Flippant Friday: A most serious debate has been settled.

[sabotabby]

This being, of course, the matter of the papasan chair that, while clearly belonging to Miss L., was appropriated and collectivized for the masses* by Chairman Marinetti.








Apropos of nothing:

• Your eyes don't deceive you -- this is actually the best icon ever. Thanks, groovitude!
• I had "The Company Store" by Greg MacPherson running through my head all day, despite someone's efforts to earworm me with something else. Anyone ever heard that song? I can't stop humming it. I blame Chez Newfie.
• I found a hidden stash of Mao stuff, including what seemed to be a Mao valentine, on my way back from work today. They had a Little Red Book that was about the size of my pinkie. Squee!
• On a more somber note, my clever plan to ask Ward Churchill out for a beer tomorrow night has been foiled by the long arm of the law. He's back in court and can't leave the country.

And I'm still deathly ill. Ick.

* And when I say "masses," I am referring to the size of his bum.

Comments

[sabotabby]

Heh. I don't have hairballs, just a bad cold. I phoned in sick, though, so today is going swimmingly.

I wonder if coke-addled humans look as ridiculous to cats as catnip-addled cats look to humans.

[groovitude.livejournal.com]

I didn't say hairballs come up from me!

;)

You may have a point there. But catnip-addled cats relax and lick themselves and pass out and do the same thing the next day. Coke addled humans eventually have to go back to their day job as corporate raiders....