Tuesday, September 30, 2008

where are we going, and why am I in this handbasket?

Well, things seem fairly dire at this point, so in that greatest of all American traditions, I've decided to just not think about it. I mean, I lay awake last night in a complete cold sweat thinking about global financial meltdown and was all panicked and upset...so at about 4 am, I got up and played with my dogs and decided to watch a DVD collection of Warner Bros. cartoons that a friend of mine gave me. I felt much better. Everyone else seems to have some kind of plan -- Henry Paulson, Newt Gingrich, innumerable bloggers -- mine is, as of right now, to eat chocolate pudding and play with my dogs. I believe that Congress should buy everyone a pony. It would improve the fundamentals of the livestock/equine breeding market, and the nation's hay-baling equipment manufacturers. Also, the construction industry -- we're all going to need barns. It's no stupider than other stuff I've heard in the last 72 hours.


Kathryn said...

We're putting our faith in backyard chickens and subsistence farming. That is, if Big Chicken doesn't crush the hopes and dreams of the local chicken owner and change our muni laws. Viva el Pollo!

tacitly complicit said...

I want chickens SO MUCH. Can you believe that there is a city ordinance against having them in the city limits of Perry? *Perry*? Seriously, what kind of screwed up is it that we might move back to Lawrence from Perry so we can keep chickens??? On the other hand, we have ridiculously awesome soil. I think we might be able to grow bananas, if we put our minds to it (and construct a greenhouse).

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