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B 52 strike. Daisy cutters, preferably. The gridlock began to happen immediately when the first stop light went in, so the 'volume' argument is bullshit. There's not a single business in those three towns worth saving. As a bonus, Washington's meth problem would be cut down by half in the process. That stretch of Hwy 2 is such a great place to pick up an unsupervised teen, though. WTF? Two words: SHIT HOLES Recommendation: Aerial removal

ARGUMENT FAIL (no suprise there given the source): Equal protection under the 14th Amendment. The 'raising your children' argument is not only a bigot's haven, it's idiotic on its face. The very same argument was used stridently to justify interracial marriage bans prior to the Civil Rights Act. Furthermore, allowing gay marriage in no way prohibits parents from attempting to handicap their unfortunate progeny with a pointless need to force others down to their level of ignorance. It's not just a good idea. It's the law.

Collect: Kittens Buckets Water Combine.

eva cassidy, carrie underwood, flaming lips, kaskade, along with my other 96 pandora stations....

It's the 4th state to do so. Many other states, including our own, allow same sex civil unions with various subsets of rights allowed to married couples. A good friend just went in for open heart surgery yesterday. If Washington did not have a civil unions law protecting his partner's right for visitation, he might have to go through such a traumatic experience alone. Laws banning gay marriage (with full rights afforded to hetero couples) are cruel. They are supported by a rabid minority who simply doesn't give a damn about anyone who isn't brain dead or emotionally childish enough to subscribe to their ridiculous cults. A civilized society should walk confidently into the 21st century and tell these psychotic control freaks to go fuck themselves. Vermonters are sho ghey

Lettuce (green deer tongue, oaky red splash, sucrine), spinach (olympia), arugula (rocket, rustic), cilantro, scarlet runner beans, chard (bright lights), kale (siberian), radishes (cherry belle). Sorel and asparagus are coming up. Putting in the strawberries and a root crop bed in soon...gotta get some sand.

Unfortunately that painted a regrettable picture. The donut shop is medium quality but prices are low. If you want a real donut, you must go to Vietnamese people.

Did you drop it off at the donut shop?

Can't do it, even for a donut. Total boycott. And I'd sell your mother into white slavery for a stale maple bar.

The little diner in downtown Skykomish is a cool joint. Home cooking in an old timey setting. Lotsa folks sayin' stuff like 'yup' and 'nope'. It was a real easy place to hold up. The hippie store on Hwy2 at the Sky turnoff has a good selection, too.

A billion dollar hammer for a penny nail. It's the American way. Er...was the American way. We can't afford a fucking pair of aviator glasses without putting it on the credit card anymore.

There's nothing about the pleasant little hamlets of Sultan, Startup, and Goldbar that a good B-52 strike couldn't improve. After they put in the first stoplight, I never stopped at any of those little shitstreaks for anything ever again. Why should I? I'm not in the market for meth. Skykomish still gets my biz, though.

We should be worried about these guys, too: Amateur rocket reaches space - Yawn -

Winter kills, deadfall and weeds removed and composted. Finished compost spread. Grass mowed and fertilized. Raised beds tilled, fertilized, and planted with veggies. Fresh salads in 5 weeks. Bitches.

I couldn't find an emoticon or .gif ghey enough for your birthday card, so all i have is the smell of the Bhopal killing fog that burst forth from my no longer drum tight bowels when I thought of you being born.

April's close enough. That's the Zen version.

If He's the God of Everything, then He's the God of Spring Fucking. Amen.

Praise Jebus.

Well, a DO hope to have one pseudo hipster and one hottie attending to each other in such a manner shortly. After all, it is Spring. Finally.

One friend of mine holds forth that Jesus was the illegitimate son of a transient; perhaps a Roman soldier. He became a magician (a common form of entertainment at the time), a profession which usually requires supplimenting one's income with job by job work, such as carpentry. A strong sense of politics and philosophy leaked into his act over time. Eventually, he remodeled himself into a sort of guru or shaman figure. the rest is history...of a sort. Some of his miracles could have easily sprouted from simple magic acts, enhanced by his wise man status. His resurrection, however, given the complete disagreement and lack of mention in the various gospels, is probably an post-humous fabrication, as was his divinity. Its not uncommon for a flock to embue a divine connection to its shepard. THe man was probably crucified when his act began to get old, as all acts must. Critics were harsher back then.

Two mongoloids fighting over a poo smear

The only thing that would make life better right now would be to get rid of the last few bacterial colonists in my lungs. Other than that, I'm not sure I've ever had a better time of it.

I had to evict the Norwegian squatters in my compost pile a couple of seasons back in the same manner, but didn't enjoy the sport nearly as much as my partner Bioweapon Ben. Real men kill with shovels.

Posts like this are one reason why I love this site.

liberals protect stupid people, they are getting in the way of evolution... If you've seen the movie Idiocracy, you'd know that Pink is right.