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“Writers are the lunatic fringe of publishing.” — Judith Rossner
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OH, DEER
So the Deer Task Force has come to the earth-shattering conclusion that there are too many of the ruminants scampering around this town.
The task force’s solution? Cut down on the deer population.
Oh.
“What?”
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Problem is, whaddya gonna do ?
Spike their food with contraceptives?
Blow the little buggers away?
Some locals are sitting around their living rooms, aligning the sights on their hunting rifles, salivating over the possibility. Only the Bloomington City Council doesn’t seem likely to okay such a drastic solution. And Mayor Mark Kruzan has said he’ll veto any such statute the Council sends him.
So put your shootin’ irons away, boys.
Now then, what do we do about all these deer traipsing around on Covenanter Drive?
The Task Force says the vast majority of folks in Bloomington support public education as the preferred method to tackle the….
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Oh, sorry. I fell asleep.
Guess what kids — we’re stuck back in the same place we were when the Deer Task Force was organized.
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SEX PAYS
How cool is this?
The 5o Shades franchise has sold more than 60 million copies of the housewife porn trilogy, making the folks who run Random House happy.
Big cheese Markus Dohle made the orgasmic pronouncement and since he’s the CEO of the whole worldwide shebang which employs a shade more than 5000 wage slaves, that bit of in-house largesse translates to something on the order of $25MM.
Yow!
Here’s hoping author EL James signed herself a fair deal before her Mommy Smut hit it big.
I thumbed through “Fifty Shades of Grey” the other day. You’ve heard of the book, no doubt.
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Number one on the New York Times Best Seller list, viral marketing phenomenon, has sold more than 10M copies, gave birth to the newly-coined genre “mommy porn.”
Here’s the bad news: don’t get your panties in a bunch over it. The sex scenes are as tepid as anything in any cheap, bodice-ripping romance novel you can get in a grocery store.
Swear to god, the author, some previously anonymous keyboard banger named E.L. James, refers to men’s junk as their “manhood” and even once, when describing a scene wherein the heroine unzips a man’s fly, refers to what pops out as simply, “him.”
Oh, the sizzlingness of it all!
James, Author of Th… Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z…, Oh, Sorry
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So, if “50…” isn’t good for the sex then it’s good for nothing. Save your dough.
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RIGHT-SIZING AMERICA
Meg Whitman lost her bid to win the California governor’s race in 2010.
As you know, she was the big boss over at eBay at the time and now she runs Hewlett-Packard. She ran, as all business big shots do, as a candidate who knows how to run a corporation. California voters didn’t buy it; they elected retread Jerry Brown instead.
Whitman Knows Business
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Whitman yesterday announced that H-P will commence the biggest lay-off in its long history. Some 27,000 poor saps are going to lose their jobs. Whitman told reporters that the lay-offs won’t be easy but “they’re absolutely critical for the long-term health of the company.”
Which puzzles me. Weren’t the 27,000 part of “the company”? Looks like their long-term health prospects are awfully dicey right about now.
A couple of guys named Hewlett and Packard, natch, started the biz in a garage back in 1939. The two were worth a tad more than $500 at the time.
Hewlett-Packard World Headquarters, 1939
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By the turn of the century, H-P had become a multinational corporation, ranked in the top ten in the Fortune 500, and shelling out billions to take over competitors and vendors.
Hewlett and Packard ran the joint until they were doddering old men in the 80s and 90s. Since 2000, H-P has had a total of six CEOs.
You know, the type of folks we ought to be voting for because they know how to run corporations.
H-P hasn’t been doing well of late. Fewer people are buying its computers and those in the know say the outfit isn’t being run properly.
Naturally, the rank and file will suffer because those at the top have done a lousy job.
But, you know, we ought to vote for people because they’d run big companies.
See, when they get into office and times become tight, they know how just what to do. They can lay off a few million citizens.
Mitt Would Know Just What To Do
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THE STEROIDAL EX-PATRIOT
I pride myself on being a contrarian. If I could, I’d stop breathing because, you know, that’s what everybody else does.
Anyway, many of my fellow literates would sneer at me because I believe that Gertrude Stein was a fraud.
You know her: “Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose.” Sheesh.
Stein was part of a famously terrifying lesbian couple, the other half of which was Alice B. Toklas, who was responsible for the pair’s only real contribution to world culture, her hash-laden brownies (the recipe for which she stole, BTW.)
The Happy Couple
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Anyway, Mental Floss has a fabulous quiz that truly puts old Gert into perspective. MF collects 11 different quotations from either Stein’s “writings” or Jose Canseco’s Tweets.
Remember Jose Canseco? Lunkheaded major league baseball player who loaded up on steroids and went out with bimbos even more brainless than he was? Canseco was chasing down a fly ball in the outfield once, he missed it, the ball clunked off his head, and bounced into the stands for a home run. You know, that Jose Canseco.
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The Mental Floss quiz challenges you to determine who’s responsible for each quotation. I took the quiz. I swear on a stack of Bibles I could not tell who said what. Try it yourself.
