Spitball Army

There has since appeared another version of this same video, with the cat voices dubbed with burping and other sounds of bodily functions (just like in Blazing Saddles). I laughed again. My Dad, if he were around, would have laughed even harder than me.

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Dothan, Alabama

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Can you imagine actually trying to “balance the books” while spinning around on this thing? If you were writing down numbers they would most likely look like this: WWWWWWWWWWWW. What an unusual way to market a, um, device that, um, stimulates the, uh,…

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It used to be that I went straight to the Arts & Leisure section, then the Weekend section, then the front section, landing eventually in the Magazine. There I would tear out the crossword puzzle – which I collected to send to my mother, who is a crossword fiend – and work my way through the articles. Lately, I find that Randy Cohen’s column, The Ethicist, has become the first thing I turn to after ripping the plastic bag off of the paper. Yes, even before Arts & Leisure.

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I was voter number 7 in line, so I was able to cast my “gender” vote quickly. There were two ballot boxes at the school where I vote, and one of them was down (it was sitting there like an abandoned R2D2, emitting an electronic beeping sound every few seconds). If they don’t get that baby fixed, they are going to have one hellish day come lunchtime or after work.

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I read the news today, about a gang of kids who broke into Robert Frost’s winter farmhouse in Vermont and had a party. This was no mundane social gathering – the evidence of the event provokes a mental image wherein some human sub-species unleashed itself within the walls of the historic home and hurled objects, burned furniture, urinated and vomited at will and wherever it felt the need. Oh, boy.

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Bring Binnie Babyies if have them.

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…but have these people ever been introduced to the cigarette butt collecting device known as an ashtray?

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Both of the following YouTube videos have been viewed over 7 million times, so chances are that you’ve seen them.  I’ve seen them a few times each myself, so why not one more time…for a hearty, harmless laugh? Talking Dogs (ROFL!!): Talking Cats (eerie):

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And that was why Dorothy Monet, 18, artist and fashion designer, was in Lincoln Hospital yesterday with Peter Martono, 25, a Puerto Rican, who slashed her wrists and his.

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