Good afternoon - 12/8/08

Bojangles? I shot him dead fi' year ago. Ain't no Bojangle nuthin now 'less you consider the clankin' a' his bones. Heh. He Bone-jangle now.

• You're still a bunch of fecal matter tossing primates to me.
• Today is my second birthday, my bone marrow birthday. I am two, at least my immune system is. Consider me reborn.
• Ask me about my fried pickles.
• Zombies get very mad when you kick them in the nuts.
• Bill O'Reilly is still flaming the fires of the Holiday Culture War! Instead of being "Christmas-like" by spreading a message of cheer and positivity and accepting ALL messages, he's harassing those who wish to speak freely. So in turn, I feel the need to harass him.
• To celebrate my BM day (not bowel movement - that's everyday), I've reposted my Neoplastic Residue blog here
• The sitter was here all day so I was able to get some work done. I updated my portfolio, got the oil changed in the car, and several loads of laundry have been washed, dried, and folded.
• Last night I came home from performance, exhausted, and collapsed on my chair. I was pretty excited about catching the 4th quarter of the Pittsburgh-Dallas game. Then I fell asleep.
• Some vaccines have MSG. Does that mean I want another after an hour or so? (I admit, I stole the joke from "Waldorf".)

And Bonejangles, he did dance. Bonejangles he did dance on your grave at night. And Bonejangles, he did die. For no other reason there were for him to live this lie of life. He did die.