Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Goodbye, Old Friend

Curly




1994 - October 27, 2010

Friend, Confidant, Wing-Man, & Damn Good Dog.

Cry Havoc and Let Loose the Dogs of War

JMFJT is incapable of keeping an opinion to herself. (I am a pot here.)

She now has a forum to vent. Seriously. While before her victims were people within earshot, now she has the population of the planet.

You can find her musings at JMFJT.

Enjoy. Comment. Bookmark. And add her RSS feed.



The First Official Movember Update of 2010

So, I am doing Movember again and you can too!

Feel free to rock your 'Mo like you are a 70's Porn Star!

As of November 1st, I will start posting pictures daily, but for now, here is a sneak peak at what I am going to be rocking!



If you would like to make a donation, please use this link.

Just think of how sad your world would be without the services of balls and prostates, and think about the men in your life who have been affected by cancer of their man-parts.

It isn't funny, I know, but I need to laugh because otherwise it is just tragic.

Anyway, donate early, donate often, and make fun of my 'mo as much as you damn well please.

Why?

Dating While Pregnant

Just read it.


Now, here is the issue:

It is not that she wants someone to share her life with while she is pregnant with another man's spawn.

It is that she is mentioning it publicly. Of course she wants to be with someone, especially when she calves like a glacier, but posting it to the Times Union provides horrible optics.

Everyone's priorities are screwed up sometimes, but you pretend that your priorities are in line properly for the sake of your children.

Here is the thing Ms. Padilla, your child (and I see you are publicly rooting for a daughter, I assume you understand that it won't be like Gilmore Girls, and what if you have a son?), will see this.

They will be able to Google your name in about eight years, and they will ask questions.

You have time to figure out your answers.



Tuesday, October 26, 2010

And now I feel old(er)

Let us leave this as a hypothetical situation.

I may have gone to Price Chopper in Brunswick.

I may have purchased something that required age verification (alcohol, tobacco, or allergy medication).

A manager may have come over to do age verification.

When I stated my age (9-3-74), the cashier (Haley, of course) may have stated, "That's the year that my mom was born."

I may feel really old right now.