I have not had it with regards to blogging lately, which is lame.
This guy has it in spades with regards to a local political candidiate, which is amazing:
He just keeps going! He just keeps booing! AND he has absurd mutton chops. I love him a lot. What could this candidate possibly have done to deserve such ire from this dirty gentleman?
"Booooo! Your platform doesn't address the severe shortage of titty bars in the neighborhood! Boooo! Why do I have to wait until noon on Sunday to buy my rotgut? Booooo! Bring back Crystal Pepsi, college boy! Boooooooooo!!!!"
I was back in Buffalo this weekend for the 4th. All weekend long, my sister saw fit to regale me with the details of the 4 different New Kids on the Block concerts she's been to in the past month. And when she wasn't talking about everything that happened at the concerts she went to, she was wondering aloud what happened at all the concerts she didn't get to see. This led to her chastising herself for picking frivolous things like paying bills over picking up and going to another concert in another state. If only she hadn't gotten that dental work done - she could have gone to the Michigan concert!!!! Her increasingly ridiculous thought process resulted in my making the following observation:
"You're like the Oskar Schindler of New Kids on the Block concerts."
She didn't laugh, but I did. And that's the greatest love of all.