The Semidaily Grievance

There are, and always have been, things going through my daily routine that tweak my nerves. Maybe it's the title of a news story, or some knucklehead in traffic, who knows, but I get agitated. Not enough warrant a full blown screed, but enough to make mention, every now and then. And well things around here have been lacking, at least to me they have, so maybe this is a way to spruce things up.

The first thing agitation of the day. Drunken Monkeys. Sure red wine has its benefits, but I don't see any of them. Nope, if'n I was to reap the benefits of wine consumption I've got to shell out the cash to purchase it, or crash a party or two. All the while our poo flinging cousins in the evolutionary chain who were lucky enough to land in the Budapest Zoo get boozed up free of charge.

Way I see it if an orangutan gets to slip red wine whilst deciding if he's going to put on a show, in the form of self gratification, for the onlookers, I ought get a taste, of the wine, too. I'm thinking a nice Chianti and some fava beans would be nice while we're at it.

Twelve ribs my ass (First person to name the movie that quote comes from gets a sooper dooper prize).