I’m sorry I haven’t put anything new up lately. I’ve been is such a terribly bad mood that I didn’t want to unnecessarily inflict it on anyone, and so I was silent. I’m feeling a little better now, and while the president is still unwelcome in my home (and will remain so until such time as he shows up with a heartfelt* apology for violating the nation’s religious freedoms), I’m no longer incandescently** angry.
* I’m talking on his knees outside the window singing accompanied by a boombox level of heartfelt apology here. America The Beautiful, please. Sing verse two twice, for emphasis.
** Himself says my Death Stare has two levels: greasy smear and scorched earth. We’ve been hovering at the fringes of a new, unnamed and unexplored level since January 20th. I’ve had to resort to cleaning house just to burn off excess spleen.
Anyhow. Back to my regularly unscheduled nerdiness.