I’m off with the family to a well deserved vacation for all of us down in Washington, D.C. We have a spanking new camera, so look to see our Flickr map expand in a few days! At this rate we’ll actually travel outside our time zone sometime this decade.
The kids ought to love this trip. They had better, or we’ll turn them in for terrorists down at the Pentagon.
Remember the John Lennon song by that name?
Hold on, rewind. I was sitting here reading Dr. Strange, wherein the Dread Dormammu refers to his sister Umar’s “slatternly eye”. Slatternly? Dictionaries vary, but a “slattern” is most often defined as “an untidy, dirty woman”. Check it out (Google search on “slattern”). You’ll also notice that a heavy metal band is #1 for “slattern.” Rock on.
It is fascinating to me that in addition to “slut”, I now have slat in my arsenal of derogatory terms with which to flog members of my favorite sex. I feel bad for you ladies: the English language really is stacked against you.
This got me curious what sort of returns I’d get from Google on some other unflattering terms. “Nigger jokes” is #3 for a search on “nigger”. Not sure why that surprised me, knowing that Google’s rankings are determined primarily by user behaviour. That depressed me though, so I stopped there.
Twitter is cool. Here is my Twitter page and the several “tweets” I’ve already emitted.
Having recently installed an application called Comic Life on my Mac, I’ve been thinking about what sort of story I could write for the comic book medium.
It ain’t like the olden days, folks. I used to get so many ideas, so many.
Finally something struck me. My ’96 Toyota Camry is dying. Several automobile doctors have made this pronouncement. So I am looking around for a replacement. Received the advice of many.
No new car yet, but I think I do have an idea for the comic book. It would be the tragicomedy of a man car shopping. A man who desperately needs a ride, but doesn’t want one.
Don’t give away my ending, Dave.