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Monday, huh?

Feh. I got nothin’. Have a hug.

(Image nicked from the Anorak).


Comment from Scubafreak
Time: November 20, 2012, 12:26 am

Ever had one of those days where you wanted to just go into your bedroom, lock the door, turn off the lights and tell the world to go fuck itself? That’s me at work today…

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: November 20, 2012, 12:56 am

Apparently the baker’s union is talking to Hostess management again…you may still get some Suzy-Q’s 🙂

Comment from sandman will resist
Time: November 20, 2012, 1:07 am

I pretty much feel like that every day,Scube: I want Rethuglicans to speak truth about hand outs the coming financial crash, a lot of other stuff…and it’s never gonna happen…never. So I hate a lot of how the world is today…so I agree with the sentiments over at AOSHQ…LET.IT.BURN.

And that is what I carry sentiment-wise every day…and at least two hand guns…And knives…but no expanding baton just yet…or pepper-spray…yet

Comment from Armybrat
Time: November 20, 2012, 1:33 am

Well, it’s Friday in my world…gateway to the next 6 days without work. I met the hubby at a favorite pub for a beer….or several. Had FAB curry delivered, now working on that pre-bed warm fuzzy. Life shall be good for the next 6 days!

Comment from JeffS
Time: November 20, 2012, 1:36 am

Meh, who WANTS Mondays? Not me.

And Mondays the office? UGH.

On top of that, we have a local wind storm, gusts up to 70 MPH. Power lines are down in places (not here, or I’d be on generator power), and the fire department is out, keeping the idiots from electrocuting themselves.

Darwinism does have an upside. For the species, at least.

Comment from Deborah
Time: November 20, 2012, 4:19 am

Husband and I were sitting on the deck Sunday eve at twilight, and a ring-tailed cat trotted across our yard and crossed over the road right in front of us. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Its tail was huge, long and fluffy—bigger than the head and body. It was the first time either of us saw one. Stoaty—you would have liked him. His tail was magnificent. Then a big house cat went by, stalking the ring-tail!

Not my photo, but a good representation. http://members.shaw.ca/petitepaws/ringtail/strahd2_1.jpg

Comment from Subotai Bahadur
Time: November 20, 2012, 5:14 am

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: November 20, 2012, 12:56 am

The Hostess story may get more complicated. ZEROHEDGE [a financial site, albeit sometimes a crude one; which is why I like it.] reports that a Federal Trustee has petitioned the court to cancel the dissolution, and turn the operation of the company over to her pending further court action. I don’t know about anyone else, but I ain’t buying no Government Twinkies, just like I don’t buy no Government Motors cars.

The gou3 cao4 de5 Federales can’t leave anything alone.

Subotai Bahadur

Comment from Oceania
Time: November 20, 2012, 5:42 am

Work? What’s that?
I’m off to the back paddock to find a lamb for a Roast!

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: November 20, 2012, 12:58 pm

@Subotai …’You will eat your Twinkies, because it’s…MANDATORY!!!11!!’ Moochelle will even provide an easement on her food nazi policy. 🙂

Yeah, I read Zero Hedge…gold, bitchez! 🙂

Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: November 20, 2012, 2:14 pm

I work in retail so Mondays are a breeze compared to Saturdays. Nevertheless, I smashed Monday like I smash every day. Like a boss.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: November 20, 2012, 2:46 pm

A little more on the Hostess debacle. (From Bloomberg). The company was already in bankruptcy and operating under the instruction of the court at the time of the strike. The judge had determined revised terms for the workers when the union decided to strike. The union believes that some other company will buy Twinkees, and the other Hostess brands and put them back to work. They are probably correct about the former and probably wrong about the latter.

Grupo Bimbo ( I love that name – I keep thinking “ Little Debbie is going to become a bimbo” – from Mexico apparently tried to buy the company in the past for $580 M. Speculation says that the escort Hostess business is worth much less now- about $140M.

However Hostess company officials point that the value is in the name recognition of the brand and products while the bakeries and facilities are old and worn out. And although not stated in the article, who wants a union that is already on strike when you buy the company?

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: November 20, 2012, 2:55 pm

And by the way, you don’t need to read Zero Hedge for bad ecomonic news. The WSJ headline yesterday was that major companies are scaling back investments in anticipation of a bad year ahead.

The article blames fear over the ‘fiscal cliff’ but what theyare really saying is that taxes are going UP for everybody BITCHEZ

Now I’m off to pick up a Mexican Ho Ho…. if you catch my drift…. have to watch out for the twinkys.

Just kidding!! Am I banned yet?

Comment from Wolfus Aurelius
Time: November 20, 2012, 2:58 pm

If a new buyer has any sense (i.e., is not crippled by political correctness or Dimocrat notions of “fairness”), they’ll buy Hostess, all right . . . and completely ignore the outcry from the striking union about their lost jobs. They’ll hire real people who need work.

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: November 20, 2012, 4:26 pm

Yeah, what do they call that?…a ‘right to work’ state?…hell, come up to Canada…we already got some Hostess chips here…we’ll make Twinkies for yaz.

Comment from MikeW
Time: November 20, 2012, 7:34 pm

Before I run out quick to get some Raspberry Zingers, I thought I’d toss you a lil something for your Monday…

What, no celebration on this blog?

Question: Wouldn’t the stat about ‘the runs’ be true regardless of how prevalent the disease?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 20, 2012, 11:00 pm

Oh, man, Deborah — ring-tail cats look awesome. Want one! Are they at all tameable?

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