Comic posted Monday, Nov 2, 2004

PosPosted: 8:53 am, Tuesday, November 2, 2004

What? No politically slanted comic today? Well, hell, if I was afraid of jinxing the Series, you can imagine my reluctance to screw with the mojo today... I will say that, since the Sox won last week, I hate a lot less. That could be reversed by the end of today.

An end which will be spent at home, with 2.0 and Lauren and maybe our friend Liz if she responds to her Friendster e-mail. We'll be watching the results come in and maybe a few shorts from the Rock Against Bush DVDs. Volume 2 came with the Will Farrell ads, and a really strange Patton Oswalt stand-up bit where I'm fairly certain he was utterly wasted.

My mother, who is getting increasingly violent the more she speaks with me, told me I should have thrown a Republican friend over the balcony at the party on Sunday, and advocated breaking the kneecaps of anyone I know who will vote Republican before they get to their polling place. I'm not making this up. Remember, this woman was at one point a nun. Not hard to see how that didn't work out in the long run.

I picked up Peanuts 1952-1954 yesterday from Coliseum on my lunch break. I really, really, really love the Peanuts probably a whole big disturbing amount. These Fantagraphics books are rocking my world. 2 down, 23 more to go! Also, I started my Christmas shopping while I was there. I bought 2.0 a little something, and promptly told her about it while chatting on the phone - she's right, I can't keep a surprise to save my life. Now that I have a website that I write on every day, it's going to kill me to keep Christmas presents secret. I could literally die by mid-November.

Big day on Friday, by the way - the site cracked 700 hits somehow. Who the hell are you people? Why doesn't anyone e-mail? I mean, I guess I know why - I sound completely insane in my newsposts, so I guess that's something of a deterrant.

More from the Halloween parade: From what I saw, the big costume this year was either going as an iPod, or going as an iPod-listening silhouette. Running a close second: Anything Anti-Bush (the one where he and whasserface, his Stepford Wife... Laura, were flipping everyone off, was the best). Third: A generic member of the 2004 World Champion Boston Red Sox. Pretty easy costume this year - a generic scruffy wig and a Sox jersey. You got a long-hair wig? You're Johnny Damon. You got an Afro wig? You're Pedro. Mullet? Hell, you could be about four different guys.

I, by the way, was Wolverine. Which furthers 2.0's belief that Ron is actually me. He's not. I mean, not entirely. 2.0 also believes that I think I'm British. I'm not. Although I did randomly say 'pram' at the party on Sunday.

Sorry for the lack of links today, I was pretty busy at the office all day, and had to go get falafel for lunch because I was too hungover to do grocery shopping on Sunday. And by 'get falafel,' I mean 'go buy fried chick-peas on a pita and consume it,' not 'rub a loofah on a naked co-worker,' ala Bill O'Reilly. Sorry, that will never get old for me.

Go vote! Unless you're Sweaty. Sweaty, stay home. Vote tomorrow.

bullfrog