Fuck, Shit, Hell

My friend Ken died over the weekend. He was the guru of all things health benefits at our joint. Lots of fun, a good soul. We were the same age, his birthday the 22nd, mine's the 23rd. His cancer had been in remission, his prognosis was great, until the mets. All kinds of fucking mets. Showed up on his last PET scan. People have been walking around work looking lost since we were told he'd not be able to come back to work. Fuck, Shit, Hell, Damn.

This was kind of cool

I have found Lama Surya Das to be insightful and pithy as hell.



Interview with Lama Surya Das

Insight From Bosco the Wonder Dog

You rong. You rexperiencink pain cos sara palin has her razor sharp rodent teef sunk in you leg. Her want to stop you from ebber gedding married n stuff. She say she reed yor blog and you an arab. She say she reed yor blog and you pal around wif nutjobs. She say you not even a reel amarican. chomp chomp. pain. see?

yor frend,

Bosco!

Dear Bosco,
To quote my dear Sharkbutt, you make a rinteresting point and are scary kind of right. He calls her Sarah Pale-end. I think she needs to get a grip and it needs to be a grip off of my leg and out of my damn pocket.
Thanks,
Sheena Sharkbutts foodchik.