Friday, September 07, 2007

Cayucos Livin'

Hey folkses.

I'm back from vacation, and I have to tell you, if you get the opportunity to spend a week on a third story deck overlooking the Pacific Ocean with a nice breeze keeping the temperature at the universally accepted objective ideal while reading The Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut and drinking Red Tail Ale with The Kinks playing in your headphones, you seriously should take it.

Bonus enjoyment can be had if you get to spend some time and build sand castles with the world's cutest niece and the world's cutest (but possibly also the world's fussiest) nephew. But since that would be my niece and nephew, you're out of luck there.

It was a tremendously delightful and relaxing family vacation, from which I came away with my hatred levels at decade lows all across the board. My hatred is down a good 45-65% from the previous week in all major categories, including tailgaters, cigar smokers, Dr. Phil, and avocados.

My hatred levels for Whoopi Goldberg, however, are at all-time highs, stemming from her defense of Michael Vick. Much like Jamie Foxx (who more specifically defended Vick as being a black man ignorant of the white man's rules: "Mike probably just didn't read his handbook on what not to do as a black star." Damn you, Whitey!), she defended Vick's dogfighting ring as a result of his cultural upbringing. Because apparently all Southerners are ignorant shitheads who condone running gambling operations based upon the torture and murder of dogs.

Hatred... levels... rising.... Must hug teddy bear now!!!

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