Wednesday, August 28, 2013

The Bachelor is against the proposed strikes against Syria, mainly because it will effectively preclude helping Turkey, Jordan, Lebanon, etc., with the absorption of refugees, or addressing the problem of misplaced persons within Syria.  And just when I as the Mentor wrote this, Flaileef burst through the front door to proclaim that that is just not good enough.  How foolish would we ever be to believe he'd give us credit for taking a stance similar to his, we told him, and he went right back out the door again.

The Heir opened a letter from his dealership thanking him for choosing their place to take his car in for service, and offered to buy his car from him when he's "ready" to let go of it.  Looks like the Responsibility Age is still alive and well, and trying to interfere with the Heir's plans to get that analog radio in his present car, with classy reminiscent faceplates.  They must have known about it, and it can't be a coincidence.  The Heir has seen how ghastly today's new cars are, as they don't mind shoving down his throat a tabletized dash that is just as potentially lemony and Frinkian as that one high tech security house on the Simpsons that rises from its foundations to run down the street to safety, and then blows up halfway there.  Well at least the real humans won't burn quite as fast in there.

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