June 21, 2004
In doth come Summer! Sing Hey Yah! I am in a rotten, no, too strong, more like cranky, frame of mind tonight, which instead of turning on myself for some mature, healing introspection I choose to use as an excuse to be pissed off with various things and people, starting with self-indulgent whiners! Then hunters, fishermen, speeding and drunk drivers, pro hockey, most contemporary art and impeached presidents capitalizing on their scandalous past with a smarmy, no self-respect, "tell-all" book to make Leno and the rest forget the war and the beheadings and get back to jokes about stained dresses.