Joe Voter & The Crack
Well apparently Joe Voter did not hear my plea and went to the polls while under the effects of some pharmaceuticals... I didn't hold out much hope for a conclusion that made any sense, and I got more or less what the lowest common denominator has taught me to expect.
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So, our close freind Dalton gets a blank check to treat Ontario as his personal oyster for the next four years because of religious paranoia- apparently, as far as Joe is concerned, every one of those 56,000 religious school students is learning nothing except Suicide Bombing and Destroying Democracy for Beginners. I'm sure most of the Jews in this province are just thrilled about that assessment.
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The smurfs are doing well lately- Gav has been at IBI for more than a month now and usually will tell me something about his day when I take him home. Today he told me, with much enthusiasm, that he'd had some chips. Wahoo! Other recent tidbits from the larger smurf include the following: 1) He doesn't like chicken, but he wants me to get it for him for supper. And he isn't crazy about having anything he does like with it, such as french fries or anything. 2) Gavin loves his couch (despite the fact that it has been the recepticle for several months of hidden food and spilled drinks, and is where the Men in Black put their nerve toxins when we are out. 3) He likes being at daycare when Mya isn't there so she doesn't hog all of the good stuff.
The smaller smurf has been equally enlightened lately, and regularly says new words such as "gum", "Don't want", or "Outside". She has been reading heavily, although I am not certain how much she actually understands...
The Insane Ex has been entirely under wraps for some time now, fortunately for me, although the smurfs mention her from time to time... it seems a sheme that she won't put any effort into seeing them, but, hey, that means more for me!
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My battle with Rogers still rages on, however, later this month I may have enough cash to buy off the right people and persuade them to re-establish my link to the world from within the lair. The Lair has got a mite dusty lately, and it's a shame that so many of my nefarious plans have to be done in full veiw of the Alliance of Evil's spy sattelites. Especially with them getting McGuinty hooked up again.
As an aside here, it occurs to me that this election is yet more evidence that the MK Ultra experiments from Quebec in the 70's were more or less successful, and that the ELF antenna in Alaska is busy contolling most of our minds under the Alliance of Evil's watchful and benevolent gaze... I figure that maybe one-on-one control is a little unrealistic but perhaps tilting 12 million brains 3% towards the McGuinty side of things or a slight increase in religious paranioa would be more than enough to keep all of us cattle in our place.
Well, I have to go now. There's a suspicious character in the library that keeps looking at me and writing in a notepad. Well, a more suspicious character than myself, anyway... I had better make my escape while the gettin' is good.
Until next time, keep one eye over your shoulder and the other straight up (and just try to walk like that)...
The Unserendipitous Lexiphage.
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So, our close freind Dalton gets a blank check to treat Ontario as his personal oyster for the next four years because of religious paranoia- apparently, as far as Joe is concerned, every one of those 56,000 religious school students is learning nothing except Suicide Bombing and Destroying Democracy for Beginners. I'm sure most of the Jews in this province are just thrilled about that assessment.
...
The smurfs are doing well lately- Gav has been at IBI for more than a month now and usually will tell me something about his day when I take him home. Today he told me, with much enthusiasm, that he'd had some chips. Wahoo! Other recent tidbits from the larger smurf include the following: 1) He doesn't like chicken, but he wants me to get it for him for supper. And he isn't crazy about having anything he does like with it, such as french fries or anything. 2) Gavin loves his couch (despite the fact that it has been the recepticle for several months of hidden food and spilled drinks, and is where the Men in Black put their nerve toxins when we are out. 3) He likes being at daycare when Mya isn't there so she doesn't hog all of the good stuff.
The smaller smurf has been equally enlightened lately, and regularly says new words such as "gum", "Don't want", or "Outside". She has been reading heavily, although I am not certain how much she actually understands...
The Insane Ex has been entirely under wraps for some time now, fortunately for me, although the smurfs mention her from time to time... it seems a sheme that she won't put any effort into seeing them, but, hey, that means more for me!
...
My battle with Rogers still rages on, however, later this month I may have enough cash to buy off the right people and persuade them to re-establish my link to the world from within the lair. The Lair has got a mite dusty lately, and it's a shame that so many of my nefarious plans have to be done in full veiw of the Alliance of Evil's spy sattelites. Especially with them getting McGuinty hooked up again.
As an aside here, it occurs to me that this election is yet more evidence that the MK Ultra experiments from Quebec in the 70's were more or less successful, and that the ELF antenna in Alaska is busy contolling most of our minds under the Alliance of Evil's watchful and benevolent gaze... I figure that maybe one-on-one control is a little unrealistic but perhaps tilting 12 million brains 3% towards the McGuinty side of things or a slight increase in religious paranioa would be more than enough to keep all of us cattle in our place.
Well, I have to go now. There's a suspicious character in the library that keeps looking at me and writing in a notepad. Well, a more suspicious character than myself, anyway... I had better make my escape while the gettin' is good.
Until next time, keep one eye over your shoulder and the other straight up (and just try to walk like that)...
The Unserendipitous Lexiphage.
posted by The Lexiphage at 1:57 p.m.
2 Comments:
Oh how I enjoy reading your blog...
It was worth Weiner Boy getting voted back in, just to read your paranoiac posts.
Seems as if the IBI is really taking root with Gavin. It was really cool to hear him calling me Granny. Maybe with his progress, Mya will get some of the effect of it by osmosis.
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