The Mourning After
Good morning! Top of it to ya. My goal for the first year of this site was to reach 1,000 visits in one day. Well, I didn’t reach it, but yesterday, here in Year Two, 1,045 folks decided to stop by. It’s a good thing. Keep coming, and do spread the word. Thanks!
Now what to write today? Two random things?
• Everyone knows (and nice guys lament) the generalization that “chicks dig jerks.” I learned this week that they aren’t alone. It turns out evolution digs jerks, too! Shifty, deadbeat, manipulative dudes run around making lots and lots of babies. Evolution loves babies as much as an unfeeling natural force can! Good family men with one or two kids are just drops in the genetic bucket. More and more one-night-stand-inducing genes will pass to future generations, until the world is full of greasy, blue-eyed, virile drummers.
• I got a BB gun for Christmas when I was a kid. I never shot a living thing with it, but I did take aim at a discarded rubber tire in a ditch. That dang ol’ BB ricocheted right back and hit me in the leg. I acted like it didn’t hurt, but it did. Later that night, I snuck out of the house, found that tire, and gave it a waterboarding session it will never forget.
One clue whose answer consists of two rhyming words:
Grandpa makes fun of the old tradition by hanging his dirty socks from the mantle. He never tires of…
Highlight here for answer: [stocking mocking]
Early 50s Disney Christmas Cards


Christmas to a child is the first terrible proof that to travel hopefully is better than to arrive.
Stephen Fry
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8:00 PM
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FRIDAY, DECEMBER 14, 2007
8:00 PM
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