Protesters are the ultimate fundamentalists. Their modus operandi is to effect change merely by telling people what to do while never seeing their own guilt.
Started birthday week off with bacon this morning. Seemed only right.
When I heard about some Senators working to take care of the problem of people selling fake maple syrup, my first thought was – finally.
For my birthday I asked for a rocket-launcher, an iPad 2 and enough money for people to want to protest outside my house because of it.
Weekends are now very. very precious. Not because I’m not working but because of the reason why I work.
Echoes and Stars 