Brainsalad
The frightening consequences of electroshock therapy

I'm a middle aged government attorney living in a rural section of the northeast U.S. I'm unmarried and come from a very large family. When not preoccupied with family and my job, I read enormous amounts, toy with evolutionary theory, and scratch various parts on my body.

This journal is filled with an enormous number of half-truths and outright lies, including this sentence.

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Just a few more decades

Today is Wednesday, April 23, and where I live that can mean only one thing. That's right it's snowing. Of course it is. What other weather would one expect on April 23?

You see, out here we all drive SUVs and monster trucks. Out here, we don't insulate our homes despite how cold it gets. Out here we sometimes just burn barrels of oil just for the heck of it.

Because out here we are just waiting for the jump in property values when that green house effect finally kicks in. Some people are stocking up the sun tan lotion and pina coladas even now. Just a few more decades and this place will be a tropical paradise.


And in other news..................

Conversation 1

Me (Incredulously): Three?! Three divorces? God you suck at picking husbands! You ought to follow my example more closely. Do you know that I have never been divorced?

She: You know I do admire you for that.

Me: As well you should.

Conversation 2

Me: Damn you are slow in that wheelchair. Doesn't that thing have a second gear?

She (different she though): God I wish it did. Do you know where my head is relation to other people's bodies? Do you think I like smelling everybody's ass everytime I have to get by them?


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