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Monday, August 01, 2005

Ode to a couple of Brits

A British researcher I work with just walked into my office bearing gifts. He turned 86 last week, and decided that in gratitude for his longevity he should be doling out presents rather than accepting them. At 86 he travels up and down stairs faster than I do. He never leaves the house dressed in anything less than a suit and tie, and he still publishes with some frequency in both math and physics. He prefaced this morning’s exchange with “It’s just a small gift, mind you.”

Two cans of tomato soup (a product of England), and a package of biscuits, which according to the fine print and the royal seal, are the very same biscuits enjoyed by the Queen herself.

Smashing.

The stars must be in line, because just yesterday whybehonest.blogspot.com received a visit from my favorite British blogger Snotty McShot. Granted, Snotty is the only British blogger I know of, but I’m sure I could find others if I actually gave a shit. Snotty’s recent Rube Watch Post about a certain New York Republican dumbfuck is but one example of his well crafted 'bile'**. Hats off to ya Snotty, I’m glad you’re still on the offensive.

I’m fully aware that none of you need another blog to frequent (except the Capt who has nothing better to do), but check out the Dept of Hate the next time you need to feel some camaraderie for your hatred of the human plague known as stupidity.

Snotty also led me to this little gem.






Cheers.

**I feel I should point out that 'bile' in this instance is a good thing. Similar to a good stomach pumping after consuming rotten eggs.

4 Comments:

Blogger Admin said...

Vote early and vote often.

5:02 PM, August 01, 2005  
Blogger Admin said...

www.freeacres.org

http://formsmaven.home.comcast.net/FA_page.html

We had a guy there, back in the 20s or 30s named Mr. Murdoch. Someone criticised poor Mr. Murdoch for walking around the community -- mostly woods, too -- BARECHESTED. Mr. Murdoch, admitting his guilt of being an exhibitionist pervert, no doubt, from that day on, wore a necktie over his bare breast.

Not that this tale has any relevance to YOUR story -- I just like to tell it.

5:08 PM, August 01, 2005  
Blogger mary bishop said...

I love the name Snotty McShot...read some of his work..very creative and interesting...but alas, the upstairs AC is not working and I must take my hot body downstairs...

12:21 PM, August 02, 2005  
Blogger sparklestone said...

I agree with nynynyny.

Mr. Murdoch was a hero. A barechested, sangria-swillin', friggin' AMERICAN HERO!

I rest my case.

12:23 PM, August 02, 2005  

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