OuterBoroughPrincess

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Lenny Dykstra Bats Clean-Up for Karma


Apparently, my toad of an ex-boss is an unsecured creditor in Lenny Dystra's bankruptcy--to the tune of $229K. My all time favorite Met rips off the pathologically money-grubbing and dishonest David Vigliano (known to his "friends" as Vig the Pig, seriously).

What Lenny apparently lacks in financial acumen, he more than makes up for in his prowess as an implement of schadenfreude.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Sarah Palin: In Memoriam

“next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims’ and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn’s early my
country ’tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?”

He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water

ee cummings

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Holiday Haiku

Less than five hours
Until start of long weekend
Time is standing still

Friday, June 26, 2009

Friday Hilarity

I know this is a melancholy Friday for lots of folks, but this is really and truly the best thing ever. I don't know the guy who put this togetherfrom Adam, but I can't imagine how it would not be a good idea to follow him on Twitter (http://twitter.com/djsteveporter)

On Ed Sullivan

Even though this incarnation is way before my time. This is one of current favorite songs, and like everything else after someone's death, it takes on an ironic meeting today.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Need a New Irrational Fear?

Not that the Swine Flu . . . I mean H1N1 panic has ebbed, I've been in the market for a new horrific disease to keep my awake at night, contemplating my own premature demise. Enter Raccoon Roundworm! It's already caused both the partial blindness of a teenager, and the hospitalization of an infant in my own fair borough of Brooklyn.

But, don't rejoice prematurely, sweet hypochondriacs. Unlike, the Swine Flu, Raccoon Roundworm prevention is fairly straightforward, i.e., don't eat raccoon feces. Um . . . Done. Although, I am kind of left wondering about that teenager.