On the other hand, if you always lie then at least you’re dependable liar (or politician.) It’s when you only lie some of the time that people don’t trust you.
Filthy rich? Sounds good. But right now I think a lot of us would settle for something more modest.
Like being filthy able-to-afford-a-pizza-on-Saturday-night. Or maybe even just filthy able-to-pay-the-bills-without-hocking-Grandma’s-dentures.
Why I’m celebrating St. Patrick’s Day this year–with extra gusto:
Twenty-five years ago on St. Patrick’s Day, my wife went insane. Instead of screaming and running out of the church, she married me. So St. Pat’s Day is always a major event in our home. This year we’re celebrating a quarter century of Shelagh having a lapse in judgment and somehow being happily married to me. So far, so good
I’ve been looking for an excuse to use this comic for a long time and here it is. Lucky Friday the 13th. Let’s chase the gloom away with a disaster comic. If you can laugh about the economy, it’s not that bad, right? Sure…
Grr. I still haven’t seen the movie yet. I’ve been short on time and dealing with a neck/back problem that’s going to make sitting in a theater for a three-hour movie a test of endurance. So what’s the verdict, folks? Is the movie a masterpiece worth seeing? Or a pain in the neck?
