About Me
- Name: Flimsy Sanity
- Location: Albert Lea, Minnesota, United States
Comedy is tragedy plus time.- Carol Burnett
It's every man for himself, the elephant said as he danced among the chickens. - Tommy Douglas
Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone. - John Maynard Keynes
Replacing the values of right and wrong are the concepts of legal and illegal as if that’s the beginning and end of what dictates behavior. -Charles Osgood
The problems we face today cannot be solved by the minds that created them -Albert Einstein
Links
- Mother Jones
- American Prospect
- Common Dreams
- Democracy Now
- Barbara Ehrenreich
- Unknown News
- Empire Burlesque
- The Yes Men
- Truthdig
- Daou Report
- Bad Cop, No Donut (cop crime)
- Corpwatch
- Great quote site
- Source Watch
- Counterpunch
- The Nader Page
- Bill Moyer's Journal
- Nieman Watchdog
- Red State Rebels
- Clusterfuck Nation
- Joe Bageant
- Regressive Antidote
3 Comments:
At 12:34 AM, Flimsy Sanity said…
If almost no one wants to talk to me, I'll talk to myself. I know of two other really stinkies. One time I was riding around with my best friend's brother after having gorged on oranges and I farted such a stinky one, I was even a little sickened. Irv was such a gentleman, he didn't even open the window.
Another time I let one in the local gift shop that drowned out the smells of a hundred candles. The owner, always the lady, pretended nothing was wrong.
I like being alone somewhat but maybe it would be better to hang around with two other people. Not so easy to affix the blame.
At 12:57 AM, viperbux said…
I once was smoozed into giving a roommate a ride home from work. While waiting for him to finish his job up, his girlfriend, another roommate and I all waited in my truck. The girlfriend who had just barely returned from a tanning salon noticed that her bellybutton was currently housing a wet/sticky/pasty substance. (Surely a combination of tanning oil, sweat, and who knows what else) I jokingly dared the roommate that was already in my car to smell the belly button paste. Thinking that it was harmless, the girlfriend dipped her finger in, and presented it to my roommate. The second he inhaled the sweet aroma, he exploded in vomit all over my car and the sidewalk outside my car. Granted I didn't smell it... but frankly... that was enough proof for me that I didn't want to. ;o)
At 5:24 AM, Flimsy Sanity said…
Thanks Viperbux. I like laughing till my side hurts.
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