Friday, June 03, 2005

Back To The Grindstone...And A New Column Below

It is time for the conscientious staff of Homo Insapiens to resume publication. This is due to several factors. The level of human foibles is rising at an alarming rate. If some of the pressure is not relieved, the dam may be breached, drowning mankind in a sea of unreported stupidity. Of greater import, in spite of hiring a small army of local bearers to carry emergency supplies, it has become necessary to ration the gin. As a result, a return to what passes for civilisation and to the keyboard seems sensible.

3 Comments:

Blogger birdwoman said...

We await your words of wisdom with baited breath. Honestly. Ate a really weird sandwich, and my breath is quite... baited.

glad you made it home in one piece.

(*)>

6:36 AM  
Blogger Carson Day said...

Evolution will go down in the history of ideas as the goofiest notion ever peddled by credentialed quacks in the history of the world.

Long before any fish's gil would ever become a lung by gazillions of micromutation, the gil would morph into something quite foreign to the rest of his organs, and the system would cease to function because of this half-gil, half-lung jalopy.

Imagine a mechanic faced with the problem of replacing every single part of a car, piece by piece, with the caveat that he must do so while keeping the car running the entire time.

Not gonna happen. SO why would anyone think this would be possible only when the mechanic is deaf, dumb, blind, and quite random in his efforts?

I do not know what evolutionists are drinking, but I am quite sure it is at least 180 proof.

5:54 PM  
Anonymous Blighty Blog said...

Welcome back. Somebody needs to sort out our foibles, you can't move for 'em!

11:21 AM  

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