Batman Begins and Jack Writes

I find that the best way to begin a sentence to simply begin. Now to some of you that may seem like common sense, but you are not the people sending me notes asking for advice. Tjat should not be seen as an attempt to make disparaging remarks about them, if I wanted to do that I would come right out and lambast them by name.

So to Shaggy Disproportionately large head monster and Woolly Eared Mama I say feh and a pox on you.

I finally saw Batman Begins. Now there was a fine flick. I enjoyed it tremendously, immensely and wholeheartedly. Years ago when people said wholeheartedly I would respond by saying that I thought it was only worth a vena cava or a left ventricle, but people never did find that funny. Well screw them, I have always been my own best audience, not to mention lover, best friend, confidante, critic what have you.

The movie was worth every penny. I paid in copper just because I wanted to see how long it would take to count 800 pennies. The people behind me in line were so impressed that they offered to pay for me. I have rarely seen such generosity.

As I watched the movie I realize that I really have always felt like a man apart, a person with two identities. but I am ok with that.

Another thing about the movie- cool car. I have got to get one of those because man would it solve the problems I have with being stuck in traffic.

Came across a few more blogs who thought that they were cool by listing the types of liberals that exist and why they are a plague. Noticed that there were an equal number of blogs listing similar items about conservatives.

Call me crazy but I think that you are all in dire need of a good blow job, getting laid, three day bender or week in a spa. You pick whichever one of the aforementioned will help to remove your head from you ass and replace it with a unit that doesn’t just talk but acts as well.

If you don’t like the world do something about it besides bug the 17 of us that read your blog.

The BTK man is one scary dude. I don’t know how anyone can recount these stories so dispassionately.

Dennis Rader who pleaded guilty to 10 counts of murder and waived his right to a jury trial, chillingly recounted how he gave one woman a glass of water after she threw up, then strangled her with a rope as her children, locked in a nearby bathroom, screamed.

In another case he hung an 11-year-old girl in the basement of her home and masturbated by her body, after killing her parents and a 9-year-old brother upstairs.”

When he goes to prison I won’t mind if Bubba makes him a playtoy for a while, what a sick, sick man.

I shouldn’t laugh at this story, but it just cracks me up because it reeks of tabloid humor.

Paul Abdul Urges Tougher Nail Salon Standards

“Abdul, who is also a judge on “American Idol,” said a trip in April 2004 to a Studio City nail shop that used unclean manicure equipment became a yearlong ordeal that sent her in and out of the hospital, and made her the butt of late-night talk show jokes.

“What I saw fly out of my thumb was a green and yellow thick substance that smelt foul, and then blood, blood, blood,” Abdul told the California Senate Business and Professions Committee in Sacramento. “Being a professional dancer, I’m no stranger to pain, but this time the pain was so excruciating that even my hair touching my thumb caused me to scream.”

More to say and more to come, but for now I’ll have to sign off to attend to some other duties.

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