Sal's blog
Police are hunting a thief who tripped and cut him...
Submitted by Sal on Thu, 08/10/2006 - 19:57.I do so miss England at times...
Nothing smells like trouble more than a mustachioe...
Submitted by Sal on Thu, 08/10/2006 - 19:06.Nothing smells like trouble more than a mustachioed bike short wearin cop with a big ass gun!
I'm trying some editing now, to see what this give me... it should give me the ability to quote
Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich.
Napoleon Bonaparte
Which is nice but you have to do it after the fact it seems...
I can make a list
- like this
- and this
- and this
double return to get out of it...
and some bullets...
- like this
- and this
- and you get the drill
again double return.
I'm going to drag and drop some stuff now...
Previous Posts
Things they didn't teach me in grad school
Submitted by Sal on Mon, 03/27/2006 - 15:32.So, the shed I ordered arrived. Cool. I gotta get back a couple power saws loaned out to a bud so I can work with them. But there's no point in doing that, if there's nowhere to put them. And the garage is currently being used as "suburban storage space for the basement-less."
So, great!
Then I see all the parts. Oh, holy cowpie.
Now, it's not like I'm a complete loss when it comes to working with my hands. I did, for example, unlike my house's previous owners, actually manage to fix the loose wire on my garage door opener. But let's face it: doing graduate studies in the liberal arts, working leather and felt, and kicking people in the head three days a week, does not automagically qualify you as "good with tools," in stark contrast to my Eagle Scout neighbor, who, since his father is a millworker, grew up learning something about tools besides "okay, Mr. Eleven-Year-Old, you're going to stand here with no CLUE what I'm doing. Every twenty minutes I'm either going to hand you a tool, or ask you for one."
How I became a Gigolo
Submitted by Sal on Wed, 01/18/2006 - 18:01.Aww, man, it was great. One lunchtime, one massage, and fifty hot bucks right in my wallet. That's, like, espresso money for the MONTH, babe.
It all started out when I realized just how hot my late-50's Jewish-Princess boss is. You know, the ones with eyebrows like wrinkled raisins, and skin to match, with all her kids bugginer her for the cash she picked up by dumping the hell out of her no-good workaholic lawyer husband? Oh, yeah, man, you know that's where the money's coming from... stressed out bosses I can do evil things to for cash... once a week would pay for my parking, espresso, AND lunch the whole year round... for bosses who will then be less stressed out, making my cushy day gig that much cushier.
Martyr for the cause
Submitted by Sal on Tue, 01/03/2006 - 23:03.CHESAPEAKE, Va. -- A Mormon missionary going door to door was fatally shot Monday night and a fellow missionary was wounded by an assailant who fled, police said…
Talk about taking one for the team. You gotta know this was coming. Who hasn’t hidden from a Mormon or two in their time? Some people are just more proactive than others it appears. Now I’m not advocating shooting missionaries no matter their particular faith but when the black tie, pants and bike have become synonymous with obnoxious god peddlers it might be time to rethink your marketing plan.
Perhaps moving to billboards or funding large epic movies or perhaps a Saturday morning cartoon show with Murray the wacky flaming salamander and his adventures with his ole buddy John. I’m not saying I have the answers but somebody in the temple needs to start asking the right questions.
New Years Resolutions
Submitted by Sal on Tue, 01/03/2006 - 16:38.I’ve never been one to make New Years resolutions. I guess I always thought they were for the weak willed. Those that couldn’t make an actual decision or life change simply because it needed to be made and stick with it, could rely on a special day to help make that commitment stick. Well, now that I’m nearing 40 my attitude has been changing on the matter. I used to give a passing “feh!” to new years resolutions, but no longer. With the coming of middle age I’ve decided to embrace the idea this year and came up with a short manageable lists of resolutions that I will follow as we tumble into the future (or oblivion) that is 2006.
I need me a black woman to rape!
Submitted by Sal on Tue, 03/01/2005 - 00:53.
Yeah, apparently if what I learned this weekend is true, I as a white male have a genetic need to rape a black woman. This is because my melanin deficient and physically inferior genes cry out for improvement to my seed. The overpowering need to fortify my inferior genetic make up with the superior traits of the black woman drives me and all white men to force ourselves these chocolate earth mothers. This trait was no more clearly seen than in the systemic rape of slave women in the antebellum south.
Furthermore, it seems that not only is my genetic makeup found lacking, I (and I say "I" as the collective of all white men) am apparently an inferior lover. This inability to please my women resulted in driving them into the strapping arms of the closest available ebony lover. Wide reports of the rape of white women at the hands(?) of black men in the years following the civil war were apparently not as they were presented. Instead of these incidences being as reported they were in fact simple alibis to cover the needs of white women. They longed for the touch of a real lover, one that a white man could never supply and were thrown by their needs into the arms of Mandingo.
Abe Vigoda is NOT Dead
Submitted by Sal on Thu, 02/24/2005 - 17:41.
With the recent passing of Gene Scott it seemed important to take the opportunity to report on who isn't dead. Who better to feature for this announcement than the man himself, Abe Vigoda. Not only is Abe very much alive, today is his birthday. Abe turned 84 today and currently lives in Manhattan. For up to date Vigoda condition reports check out abevigoda.com or if your a firefox user, get the FF extension and have up to the minute information on the status of your favorite actor.
Other people of note that are surprisingly NOT dead are....
Eddie Albert (96)
Lady Bird Johnson (92)
Mickey Spillane (87)
and....
The Pope (84)
*note - we are not responsible for sudden changes to the status of any of those listed above.




