Uneventfullness and busyness


It’s amazing how when you are really busy, your life is somewhat uneventful. I’ve been racking my brain thinking about what I wanted to post here for about an hour. I haven’t posted this week because I’ve been so busy. But that busyness has been of the kind where I’m coding and doing the work that I do. No eventful crap so I don’t have much to write about. Maybe next week. But for now, I’ll leave you with some words of wisdom I was able to dish out on a list of my former college buddies where we were discussing politics:

Personally, I don’t like Giuliani all that much. I prefer Fred
Thompson because he was in Die Hard. Pat Robertson bugs me. He always looks like he smells like the
church I went to when I was kid. That church smelled like burnt coffee, but in
my youth I thought that it was the smell of all the men in the room passing gas
through their starched trowsers. As I became older, I smelt burnt coffee and
realized that the church of my youth did not, in fact, have gastrointestinal
problems to the extreme. But I’ll bet Pat Robertson smells like that, farts
through starched wool.


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