Brad Smith (jesus_h_biscuit) wrote,
Brad Smith
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You wanna talk about subliminable!

It is finally quiet. I woke up at 6AM with the beginnings of a migraine that I first thought was going to be a screamer, but wasn't as bad as they used to be. My grandfather got them, my mother as well, and of all my siblings I am the only one that got the hereditary curse. I used to average between two and four serious ones a year, but this was the first one I've had in close to six years. Go me. It was painful, my stomach is still a bit queasy and my neck and shoulders are very stiff & sore, but I feel perfectly fine now.

I hate that hypofixx is playing in Atlanta on Saturday and I can't go, compounded more as michaelnolan & mynameisbessie will also be in attendance as well as scores of other LJers, but I'm hoping that it means he'll be back for another show sooner than later.

Not much going on, but Maggie was seriously kicking ass with the funny earlier this evening. We (Mags, Avery, & myself) went to visit Bay (my niece and daisy_down's youngest) in the hospital for a bit, and on the way through the hospital lobby and out the doors our noses were hit with some serious funkage. It was worsened by the smokers hovering by the doorway.

Maggie: Jesus, it stinks out here!
Me: I know, like cigarettes and ass.
Maggie: So like the gay bar, I hear you saying...
Me: *raucous laughter for 10 minutes*

Then while in the car, Avery bit her tongue and began whining.

Avery: Owww!! I bited my tongue, Mommy!
Maggie: Aww, honey! Do you want Mommy to spank your teeth?
Me: *raucous laughter for 10 more minutes*

Possibly tomorrow, depending on whether or not I have the time to devote to it, I'll be making a political post. Things are going on that are terrifying the alarmist in me, and I'm gloating a bit on everyone that I know voted to put the Shrub back in office... well, when he's not on 'working vacation', that is. Speaking of the Joke-In-Chief, I'll close here with a joke.
Donald Rumsfeld is giving the president his daily briefing.

He concludes by saying: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed."

"OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"

His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.

Finally, the President looks up and asks, "How many is a brazillion?"
THANK YOU, INTERNETS! I'll be here all week!
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