Okay, this has to be something catchy. "An irreverent, slightly skewed look at the sociopolitical..." No, too bookish. How about... "The missives and musings of a thirty-something Canuck who..." No, too much like an online dating profile. Man, this is a lot of crap. Think. Think. Why do I even bother with this? I hope I don't run out of friggin' spa
New posts coming next week. But I'm going to need a bit of help priming the pump. Titles. I need about five kickass post titles to get going. So gimme. Pretend it's a contest. Pretend you're a fluffer. Pretend you care.
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Fun with dimethylsuphoxide!
Here are some suggestions that may be acceptable.
1. Harper diss's Village People! In Tuktoyuktuk!
2. Stephen Lewis, a Liberal Leadership shoe-in!
3. AIDS leadership from South Africa, lemons and ginger root for all.
4. Truth, Justice and The Jihadist Way!! A PC tagline for new Superman movie.
5. CBC cancelled DaVinci for Northern Town and What It's like Being Alone? WTF!
Just trying to help Havril.
I have enough trouble comming up with my own stuff, if I give you anything, it's gonna cost you. I like Gozogeek's point number 2, only in our dreams, he's too nice for politics, he tried it before.
I just made these up... they make no sense but here you go :-)
1. Ha Stands for Hate, Harassment and Harper
2. Ha Stands for Harmony and Havril
3. Do NOT read this Please
4. Incest
5. Why I Hate Geeks
6. What if Harper had AIDS?
7. What if God was a Blogger?
8. To Kill or not to Kill a Mockingbird
And in they pour! Consider me fluffed. Maybe I should have asked for some random sentences. Then I could just throw in the odd conjunction (which, from watching Schoolhouse Rock, I know is a part of a train), and (there's one) my posts would write themselves. Shit, I could extend this to my work. You guys do legal pleadings?
sentences, ok, i'll pick up on that one.
why did harper cross the road?
one day harper was on the phone to heaven...
havril heard a knock at his door, he opened it and there stood stephen harper.
havril's speech running for prime minister: my fellow canadians....
it was a dark and stormy night. peter mackay pulled up the collar of his raincoat and caught a glimpse of belinda stronach. he wondered if he should go over and talk to his ex, maybe taking the cold and rain would be easier. yet something nagged at his loins.
HAVRIL!!!!! get on with it! (did that sound like your mother talking?)
Awww, geez. Do I hafta? My shows are on!
How about:
1. This Taxi is Going Straight to Hell
2. Tom Cruise Stole My Dentures
3. Is That My Head Bobbing in the Watercooler?
4. Is that a Fly in Your Mug or Are You Just Happy to See Me?
5. Carrot Cake Ruined My Life.
imperialbiscuit... Thanks. Those are not half bad titles, and even better t-shirt slogans. Okay, I think I have enough to work with. By my watch, it's still 'next week', so I still might be able to salvage some sort of deadline credibility if I post something by Sunday. But then, there are a few unopened beer in my fridge, and that Smurf-fetish porn isn't going to just watch itself. So we'll have to see...
havril! i'm not even going to bother checking in here anymore. i'll tell alison it's her duty and to let me know when you've finished watching 'leave it to beaver'.
tell ya what, scout... i'll drop you a line when there's something new to see here. please don't ground me.
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