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Satire Saunters into the Reader! A word on Walter Mencken’s February 24 installment of “S.D. on the Q.T.”
Whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop! A wiseguy, huh?— March 22, 2010 11:16 a.m.
Satire Saunters into the Reader! A word on Walter Mencken’s February 24 installment of “S.D. on the Q.T.”
I’m sure this reflects poorly on my intellect, but my appetite for immediate gratification is insatiable, and the superficial trimmings of humor are the ones I savor the most. Truth be told, SD, I don’t have anything against harbor seals, or animals in general; the animals we use for food, as all of life, should be treated with respect and dignity. I just think those “particular” harbor seals have loitered in La Jolla long enough, and they should find somewhere else to congregate. The Pool was deeded to the children. I know, marine mammals were included, but I think a safe place for human children to play is more important than a sanctuary for harbor seals, that’s all. And what are you doing awake so early, anyway? I foolishly drank a jumbo energy drink this evening. What’s your excuse?— March 22, 2010 4:01 a.m.
Satire Saunters into the Reader! A word on Walter Mencken’s February 24 installment of “S.D. on the Q.T.”
Great essay, SD. But, Frankly, I found Mencken’s, “Forbes Magazine Names San Diego ‘America’s Ninth Largest City,’” much funnier than, “Policeman Poet Vows to Kick Some Ass.” But back to the subject at hand: has our society become such a pathetic assembly of trembling, hand wringing, PC crybabies that the Coronado Chief of Police feels impelled to come to our rescue and shelter our frail sensitivities from the wickedness of satire? Probably. Oh, and, Coronado? Stop calling yourself an Island—you’re a peninsula. By the way, I think those freeloading harbor seals should get their fat asses out of the Children’s Pool. This is not satire. Harbor seals suck. The Vandals rule—Anarchy Burger!— March 22, 2010 1:46 a.m.
Update: Beautiful Jessie has come home! And: What we learned about lost/found animals
I'm happy that Jessie and Victoria are together again. Very nice writing, SD.— March 17, 2010 9:03 p.m.
Tundra # 8
Ha ha! I like it, antigeekess.— March 10, 2010 11:24 p.m.
Goodbye, Chelsea. Goodbye, Amber.
The "troll." You guys are killing me.— March 10, 2010 4:57 p.m.
Goodbye, Chelsea. Goodbye, Amber.
Good advice, SD. Is Pete gone for good or just temporarily suspended? There has to be an antagonist in the mix. Someone to stir up the pot, right?— March 10, 2010 1:25 p.m.
Goodbye, Chelsea. Goodbye, Amber.
I've only been blogging regularly for a few months. I'm still unfamiliar with everybody's public idiosyncrasies, even my own. So, #*@%&$ off, you &*^#@s! Just kidding.— March 10, 2010 11:44 a.m.
Goodbye, Chelsea. Goodbye, Amber.
I did. thanks for the encouragement, CF, SD, AG, and Pete. Why'd he get removed, anyway?— March 10, 2010 2:24 a.m.
the mighty Tundra
Nice picture,nan. If only they "had" worn gloves, Tundra and Mushroom would would have been better off.— March 4, 2010 9:58 p.m.