Lou is going Rob on us.
Nope. Rob vanishes without telling anyone... for months. I think he is holed up in a cave somewhere in western Mass, with a satellite dish popping up for an hour each night to send posts to Calculated Risk. Doom approaches.
I'm not sure of exactly what we're waiting for, but once it gets here, I doubt we're gonna like it much.But, the cash is on the sidelines, the survival garden is in, the doomstead is stocked...nothing to do but pop some popcorn and read blogs...
Never saw the movie, but the Ralph Steadman line drawings provided many hours of priceless entertainment in college.
Rob's tusks were fashioned into piano keys.
Everywhere is bat country now.http://brucekrasting.blogspot.com/2010/06/social-security-at-mid-year.htmlEnjoy.
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