I’ve written at least once a month since September 2010. I know I was busy in 2010 with a campaign, but I have no excuse for missing a month now.
I know exactly why I might have missed a month if I hadn’t written this. I know why nothing is boiling over for me to write about, I’m sick of partisan politics. I’m not even getting upset at the hypocrites who could always get my goat enough to write one thing.
For example, Pat Garofalo has become more of a swearword than a goofy and arrogant twitter feed to follow and make fun of. I recently called him a dumbass on Twitter. If you know me, you know that is about the most vulgar I get. Instead of laughing at him (not with him) I feel more like Red Foreman on that 70’s Show and would rather kick him in the ass so hard his nose will bleed.
Well this is a post, so I’ve met my once a month post quota.
I’ll be at the DFL Convention this weekend. I’m sure I’ll get at least one post out of that, so I should be good for a couple months now.
So in the immortal words of Red Foreman: “Good night, sleep tight, and don’t let the bedbugs put their foot in your ass.”