GWB gave the big 48 hours speech last night. I'm pretty much behind the president on this one, but I wish that when he spoke he could say a single word without reading it off the teleprompter. I know, thats not really anything original there, but its hard to get past the idea that the man who is running the show that the whole world is a part of, is really nothing more the a former coke head who gets knocked out by eating a pretzel too fast.
France is a real piece of shit country, isn't it? Today, they said that if Sadaam used chemical or biological weapons they would then help us out in the war. Isn't it a little too late for that? I say preemtive strike on France and then we'll figure the rest out.
I'm curious to see how the comedy world will be affected by the war. After September 11th, a decent amount of comics stopped, so maybe that will happen again this time. I think it will help the good comics on their search for truth, because the country will need a voice. Sometimes I think comics are really the last bastion of people who are able to really say anything. I'm not even sure what I want to say, and on top of that, I have to make it funny. This is a fine mess I've gotten myself into.
This 48 hour thing is kinda funny. I'm picturing Sadaam and his family packing for a vacation to Lake George. Then they are in the car and Sadaam's wife says to him, "Honey, I think I left the stove on, we have to run around."
Are you supposed to put the quotes first or the period first in the sentence before this?
I'll end with a random thought. Why is it that in The Jeffersons they needed a live in maid? I mean it was only George and Weasy living in that apartment. And he was a dry cleaner. Was Weazy binge eating at night and getting crumbs all over the place? Makes you wonder, that all I'm saying.
Tuesday, March 18, 2003
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