Secrets of the City

How much are used souls worth?

Depends on the number of liens already on it and what sort of use we’re talking about.

If her soul won’t cover an entire system here I’ll throw in mine too to cover the difference.

Sviggum is the Speaker of the House, not the House Majority Leader.

Either way, Sviggum is the devil.

What I want to know is if Sandy’s face will be the one that launched a thousand trains and burnt the topless towers of Pohlad Park?

D’oh! I hate it when I screw up titles. I always get bitched at for it.

Homer actually says “Mmmmm, SacriLICIOUS…”

You’re right. I’m off today. Take me out back and shoot me.

don’t get down, rich, you can do better next time.

A for effort, Rich.

This is what I get for trying to go cold turkey on the morning coffee. Such a miserable idea. I should really stick to my “better living through chemistry” philosophy.

Title changed.

Somebody give the man a DunnBros gift card.

Alright, so I screwed up Sviggum, but the title was right in the original post! The Bartel Cartel admitted their hasty edits to my original post.

Now I’m going to find me some dark roast.

Oh shit, here goes the editor as idiot thread again. Rich did type sacrilicious originally and some damn idiot thought he’d misspelled and corrected it. Mea culpa, which is Latin for d’oh, I think.

More problems with acountability?

Mea culpa, which is Latin for d’oh

Best line of the day.

OK.. I guess Rich doesn’t get any coffee then. I hope we didn’t needlessly up his caffeine intake.

Excellent… *steeples bony liver-spotted fingers*

Now back to the discussion of the actual substance of the post…

Fat chance.

ok but can we talk more about trains? because I hope by now you know how much I love them.

Screw that. The caffeine was absolutely necessary.

Now back to choo choos, otherwise our resident mathlete will cry.

Pretty Picture

I love trains too.

Come to think of it, Big Train is a leading manufacturer of coffee.

The train I ride is 16 coaches long.

AH, the mystery train.

So was the the ill-fated Sabarmati Express, which ran from New Delhi to Safdarjung.

I heard that was a long black train.

Actually, I believe it was red.

I watched The Station Agent on Saturday. It had trains and train trivia and an introverted dwarf. No Sviggum in sight.

Actually, I believe it was red.

Well, good. Then it’s not the train that got my baby and gone.

Gone gone-gone gone gone-gone.

(Swivels pelvis; performs karate kick.)

Would whoever shoots rich for his error please make sure to capture his soul before it floats away. It should be enough to at least put up a transit shelter or something.

BTW, speaking of transit…does anyone else notice that whenver they do a wrap around ad on a bus they lock all the windows shut? F’that.

I work in PR — I sold my soul long ago.

It may not be yours anymore, rich, but it’s still around. I catch a glimpse every now and then.

You know who has got enough soul for transit? That Paris girl from American Idol!

You should see who has my soul! Some might say, the devil!

I’m all for trains, but this ballpark bill in the senate is so disgustingly partisan that it’s impossible to distinguish the cynical posturing from what our representatives actually want to do. How do you well meaning types out there deal with this shit? I wish this was an issue that I didn’t care about, like health care or education or whatever.

Oh, and you can’t tell anything about what’s really going on from the Strib. Is that just because their capitol press corps is so smugly ensconced in their insular world that they don’t want to burn any sources?

And really, who needs a train to St. Paul if we build the ballpark here anyway?

Hey, I guess this gives new meaning to soul train.

*rimshot*

You can bet your last money, it’s gonna be a stone gas, honey.

Oh, and you can’t tell anything about what’s really going on from the Strib. Is that just because their capitol press corps is so smugly ensconced in their insular world that they don’t want to burn any sources?

And really, who needs a train to St. Paul if we build the ballpark here anyway?

Stephen Colbert needs to give a keynote up at the Strib. Light a fire under their fatcat asses while he’s on a roll.

The train doesn’t go to St. Paul, it brings people from there.

St. Paul’s a great place to be from.

Come on, people. SOUL TRAIN. Get it? Get it?

Sigh.

“The train doesn’t go to St. Paul, it brings people from there.”

OUCH!

Oh, and you can’t tell anything about what’s really going on from the Strib. Is that just because their capitol press corps is so smugly ensconced in their insular world that they don’t want to burn any sources?

No, it’s not that at all. The press corps writers you refer to can only write about what happens and what they know for sure. They can’t speculate as to motives or report gossip as fact. The EDITORIAL board can speculate and go on gossip, but actual reporters cannot.

The thing is, no one really knows what’s going on in with the stadium bills in the Senate. Their actions have been so unpredictable that I won’t even guess at what their plan is or if they even have one. Reporters are stuck in a situation where all they can do is summarize what happens day-by-day.

Bullshit. How about asking things like, “Why did you do that?” Or, “Do you know why he did that?” Or, “have you heard why he did that?”