Amazing. Some group of educated researchers think they have determined what the appendix is for. After all these years and all those removals. Now, all we need to do is have them turn that gargantuan combined intelligence and focus it on a real problem. Find out how George Bush can live without a brain. Maybe his appendix is driving the body which provides us with a good exceuse for him being as stupid as my neighbors dog, which by the way can communicate better than George. Oh, dear. How sad. Never mind.
Don’t swim in the lake, johnny. It’s full of sharks. No, sorry, microscopic amoeba actually. More deadly than sharks in fact. Those little single celled fuckers have killed more people than sharks have this year. How scary is that! Evolution at work, as opposed to creationism of course. I’m rather impressed that an organism practically invisible to the naked eye this is not a virus, lives in cold fresh water, and never makes the headlines, can suddenly rank in the top stories along with that idiot president who had the gall to veto a child health bill. This is a new low for the moron in charge. Why won’t he go swimminmg in the lake and see if he can find that marvelous little ball of proteins and genetic material?
Even more frightening than the amoeba was the recent recall of contaminated beef. I’m sure not all of it was contaminated but better safe than sorry. This is a big deal. Beef is a big part of the food chain over here, and a big slice just got burned. I’m hardly surprised considering their production methods, but still, in this day and age you would think they had their shit together. Apparently not since this is the third time in recent years that beef has garnered a bad rap. There goes the trade deficit again.
So B. Spears lost custody of the rug rats. Now she can get back to being a party animal, fuck around, get drunk and not have to pay a babysitter to watch the kids. The stupid gene strikes again. I hope the kids turn out to be smarter than she is, which should not be too difficult.
I’m going fishing next week. I need a break from reality. Fishing consists of a boat, two coolers, satelite radio, no cell phone, sandwiches, a small amount of bait and an anchor. I can sit out there in the middle of a peaceful plaid lake until the beer runs out. The bait will all be gone long before that happens I promise. And I won’t be swimming with the amoebas. I will post a few pics of everything I did not catch. Gripping. Till next week.
Till Monday, I hope everyone has a great week