do something. We should be able to do something... right?
Shifting gears... Look around you. Do it, right now. There's a person who needs something, right next to you. Love, medical attention, help with a utility bill, help with groceries, someone to drive them to a job interview or a doctor's appointment...
They say "Liberal" is a bad word. They say a lot of shit, don't they? I'm one of the principals in the KINship Project and I can tell you, without hesitation, that there's a metric ass-ton of good people out there. Really good people. And they call themselves "liberal."
So, take a moment and share your wealth and love with somebody. Get all up in a brother's face and make his day. Make someone understand that we are here to help.
And never, NEVER, stop laughing at Sarah Palin.
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What's the cop code for blogging while drunk and in love?
Posted by: Jay_B | July 09, 2009 at 05:43 PM