Neanderpundit

at least the one I just stumbled across, is the fact that you stand a chance of recognizing someone.

Now, there were always those women you EXPECTED might be doing porn on the side, but …ouch.

I figure by about four PM, I will once again look more like myself, and less like Marty Feldman.

I leave you with this bit of bigh haired 80’s nostalgia. It’s not surprising to me that “Nostalgia” means “Sickness for the past”

I would never be required, on my way to work, to scream “It’s the fast lane! GO FAST!” or “Oh, weas it my headlights as I was passing you that allowed you to finally FIND YOUR ACCELERATOR?” or even the ubiquitous “HANG UP AND DRIVE”

Alas, we do not live in a perfect world.

Comes the revolution, however, you know who I’mna be targeting first.

They’re making a Gucci Fiat.

I can now clearly hear all four of the horsemen approaching.

My dear old friend and confidant Mlle Jenny opines that attaching the term “Gucci” to “Fiat” is less appropriate than, say “Viking Funeral” I cannot but agree.