This place is going to the dogs.
Buying things, or just consuming them.
I don’t give a shit what the Fed does with the interest rate, or that the Dow goes nuts as a result.
You can make it zero percent, and Discover will still charge me 21% for the gas I bought on credit because I couldn’t wait until payday.
I’m thinking more of America is like me than CNN Money would want us to believe.
We’re still circling the drain, people, this isn’t over by a long shot.
I could do a seriously long St. Patricks Day post, but I’m busy and lazy all at the same time, so I’ll direct you to this blog, who has already done the work.
Most of the time, white people consider celebrations of European heritage to be racist unless they omit large swathes of the 16th through 20th centuries. But since the Irish never engaged in colonialism and were actually oppressed it is considered acceptable and encouraged to celebrate their ancestry. For this reason, 100% of white people are proud to claim that they are somewhat Irish.
A big part of St. Patrick’s Day is having white people feel particularly upset at the oppression of their ancestors that has in no way trickled down to them. If you find yourself talking with a white person who tells you about how their great grandfather was oppressed by both the English and the Americans, it is strongly recommended that you lend a sympathetic ear and shake your head in disbelief. It is never considered acceptable to say: “but you’re white now, so what’s the problem?”
Now I regret blowing all my spare change on wine, I can’t afford any new t-shirts…
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Me: examine all of the facial tissue offerings for several minutes, comparing price per each with such features as aloe or antibacteria crap; eventually picking one that is not too expensive but not too scratchy looking.
Two days later the dog eats the entire box.
She: Grabs a box with Ratatouille on it. Instant hit with the kids.
We bought a new TV last night.
The last time I went to a store and bought a TV was when Saddam invaded Kuwait and we started bombing the hell out of Baghdad. Remember the CNN thing? That SNL later spoofed with him hanging the phone out of the window of the hotel room and pulling back nothing but a wire? Well, that first night I decided our little 12″ Sony wasn’t gonna cut it, so we went and bought a Hitachi at McDuffs.
(if you aren’t old enough to remember phones with wires, you probably shouldn’t be reading my blog)
Anyway, we bought a HD thing that is 32 inches. We got the ‘instant credit’ and saved 10%, so of course they approved us for a ridiculous amount of credit. We just don’t need that big of a TV. Our room is only yay big, ya know? This one is just right, as Goldilocks would say (which was probably before years of marriage, at which point she would say “this one is too small.”)
No pictures, at least yet. But I can tell you this: I’ve never seen the Corpse Bride look finer. Really.
Hope everyone is well. I’m off to help keep the kids sane.
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