So, apparently, some 2012 nut linked to my facefault post because it said DOOM! in the title.

That is all.

It’s not like the Democrats need health care (Nota Bene: crudeness ahoy)… it’s Science!

I mean they get their health care from cursing me out, making fun of my silly notions of personal responsibility, whining about my refusal to support their dumb soul-stealing public option, calling me a racist homophobe Nazi, marrying trophy wives, and making others miserable.

…all Texans should know not to dry-fire. Even if it’s a Glock:

Tip of the Hat: Reader Tony, for sending me a link to a different response to the Amazingly Arrogant Atheist.

…I found something on a wiki-esque walk that is just nerdy enough to be shared.

A background note: My old roommate made it a habit to say very stupid things around me in an effort to get me to hit myself on the forehead, making a nice thud sound. I now found out: this phenomenon has a TERM!!!!!

Follow the link IF YOU DARE (Nota Bene: Anime crudeness ahoy!)!

Now for some sorrow-drowning pizza.

…and may Obama, Pelosi, and the gang rot in hell for it.

It’s kind of ironic. Just this morning, before I heard the damnable news (and, yes, I am asking God to utterly destroy that soon-to-be law), I was thinking how one more financial set-back would make me want to consider living the life of a hobo, riding the rails and summoning cyclones to fight off the rail guards (well, maybe my thought process was not that surreal, but it was pretty close). I’m barely squeaking by and cannot imagine squeezing in a third job to increase the income. I can afford neither health insurance nor the fines associated with not complying with this new declaration that America should fornicate with it’s mother.

Not that I want health insurance to begin with. Insurance is betting against oneself; your monthly payment is basically saying that you believe you will get deathly ill/injured in such a way that the insurance company will pay more for your care than you will. It’s a scam that has priced health care beyond what the non-insured can afford and is the reason we are in this mess in the first place.

The insult added to this injury is that they probably banned the medical savings accounts that I was considering starting once I had enough income to add health care into my budget.

So, if I go completely dark, it will be because the IRS man has found a cop willing to arrest me for non-compliance. I’m not sure how people will be able to tell the difference betwixt my current “barely posting” state to complete darkness, but that’s that.

UPDATE: A less bile-filled, personal response than mine.

So, Moe Lane linked to my linking him like a week ago. I really should acknowledge that.

And, because the voices in my head demand it (in 4-part harmony), here is a song about everybody’s favorite gland, the pancreas!

…because this day will not end until I vomit or pass out from exhaustion. But at least I have not been a slave to vampires for 30 years.

I should start telling myself that to rev myself up. At least I have not been a slave to vampires for 30 years. At least I have not been a slave to vampires for 30 years. At least I have not been a slave to vampires for 30 years.

Tip of the Hat: Moe Lane

P.S.: The final draft of Pride and Prejudice is actually going to be in movie form:

Perfect date night movie. Now I just need to find a date…

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