the inauguration, villains, and laughter...
i'm glad that we're spending $40M on this inauguration. it's great that we can celebrate a peaceful transfer of power. (i'd like to put quotes around that, but i'm not 100% sure that is exactly how he phrased it....) now, i have one question for you, junior political operatives, what exactly are we transferring power to? who is giving it up? for the last 4 years, we've had a republican president named george w. bush. now, as of today, we will transfer power (peacefully, mind you) to new republican president, george w. bush. did he think he was his own father? is this a subtle hint that he thinks that maybe he didn't actually win the first election as some have said? (personally, i'm all for the electoral college, but that's a discussion for another time.) either way, i'm sure as hell am glad that it's going to be peaceful....
we decided at lunch the other day that we have no less than three batman villains here at the firehouse:
allan - the joker. he physically is unable to stop smiling....
jay - two-face. poor jay has bell's palsy. it's not going away. he has been to see a neurologist, and they told him on two seperate occasions that he has bells palsy.....
paul - the scarecrow. the only fireman i've ever met in my life who is completely terrified of fire. he's also dumber than a box of rocks. not the rocks, just the box that holds them. (he's dumber than the rocks, too, but i for one believe that rocks do in fact possess a small amount of intelligence....)
i could go on for a week and a half berating paul and his (lack of) intelligence, but it probably wouldn't be as gratifying as i'd like it to be, os for now i'm keeping everything to myself. well, everything that isn't already made abundantly clear by his particular fondness of velcro shoes......
i'm instituting a new feature here. joke of the day. they won't be funny, just like my jokes, and will barely occasionally be topical, but damn it, they are jokes. and i like jokes.
TODAY'S JOKE:
A chicken walks into a bar.
The bartender says, "We don't serve poultry!"
The chicken says, "That's OK, I just want a drink."
my time is up. you've been great. enjoy the cranberries.
we decided at lunch the other day that we have no less than three batman villains here at the firehouse:
allan - the joker. he physically is unable to stop smiling....
jay - two-face. poor jay has bell's palsy. it's not going away. he has been to see a neurologist, and they told him on two seperate occasions that he has bells palsy.....
paul - the scarecrow. the only fireman i've ever met in my life who is completely terrified of fire. he's also dumber than a box of rocks. not the rocks, just the box that holds them. (he's dumber than the rocks, too, but i for one believe that rocks do in fact possess a small amount of intelligence....)
i could go on for a week and a half berating paul and his (lack of) intelligence, but it probably wouldn't be as gratifying as i'd like it to be, os for now i'm keeping everything to myself. well, everything that isn't already made abundantly clear by his particular fondness of velcro shoes......
i'm instituting a new feature here. joke of the day. they won't be funny, just like my jokes, and will barely occasionally be topical, but damn it, they are jokes. and i like jokes.
TODAY'S JOKE:
A chicken walks into a bar.
The bartender says, "We don't serve poultry!"
The chicken says, "That's OK, I just want a drink."
my time is up. you've been great. enjoy the cranberries.