Newscoma

This made me laugh out loud. It’s actually not a bad rule at all.

Credit to Dead Dog

Well, as usual, my bi-monthly dose of bronchitis is rearing its ugly head. Again.
Ode to joy. (snark.)
Here are a few things I’ve witnessed in the last few days albeit it isn’t as interesting as, oh let’s say, this.
In Hoots, life goes on.

Sheriff deputies are investigating the killing of a goat (I can’t make this stuff up. Goat murder!), a man was arrested over the weekend for showing his naughty bits to the cops while screaming that he knew where they lived and when he got out of jail he was going to kill them (welcome to a long visit in the pokey) and I found out from a lottery dude that sales were through the roof. The grand jury convened, there is a bridal show going on and apparently we have our own mini-hell of an illegal dump that ace reporter Editor Bates is all over.
And there is a lot of earthquake talk going on which I find disconcerting. Do folks know something that the average bear doesn’t or are we just preparing for the apocalypse because not a lot is going on.
I also got to inform an elected democrat that Bill Hobbs is no longer blogging. He smiled. I then said “Now you don’t know what he’s up to.”
He quit smiling.
I’m a realist about these things, you know.
I also heard someone confuse Sanjaya with Sanjay Gupta. (I’m banging my head into a wall as I type this over that little disclosure), I decided the only reasonable thing I could to was throw myself in front of a train or drink a bottle of swill. Squirrelly think he’s a weird choice for Surgeon General (and we bantered about this for hours for some odd and unknown reason), Kate wonders, in the comments, what a surgeon general actually does and I am ambivalent. I guess it’s better than Surgeon General Lou Dobbs.
Now on to your early morning moment of zen:

From Eat Liver

What did these goats do? It must be goat week here at Chez Coma.

A minister in the Democratic Republic of Congo has ordered a Kinshasa jail to release a dozen goats, which he said were being held there illegally.

Deputy Justice Minister Claude Nyamugabo said he found the goats just in time during a routine jail visit.

The beasts were due to appear in court, charged with being sold illegally by the roadside.

Were they smoking weed? Where they driving on the wrong side of the road?

No, they were being sold illegally by humans.

Goat Justice, I say.

Overheard in Hooterville this evening after a very long weekend:

“The goat got in the house and drank all the PGA punch in the tub.”

Yes, I laughed.