Monday, March 28, 2011
No it's not the name of a new minor league baseball team here, it's what's happening in various parts of the country. I have to think that working outside in the rain may have the added benefit of softer skin until levels reach dangerous proportions at which point one won't have to worry about skin as it will be sluffing off in large quantities. Ladies that will save you quit a bit on the make up bill and I hear zombie is going to be the new look for this year.
Maybe this is payback for end of WWII but worse is becoming the new norm. Regulations? Regulations? We don't need no stinking regulations. And Dickens thought he lived in hard times. If the dictators of corporate America have their way Charlie's day will seem like a picnic. When all goes to hell who do you think will be looking desperately for that Nanny State? There's more so much more but who has the time unless you're one of the unfortunate 99ers with too much time on your hands after all with a library net connection and a half hour (that's all it takes to surf the job boards) there's more than enough time to know which celebrity apprentice is frequenting a Sheen coke party. But I don't follow that and couldn't care less. It's enough work just trying to find out the radiation levels to know when to pull out the lead rain gear.
And as Randal would say this is all the result of not having a better idea for a post. Yes I do have a few but what's better than watching the makings of a disaster film in real life and in real time? And Hollywood thought they had reached their drug induced pinnacle.