Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Heavens to murgatroyde.
Do you ever find yourself having so much to say that you have nothing to say? I've been feeling over/underwhelmed for the last couple of days because there have been about two million little things I wanted to write about so it's ended up that I haven't known where to start. From the ridiculous report on swimming at the North Pole to people trying to make rational assessments of an election that's fifteen months away to Victoria Beckham (née Spice) ragging on American housewives to one notable wife of one hopeful candidate pontificating on "correct" womanly behavior, on and on and on. (Note to the oh-so-righteous Mrs. Edwards: whatever came of that "judge not lest ye be judged"? As if your (or anyone else's) behavior is always totally beyond reproach.) Help! I'm sort of defending Hillbilly. I'd better go now before I make it worse.
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