You all is stupid
Last week they had the Pope mouthing off about Islam being violent and all that.
"such as his command to spread by the sword the faith he preached"

Lovely.
As if past El Popes hadn't given papal blessing to their sword-a-riffic Crusades.
Crusade Fever! Catch it!
Swords. Remind me to mention swords again. Kristen has a friend who like swords - where's he?


My favorite thing about this whole Pope-tastic news item was of course the reaction from the fundamentalist Islamic groups.
The group said Muslims would be victorious and addressed the pope as "the worshipper of the cross" saying "you and the West are doomed as you can see from the defeat in Iraq, Afghanistan, Chechnya and elsewhere. ... We will break up the cross, spill the liquor and impose head tax, then the only thing acceptable is a conversion (to Islam) or (killed by) the sword."

Holy shit! You just said sword!
You didn't even think to use another weapon.. What's wrong with guns? Or bats? Or snakes?
Mother F*cking Swords!

Black kettle calling another kettle black.
Kettle!
Black!

Am I missing something?


Whew. Good stuff.



Yup. She's pregnant.
Or oddly heavy just in her tummy.
We saw Pony and Mr. Pony on Sunday night. It was a lovely little time at Sample with cheese and cookies and one glass of wine for Pony.
She was glowy in that glowy way that pregnant people get.
We discussed how the side-effect of not having that indentured servitude labor is that you tend not to have pretty architecture.

That was Sunday night.



People don't want to read about this
5am Monday morning and I am asleep and having a dream where I am at (dorkily) a wine tasting. Someone comes up to me and says, "You don't look good - you should wake up" and I think, "That's an odd thing to say Aquaman".
I wake up and, oh yea, you are sick.

I came down with some odd 24-hour monkey-snap-virus. The vomit, it was fun, but really it was the fever and the aches and pains that were awesome.
Sweet ass awesome!
For the next 12 hours I was in bed too weak, sore, dizzy to move. I missed an important meeting AND didn't care.
(that's how sick I was!!!! OMIGOD!!!)
At one point I think the cat came in to size me up to see if she could take me in my weakened state.



I am not good at putting this into words to describe how cool it was
Last week, we went to this spur of the moment cool dinner at a really cool restaurant where I sat next to this really cool executive wine maker guy from the southern hemisphere and we talked about wine and digestifs and how important doing actual stuff is (like making pie) and there was amazing wine and champagne and the steak was the stuff that is better than the Kobe beef and you order by the ounce and it was fun.

The end.







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