MY MY MY, how we all jump at the opportunity to spew suggestions about how to deal with the perpetual epidemic of violence in america. All it takes is a good old fashioned shooting spree to jump start our suggestion making juices.
Similarly, springtime in februrary, a few weeks of triple digit thermometer readings, or three and a half dollar gasloine, and here comes te green energy crowd, screaming bloody global warming. And similarly, I always do a better job of body weight supervision when I glance at the floor, and my gut blocks the view.
Might be nice if we could all amend human nature a mite, and go to work on our problems before they start slapping us in our newly freaked out faces, before they start kicking our collective behinds.
Next time the price of petrol drops below two fifty, let's pretend a dire emergency is upon us, and talk about green energy.
If ever a day passes withot one of our patented american murder marathons, let's talk turkey about how to find a way to refrain from sniping at each other.
Next time I see the floor, if ever I do again, I'm gonna make like a health and physical fitness fanatic, get some exercise, and cut out the twinkies. Just wait and see - tomorrow!
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