Was Dan's parting with Protein Wisdom amicable? Or was it one of those some-bastard's-gonna-get-his-car-keyed situations that make sensible men think twice before dating any woman who lives in a trailer park? Down home, we never heard of a "friendly divorce." No divorce in Georgia is final until somebody's in the emergency room or under a restraining order.
Inquiring minds don't want to know. Why not? Because Jeff Goldstein might lay some mind-blowing intentionality on you, and that could take years of therapy to overcome, like when you were nine years old and walked in on Aunt Nelda and Uncle Bert in flagrante delicto. So we'll just let bygones be bygones and tiptoe around like Senator Ensign's press secretary . . .
WTF? Where did that bizarre gonzo tangent come from? Never mind. The point is, Dan's blogging at POWIP now, which means I'm going to have to update that eternally out-of-date blogroll again. Thanks a lot, Dan. Maybe by Tuesday . . .
Rave reviews from Jules Crittenden, and we endorse homeboy Kim Crawford's excellent suggestion:
I strongly urge you to go leave an inappropriate comment. Something David Brooks or Andrew Sullivan would say. Or, alternatively, I feel the use of the word "cooter" in polite discourse is becoming a lost art.The word "poontang" has also sadly fallen into disuse, although who knows what tomorrow may bring?