My brother (in law, but I will claim him as the real deal), Ray, has left an angry and besmirching comment to my previous blog. He calls me a tree hugger (actually he called me a tree "huger") for making light of our current Vice President's proclivity for shooting old people in the face. I am hurt by this label. I don't think it makes me a tree hugger because I don't like Dick Cheney shooting old people. It makes me an old people hugger, but I don't really endorse that notion either. Old people tend to be squishy and brittle. They are also short. I don't know if old people just shrink with age or maybe people are just getting taller each generation, or maybe there is a correlation with height and the ability to reach the later years, but I usually have to bend over in order to hug them. They also tend to smell like moth balls or bengay. Everyone always talks about the way babies smell, but not the way old people smell. Suprisingly enough, they both frequently smell like poop. The biggest problem with the elderly is their apparent inability to not stand between Dick Cheney's shotgun and quail. But I have digressed from the original topic of this blog, Ray.
Ray implied that I don't enjoy living in a free country. I do, as a matter of fact, enjoy it very much. I especially enjoy how it allows me to mock it, criticize it and even dream of improving it. ( I think that last sentence would be dramatically improved if you read it again, but this time hum the national anthem softly to yourself.) This great and free country even allows for me to go out and hug trees, or old people. I am going to leave work and do both.
7 comments:
do you enjoy pointing out my missed spelled words. not everyone went to OLE PISS or MC. I'm not real crazy about the vice pres. either but he is an elected official. You hit a nerve no big deal. Notice I've been using my name. How to I find other blogs? Do you know some good ones.
Yes, there are some great other blogs out there, but- unlike Killer- I won't try to poach readers.
Wink, wink.
By the way, Ray I'm not offended at any of your remarks. I think they're great- so ignore my other post. I was just a little pissy because I had bark stuck in my arm pit. All that tree hugging can take a toll on a body!
Liz it you don't have any damn since. LOL
Since Killer seems to keep me out of the loop when have I offended you. I'm so sorry LIZ thats not my intent.
Not offended. The high volume of sandlwood incense smoke that fills my house, the aloe vera/carrot juice mixture that I drink, and the Grateful Dead soundtrack that plays constantly from my computer keeps me pretty mellow. It's hard to stir me up.
I'm kidding. I may be a bit of a free spirit, but I'm not a freak (like your brother in law).
How did I get drawn into this strange exchange of comments between you two?
Another pretty interesting blog is:
newyorkhack.blogspot.com
it is a journal from a female cab driver in NYC.
Ray, your wife finds the comment about MC offensive. I am still paying those bastards for all the silly papers they made me write.
but at least you all are talking nice now......
I think you are all tree 'hugers', you should employee a nice yard boy, like me.
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