Friday, June 02, 2006
About Me
- Name: Frontier Editor
- Location: Mid Atlantic, United States
Fourteen years in the journalism biz, but don't let that stereotype about commie pinko bleeding heart liberal journalists fool you - I manage to disappoint conservatives and liberals alike. Whatever happened to common sense and rational thought? At least I'm not a neo-fascist, neo-Nazi or other political extremist. In fact, just about my entire political, social and metaphysical outlook can be explained in the movie "Blazing Saddles." My journalistic idols? Carl Kolchak (thus the profile pic) and Irwin M. Fletcher. As for my professional choice, it beats retail, restaurant management and scrambling around to fund graduate school. I'm also pretty smug after 30 years - I knew back in 1976 that everyone else would come around and agree with me that the Electric Light Orchestra was cool. Just listen to those Monster.com, Volkswagen and J.C. Penneys commercials.
Previous Posts
- Vicus, never leave someone alone with PhotoShop . . .
- Not sure if it's night terrors or the Dagwood synd...
- A new development for the nursing-home industry
- I've discovered it . . .
- Two words you would never expect to hear in proxim...
- A post-Memorial Day story, or . . . . Can’t beat t...
- Another photo exhibit, with a theme even!
- Not by popular request
- And now for eine kleine schlockmusik . . .
- Pat Robertson's hulkin' out
6 Comments:
Good Heavens! Conscientiously ensuring that my Link was successful ( which it is now) and I'm met with this transexual Faun - body of a man and head of a goat!
Isn't it about time you had a DAR rally to attend or something? You clearly have too much time ( or polar bear heads) on your hands xx
Just confirming everyone's suspicions that Britney Spears is a worthless Trotskyite agitprop Bolshevik stooge./
I'm funny that way, but I'd bet Ian McKellan would have gotten a laugh out of it.
My eyes! My eyes!
So you're taking requests now? I always wanted to see what I'd look like with a mustache.
well done, I can hardly tell where Britney ends and you begin.
"Just two more centimeters, Comrade . . . ."
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