Monday, February 28, 2005

Bicycle Tax

A California assemblywoman (person) is proposing a $7 fee on every new bicycle sold in the state. Because, you know, people are throwing away junk bikes, and poor people need bikes, and shit like that.

Gawd, what a tax-happy state this is.

I have an idea for a new motto for the state:

"California. No Pocket Too Shallow."

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Big Brother Hits the Road

You aren't buying enough gas; so the state is losing valuable revenue for roads. Solution: put GPS units in cars, track how much you drive, and when, then tax you by the mile.

Ag. Just jack up the tax if you have to, and stay the hell out of my business. One more reason to ride a bike to work.

Friday, February 11, 2005

Her Royal Highness, the Tramp

Just kidding. I'm happy for Charles and Camilla, really. To the extent that I care. Now he can be her tampon for all eternity.

The part that sticks with me is that the Church of England is 'concerned' that Charles, a divorced man, will be Chief Whatever of the Church if he becomes King.

Exsqueeze me?

To the best of my limited knowledge, the Anglican Church was created by Henry VIII so he could divorce his wife and marry Anne Boleyn, then chase an endless string of honeys, something Rome wouldn't allow him to do.

Church of England: "Hey kettle, you're black."

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Bucca, baby








All the photos they didn't want you to see...

Haaawk

Yesterday, riding my bike home from work, one of the loogies I launched landed right on the front of my saddlebag. I didn't notice it until this morning.

On the good side, I was going fast enough for that to happen.

Oh, yeah. I gave blood for the first time since my chemotherapy a few years ago (which was for nut cancer, Bob). It felt good to be back in the saddle again. And, it's good to be back in shape (even though my ass is still too fat), and have the nurse comment on the slow rate of my mighty pulse (51). Just like back in the day, when the Red Cross nurse made me run in place in the hallway; 'cause she wasn't going to enter a pulse in the 40's in the books. Heh.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Love Chile

Here we go. Patton Oswalt's secret kid is now shilling toasty subs....