Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Gerard Butler

Well, what did you expect the title to be for my 300th post? Frank Miller?

Ah, it's Saturday. Or, for those of us that are a little more inclined to be part of cute trends, "Caturday". Now, I have a cat. Her name is Gypsy. She rolls around on the ground, plays with pieces of string... harasses my dogs... you know, basic cat stuff. I wouldn't photograph it, though. I mean... for a cat, she isn't all that remarkable, really. It's not like the world is bereft of gray striped tabbies...

You know, for my 300th post, I was hoping to be able to write about something more substantial. Maybe I should write a few lines on my Blog subscriptions... Cindy Lou. Cindy, you are funny! I wish I were as funny as you. Dyna... thanks for inviting me, and I hope you are well, always. Rev... you're all right. We need to make rubber doll molotov cocktails some place up north one of these years. Joe... Joseph... you know what? Just go for it. Stepho! Thanks for being Joe's friend. Chud... pour a forty out for Swayze for me, won't you? ESC... your cathartic rants against the myriad injustices of modern mundane life strike a chord in my soul.

You all are all right.


An Cailin said...

Congratulations! And just think, before the end of the year you'll reach 600!

Messed Up said...

300 that is nice and look at that you even have content were as i have little content at all. congrats