Sunday, July 27, 2014

Gone Girls!

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To paraphrase Charlie Crist, running against Rick Scott for governor of Florida, “I’m not a shrink but I can use my brain and talk to one” and mine prescribed a few days of R&R from my peculiar, soul-sucking fixation on American politics.

So it is that I’m unplugging, packing up my lovely bride and striking out for the territories in the All-American pursuit of happiness known as the VACAY!

Mind you, we’re only talking three days here, in which I’ll endeavor to clear my brain and heal my soul with gut-busting quantities of artisanal beer and otherwise forbidden fruit of the deep fried and sugar-laden variety.  I’m hoping that a severely time-limited period of indulgence will prevent me from ending up like this:


In the words of Church Lady:  Isn’t that special?

Ta, Roasters.  Back Thursday—when the House Oversight Committee’s “Senator Joseph R. McCarthy Memorial Truth Pond” should be fully operational.  Meanwhile, snark amongst yourselves . . .

Posted by Bette Noir on 07/27/14 at 07:40 AM
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