I was gonna rip an image off of Tony's site.. URL and all. Make *him* pay for the damn bandwidth. But then I thought
gee, he can't even afford a car.. or so he says.. so maybe I shouldn't be ripping him off? Maybe I should.. cause everything on there is a lie. In fact, he probably hasn't gotta a single dime from anyone to buy him his car.. but he is pretending he has, so, as weeks go buy and the name list slowly grows, you start to feel as if you're missing out and maybe
you should be giving him money. Anyhow, this is the
archive link instead of raw image thievery..
What I wanted to say about that image was that I am easy to impress. Sometimes. I have guilty pleasures too. Even if
Raymi is an alcoholic beer guzzling trash whore (or not) she is sweetly eloquent.. No no! Seriously! You just have to be in the right frame of mind. She is, admittedly, more theatrical than say,
Alison or
Ernie but she stretches the boundaries a bit and that's the sort of entertainment you want to read at work.. not some well written musings of a waitress or the tribulations of a gay asian. You want to be on the edge, looking over your shoulder to see who might see you seeing them seeing you look at questionable material on company time. Save the literature and the light oriental humor for at home when you're in bed with a cup 'o camomile.