Da....Bears
Let's just say that the winner will be a certain team, from a certain Midwestern town, that starts with a "C," ends with an "O" and in the middle is "hicag."
Amen, Brothers, Amen.
'Cause I Spit Hot Fire
Let's just say that the winner will be a certain team, from a certain Midwestern town, that starts with a "C," ends with an "O" and in the middle is "hicag."
Amen, Brothers, Amen.
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Perusing Facebook today, I took a foray down a weird and wild path into the Realm of the Republicans. On the Oregon Federation of College Republicans' page (motto:"We share common Republican values, endure crazy liberal professors on a day to day basis, support our president, and know how to have fun!"), I was amused to see that one of their related groups is "I'd feel safer if I could bring my gun to class."
It certainly would make me more comfortable if I was in a lecture hall and saw the butt of a 9mm peeking out from the bag of the guy next to me. But hey, that's just me- I also hope that my last words will be "From my cold, dead hands."
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Labels: Charlton Heston, Facebook, guns, Oregon, republicans

On my road trip down to Santa Cruz and LA, I ran into a flock (gaggle?) of elephant seals next to Highway 1. It must've been mating season because the bulls were trumpeting and smashing into each other, while the women lay about, disinterested (just like people!). Lest you think this is not an incredible sight, keep in mind that the bulls are typically 18 feet long, 5000 pounds of pure blubber, and can attain a higher speed on sand than most humans. Picture a truckload of Jello Jigglers.
In other news, if you have yet to check it out, you definitely need to watch the "I have a crush on Obama" video. If anyone knows where I can get some of them "Obama" booty shorts, let me know.
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Labels: elephant seals, mating season, Obama, politics, road trip