The Best of the Old

It has been regularly coming to my attention via my Partner in HATe that I haven't been holding up my end of the bargain in helping to flesh out this website and make it something more than what has initially appeared to be an exercise in automobile HATred. After all, I've been sitting on an archived arsenal of HATe for years, ranging from political figures to Styrofoam pellets.

Nevermind that making this blog was basically an idea that spawned from my head and conveniently lumped onto kEnny's shoulders to make happen.

The problem is, Allie has only one brain, and even that one doesn't usually operate at full capacity, especially when she's writing a book. The idea of taking even a sliver of that creative energy and devoting it to this baby of ours just seemed like too much.

Well, I realized today as I was sitting on my ass goofing off on Facebook that I had no real good reason for neglecting my responsibilities. So when kEnny suggested (for maybe the 37th time) I import my juciest HATes from my garden of vitriol over at Memoirs of a Gouda, I figured there was no time like the present to Git 'r Done (I HATE that saying, by the way).

A lot of those posts are a couple years old or more, although there are a few more recent, but when a HATe is good enough and visceral enough (as with Roundabouts and Circus Peanuts), it withstands the test of time.

So click through the archives and see what's there, and let's toast to old HATes made new, and to new HATes with which we hope to grow old.

Oh.... WOW!!!

Do you have any idea how much I'm NOT liking Blogger right now? At least it is cooperating a little bit. I know this isn't much of a first post, but this just needed to be said after all the pain and sorrow of the past week. The pondering of how to implement the features here, and those that will be here later, has been fun. The actual execution of any plans has not. It's pretty high on the HATe list right now.

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