Since you've started a revolution, and fired us all up..

My "Pops" is getting up in years and making the 23.7 feet from the couch in front of the television-set to the toilet has gotten just too hard for the old man.

Something about heart-attacks, strokes and a "bad" - knee.

Awake due to the gunfire that we poor folk tend to ignore at some godforasaken hour but the fold..

Can't forget "the fold" or the asshats.

The people that I come into contact with on a daily basis don't do nuance. Most of them don't even vote.

They're uncomfortable with things - Don't like "Bush" one iota (or in layman's terms "fuck that asswipe") and are as apolitical as my pound-puppy "Tillie" who has perfected wagging everything that is not firmly connected by gravitational force to her front legs whenever a human being says the words "ya wanna go?" and shows her a red nylon leash.

Say "ball" or "you wanna eat" and she's the best damn doggie on the planet.

• You want a beer?

Dogs are fickle. Easily persuaded. Trained, if you want to spend a few days. Sit, Heel, and "Lie Down" are pretty easy.

"Stay" is harder. But "stay" is pretty easy when it comes to voting one's "Party."

"Get the hell out of my face or you will lose some teeth" has come into play here in the underworld of my "undergrads." Then I growl and bare my teeth. Afterwards, I buy them a beer and all is forgiven. And the sun comes up again. Go figure.

Angus isn't registered to vote. Neither is Ted nor is the other Ted. None of them vote. They just want to do a good job, go home, and get a paycheck that doesn't bounce.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am an uneducated oaf with a complete lack or command of nuance or anything resembling "edumacation," and I am finally fed-up.

I spent the better part of my evening dealing with my son. A decent kind of kid,  A really decent man-child and I worry about his future. His mother is a stone Jesus-Freak.

When your Lord and Savior in time deigns to elucidate his trollop oriented Democratic fluff, you might tend toward ABC or NBC or CNN but here goes..  

Or be really enthused regarding the surge.

I can't overdose on Prozac or alcohol or marijuana enough to begin to think that a :surge: is an idea worthy of anyone beyond tossing blackberries at white Caddilacs on a winding road.

Oranges in a fit of 'I can climb on this elememtary school and toss with a teen-aged aim and dodge the cops'

Stop the war and prosecute me. It's all my fault.

Nobody seems to have blogged it here, but Bush's other Uncle Tom has come out with less than positive remarks regarding the disaster in Lousiana. Seems as if he doesn't have a penchant for red "fuck me" pumps from Ferragamo.

It also seems as if he doesn't think that it was strictly race that drove the non-response, but more along the lines of simple economics.

20-20 gets watched by people that can't afford cable. Tomorrow is just another day for Karl Rove. I hope that it is memorable.

Nothing at all past the fold. Just anger.

Sans "Mojo," still I travail..

Since "Kos" is amongst the most read, and obviously is one of the most influential of "blogs," and although I am at the very best - a third-class citizen in the rarified atmosphere that is "Kos-Land" - Just one pet peeve that might actually have some bearing "up there" in that rarified atmosphere comes to mind...

"Look, Mom! No links!" That's right, I don't know how to create a fine and handy-dandy "diary" replete with hypertext connections to people writing on these "Internets" from their perches in the Democratic aviary.

I work for a living. I'm tired. I'm still on a dial up connection provided through AOL. I'm even what some might call "uneducated."  

But hells bells, folks, here's a ditty!

I vote.

You need me.

On the Bush-baby