You know the meaning of life? (Song)
Sorry folks... that I've not been writing much in my blog but I needed to work on a few things before the apocalypse comes. As you all know by now the media has informed us that “the end is nigh”. So, I have been busy catching up with a few soul absolving tasks. Isn't it funny? But since, the “Market Meltdown” and the 'Presidential debates' saying my prayers and cleaning out the basement for a bomb shelter seem vitally important. It only seems like a few days ago when the American people exerted some political opinion and expressed angst to the houses of Congress and Senate about the bailout and how it was rewarding the people who'd broken the economy. Oh, how foolish we were believing in Democracy. We had no understanding of how bent the universe is! For the money market gods of Mammon looked down from Wall street and they were angry. In a mighty tantrum they tore down the temple and plunged the numbers into the toilet. For we were doubting that they had done the right thing? We were questioning their motives? Didn't we understand that it wasn't the people running these companies who'd done something wrong? No, it was the E.S.S. (Evil European Scientists) who had played the Large Hadron Collider RAP (song) so loud that it had torn a hole in the financial space time credit continuum of the global economy with their hip-hop. Allowing a Recessional Black hole to connect to our universe and suck out the value of everything as we know it. This is what had caused Main street to wink out. The people to be swept away... Leaving only these brave Captains of Industry to sail upon the sea of paltry billions (we had given them) so they may create the world in their image anew. Give me a break...hang the bastards!
Please, take the time and hug yourself. I offer a few songs and things to reassure you. Keep your chin up and your smile wide. Put on some lipstick and make yourself feel like a billion Dollars! The world is not over. Miss ya Love Andrew Dark.
A Dark Painting:
Unger Report:Making the most of a bad bussiness (Radio humor)
But I like Palin! This guy would be a wonderful VP (Classic Python)
Give me a call on the Banana phone: (Song)
