Morning Roundup Whilst the Kids Take The Middle Ages Test
BigHo has a nice piece about the nature of this war and our enemies.
Kilgore Trout has a funny piece about commercials. I just wish he would have mocked a Kubota commercial. Smallholder's family IS a John Deere family. Allegiances to farm equipment companies run deep; the only acceptable ball caps in my family are John Deere, F/S Seeds, or the Extension Agency. If you go to cattle auctions, you would notice that guys tend to cluster together with other guys wearing the same equipment hats. If I were ever to buy a tractor, it would be hard to resist the pull of the green and gold. Of course, I farm the 19th century way: with my own two hands and a shovel.
And because I would jump off a bridge if my boys did, here's my profile.
Furthermore, I would like to apologize to Rob for the breech of parliamentary decorum. I should have been more Churchillian: "The right honorable gentleman from Hollywood is too smart to buy the protectionist argument and we are not so dull as to believe otherwise."
One suggestion for the Maximum Leader (If I might be so bold, your supreme potentness): I would prefer to have a patron goddess rather than a full on sex goddess. Should we not show a bit more decorum as we enter our mid-thirties? Besides, if JLH were ever to google herself and come across this blog, she might be more inclined to write you if you were a bit more respectful.
When it comes to the green-eyed monster, I guess the Minister of Propaganda has exercised (exorcised?) the better part of valor by not telling our supreme leader about those after-wrap back rubs. Best keep that to yourself, Rob.
Since everyone seems to be working on interesting tag lines (and who wouldn't want to emulate the Maximum Leader and Foreign Minister), I'll be trying some out on a rotating basis. Feel free to provide feedback and suggestions.
Trifle not with a farmer with a shovel. You will compost nicely.
Kilgore Trout has a funny piece about commercials. I just wish he would have mocked a Kubota commercial. Smallholder's family IS a John Deere family. Allegiances to farm equipment companies run deep; the only acceptable ball caps in my family are John Deere, F/S Seeds, or the Extension Agency. If you go to cattle auctions, you would notice that guys tend to cluster together with other guys wearing the same equipment hats. If I were ever to buy a tractor, it would be hard to resist the pull of the green and gold. Of course, I farm the 19th century way: with my own two hands and a shovel.
And because I would jump off a bridge if my boys did, here's my profile.
Furthermore, I would like to apologize to Rob for the breech of parliamentary decorum. I should have been more Churchillian: "The right honorable gentleman from Hollywood is too smart to buy the protectionist argument and we are not so dull as to believe otherwise."
One suggestion for the Maximum Leader (If I might be so bold, your supreme potentness): I would prefer to have a patron goddess rather than a full on sex goddess. Should we not show a bit more decorum as we enter our mid-thirties? Besides, if JLH were ever to google herself and come across this blog, she might be more inclined to write you if you were a bit more respectful.
When it comes to the green-eyed monster, I guess the Minister of Propaganda has exercised (exorcised?) the better part of valor by not telling our supreme leader about those after-wrap back rubs. Best keep that to yourself, Rob.
Since everyone seems to be working on interesting tag lines (and who wouldn't want to emulate the Maximum Leader and Foreign Minister), I'll be trying some out on a rotating basis. Feel free to provide feedback and suggestions.
Trifle not with a farmer with a shovel. You will compost nicely.
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