In an email exchange with a certain Slightly Delusional Elf Friend of mine, came this sentence in response to his making a comment about how I've had a lot of change in my life.

A lot of change? That's putting it a little mildly. It's more like my world has been shaken up, flipped upside down, hurled across the galaxy and splattered on the ass of a pissed off god.

Some days I really amuse myself

"I don't know, he doesn't seem senile"

We were watching what not to wear last night on BBC America. And this woman had this horrible plad outfit on. I turn to Kat and say "How many tartans had to die for that outfit?". She was laughing so hard she cried and almost fell off the futon.

"I hear the voices, and I read the front page and I know the speculation," the president said.

I'm almost embarrased to tell you that I said this. Can anyone guess what I was talking about?

"There has to be a classier way to go down"

"Democrats08: Envision the Rapture"

"He should die with festering Boils"

"Let's drink tea and talk about the Empire"

"Pompeii- disaster porn"