"Are there no prisons? Are there no workhouses?" --Ebenezer Scrooge

With each passing day, I find myself increasingly convinced that the further we travel down this road of bailouts and "toxic asset" relief, the more and more likely we are to arrive at a destination with droves of the American citizenry being sent to some sort of Dickensian debtors prison...

I'm just sayin'.

I think I'll seek a second opinion

So, I took my mom to an MRI / diagnostic facility this morning to have a couple of procedures performed. Upon signing in, she was asked to fill out some paperwork, including a recent medical history form. Here is one of the questions (fourth line down) from said form...

Ummm... mom made it through her visit without any complications, but after seeing this, I'm ain't so sure I would've has been comforble with them people poking on me.

Southern Yummies!

Garlic cheese grits, topped with a soft-boiled egg! :-)

John 3:16

With filmmaker John Hughes having died unexpectedly today, a friend/coworker/contemporary of mine, John C., and I were chatting about him... and the many films he made that were and will always be significant to those of us that grew up in the '80's. My friend John made the point that John Hughes is our generation's John Ford... a pretty valid point, I thought. Of course, John Ford was known for his many collaborations with John Wayne. In reflecting upon John Hughes, it occurred to me that he featured John Candy in many of his films... so, as we consider John Hughes as our generation's John Ford, as my friend John asserted, it would follow that John Candy was John Hughes' John Wayne.

It eventually dawned on me that I was dealing with a lot of Johns (insert hooker joke here).

The long-awaited, eagerly-anticipated return of Ted's awful, awful Haiku

Into the abyss
Of insecurity, dread
Fear and fright... Dating

Duck, duck, GOOSE... duck, duck
What a stupid, stupid game
Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck...

Tapioca, ma'am?
Just being nice... so why'd she
Kick me in the balls?

House is empty now
Not a home with such a void
We drank all the beer