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Jul. 4th, 2005 01:52 amUSians: On this Independence Day, I resolve to hope and work for the dethronement (oy, typo: demise) of the evil dictator, our own king george. Who's with me?
Jul. 4th, 2005
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Jul. 4th, 2005 09:45 amIn response to some comments on my last post, to which LJ will not let me reply:
1) Yes, elections are our way of dethroning dictators, and that's essentially what I'm talking about. However,
2) if one of king george's cronies succeeds him, we've failed, and
3) waiting for an election means 3.5 more years of a lying murderer in charge of my country, so if I see a viable impeachment effort, I will work for that. No one has ever deserved impeachment more.
1) Yes, elections are our way of dethroning dictators, and that's essentially what I'm talking about. However,
2) if one of king george's cronies succeeds him, we've failed, and
3) waiting for an election means 3.5 more years of a lying murderer in charge of my country, so if I see a viable impeachment effort, I will work for that. No one has ever deserved impeachment more.
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Jul. 4th, 2005 10:07 pmRandomness today:
In the "I already know the answer to this question" department, is it wrong that the best thing about both of my jobs is the number of truly gorgeous women I get to look at?
Made catfish (and oven fries and turnip greens) for dinner, with my family's traditional trashy tartar sauce. It's just three parts mayo, one part sweet relish, but as long as I live, that will be "real" tartar sauce to me. Also made homemade cocktail sauce from ketchup, horseradish, and lemon juice. Way yummy. Trashy food rocks.
Really got pissed at a mom at work today. Two-year-old daughter was standing in the kidseat of the shopping cart. I said "Sit down, sweetie," and another customer said "I'm worried about her" -- the mom was not within arm's reach. The mom turned around and said, "Don't worry about her. She's driving me crazy and she deserves what she gets." Later, mom was halfway across the store while baby was standing in the kidseat and yelling for mom. I went to mom and said, "I really need you to stay with your children" (there was another child in the cart), and it's only by sheer force of customer service juju I was able to send that woman away from my department happy and not dead. The feat involved a ladder, that's all I'm sayin'.
Old man came by while I was stocking shelves. "Is there anything I can help you find?" "A new wife?" "Well, you may have to buy me dinner a few times first, but..." "*laugh* But what will my current wife think?" (Okay, so now it's creepy, but I had thought he was a widower or something.) "Well, I've got two husbands, so I'm not the one to ask about that."
Provided UC Berkeley doesn't call me in this week (and I'm fine if they do), I will have nearly three days off. In a row. Oh, *man*. (I clocked out at 7:30 this evening, and I'm not due in again until 6pm Thursday. Whee! Tomorrow with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stonebender. Wednesday with someotherguy. Thursday cooking decent food for the week. When I'm not home, there's less healthy food around to grab.
Enjoying alt.poly these days. Looking forward to alt.polycon, which is happening way too soon.
My birthday is in September, the day afterdryadgrl's. We were talking about maybe having a joint party. Maybe a pool party, or maybe something else. Any opinions on what the weather will support?
In the "I already know the answer to this question" department, is it wrong that the best thing about both of my jobs is the number of truly gorgeous women I get to look at?
Made catfish (and oven fries and turnip greens) for dinner, with my family's traditional trashy tartar sauce. It's just three parts mayo, one part sweet relish, but as long as I live, that will be "real" tartar sauce to me. Also made homemade cocktail sauce from ketchup, horseradish, and lemon juice. Way yummy. Trashy food rocks.
Really got pissed at a mom at work today. Two-year-old daughter was standing in the kidseat of the shopping cart. I said "Sit down, sweetie," and another customer said "I'm worried about her" -- the mom was not within arm's reach. The mom turned around and said, "Don't worry about her. She's driving me crazy and she deserves what she gets." Later, mom was halfway across the store while baby was standing in the kidseat and yelling for mom. I went to mom and said, "I really need you to stay with your children" (there was another child in the cart), and it's only by sheer force of customer service juju I was able to send that woman away from my department happy and not dead. The feat involved a ladder, that's all I'm sayin'.
Old man came by while I was stocking shelves. "Is there anything I can help you find?" "A new wife?" "Well, you may have to buy me dinner a few times first, but..." "*laugh* But what will my current wife think?" (Okay, so now it's creepy, but I had thought he was a widower or something.) "Well, I've got two husbands, so I'm not the one to ask about that."
Provided UC Berkeley doesn't call me in this week (and I'm fine if they do), I will have nearly three days off. In a row. Oh, *man*. (I clocked out at 7:30 this evening, and I'm not due in again until 6pm Thursday. Whee! Tomorrow with
stonebender. Wednesday with someotherguy. Thursday cooking decent food for the week. When I'm not home, there's less healthy food around to grab.Enjoying alt.poly these days. Looking forward to alt.polycon, which is happening way too soon.
My birthday is in September, the day after
dryadgrl's. We were talking about maybe having a joint party. Maybe a pool party, or maybe something else. Any opinions on what the weather will support?