This morning I decided to start a blog so that I could talk about my new pants that are the colour of wet sand. (note to self: will have to decide on orthographic convention for blog)(note to self: pants change colo(u)r in sunlight and self does NOT have 29.5″ inseam. 28.5″ is more like it)
I was not woken up today by the ravings of Karl Rove’s marionette (I had turned WBourgeoisie off to avoid talk of war) or by the standard bang-clatter-bang-bang of waste management artisans t’rowing Dumpsters around in my “backyard.”
Instead, I was rattled out of bed at 8:30 by an SMS from a friend who clearly forgot that the real world does not start at the same time as homeroom. I think that the novelty of joke urls is sort of over. But I’ll do it a bit more. In the future.
This is also my latest effort to take various arguments, fights, brawls off of wax. My adversaries have insisted on leaving their hatred confined to b-sides. But I’m calling them out. Here.
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