And in Very Important News For Womyns:
...feministas cheer at clear proof that they really don’t need men in their lives. Also, Epsteiner Bill Clinton claims to have an alibi.
...I would have thought that a trip to any Disney theme park would ipso facto ruin a holiday, but maybe that’s just me.
...I liked this Cuban hottie the minute I first read about her.
...I never frequent Taco Bell so I’m immune to this horror, but some people may be interested.
From the Dept. of Global Cooling Climate Warming Change:
...with approximately 53.9999 billion tonnes coming solely from the Third World (e.g. India and China), so send someone to scold them. Oh look, here’s a candidate:
From the Desirable Consequences files:
...I’ve never thought we should emulate anything that Haiti does, but maybe I was too hasty.
In LGBTOSTFU News:
...this is known as “Pedal To The Metal” marketing.
From the Great Cultural Assimilation Project:
...I can just see the Somalis lining up for those Gender Studies classes.
...never a random Haitian around when you need one.
And a refreshing dose of link-free INSIGNIFICA:
...you had me at “pussy bows”.
And on that topic:
...any time, any place, RollerGirl.
And that’s all the news that’s fit to drool over.
We took the kids to Eurodisney once, 2 years after we took them to California Disneyland.
Eurodisney was pretty bad. It was poorly maintained, unkempt, with grubby side corridors full of windblown leaves and general debris, old paint cans, rusty scaffolding etc. etc.
The food was a magnificently bad agglomeration of the worst of American and French food and drink. I had an overcooked, burned on the outside hamburger on a mushy bun with a plastic cup of acidic, sour “red wine” brewed in someones old oil barrels in lower slobovia.
The safety standards on the rides did not include any safety lights which made the Space Mountain indoor roller coaster in the dark truly in the dark and that part was fun, but that’s it.
We left after “lunch” as even the kids hated it.
Re:
“…never a random Haitian around when you need one.”
Or a vacationing drug cartel gunner. A little known and now memory holed news bit from the Bataclan massacre I saw (in the foreign press) had a few of the terrorists start shooting into a coffee shop. A few of the patrons were, allegedly, cartel hit men and they returned fire on the terrorists.
Stay safe
Man, that is one sweet VW bus. Looks like a 1966 or so, in a high trim line. I had a beater ’67, and Dad had a succession of Campmobiles – the ideal high school date car, if you get my drift.
I could do without the ragtop, though. Those are nothing but trouble after even just a few years, unless you’re meticulous about caring for them.