Sick Day VIII
(Special thanks to Portosan for his photo shop work in producing a vomiting Santa for me to share with the readers on this blog.I owe you, Port.)
I AM SICK OF Pink Martini and Three Leg Torso and the Coats (Formerly known as the Trench Coats but changed their name after Columbine). We need some new musical attractions here. The afore mentioned three acts are tired and need to go away for at least five years. Sure the Liberty Theater needs to raise funds, but now I am willing to pay just so I don’t have to see these three acts any more...ever again!
I AM SICK of batteries that have to follow a direction. You would think that after all these years there would be a device other than a flash light where you could put batteries in that all face the same direction. Every damn device out there you have to put one nipple up and one nipple down. If you have a digital camera that takes four or more batteries, you’ve got them going in all directions. All it would take is adding a couple inches of low voltage wire and we could have a standard battery installation in all devices. One can also redesign the battery so it wouldn’t matter.
I AM SICK of Bradwood Landing and North Star. They are sending me more mail than Ron Saxton sent to those who are registered as independents. Stop wasting paper. If you really cared about the environment you would take your money and make things more efficient so we don’t need to use natural gas at all. Invest all your LNG money in wind turbines and wave turbines. You (North Star) are like the tobacco companies that try to show what good people you are by having a website that talks about the danger of smoking. If they really cared they would stop selling their evil shit. If you really cared you would leave our river alone and invest in other forms of energy.
Finally, I wasn't going to make this about Christmas, but I'm sick of all that plastic blow-up Xmas lawn litter. Yeah folks, make your neighborhoods look like shit for 1/12 of the year.