The circumventing circumlocutory talk edition.

• My sister left a comment in Filipino in the previous post asking me to explain to ETR my desires for such violent vengeance to be met upon those who stole my sister’s van. Well, in not so many words, either. I was going to start a long reflective rant on how theft of a car is an egregious affront to one’s livelihood, and material worth. Instead, two bits. First, the opening to the would-be rant:

  One day a young boy, in Anytown, USA, lost his tooth in the playground. Crying in pain he took it to his mother. She consoled him and told him that the tooth fairy would come and give him money for it if he left it under his pillow. He did so, and when he woke up the next day he found a dollar under his pillow. Being the enterprising American boy that he was, he went to school that same morning with a big smile on his face and his dad’s pliers in his bag.

  I can be one sick bastard, ya? Second, I remember my friend John (now in NY) would say that one should never get between a man and his car; it is his wife until he finds a human one. I would say that one should never get between a mom and her minivan.

• It’s orange for breakfast, apple for lunch. In this week’s Boston Legal we saw some Schmidt in a flaming brown paper bag. Crisp and hot outside, and soft inside. I found this past episode to be quite potent, and I’ve always indulged David E. Kelley’s shows because they’ve always appealed to that Pollyanna-ish liberal portion of me. This one is far from political though.
• This whole “Open Sores Media” thing is way over my head. I do know this. If part of being part of them is having control over the way my site’s content is syndicated, I’m out. (I discussed this long before.) Professor Ann has some sauce; Doc Joyner has the meat. And since I’m nearly carb-free but not Atkins, I’m bringing the creamed spinach.
• Dunno if Meryl‘s plugged me for my work on her site, but I want to plug her this weekend.
• Lastly, I’m buying a Treo 650 from a trusted online buddy. So in legal terms, “right of first refusal” is almost like having dibs, yes? I learn something new everyday. I SMS like crazy and my A650 is going to be my mom’s now. Hey does the Treo 650 actually vibrate? I sound so naive! Just a warning: I don’t have a data plan with Verizon and I won’t be checking my email on it either. It’s more of an SMS and planner thing for me. OFJ email isn’t going to chase me all over the place.