I feel the obligation to entertain you on your Friday afternoon. Although I remember well, from my many years of living in the States, that the Friday after President's Day REALLY seems like a Thursday, due to the time warp that Abraham Lincoln 'enacted' when he died. (Note to my dad: No, I am not on drugs.) So nonetheless, I will offer you some entertainment on your Thursday afternoon.
Actually, not much to say. Paul, my flatmate, (not Paul who's not my flatmate who lives in Portland) has enacted a "No Dish Left Behind" policy in an attempt to curb the non-dishwashing antics of our Polish flatmate. Unfortunately, for Ted the "Pole" to understand and appreciate the hilarity, and punniness, of this new policy, we would have to teach him first about the "No Child Left Behind" .
Meanwhile, here's what that pesky Scott Peterson is up to.
Friday, February 25, 2005
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That's a great idea. I think I'll implement a similar program called "No Dog Crap Left Behind," since my neighbour thinks it's okay to let her senile, old hound dog amble over to my front lawn, rather than putting him out in her own backyard (or "back garden" to those of you in the UK). That kind of behaviour might fly on the filthy streets of Paris, where hygiene and cleanliness and the concept of picking up after one's self or dog are all but unknown, but this is a pristine blue state where unsoiled citizens move thru clean boulevards whilst thinking smart thoughts.
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