Huh?

I don't know what "twitterpated" means, but it's a great word I had to go with.

Let's look at the etymology of the word...Twitter (has many meanings, but this is the most known) = A slight trembling or agitation of the nerves. Pated = head/mind.

Well, I'm not really a nervous wreck or confused (today), but I just loved the word.

Oh, Yeah...

When are you and I (and I know of others...) gonna take you-know-who out behind the woodshed and beat the living tar out of her?

Then we'll grab the other one and smack some sense into her.

Just say when...

Live!

Yo! My new website is up and running. So far so good. See it here!

Where indeed?

Jessica wants to know where have all the comments gone? Well, my last post had three comments, and they're gone! Totally gone! What gives? And I ain't even using that crappy YACCS commenting service. Hmmmmm...must be a conspiracy. All blog comments across the USA are currently being diverted to Sodomite Hussein's recon system to scramble it. You know I'm right.

He's a kid, but he made me laugh my ass off

We began watching the news coverage of the Columbia disaster on and off beginning at 10:00 a.m. At about 12:45, while I was still waiting for these sugar-infested boys to GO HOME, my nephew Clayton was eating lunch in front of the TV. When his cartoon ended I switched back to the news to hear the latest. The same video of the falling pieces of shuttle was STILL being shown on the TV, hours later, thus causing Clayton to have the

Quote of the day, yesterday:

"Is that stupid thing still falling?"
-Clayton, 7 years old.