Ceci n’est pas un blogpost

So I’ve been paralyzed, autolyzed and autoclaved by my strong desire to not have the Post of Many Potential Babynames whacked off the front page. But now there’s a link to it, and all is well, and please keep coming up with names because right now Herm and Joe’s baby appears to be named "Junior" (or "Mortimer" as my mom would have it).

Hey. Thanks for the love on that last post. Both in the comments and the e-mails (yeah, I’m talking to you, Mike). It’s so nice to know that one’s freakish tendencies are not, perhaps, quite as freakish as one thinks. ‘Cause really, one is not particularly special. Despite one’s desperate attempts to prove otherwise. Or because of them.

It’s Wednesday night! What do we do on Wednesday nights? We send our children off for religious edufication (oh, the conversations we have with our children…) while we go out and eat and drink and make merry and talk about politics. Yes! We spend far too much of our sacred couple-time talking about politics. And the more we drink, the more politically we talk.

What should we talk about tonight? Here are my suggestions; please add yours:

  • Gov. Rick Perry (Crazy-whack-R, Texas) signs into law a bill requiring girls to receive the anti-cervical cancer vaccine. Collective headspin from the religious right ("Sex should be deadly so girls won’t do it!") and the not-so-loony left ("Did a rightwinger just put women’s health concerns over the whining of his anti-sex constituency? Is it Opposite Day?"). Discuss.
  • Mooninites invade Boston. Best story of 2007. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
  • $2.9 trillion dollar corporate-pandering military-licking cranial-rectal-inverted boondoggle.

Oh, and, um:

  • Ted Haggard’s not gay, really he’s not. What? Straight guys stockpile back issues of the International Male catalog in their bathrooms all the time! You never know when you might be takin’ a country and suddenly need to order a black mesh t-shirt. Or a padded butt boxer brief… hey, those are just to make your silhouette in a khaki-colored suit more pleasing to the Lord.
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About Molly Newman

Writer, cook and trivia/spelling bee hostess, living it up in North Portland.
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7 Responses to Ceci n’est pas un blogpost

  1. Melissa Ives says:

    It’s amazing what rehab can do. In fact, you don’t need to send your children to religious classes…rehab fixes everything…who needs forgiveness!

  2. Herm says:

    This will have to hold for next week’s date night, and it’s a little geographically inappropriate for you at the moment, but I think you should fully discuss Gavin Newsom’s dalliance with his friend’s wife, and the fact that he is continuing to pay his friend’s salary, despite said friend’s angry resignation. Gulp. What a slimy life they lead.

  3. Mimi says:

    Gotta love that budget, eh?

  4. As far as Gov. Perry goes, I’m going to ignore for a second the heavy lobbyist ties he has to the company that happens to be PRODUCING said HPV shot and pretend for a minute I live in a state where we make rational decisions.
    Still… I’m about as surprised about this happening in Texas as I would be hearing about it in your (FOTF-overrun) neck of the woods. 🙂

  5. Kim says:

    The whole thing with Teddy boy would be hilarious is the evagelicals weren’t so darn scary. Did you see the HBO documentary “Friends of God”? At one point, Ted says something to the affect of “evangelicals have the best sex life.” He apparently forgot to add with whom was that sex life. 😉

  6. Lori V. says:

    Kim (or anyone else interested) and Molly, I have a fabulous website for you relating to evangelicals and their fantabulous sex lives… truly jaw-dropping… email me & I’ll send it, as it definitely will not be of appropriate content to include here! :-0

  7. RedMolly says:

    Lori, I wanna see it, but your blog link is not working for me! (You can go ahead & include it in a comment here… just tag it NSFW. Ha ha ha ha ha ha.)

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