Excuse me, waitress. I ordered the extra snark on the side.

Okay, that whole "Earth Hour" thing was pretty queer. Last Saturday between 8:30 and 9:30 everyone was supposed to turn off all electricity for the hour, in some kinda "Hey planet Earth, we're thinkin' 'bout you" gesture to the environment. Whatever. Had I known about it on Saturday, I might have turned off a light or two. But I wouldn't be joining in singing Kum-bah-yah with any earth huggers.

And then I see this. Apparently, Ann Coutlers in-house Clit Cleaner (Hi Mom, thanks for reading) has purchased a seat on the Oregon State legislature. Matt Wingard, bag-o-smug-fuck. The ultimate republican neo-con not only won't get on the bus that we should acknowledge climate change, he takes up legislative time to mock "Earth Hour". While, across the globe, some people are taking the tiniest part to help, he suggests we celebrate every electrical invention ever created. "Turn on your lights, the TV, go to a movie or a play" Hell, why not burn that pile of old tires and show the kids how to make their own chloro-flourocarbons? Oh, what jolly fun! Did you know that you can charge an electric car from the kinetic energy created by the spinning dials on Matts electric meter?

Of course, he didn't come up with this idea himself. Or probably any other. It started from the conservative "think tank" (ie: anyone caught thinking will be drowned in the tank out back) the Competitive Enterprise Institute. The created it in reaction to Earth Hour and titled their celebration the Human Achievement Hour. Or HAH. What an acrimonious acronym. (Ba-da-boom! Triple word score!) Why are the Conservatives so opposed to conserving?

Demanding it!

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Hey, Karma, are you there? It's me, Margaret

Take the high road.
Do good things, and good things will happen.
Don't anger the gods.
WWJD?
The meek shall inherit...
Um, chocolate factory now, please.
Luck be a lady tonight.

Well you know what? As of today,
Saturday, March 14, 2009, 3:00 PM EST:



Karma can suck my cock!

Gee, I can't wait to see how I do in the Lotto tonight.

People are shitty...

Sorry, rough day. And chock full o' examples of inconsiderate people, supposed "adults" who have lost all sense of kindness and manners. They have been petty, rude, and unaware or unconcerned with others. And the news has stopped surprising me with how rotten the human race really is. I usually am shocked when I hear about someone with the chutzpah to steal B-B-B-Billions of dollars. Stymied by hypocrisy of politicians. Stunned when I hear of some dude dragging his pot bellied pig, on its back, through the gutters of Duval street, because the pig didn't help him get any pussy that night. No, really.

Shocking? Nope, not today. All par for the coarse. [sic] Sick. When I purposefully go off on a google quest for "make me happy" you know it has been a bad day.



Fuckers.

If I won the lotto...

You know what I'd like to do, if I found I had that extra money left over at the end of the month? Not all the time, mind you. Just one of those rare times when I feel like I deserve to treat myself to something a little special. Every year or so.

I'd throw out my entire sock drawer and buy an entire new Set O' Socks. Think, never having not to hunt for a pair that "kinda" matched in newness. For two that were stretched out equally. Both near the same tone of gray-ish white. The last two singles that just don't belong with any others. Yes, that'd be luxury to me.

You know what else I would do? I'd go to Home Depot and buy me one of those super deluxe, 2000 piece tool kits. With all those bits and tips. I would use it once, and then pitch the whole thing and go get another one. 'Cause you know the only bit you need for the second job is already lost!

And "NO" donating said items to the Salvation Army is not a good idea! That ruins the specialness of it for me. I do enough for others!