17 May, 2011

For the love of your Lord, STOP the feathering.

I'm going to pass the next 15 minutes not in a helpful manner but a selfish one. Because I am grumpy today.

Commence train of thought writing:

How did the past 3 years go by without me noticing? I understand now why many people stop changing their hairstyles in their 20's. I don't want that to happen to me... how does one let their personal style change gracefully? I have about all the grace of a robin reliant.

Yes. I'm currently obsessed with these little cars. I want one with perhaps a wonderwoman paint motif along with a matching helmet. I shall round up criminals with my lasso of truth!

What a stupid super power. I can make you tell the truth. According to some stereotypes, any woman worth her salt can get the truth out of a man.
You know... cause she nags. GET IT??!! GET IT!!??
Misogyny.
What a hoot.

I like owls.

I also like monkeys but I'm not really a fan of the sea monkey. I could only ever get 1 or 2 to come back to life then they'd die when I'd dump all the food into the water or perhaps they caught sea monkey plague from all the dead sea monkey bodies. Did I create a sea monkey hell?? :(
Hmmm.
Well in any case, it was a dumb toy and the box was full of false information. THEY didn't eat in a little castle and wear crowns. They didn't even wear clothes.

You know what was a cool toy involving water? The plastic tank things you filled with water and had a button that shot a jet of air into the water so you could get a tiny basketball into a hoop. Or I think I had one that was a dolphin that you'd try to make jump through a hoop. I know there were usually hoops and items to go through them. Then I'd "put it away" and someone would step on it, crack the plastic, leak moldy water all over and that was that. No mas plastico shooter thing.

I looked up the word misogyny to make sure I had the correct spelling and on the webpage was an advert for "wedding invitations". I'm not sure how I feel about that.

You should all know that "going green" or anything described as "green" is a deceptive marketing ploy that caters to our need to feel better about buying shit and that if it doesn't stop I may shoot things.
ACTUALLY I will shoot things while eating mcdonald's cheeseburgers and throwing the wrappers on the ground while standing atop my oil leaking chevy suburban that gets 8 miles to the gallon* while kicking over buckets of paint and lighting piles of garbage on fire.
so there.
that does smack of performance art so maybe not

Perhaps a "going green" venture should be to make a cell phone that will withstand more than 2 years of use so millions more wouldn't "have" to be made. Orrrr maybe the US could try to create a serious recycling program. Millions of us are without jobs... Perhaps govmint is waiting until we'll be willing to work for food and healthcare. Meh.

I know I'm a part of it and this will sound hypocritical but most of the time I really dislike the consumer culture.


*no I don't actually own a suburban... they're tanks and mostly unnecessary. Now that I think about it, I've only ever seen tiny blonde women talking on their cell and driving erratically in these. Friggin' benny's.

No comments:

Post a Comment