Nothing is certain.
via Facebook:
—[post] Onion article: “Trump Unable To Produce Certificate Proving He’s Not A Festering Pile Of Shit”
—There needs to be a celebrity fundraiser to deport Donald Trump to Karachi. Pop stars can record a hit single (sung to the tune of We Are the World): “Deport Donald Trump… deport him to Karachi…”
—Or at least someone needs to order an injunction to keep a muzzle on him in public
—Since he seems to have a ubiquitous media monitoring network that tells him in real-time whenever anyone says or even thinks anything about him, I expect a highly biased and vitriolic response to these comments within the next five minutes
—”Donald Trump slams back at anonymous user’s Facebook posts”
Pretty good. But I prefer: “I Want to Put My Penis Inside Your Vagina, Woman” by Martin Ricky
If 80% of success is just showing up, I must be really bad at the other 20%.
Let me tell you… Code is a lot of things… but it is NOT poetry. Help!
At once futuristic, philosophical, tragic, comic, and absurd… ’So, I lost both my arms, and got these two experimental bionic ones. I’m excited to start driving again!’ Bad Idea Jeans
Bionic driver dies after crash
www.bbc.co.uk
A man thought to be the first person to drive a car using a bionic arm dies after a road accident in Austria.
Not Cookie!! . . . I’m incredulous.
Shrinking Condé Nast – NYTimes.com
Condé Nast will close Gourmet magazine, a magazine of almost biblical status in the food world. Also being shut down are the Condé Nast magazines Cookie, Modern Bride and Elegant Bride. The moves are significant for the publisher.
I spent twelve years in secret contemplation trying to breach the secrets of the Universe and all I got was this lousy t-shirt.
