come see us sing tonight. (my roommate, lealu, is the soprano soloist for the regina coeli.)
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so, it was with a little too much glee that i was the first to break the news to chip of a new health epidemic coming our way. there is a new “super” strand of tb plaguing south africa and has the world health organization a little concerned. fortunately, killer bees are not involved in their newest apocalyptic scenario.
in other news, get out your “earl” list lest you be the victim of this woman. apparently nurse hill’s long time, yet unsuspecting, nemesis showed up at the plastic surgeon’s office where she was employed in order to have a little work done. apparently the grudge began in high school when joyner “stole” nurse hill’s boyfriend from her. (i suspect he ran. for his life…) hill got the last swat in the cat fight, however, after she pumped joyner full of a lethal dose of pain killers and sat down to enjoy the show while eating a biscuit. tee hee! i was never a “mean girl” in school, but i just want to say in advance (because i did go to high school in the south, afterall…) that i am extremely sorry for any wrong doing i may have ever done to you. yes. i mean YOU. or that guy…

i begged and pleaded with chip to go vote early with me on friday so as to avoid long lines. i threw in the, “i’ll even go with you to buy comics afterwards!” ploy at the end. it worked. we ended up standing in a long line in a cramped hallway anyway, but that was ok by me because i looked up to see none other than dr. who! (or at least his twin. hopefully his good twin and not his evil twin.) i squeal under my breath, “chip! that guy looks just like dr. who!” of course, the guy turns his back to us (doesn’t want to be spotted), and chip’s skeptical. “he doesn’t look like him from behind.” fine. the guy turns his head a second time, so i tugged on chip’s shirt just in the nick of time. “yeah, i guess he does look a little bit like him.” we finally get out of the hallway and into the voting room, and i hear chip gasp — “holy crap! it is dr. who! do you see what he’s wearing?!” ha. so there. geek confirmation. it’s official – i voted with dr. who.
for those who have not yet voted, and are perhaps a little on the undecided side (which I am often – but not lately with our current regime running things… straight into the ground…) this might be a little incentive to re-think your vote for the incumbant governor of georgia. there are few things that get my panties in a wad, but jerry falwell and any associations made with him do. john mccain and i are no longer buddies as a result. i’m not crazy for the mark taylor, and the libertarian is a freak show. (of course, sonny perdue’s appointed chairman of the latino commission for a new georgia is running around telling all hispanics to vote libertarian. i guess the republicans don’t think they need the hispanic vote to win, so why not sway them away from democrats, too.) for those not in the fine state of georgia, i have little advice. lean left, my friends.
SHOUT OUT TO TEXAS — KINKY FOR GOVERNOR!!!