The Passing Parade: Cheap Shots from a Drive By Mind

"...difficile est saturam non scribere. Nam quis iniquae tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus, ut teneat se..." " is hard not to write Satire. For who is so tolerant of the unjust City, so steeled, that he can restrain himself... Juvenal, The Satires (1.30-32)

Saturday, September 13, 2014


Sorry about the lack of posts, folks, but I just had hip replacement surgery done and I haven't been at a computer until now. In current news, my backside looks like someone with a mean streak tried to slice through a boiled ham with an ice cream scoop; the result is gruesome looking, when it is not busy being disgusting. The rump is now all the colors of the rainbow, with that mimeograph purple we all remember from school predominating. I will forswear the politically incorrect observation about having a rainbow on my rump; I would prefer not to hear hysterical charges of homophobia thrown my way while I am in my current condition. In any case, I will have something up for your amusement as soon as I can. Really. I mean that.

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