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Friday, April 3, 2009

the rapture ruins everything

Well, my chicks are back-ordered until May 19th, because the hatcheries have had a run on chicks this spring. Here are the people/entities I blame:

the economy
Bush
the banking industry
the housing industry
Obama
the patriarchy

All of these are at fault, at least in part, for 1)everyone being poor, 2)everyone deciding that the cool thing is to grow gardens and have chickens so they can afford to put food on the table, or 3)both. Self-sufficient is the new improvident!

I got my shirts from Old Navy yesterday, and I think they might all suck. They changed the pattern or something, and these new t-shirts seem to be all boxy and roomy on the top, which is really not at all what I'm looking for, what with the flat chest. Stupid Old Navy, why do you toy with my affections?

I heard that Rosemary Clooney hated that dumb dumb dumb "Come On-a My House" song. She's not wrong--it makes me want to stab my radio. I think it might have been a better song if it said "come on-a my house, come on-a my house, come on-a my house, come on-a my house" a few hundred more times.

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