Nerve Plucks

Mellow on Monday I am, so much so that it’s now Tuesday. No dutiful dysphemistic metaphors today, merely a congeries of nerve pluckers. Unlike nerve twitchers, which continue their spasmodic meandering through the psyche for some time, making them a significant and serious annoyance, a nerve plucker is merely an …

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It’s Whoopi, Whoopi, on Rape, Rape

I love, love, seeing Whoopi tongue twisting herself around this “it’s not rape, rape” scenario. Here she is trying to snag herself a part in the next film of the “world famous humanist” Roman Polanski. We have it correct. He drugged a 13 year old and plied her with champagne. …

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Old School Friday Slim Those Thighs Edition

Old School Friday, already. Geesh. Where does the time go? Did I say Geesh? Kill me please. The theme this week is Songs to Workout/Exercise to. My main exercise is running. I run daily. My play-list is long and varies from week to week. My current run music on the …

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