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Quirky and eccentric is what killed my love of the Transformers. Used to be the writers made Optimus Prime a good guy and the Decepticons bad. But then some fresh out of college nit-wit decided it would add more depth by showing the internal struggles of the both good and evil to blur the line a little. Why couldn’t they just leave Optimus Prime as a good guy? It is just a cartoon – not some opus on man’s sole (as shown through cool robots that can turn into cool vehicles). Why can’t I just live in my fantasy world where good robots are good and bad robots are bad?

I guess cus then fresh out of college nitwits would never get to become seasoned, veteran nitwits….

Hmm… this reading thing bothers me, too. I spent the greater part of my life with several books on the go at any one time.

Then came the Interweb.

Now, I know, technically, it’s reading…

Oh, and quirky? The writers usually grow up. Then young editors won’t publish them.

I never got past the theme song.

The Transformers. More than meets the eyes
The Transformers. Robots in disguise
Autobots fight to blah blah blah blah blah blah the evil forces of the Decepticons.

I mean, it starts off with a nice rhymed couplet. A song, if you will. And then all of a sudden it turns into a mission statement set to music.

Hmmm…. Man’s sole is indeed an ugly thing (mine is anyway) – although I would say that most depravity is found in the soul. So much for spell check for homophones.

If you were a homophone, what would your ringtone be?

If you were a homophone, what would your ringtone be?
It’s Raining Men of course 🙂

Ooo! Good. I was going to go with “Over the Rainbow.”

Well, you always were one for the classics Weasel. I had to go with a more modern groove.

Oh, BTW off topic – while looking for something else I came across one of Jack Handy’s Deep Thoughts: Sometimes I think I would like to be named The Prince of Weasels. As the Prince of Weasels, I could sneak up behind people and bite them. Then they would turn around and say, “what the…oh, it’s just you the Prince of Weasels.”

Oh! *Souls*!

I thought you had gotten philosophical about shoe bottoms. Oh, good. I guess I can stop scratching my head and examining my tennis shoes.

We aren’t going off on another theological Collective Unconscious jaunt again, are we? I was all primed for nitwits. My brother (Dinghy McGoo) is a nitwit.

Y’know — waaay back up there in Weasel’s original post — that web site using the refrigerator top and stove surface as a white-board is kinda cute and original. When her book sales figures come out she can use either the hood of her new Porsche – or the toilet tank – to etch hidden meaning into her posts about book sales.

It could be a Collective Unconscious thing.

Yes, I thought the site was pretty funny.

It also made me think of my mother, who was a very poor housekeeper and six feet tall. It was her great pleasure to go into the homes of short women with good housekeeping skills and observe the tops of their refrigerators. They were often dirty, she sniffed.