It’s over!
Apparently I’ve started something of a flame-war (albeit a lame one) over in comments at my other co-blog, Minimum Safe Distance.
That would be my first flame-war ever. Do I have to move back into my parent’s basement while developing a obsessive love of Star Trek?
I think Kmart was the first to see me in my natural form when reacting to the lies, half truths, misleads, and out and out bullshit of not-my-president.
I was jumping out of my seat at each lie, yelling at the television, giving it the finger, and then pretending to dropkick the chimp-in-chief. At some points I was nearly vomitous with rage.
It brought my anger down to have Kmart laugh at me each time I exploded, so by the end of the debate, I was pretty calm.
(By the way, I’m trying to googlebomb Kmart, so every time I type “Kmart” I’m going to link it to Kmart’s blog.)
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