October 5th, 2004

flavored with age

Laws, I got the vapors

Hey, people with nothing better to do, can you do me a favor? Next time I'm whining about my lot in life, as I am so wont to do when things go bad, remind me that I have been extraordinarily lucky from moment to moment. Mention, if you must, my remarkable good friends, my ability to think clearly most of the time, and the fact that I've managed to stay out the gutter that should be my destiny. And, if you have to, point me north and tell me how fortunate I really am.

In other news, who's watching the VP debate tonight? I got five on (grab your 40, let's get keyed) Cheney tearing pretty boy Edwards' face off with one swipe of his mighty claws. Here are five people/things I have heard Cheney compared to recently, all of which strike me as entirely appropriate:

1. Ernst Stavro Blofeld
2. a dragon
3. Old Man Potter
4. Ebenezer Scrooge
5. Boss Smiley, only without the smiling thing

Also, I finally took the big nerd-plunge and went on an eBay spree yesterday after getting a couple of fat freelance checks. I thought about saving some of the money to keep me out of that gutter, but fuck that, what are the odds I'll live long enough not to be able to retire comfortably? I bought a Settlers of Catan/Cities & Knights of Catan combo pack, a big-ass game board for Settlers of Catan (here I come for your ass, rum_holiday!), and some swell-looking late-'40s vintage Southern Comfort playing cards, and I have bids out on a near-complete set of the Baron/Dude run of Nexus and a UFO Or Die CD. Take that, my future, I'm buying toys!

So none of you are coming to 215, eh? Cowards! Bastards! COWARDS!