Oompa Loompas, Cum Sluts and The Rally to Restore Sanity
Texas Tea Pad has this clip posted today. I don't know a thing about this fellow's record as governor of New Mexico, but I like his style.
I'm still trying to figure out if I'm going to the Rally in DC on October 30th. It depends on if Gigi is going or not. VeryMissMary and I might go, but she's been sick lately so we don't know if she'll be up to the trip or not. With Gigi, the issue involves a romantic development. Gigi and VeryMissMary are the only people I'd want to go with, except for The Man from San Antone and that's out of the question since he's busy suing people. The reason I'd want to go with him anyway has to do with accommodations. He can afford a swanky hotel near the Mall so I wouldn't have to use a Port-O-San along with every drunk kid on the east coast. When you're my age, the social, political and cultural significance of an event must be weighed against personal comfort.
It would be fun to be at the Rally to Restore Sanity and to Keep Fear Alive, but I want to get there on Friday, have a nice dinner and sleep in a comfy bed. Saturday I want to have a lovely breakfast and get ready at a leisurely pace. After having a wonderful afternoon on the Mall, I want to rest, take a long, hot bath, wrap up in a cushy towel, rest some more then go out for another lovely dinner - but that would all be flexible because you never know who you'll meet and where you'll go from there. After a good night's sleep and a quick but delicious breakfast on Sunday morning, we'd head back to the city and maybe stop at a farmers' market along the way. All very doable, but only if I'm sharing expenses with somebody.
The main reason I want to go is to hook up with some buddies from Blogland, especially Joe and Dre from World Wide Hippies. Today they've linked to a letter written by Kurt Vonnegut Jr in 1991 in which Vonnegut declares: Our government doesn't give a fuck about our troops. Onward and Upward.
This morning, I've spent my political energy discussing Tits and the Progressive Agenda over at Black Magpie Theory. Although I'm not sure it's actually true, Obama and other prominent Democrats have been insisting that the choice between Republicans and Democrats is clear. Frankly, I'm of the opinion that Democrats are only slightly less bad than Republicans - and I'm not factoring in Blue Dog Democrats who have been fucking up everything. Nevertheless, it would suck to see that Oompa Loompa John Boehner as Speaker of the House.
In Real Life these days, when I haven't been trying to convince a man that he needs to allow me to become his Cum Slut, I've been dealing with some of the most spoiled children I've encountered in twenty years of teaching preschool. I can handle the kids, but their parents are going to get a stern lecture on curriculum night in a couple of weeks. Either they are scared of their two year-olds or they are operating under the delusion that everything their kids do is cute. I may wear my new black motorcycle boots and smack a ruler against my leg while I'm talking.
Actually, I haven't gone on the Cum Slut mission yet. I've made a simple suggestion. I hope I don't need to go on a full blown campaign because I'm not sure exactly what that would entail. I've never been a Cum Slut before.
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I'm still trying to figure out if I'm going to the Rally in DC on October 30th. It depends on if Gigi is going or not. VeryMissMary and I might go, but she's been sick lately so we don't know if she'll be up to the trip or not. With Gigi, the issue involves a romantic development. Gigi and VeryMissMary are the only people I'd want to go with, except for The Man from San Antone and that's out of the question since he's busy suing people. The reason I'd want to go with him anyway has to do with accommodations. He can afford a swanky hotel near the Mall so I wouldn't have to use a Port-O-San along with every drunk kid on the east coast. When you're my age, the social, political and cultural significance of an event must be weighed against personal comfort.
It would be fun to be at the Rally to Restore Sanity and to Keep Fear Alive, but I want to get there on Friday, have a nice dinner and sleep in a comfy bed. Saturday I want to have a lovely breakfast and get ready at a leisurely pace. After having a wonderful afternoon on the Mall, I want to rest, take a long, hot bath, wrap up in a cushy towel, rest some more then go out for another lovely dinner - but that would all be flexible because you never know who you'll meet and where you'll go from there. After a good night's sleep and a quick but delicious breakfast on Sunday morning, we'd head back to the city and maybe stop at a farmers' market along the way. All very doable, but only if I'm sharing expenses with somebody.
The main reason I want to go is to hook up with some buddies from Blogland, especially Joe and Dre from World Wide Hippies. Today they've linked to a letter written by Kurt Vonnegut Jr in 1991 in which Vonnegut declares: Our government doesn't give a fuck about our troops. Onward and Upward.
This morning, I've spent my political energy discussing Tits and the Progressive Agenda over at Black Magpie Theory. Although I'm not sure it's actually true, Obama and other prominent Democrats have been insisting that the choice between Republicans and Democrats is clear. Frankly, I'm of the opinion that Democrats are only slightly less bad than Republicans - and I'm not factoring in Blue Dog Democrats who have been fucking up everything. Nevertheless, it would suck to see that Oompa Loompa John Boehner as Speaker of the House.
In Real Life these days, when I haven't been trying to convince a man that he needs to allow me to become his Cum Slut, I've been dealing with some of the most spoiled children I've encountered in twenty years of teaching preschool. I can handle the kids, but their parents are going to get a stern lecture on curriculum night in a couple of weeks. Either they are scared of their two year-olds or they are operating under the delusion that everything their kids do is cute. I may wear my new black motorcycle boots and smack a ruler against my leg while I'm talking.
Actually, I haven't gone on the Cum Slut mission yet. I've made a simple suggestion. I hope I don't need to go on a full blown campaign because I'm not sure exactly what that would entail. I've never been a Cum Slut before.
posted by PENolan at
3:42 PM
12 Comments:
I definitely think you should go the motorcycle boots/ruler route.
I'm imagining a cum slut campaign in relation to your Magpie post. Oh, the possibilities.
The Cum Slut Campaign was all about that man I've been alternatively fighting with or pining over for a couple of years. But now that you mention it, a Cum Slut Campaign for the Progressive Agenda?
My God - it staggers the mind.
HI TRISH-
love the motorcycle boots and ruler approach. excellent choices. now about the cum slut approach, I figure it is a 'have to', at least for a while then you can slow it down, so "suck it up")as the saying goes) - heehee, lol, lol, harhahahahaheehe I just had to throw that phrase in there. :-)
love everything about you, and you know how to travel too - I would be insisting on all the same personal attention and comfort.
Love you
Gail
peace......
Me loves me man so I am not going to judge anyone's seduction campaign. Cheers!
Spoiled children become entitled "grownups." Go get 'em Motorcycle Mama.
Since all y'all are in favor of the boots & ruler, the question is now: Neon Pink or Classic Wood?
As if I had to ask you sluts about Classic Wood ;)
Gail, I'm glad you got a chance to get your yayas out.
Susan - it all started when you pointed out there was a difference between forgiveness and reconciliation.
Jennifer - I hope you're enjoying a perfectly beautiful autumn north of the border
Motorcycle boots! Hell yeah. That'll get their attention.
Why does "Cum Slut" seem so much more appealing when you write it than when I do?
Nice girl talking dirty?
Boots and a ruler! Hahahahaha!!!
How many times a misbehaving child is really the result of bad parenting is probably too mind boggling for me to contemplate. I'm glad my kids are grown up and I no longer have to deal with these issues.
That video clip was awesome! I don't remember ever listening to and enjoying a Republican's point of view like that before. As for D.C., I'm right there with you, it's about comfort for me. Of course, I have to drive 3 hours one way to get there and 3 hours back, which is why M and I originally booked a room (that we ended up using this weekend and it was lovely btw, but that's another blog post) so we wouldn't be dawg tired before her gig that night. Now family and their friends who are all coming to town for a conference have royally f'd up our great weekend plans. Argh! Right now I'm weighing the danger and insensitivity of taking M up on her suggestion - "it's okay if you go without me" and going there anyway, while leaving her with her family and their friends. Would that really be horrible of me? (I'm looking for affirmation that it's okay for me to go to D.C.) :-)
Liberality, you know what they say: If it's not one thing, it's your mother
V.V.
I'm still struggling to decide if that rally is really going to be fun or if it will be one, giant pain in the neck.
I keep imagining a bunch of people on their cell phones calling each other saying, "You're by the tree?"
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