I wrote this to my brother 4 years ago, right after we invaded Iraq. It's amusing (or soul-wrenchingly depressing) that most of the country has seen the light and agrees with me now ( Read more... )

Jessica: the concert is postponed
daynerd: poo
daynerd: i was gonna smoke a doobers
daynerd: or whatever came down the row
daynerd: even a pole
daynerd: whatever that is
daynerd: the guys on craigslist talk about smoking pole all the time
daynerd: is that a good drug?


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I emailed my brother asking him about our family reunion this weekend:
Who's planning on going on a float trip? I don't know if I'll be able to do that.

Is anyone bringing a covered dish like the invitation recommends? I definitely need to bring one so I can make sure there's something there without meat that I can eat. Pasta salad, maybe.
This ( Read more... )

My brother's mother-in-law forwarded him an anti-Islam article by Hal Lindsey, father of Apocalyptic Christian Zionism (who has always been and will always be full of shit). She asked for his opinion on it.

( My brother is smarter than you, and better looking, too. His response is behind the cut. )

Here she is!


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Voicing any criticism of Bush or expressing doubt that we should be involved in the war in the first fucking place gets you at best dirty, suspicious looks, and at worst, well I dunno, boycotts of your records by backwoods hillbillies whose opinions sound kinda like Bruce Willis in Die Hard: "Yippee Kay Ay, motherfucker!" Ok, so I don't have THAT ( Read more... )