I haven't picked up my needles since I finished the voodoo doll. Between housework, car stuff and and getting ready for out of town visitors, I just haven't had time to work on my projects. I may as well have been knitting, because little did I know I was preparing to kick it with the forces of evil. Please close your browser window if you don't want to read about The Politics.

The out of town visitors were born again. And Ann Coulter fans. Also, I think they voted for Bush. Both times. I believe I have pissed off that vengeful god I've read about. I only used that voodoo doll once! I swear! I would like to point out that these visitors are a friend of Monkey King's from his childhood and said friend's wife, not anyone I, personally, know.

As a gay loving, social program supporting, pro-choice, anti-war, BIGFATDEMOCRAT, being told that "the blacks vote Democrat for the welfare," is, uh, NOT the way I like to start the evening. Please know that Monkey King and I jumped all over THAT the instant we recovered from our shock that those words had actually been spoken.

So the night wore on. We took them out for Korean food. They couldn't eat with chopsticks. Anything spicy was out for the wife. They were confused by, well, pretty much everything on the table. Then we took them to Georgetown. I guess I was in the ladies room somewhere when M.K.'s friend suggested that I be given a copy of some religious book to help set me on the right path. Uh huh. (Side note: Yesterday in the Target parking lot, someone had thoughtfully tucked a copy of Jack Chick's tract, This Was Your Life under my car door handle. Coincidence? I think not!)

Y'all, that was just one night. Thankfully, they decided to do the rest of their sightseeing alone. I guess being guided around liberal minorities all day didn't sit well with them. *She said snottily.*

Anyway, that's my update/rant. I wish I had a cat so I could put up a better picture of an animal doing something actually cute, instead of Murder Fish doing something stupid. Oh well. Here he is.

"Shit bitch, you is fine! You must be tired, cuz you've been running through my mind ALL NIGHT. I lost my number, can I have yours? Uh, are those space pants? Cuz your ass is out of this world! Boy, you sure are quiet."