Lately I feel like I'm simply out of words. Like I've talked about All The Things and there's nothing left to say.
I know that's not true. I know it's just a combination of several things creating a perfect storm of writer's block. I know it'll pass and I'll be back, full of self righteous indignation as usual. In the mean time, here's a little something from the archives in honor of the Girl Scout's 100th anniversary yesterday.
So, tonight Ben used some of his allowance to buy some Girl Scout cookies. Samoas, to be exact.
Does this remind you of anything?
Birmingham, AL Fire Department hosing civil rights activists
WTF, Girl Scouts? I know you originated in the deep South and all, but really? You thought the best picture for your box would be a white lady terrorizing little black kids with a fire hose?