It's an apt song for our junior senator
Oct. 20th, 2013 11:52 amWarning, disturbing images ahead...

Random flipped the over the card. "See? It's the Five of Wands, but it's not marked. I marked it and locked it in this case last night. Checked it earlier, too. It was still there. Now? Gone." He spread his hands, as if showing that he didn't have the missing deck.
"Hmm," said Flora. "It's hard to think that something is missing, just because it cleaned itself up after you vandalized it."
"Look," the young King said, sharply, "have you ever known this cabinet not to have a deck or two in it? No, because it always does. Even if we take the ones that are there. Did you think the servants were putting them back, like soap in the privies?"
"Actually, yes. That seems quite likely," replied his sister. She brushed an imaginary spec of dust from the sleeve of her long gown.
"Well, they don't. I asked." He looked to his brother. "Julian, what do you think?"
"I?" replied Prince Julian. "I think you are inquiring down the wrong branch of the family tree. This is a matter for Caine or Bleys, surely."
"Yeah. Not here. What do you think?", Random replied.
Julian stroked his beard. It was his latest affectation. "Hmm. I suppose I think that I would be interested to know what someone might do with hundreds or thousands of Trump Decks, stolen two a day for perhaps centuries."
"Again, Yeah," replied Random. "I think this is bad, but damned if I know why."
Flora fanned herself, and feigned indifference.
So Jury duty in district court today, oddly
immlass also had jury duty for the same case. She was #21 and disqualified, I was number 82. It was a rough voir dire: #80 was empaneled. I might've been, but I'm pretty glad I wasn't.
Four counts, starting with attempted capital murder, followed by sexual assault of a disabled person, aggravated sexual assault, and aggravated assault.
I don't know the circumstances of the case, but i knew we were really in for it when the defense attorney basically warned us not to be prejudiced against his client if he was tough on the victim on the stand.
Even with the ones he accepted, he needs to be careful about that.
In more exciting news, our charming defendant made the news a few months ago when he allegedly tried to hire another inmate kill his accuser for money, because, yeah, the cops won't think that's at all suspicious. Some details in the link for the morbidly curious. If proven, I would not have felt an impulse to be particularly lenient.
"What a stupid Pig you are, Pig!," replied the Chicken. "We're both INVOLVED! What we do is we each KILL our CHILDREN. Otherwise, there WOULDN'T be ENOUGH BACON for a SUSTAINABLE BUSINESS MODEL."
The Joy of Tech describes, in an eerily accurate way, the customer experience getting Free Wi-Fi at McDonalds.Spun off of some discussions on
prince_corwin's LJ, I wand to see/play/make a Jedi Missionaries story, about a pair of young Jedi going door to door on their speeder bikes spreading the good news of The Force to the unwashed masses...
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The [Third] Doctor and the Master are revealed to be two aspects of the same person -- the Master representing the “id” (instinctual needs and desires) and the Doctor the “ego” (conscious perception of and adaptation to reality). The Master ultimately perishes in an explosion which saves the lives of the Doctor and others
Two million years ago, the inhabitants of the planet Krikkit built a race of androids called the Krikkitmen to wipe out all life in the universe. They were stopped by the Time Lords, who trapped Krikkit within a temporal prison. Now, however, a group of Krikkitmen which escaped the Time Lords' sentence are trying to reassemble the components of a key which can free Krikkit -- components of which happen to resemble elements of the Earth game of cricket, itself actually a reflection of the ancient war. The Doctor and Sarah stumble upon this plot when they see the Krikkitmen steal the Ashes during a test match at Lords.Yeah. By Douglas Adams. In 1976, 6 years before LtUaE came out.