Posted on February 19, 2011 | By TheEnabler | 1 Comment
If one wants to drink as much as I do, you have to have lots of reasons to drink. Here are two:
First – Shock and Dismay.
Does the Secret Service not even pay attention? First off, with that whatever hat thing headgear and the cheesy growth of beard, Ashton Kutcher is clearly a candidate for Islamo-Terrorism. And even if not (And I do not care what you think of Bush – I was not a big fan) it is ASHTON KUTCHER! No President, not Bush, not Obama, heck, not even Jimmy Carter should be subjected to being in the same room and certainly not in such close proximity to Ashton Kutcher! It should be a shoot on sight order. Little CIA Predator drones should be circling Hollywood and the Sundance Film Festival waiting for a reasonable shot with a Hellfire missile. If there is some collateral damage, it is worth it. This assault on civilization is why I drink.
For full editorial disclosure, I have hated Ashton Kutcher ever since I was suckered in to paying money to see “Dude, Where’s My Car?” (can’t believe I just admitted that)
Another reason to drink, the delightful irony of life at times:
I think the headline and the story tell it all:
Rooster stabs man to death at cockfight
A man attending an illegal cockfight in central California died after being stabbed in the leg by a bird that had a knife attached to its own limb.
Jose Luis Ochoa, 35, was declared dead at a hospital about two hours after he was injured on 30 January, the Kern County coroner said. An autopsy concluded that Mr Ochoa died of an accidental “sharp force injury” to his right calf.
“I have never seen this type of incident,” Sergeant Martin King, a 24-year veteran of the sheriff’s department, told The Bakersfield Californian newspaper.
Mr Ochoa and the other spectators fled when authorities arrived at the scene of the fight. Deputies found five dead roosters and other evidence of cockfighting at the location. No arrests were made.
Read the long version here at Bakersfield.com.
And these are some of the reasons why I drink.