Archive for July, 2004

Text of UN Security Council Resolution on Iraq: November 8, 2002

Monday, July 26th, 2004

Adopted as Resolution 1441 at Security Council meeting 4644, 8 November 2002 The Security Council, Recalling all its previous relevant resolutions, in particular its resolutions 661 (1990) of 6 August 1990, 678 (1990) of 29 November 1990, 686 (1991) of 2 March 1991, 687 (1991) of 3 April 1991, 688 (1991) of 5 April 1991, 707... »

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Unamerican Commie Bastards

Monday, July 26th, 2004

I have a first amendment right to say what I believe. I have a responsibility to not say things that are libelous, slanderous, or dangerous. You have the corollary to my right, which is to choose to be offended at what I say. Suppose for the moment that I sold concert tickets, CDs, or a... »

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Coke with Lime

Thursday, July 22nd, 2004

I got some Coke with Lime from the grocery store today. By itself, it’s actually pretty nasty. The only reason for it is rum. Mix Coke with Lime with rum and you have found the reason that it was created. I’ve also found that rum is a pretty good truth serum. Rum makes... »

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Yum, salad?

Thursday, July 22nd, 2004

A commercial for McDonald’s salad was just on the tube. It was for a “warm chicken” salad. Just like Wendy’s. After years of “come eat our fat laden burgers and fries,” they’re switching to “come eat our healthy salads.” It doesn’t matter what you want to eat, we’ve got it. Send your... »

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“Mommy, What’s Cornholed?”

Monday, July 19th, 2004

So, we’re moving. That’s why we’re having our moving sale. Yesterday, we took a day off from packing and cleaning to visit Waterworld. We had a wonderful (twoderful, if you’re a fan of Victor Borge) time. To cap off the evening, we dedided to have dinner at Chevy’s. We pulled into the parking... »

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Nurse!

Tuesday, July 13th, 2004

Yesterday, I hurt my son. I picked him up to swing, as we’ve done hundreds of times before, and he started screaming. It wasn’t a “I don’t want to do this” scream, it was a “OW! Something’s wrong!” scream. We took him to the hospital, where he was diagnosed with Nursemaid’s Elbow. Nursemaid’s Elbow is... »

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