They Don't Serve Whisky At Rehab

Well, readers, I've had to do what I didn't ever want to do...I've had to make it inconvenient for people to comment on my blog. Not impossible, mind you. Just inconvenient. From now on when you comment, you'll have to give up your rights as a United States citizen (whatever they may be), and agree to DNA testing and an extensive background check on every member of your family. Or maybe you'll just be faced with one of those stupid "copy the letters in the box" thingies and the sorry truth that the owner of this blog (yours truly) will have to approve the comment before it appears. Hopefully, it's a temporary situation. I had to resort to this action because some FREAK named Jessica is now using my blog to promote her worthless Internet marketing site. It could be harmless, but I'm not having any part of FREAKY Jessica and her FREAKIN' comments. Frankly, I'm a little FREAKED about it. Hopefully, this one road block will deter her. If not, I can get a whole lot uglier. Not sure how, but like Gust Avrakotos says in Charlie Wilson's War, "We're working on it."






Charlie Wilson: "Do you drink, Mr. Avrakotos?"
Gust Avrakotos: "Oh God yes."