In Natter, Gud discovers one of the great secrets of campaign strategists and spambots alike....
I'm getting bombarded by mostly Republican direct mail. It sort of reads like Smurf literature only with the word 'liberal' replacing the word 'smurf'.
from bitches:
Aimée - Oct 26, 2006 12:36:17 pm PDT #8801 of 8810 Mark Block
You're supposed to change diapers?????
Fuck.
Sean K - Oct 26, 2006 12:37:01 pm PDT #8802 of 8810 Mark Block
Change them into what?
Aimée - Oct 26, 2006 12:37:47 pm PDT #8803 of 8810 Mark Block
Babies, it seems. I have no clue.
In Natter --
Matt:
You know it's time to clean out your refrigerator when you realize the plastic bag you're looking at and wondering "why would I pack dried beef in pickle juice?" contains a tomato.
Gus brings the cheer in Natter:
Birthdays ... One More goose-step toward the Abyss.
because it's not just the bitches that need to be wrapped in bubble paper; it's a buffista trait in general:
Frankenbuddha: yesterday, while taking a stroll downtown where I grew up, I was about a half block shy of being killed by a falling air condtioner. Good times, good times.
DavidS: I was a half block shy of being bisected by a runaway bulldozer once. I always point out the chipped brick wall when I walk by it with people.
Frankenbuddha: It's funny, my first thought wasn't "Wow if I'd been walking a little bit faster, I'd either be dead or very seriously hurting", it was "huh, someone just lost several hundred dollars in two seconds."
tommyrot: A few months ago I was about 15 feet from being clobbered by a tree branch. And, um... once I was attacked by an angry heifer....
eta: Huh. Googling "angry heifer" comes up with 53 matches. So there are others who've shared my experience....
Frankenbuddha: A heifer once bit my sister.
sarameg: An aardvark bit my brother.
I'm sorry, I just can't pass up and opportunity to share that. I mean, c'mon. An aardvark? The odds, they are slight. And yet with my brother, anything is possible.
shrift in Natter, because water is literally all over:
IM IN UR PRECINCT SEXIN UR MOUNTIEZ
WindSparrow:
This was particularly noticeable in Sammie, my spazzy little girl cat. Most of the time she did not bother looking at the screen, and when the screaming started, her ears shrank back. She actively watched most episodes of Eureka. She's got a thing for sandy-haired toms, and this may be causing her to be predisposed to like Colin.
erikaj
in Natter:
As a phone volunteer, I'd prefer to get your machine than your spleen. So to speak.