Deep Sarcasm

Today while doing just about nothing during an ill-timed but well-deserved power cut, I was thinking about that satire article lying in the drafts section. If you must know, it’s there because I thought it would be better with captions on the images, and though I have found a plugin that does this I must tweak it in my spare time before you see it.

Digressions aside, I realized that the primary reason this website was created was because I love to blog, not to turn it into a satire website. While I will continue to write satirical articles, I regret changing my tagline…therefore, from this day forth - more blog, less satirades. It’s just too bad my personal life reads so much like satire, otherwise I might have been able to keep that promise. Oh yes, that’s right, I’m already breaking it.

While taking today’s not-shower (It’s a hand shower. The shower head is missing. Yeah.), I ran into a little shampoo problem. While cyclops may have been able to handle his one-eyed escapades, I have to admit I failed miserably. Which is why I thought, why don’t they make one of those for adults?

I mean one of these things, made for babies:

Not that I am implying that I cried, mind you, it was painful but I bore it like a man. I do, however, wonder why they only make this for babies. I mean even diapers have crossed the line, come on! While we’re on the topic, I wonder how many overage people use baby products - I think I know some people who use baby powder, though I forget why or for what purpose.

This looks like all the time I have for now, other than what I reserve for practicing self control. See you tomorrow with that satire post - it may not be fresh, but if it’s freshness you’re looking for - well, uh…find it elsewhere.