The Adventures of Bimbolinaho

The Blonde leading the Blind...

Humorist, Cycnic, Blogger, Blonde. Kinda like Grumpy Cat, but with boobs. Judging stupid people is my real job.#theblondeleadingtheblind

 

What I learned on my hiatus...

- I saw Ann Coulter on a talk show recently promoting her new book, "Demonic". Turns out it's all about how the liberal media is destroying America and not her personal diary recounting her youth. I was amazed to learn she is a well educated, eloquent and successful author. All this time I thought she was a small minded, horse-faced, fear mongering, fame seeking bigot who simply went on tv in order to vomit her hate filled rhetoric over enough channels that Beelzebub would rise from the depths of hell and make her his queen.  My bad.
- Several people have asked me why I have not commented on the whole Anthony Wiener scandal. The truth is I didn't think it was that big of a deal. Pun totally intended. The scandal, as far as I'm concerned, is the hypocritical outrage of our nation shaming this idiot into losing his job when they've probably done the exact same thing.  You have to understand, I work in tech support during a digital renaissance, and I see that shit all the time. Seriously. On average, I'd bet I see more penises in one work day than my personal physician. And this is not a fad reserved just for high profile politicians and celebrities. No, it's the Emo kid that works at Teavana, the average Joe who's happily married with 2.5 kids, and Larry the cable guy. Mind you, these are just examples, but you get the point. The original renaissance left future generations with cultural advances that still influence us today. But now, after the robot apocalypse, future generations with unearth ancient iPhones amongst the debris and all they will know of our society is 8 megapixel penises.
 
- I've been to New York since my last full entry! I haven't been to NYC for well over ten years and I'd missed it. It did my heart good to see the lights of the Great White Way, smell the familiar fragrance of car exhaust & urine, and hear the passerby's tell me to get the f*ck out of their way. And that's exactly why I love New York.... Sigh.