Stephanie McMillan 2009-11-28 15:05:26
Saturday, November 28th, 2009 by Stephanie McMillanIs there an easy way to create a custom insult generator, that I could manage to do with only basic html skills?
Is there an easy way to create a custom insult generator, that I could manage to do with only basic html skills?
The internet is hard to come by where I’m at in Pennsylvania, so here’s today’s late update. I’ll post more when I get back to Philly and Baltimore.
Next Week: 25 Cent Book Bin
*INTERESTED IN ORDERING THE 2010 LITTLE VICS/MEGA-MIX CALENDAR?
Just noticed the home page on the site isn’t coming up, just the blog, so people are having a hard time getting to the store. Click this link or type in http://www.kchronicles.com/store to order all you holiday keef krappe.

My mom brought a pumpkin she grew in her garden with her on the airplane so we could make fresh pie. It’s just now coming out of the oven.
What are other people doing?
“It may be demanded…Should not Christians have more mercy and compassion? But…sometimes the Scripture declareth women and children must perish with their parents…. We had sufficient light from the word of God for our proceedings.”
– John Mason, who led Puritan soldiers in a massacre of a Pequot village in 1633.
William Bradford, Governor of Plymouth, wrote: “Those that escaped the fire were slain with the sword; some hewed to pieces, others run through with their rapiers, so that they were quickly dispatched and very few escaped. It was conceived they thus destroyed about 400 at this time. It was a fearful sight to see them thus frying in the fire…horrible was the stink and scent thereof, but the victory seemed a sweet sacrifice, and they gave the prayers thereof to God, who had wrought so wonderfully for them.”
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If we’re going to celebrate today, let’s celebrate the spirit of resistance.
“In our family stories we have stories of what happened to our people. I have a grandma. Her name was Dora Hi White Man. She survived the 1890 massacre at Wounded Knee. As a little child, four, five, or six years old, I remember my grandma Dora. So I’m very fortunate to know a survivor of the 1890 massacre. And today you might think 1890 was long, long, long ago. But it’s just recent, because I knew my grandma and my grandma ran from that massacre.
“I live in Oglala. When Wounded Knee 1973 was going on I was a little girl. I looked that way and the whole sky was pink (from the flares being shot up by the government). To me Wounded Knee was just right over the hill there. I was like, Oh right on! Cool! Keep on doing that, man! I was really happy. Little did I know that my nation was trying to make war with one of the big power nations of the world. I was just proud of them. And ever since Wounded Knee I’ve always been real happy to be an Indian and I’m proud of the fact that you mess with us, we’ll mess right back.”
– Arlette Loud Hawk, Lakota, resident of Pine Ridge Indian reservation
quoted in Revolutionary Worker, 1/16/2000
“It may be demanded…Should not Christians have more mercy and compassion? But…sometimes the Scripture declareth women and children must perish with their parents…. We had sufficient light from the word of God for our proceedings.”
– John Mason, who led Puritan soldiers in a massacre of a Pequot village in 1633.
William Bradford, Governor of Plymouth, wrote: “Those that escaped the fire were slain with the sword; some hewed to pieces, others run through with their rapiers, so that they were quickly dispatched and very few escaped. It was conceived they thus destroyed about 400 at this time. It was a fearful sight to see them thus frying in the fire…horrible was the stink and scent thereof, but the victory seemed a sweet sacrifice, and they gave the prayers thereof to God, who had wrought so wonderfully for them.”
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If we’re going to celebrate today, let’s celebrate the spirit of resistance.
“In our family stories we have stories of what happened to our people. I have a grandma. Her name was Dora Hi White Man. She survived the 1890 massacre at Wounded Knee. As a little child, four, five, or six years old, I remember my grandma Dora. So I’m very fortunate to know a survivor of the 1890 massacre. And today you might think 1890 was long, long, long ago. But it’s just recent, because I knew my grandma and my grandma ran from that massacre.
“I live in Oglala. When Wounded Knee 1973 was going on I was a little girl. I looked that way and the whole sky was pink (from the flares being shot up by the government). To me Wounded Knee was just right over the hill there. I was like, Oh right on! Cool! Keep on doing that, man! I was really happy. Little did I know that my nation was trying to make war with one of the big power nations of the world. I was just proud of them. And ever since Wounded Knee I’ve always been real happy to be an Indian and I’m proud of the fact that you mess with us, we’ll mess right back.”
– Arlette Loud Hawk, Lakota, resident of Pine Ridge Indian reservation
quoted in Revolutionary Worker, 1/16/2000
Thanksgiving is a Day of Mourning. A brief history, “Native Blood”: http://ping.fm/7KaVp
I’ve been working on 5 new pages at once today… should have them done and posted by the weekend. All the lettering is done too.
Thank you to Steven for his generous contribution on Kickstarter for “Mischief in the Forest”!! It pushed us over $1100!! 19% done!
My departing message for the Thanksgiving weekend is thus: if you are actually going shopping at three in the morning, you are a sick person who needs help and a better assessment of what family means. If you are a business owner who is opening a store at three in the morning, you should be arrested for violating labor laws.
To everyone else, hereafter referred to as “normal, healthy people:” have a lovely holiday weekend.