One of these blogs is Thoughtviper. Bill the Splut doesn't know I'm watching him, but he tickles me. He rants. He talks goo-goo talk at his cats. He is hilarious and often embarrassing to sympathize with.
I adore it. It's so I-can-hang-out-with-able. And he's a constant source of random, wonderful links to things entertaining and stupid on the Internet.
I went googling for him, remembering only the name of his older, white cat (Kill Kill) and that he had "Thought" as part of his blog title. Believe it or not, and in spite of whatever lists I got myself on by googling +"kill kill" +thought +blog, I found it again.
I'm not remotely caught up. Oh well. More for me to rediscover. He posted this delightful tidbit and I think you'll get a giggle from it.
This quote had me laughing out loud and annoying Pat while he works on his lesson plan:
To be honest, it's not like I'm a brave man. I'm not. At all. It just, well, it doesn't take that much strength of will not to be scared. Who the hell am I supposed to be scared of? Joseph Padilla, dirty bomber who didn't actually know how to build a bomb, had no allies or supplies, and against whom the government case is so weak they're now shuffling him from court to court to avoid the public embarassment of a trial? The fuckwits who were going to take down the Brooklyn Bridge with blowtorches? Richard Reid, the Zeppo of suicide bombers? The great Canadian plot that had organized over the internet, was penetrated by the Mounties on day one, and we were told had a TRUCK FULL OF EXPLOSIVES ... which they had bought from the Mounties in a sting operation but hey let's skip right over that. Or how about the "compound" of Christian cultists in Florida who were planning on blowing up the Sears Tower with ... kung fu?