Thursday, May 25, 2006

It’s No-Love-Thursday:

Thought for the Day:
Blaze with the fire that is never extinguished.
Luisa Sigea

walken
(Are we not all a little bit like Mr. Christopher Walken? I for one I have a watch shoved up my ass, just to keep the gooks from getting it.)

The Day so Far:
I am running on 3 hours of sleep so ok, so I am sitting here reading my work e-mails (in my black silk pajamas, and red velvet slippers, while my paisley smoking jacket drapes across my shoulders),

So I get this e-mail that is asking a really fucking stupid question, I being who I am reply to the person (who I might add has a name the same as one of the people who work for me) with “Hey, you fucking dumb ass, didn’t I teach you any better than that, never ever fucking talk to a worm/prick/cocksucker, of a defense attorney, they are paid to lie…”

Then about 10 minutes later I get the e-mail back, it seems the person asking the question A) was not my staff person and B) was asking it on a state wide government news group. Which just so happens to be where my answer was thoughtfully posted at this early hour. I am not even showered yet, and I fucked up at work. Off to a wonderful start.

In the News:
Don’t you love calls from friends at 3:15 am that start with “Man, JQP come get me. Your not going to believe this shit”. The penthouse apartment of M. Chamberlain "Man about Town", was raided by police.

Yes, no shit, M. Chamberlain was woken from his slumber by a flash bang grenade, and 17 officers of our local SWAT team, as they barreled into his stylish apartment in the city’s fashionable Upper Westside.

After being both tasered and sprayed with pepper spray, M. Chamberlain was not able to convince the "Princes of the City" that he was not in fact Alberto Gonzalez who just so happens to be his next door neighbor.

Only after ransacking his tasteful yet masculinity decorated apartment did they decide that he was not in fact Mr. Gonzalez purveyor of kiddy porn and cocaine. Soon they released him from a illegal detainment method (standing on one’s throat, "Get Some! Gitmo Style!") and issued several apologies and a free visit to our local ER (at tax payers’ expense) soon after he was then (only after receiving two morphine suppositories, to calm his nerves) free to go. I picked him up at the hospital, and am on retainer as his legal representative.

Man, I think that would have made a great episode of Cops.

Your Hairy Pitted Woman of the Week:
1 geo pitts
(Pits and Tits, yes its the same girl from last week, just a more candid shot)

Today’s Bill:
"Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind."
From A Midsummer Night's Dream (I, i, 234)

Quote of the Day:
I have been thinking that I would make a proposition to my Republican friends... that if they will stop telling lies about the Democrats, we will stop telling the truth about them.
Adlai E. Stevens

As always, I am the man you always wanted to be, you pussy:

JQP DVM