January 26, 2006

I’m assuming if one is a crack dealer, that perhaps having business cards printed up is not a good idea. I’m just sayin’.


Apparently Sylvester J. Williams from Leavenworth, KAN would disagree with me, because that’s just what the “alleged” crack dealer did. Yup. He had some business cards printed up that said, ‘For a quick hit on time call the boss’ and they depicted an alarm clock being hit by a boxing glove. How clever.


I’m pretty sure when the police called him, using one of his ‘business’ cards, and asked if they could come buy some crack and he said, “sure”, that he was not expecting to be arrested.


How can people be so fucking dumb? Oh wait, maybe he was on crack as well as selling it. Geez.

Okay, so it’s the day after Wednesday and that means………come on now, say it with me………It’s Half Nekkid Thursday!


Do you know how hard it is to take a picture of your own ass? It ain’t easy lemme tell ya. I had to dig out the tripod for this one. I attempted to get a shot just by trying to somehow point the camera behind me but I kept getting a chunk of my thigh or the bedroom wall with a sliver of denium in it or just my butt crack. Wasn’t pretty. Plus I opened my blinds to get a certain effect in the background with the sunlight coming in and well, I think the old battleaxe that lives next door got an eye full (I took off my shirt, so great, Granny Go Drive Off A Cliff has now seen my bra). I’m quite sure she thinks I’m not quite all there but hey, the feeling’s mutual. So anyhoo, there’s my ass. Whoop-de-do. Have a super day.