Vanity of Humanity

I don't think I'm supposed mention that today is "blog action day" and that that is the reason for my post. You're supposed to just come to the blog formerly known as Low Rollin' for your daily stimulation, and have an activist seed planted in your mind heart. The topic for today's blog action is the environment. Blogs of all stripes are encouraged to write about anything to do with the environment. Of course, the instigators of Blog Action Day surely assume that the usual drivel about "saving the Earth" and whatnot will be written about. You know, a continuation of the slow drip, drip, drip indoctrination of the whacko, lame-brained environmentalist chicken-littles.

That's not how I roll.

So, the former Vice President and Biggest LOSER of the 2000 election had to do something with his life, so he decided to take some boring slide-show about the horrors of fossil fuels and and CFC's on the road. At some point, a documentary film-maker made a movie out of said boring slide show. Boring slide show made into documentary eventually made it to theaters and was the toast of the intellectual elite and Democrat Party fund-raisers. It won trophies at Cannes and the Academy Awards. No surprises there.

Then (and this is really no surprise either), boring slide show presenter was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, sharing it with some "United Nations committee on the global warming crisis." No surprise, really, since the Nobel committee has pretty much cemented their legacy of "Peace Prizes" by awarding them to people like Yassar Arafat and Jimmy Carter. Who next? A post mortem prize to Che Guevara? What a joke. Thankfully, there are some smarter people out there, un-willing to drink the Kool-Aid of the moonbat Left.

So to do my little part on the subject of the environment, I make a pledge to you, dear reader. Starting today, until the 2008 Nobel Peace Prize is awarded, I will not recycle a damn thing in my household. Mind you, I did it voluntarily. I had a box in the garage where all the newspapers, magazines, various cardboard boxes, etc. were collected, then I dutifully trudged them down to the local recycling drop-off. Heck, there were even times when there was a plastic bottle or two that went along for the ride.

No more, my friends.

It all goes in the trash can, straight to the landfill.

Happy Blog Action day to you.

Warmest Regards,
AxeMan

*Update*
Today was trash day at Casa d'Axe. You know what that meant:


The word for today is: Liberating

Shuffle This

This post brought to you by Scribefire: my first one with this Firefox plugin that allows blogging right from inside the browser. I've been using Firefox for quite a long time now, and I'd go in spurts of customizing it with all of the add-ons available for it, so many thanks to a post a few weeks ago that sent me on my recent tear of getting up to speed with all of the geeky cool web 2.0 stuff out there.

At some point (while, surely, trying to get Twitter to do something else cool), I hit shuffle on the ipod and tapped out the first 20 songs that came up, then looked up the lyrics, as the meme demands.

Without further adieu:

1. It's an alliance... It's another lie... I'd say Fall in love tonight Even if my eyes Even though sometime I'm burning out tonight

2. If you've ever known love, If you've ever known peace, If you've ever known joy Make sure that you are on time

3. Crashed out of the market, out on the floor, Washed up on the shore
Bombed out of the City, out of the door

4. Yeah yeah Rat-tailed Jimmy he's a second hand hood Deals out in Hollywood Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames Traded for some powdered goods

5. She packed my bags last night pre-flight Zero hour nine a.m. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then

6. Lying beside you, here in the dark Feeling your heart beat with mine Softly you whisper, you're so sincere

7. I've called you so many times today And I guess it's all true what your girl-friends say That you don't ever want to see me again And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten

8. It's so f%*&@#g hot in here, but the devil doesn't care. The front row will be dripping wet, but satan won't even break a sweat.

9. I wanna run I want to hide I wanna tear down the walls That hold me inside
I wanna reach out And touch the flame

10. I've been hurt, hurt, hurt. Yes, I've been hurt. I've been hurt, like I've never been hurt before

11. Last night. No way I was gonna be left hungry. Then your daddy caught me sneakin out your bed. It's just a game i play, it's just I roll that way

12. I used to love her, but I had to kill her I used to love her, but I had to kill her I had to put her Six feet under And I can still hear her complain

13. I'm gonna kick 'em out. Well I feel pretty good. And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby

14. By the last breath of the four winds blow Better raise your ears The sound of hooves knocks at your door Lock up your wife and children now

15. Step off the train all alone at dawn Back into the hole where I was born The sun in the sky never raised an eye to me

16. She's got a smile that it seems to me, Reminds me of childhood memories

17. Instrumental (Jeff Beck - the Pump)

18. Ohh-ahh! Ooh, woman and a woman, now the silly games you play, yeah
Wow! Dealin' with your troubles drove me away-eyay yeah
Yeah!

19. I woke up to the angels Singin' in my head You look so good naked next to me
The angel in my be

20. Three is a magic number yea it is, it's a magic number Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity You'll get three As a magic number

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