Guest comic by my dog.
This is a comic and I mean it
FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS! Not mine. They’re weird and convincing.
Married dinnertime talk.
I know it’s dangerous to post anything anti-cat on the net…. But I’m just a dog person. Back, you Toxoplasmoid zombies, back! *Squirtbottle*
Today marks one year of the Occupy movement. I live and work in downtown Los Angeles, and got used to seeing the tent city on my morning commute for months. The air around the city hall plaza was a little electric. Force pushing back. Planning. Movement.
I miss them.
Attention is the new world currency. Everyone is trying to get yours, or keep yours away from what they are doing. All of my respect goes to those who will point out the things worthy of investing our precious attention in.
Lots of folks, even my own peers roll their eyes and say that Occupy did nothing. But the fact that we now have the idea of “The 1%” and “Occupy” shows that they got our attention and directed it towards an Injustice that desperately needed a group of folks to call it out. That’s a sound investment.
Friday.
If I’m going to make a habit of being this sassy, I also need to be very fast.
Works for me.
Am I the only one to make this association?
Gearfully yours,
kelly
I like to give street folk a fair shake. But this fellow RUINED IT FOR EVERYONE.
