Saturday, September 1, 2007
Of course, I love the washrooms of Minneapolis-St. Paul even more.
Now, there are those who claim that it is physically impossible for a foot from one bathroom stall to wander errantly onto a foot minding its own business in the next booth.
Some may claim only a spastic fit could cause such a strange occurrence.
Certainly there has been no history of epilepsy in my distinguished family.
I am humbled by practically everything in life. A tomato humbles me. Bicycle spokes humble me. I was made for humbling.
p.s. You can watch my resignation speech in the post (If I may use that phrase...) below.
p.p.s. (If I may...) You can skip the advertisement if you like or watch it if you think it might be a good practice for your gullability quotient before watching my humble resignation.
I read the paper from cover to cover this morning.
And do know what I found?
Nothing. Gornisht, zipkins, de nada, nyet, zero, keduchas on a stick, windy pies and airy puddings.
Let's hope the weekend is somewhat dry, depending on your proclivities.
If you have such a thing as proclivities. Many people had them removed at an early age.
Many should have.
It's not too late.
Posted by David Berner at 10:16 AM
Seems that being part of a Parole Board in any country, not just Canada - where Justice disappeared some 20 or 30 years ago - automatically renders one senseless.
Here's the headline in this morning's NY Times: "Parolee Linked to Killing of 5 Women in Michigan Capital "
Read the whole story here, and ponder this strange phenomenon, in which Parole Board members are universally the dumbest, most gullible and irresponsible fools on earth.
Posted by David Berner at 10:07 AM