Another day, another highway…
Well, last night saw me safely in the arms of Morpheus by 9:30 pm. Just could not keep awake any longer!! Not even Captain Vimes could keep me awake 😉
Up early again – par for the course. At least I’m not that bad yet. Just get woken up in the early morning hours – not 2 or 3 times a night. That, I think, might become a problem should it start happening!
So, what to talk about?
The fact that I saw traffic cops last night, doing what they do best? Canned hunting you can call it. Pick a full highway offramp and then you start pulling cars off – they can’t go anywhere else, have to use the offramp, and instead of regulating the traffic at the light that’s been broken for the past few days, you try making some quick money for your useless administrators.
Or about the Merc I saw. With the fluffy dice hanging from the rearview mirror.
Or the white woman that just turned in front of me because she did not want to stand in the line to turn left. Almost drove her right off the road – one day I will!!
Or about the guy that would not believe me when I say toothache is worse than childbirth. I should know, since I have experienced both!
Or about the dude at work that seems to think that everything with boobs are his to command. And, since he’s a manager of some kind, and most things with boobs like to keep their jobs, he gets away with it.
And then the American election. What makes Obama so much better than the other one? Romney? They’re both politicians, and as such you can’t believe a word they say. And regardless of which of them makes the cut, the same shit is going to keep happening, because the world is broken. So it’s a matter of choosing the lessor of 2 evils. Whereas here, we have to choose between about 600 evils and maybe 3 not so evil. and since brainwashing has been a tried and trusted weapon in communism everywhere, the great unwashed insists on voting for the evilliest of them all. Breaking everything even further.
The Nkandla situation? Has anybody ever heard of a firebomb? All those places have thatch roofs – suppose it’s JZ’s attempt at placating the ancestors – instead of living in a mud hut in a kraal, he’s built a massive compound with taxpayer’s money, and given them all thatch roofs. One casual spark, a few well laid lines of petrol – POOF!!! Gone! SO strange. Even at his most stupid, his people still protect him. and we think we have anything to say about the American elections? Best we clean house here first before we start fixing other people’s problems!!
Enough rambling. Time to start the day has passed.
Here’s a joke for now – enjoy!!
John the Farmer
John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business.
He had several hundred young layers (hens), called
pullets and eight or ten roosters, whose job was to
fertilize the eggs. The farmer kept records and any
rooster that didn’t perform went into the soup pot and
That took an awful lot of his time so he bought a set
of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each
bell had a different tone so John could tell from a
distance, which rooster was performing. Now he could
sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report
simply by listening to the bells.
The farmer’s favorite rooster was old Butch, a very
fine specimen he was, too. But on this particular
morning John noticed old Butch’s bell hadn’t rung at
all! John went to investigate. The other roosters
were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets,
hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover.
BUT, to Farmer John’s amazement, Butch had his bell in
his beak, so it couldn’t ring. He’d sneak up on a
pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one. John
was so proud of Butch, he entered him in the county
Butch became an overnight sensation among the judges.
The result: the judges not only awarded Butch the
“No BellPiece Prize” but they also awarded him the
“Pulletsurprise” as well.
Clearly Butch was a Politician in the making. Who
else but a politician could figure out how to win two
of the most highly coveted awards on our planet by
being the best at sneaking up on the populace and
screwing them when they weren’t paying attention?