Like Kimberly's Celine Dion Vegas houseslippers say: "A New Day Has Dawned."

It's a "Brand New Day" -- even if it is a Monday -- and for that reason, I will refrain from (or at least cut down on) any more political bitching as that doth not an interesting blog maketh... What's that you say? Did I really consider this to be an "interesting" blog BEFORE I started the ranting & raving!? Well, up yours then.

Just for that, I have to, Have To, HAVE TO get one more little giggle in about the absurdity of some of our more famous and outspoken U.S. citizens (No, Rev. Jackson, you are getting a most undeserved reprieve on this one)... and that jab comes in the form of a photo taken of one Sean Justin Penn, movie actor/"Hollywood activist"/uber-liberal/professional shit-stirrer, "helping" out in New Orleans (admittedly, he's a fine actor, and it's a noble cause, I must concede, but it's still an ironically funny picture no matter which way you slice it)... So, may I present to you, ladies & gentlemen, Mr. Sean Penn in his sinking rescue boat:

I know, I know... it's terrible to laugh at someone trying to help out, but wouldn't his money be more helpful than his presence? I mean, buy a bigger boat at least for the real rescuers!!! Then again, that might not garner the same publicity, huh? But thanks for the laugh in what has been a pretty down-in-the-dumps couple of weeks here in Mississippi!!! Hee, hee...

Big Decision of the Day: I'm going to get drunk tonight. It's a goal. I will do it. I have just had one of those days -- not a particularly BAD day, but a day that would be much better if capped off by an over-imbibing episode of silly drunkenness. You know why? BECAUSE I CAN. Yes, I recognize how sad that is, but I just don't care at the moment. Now, that begs the question: what kind of drunk do I want to get? Beer drunk? Nah, takes too long, makes me feel like a beached whale, and let's face it, I already pee way too often as it is. Liquor drunk? Well, while it IS indeed quick, it's also when I have the tendency to act like the biggest arsehole, so that is nixed (I know, hard to believe, isn't it?). Absinthe drunk? Good heavens, NO... because I need to actually make it to work tomorrow and the next day!!! Sooooo, that leaves us with the good ol' standby, WINE DRUNK. The twenty-something girl's best friend. Ah yes, wine drunk it is...

I'll update on the headache I give myself [deservedly] at a later date.