Fathers, Wildfires, and McCain.

Happy Father's Day!  Er...well, unless you're this guy.

I won't lie to you, readers.  I had a hard time coming up with this post, Father's Day or not.  How can I celebrate such a day, much less write about it, when my own biological father is no better at raising children than an autistic dust mite?  Last night while I tried to fall asleep, I thought about what it was I was going to make this particular post about.  It couldn't be my own dad.  Trust me, I really do want to write about what it was he did, to share with the world how much breathable oxygen is being wasted on him, but I simply can't bring myself to sharing that... yet.

So, while this post will focus on the antics of one particular father in this country, it won't be mine.  Or yours, for that matter.  As far as the day goes, I do indeed want to wish a happy father's day to all of the competent, caring, and loving dads out there.  As for the rest of you, well, go fuck yourselves.  There's no excuse not to be a part of your child's life. 

At any rate, the man I want to talk about today is none other than Senator John McCain.  He's been called a maverick, a flip-flopper, and a wrinkled old dude that's way past his prime.  I call him far more than that, and judging by the news stories that have exploded onto my retinas this morning, so does most of the world.

Found this and loved it.  While the post has nothing to do 

with his failed 2008 presidential run, this picture is too

 funny not to make note of.

Black Friday, Part Two- The Aftermath.

"So much death... what can men do against such reckless hate?"

Black Friday came and went.  Amongst the slashed prices and now abandoned retail outlets, there lies several tales of psychotic, energy drink fueled shoppers harming one another.  How could that possibly be funny?

Answer: The mere fact that people are willing to kill over a sale at Wal-Mart causes me to question my faith in mankind.  I scoured the interwebz to find some of the headlines for yesterday's Black Friday madness.  Here are some of the articles that stood out the most:

Things That I Am Thankful For.

I celebrate Thanksgiving the best way I know how: Listing off 20 things I am thankful for... 

Black Friday, Part One- The Quiet Before The Storm.

Let's get things started with an amazingly awesome Black Friday video courtesy of the one and only Saturday Night Live.

In Twenty Years, The Christmas Season Will Start In March.

The Pilgrims are about to be given a life sentence on the naughty list.

You know... because of the genocide thing.

There are two things I want to touch on in this particular post, and I will make it as brief as possible.  My first point is this:  Christmas should not start, in any way, shape, or form, until the clock strikes midnight at the end of Thanksgiving Day (for my non- U.S. readers, let's say November 25th).

And really, this goes for all holidays.  We only need a month of preparation.  There is no need to end Valentine's Day, only to see Easter shit up the next day. It's depressing to know that I will never stop spending money for holiday gifts.