Light and hearty observations from a fat and ugly guy. Home of hackneyed drivel and ersatz-existentialist effluence. Choleric biliousness a specialty, since 1958.

Ahmadinejad supporters would fit in fine right here...

I was watching this HBO documentary called "Giving Ahmadinejad A Blowjob" (not really--something called "Letters to the President", about how the average Persian could fire off a missive to their President and he'd answer, personally, and solve all their problems) and I was struck by one thing, and that is:

"Chromosomal challenged idiocy crosses international boundaries".

Reason I'm thinking this is, here again we have "man in the street" interviews with Iranians. mostly hajib-wearing women, a-wailing and a-trilling about how Ahmadinejad is gonna "pay their bills" and "give them a job" and "get them a house" and "give them an interest free loan" and "help cure their husband who has cancer" and they just know it don't you know, because after all he loves the poor and stands for "change".

Sound familiar, shlubbies?

Btw, in watching this documentary, I am again struck by how stunningly beautiful Iranian women are...till they turn about 30, when all their teeth fall out. At left, Iranian women contestants for the Miss Tehran pageant.

posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 4:16 PM 11 comments

I have undeleted my blog

I am back after much soul searching.

Soul searching, just like a National Geographic Explorer employee, who, on the country's dime (i.e., taxpayer stimulus funding), is out there navel-gazing at his very own navel, and asking soul-searching questions, to wit: what the fuck am I doing? And who the fuck cares? And, also, can I maybe make a buck at this, 'cause I'm a nihilist bastard who hates everything?

Answer: buff my scrotum.

Where was I? Masturbating to Jennifer Anniston Twitter posts, that's where. Months and months of squashing stonehenge in the hopes that our Jen would turn her attention away from scumbags like John Mayer and Vince Vaughn, and engage with scumbags like me. No luck.

So, I rejoin the land of the living dead i.e., blogger, where no one cares and where activity has long ago been eclipsed by Twitter. Twitter--what the fuck is that, anyway? Hmmm? "I'm going to the bathroom now." "I'm eating last night's leftovers." "I'm wanking away to Jennifer Anniston." Who cares? I know I don't.

Oh, and just to prove I'm BACK, some vintage Nigel negativity: today's Air France crash was undoubtedly caused by simultaneous farts from the 232 passengers post-bad-Frech-cheese ingestion.

*Sigh*.

posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 12:53 PM 7 comments