It’s over, y’all.
The long, hard battle has ended. William Shatner has unblocked me. This is the point where I would furiously scream “VICTORY IS MINE!” and quote something from Braveheart but I never made it to the end of that movie and also technically this victory is William Shatner’s as well because this means I owe him a beer. But he has to come to Texas for it because I don’t like to travel. This is probably how Abraham Lincoln felt at the end of the Civil War when he freed all the slaves and killed Hitler and reunited all the people who got lost on LOST with their families. It feels good.
Also, a very special thank you to:
1. William Shatner for being such an amazing good sport. For real.
2. Everyone on twitter who spent the week vehemently championing such a ridiculous and entertaining cause with hashtags, memorial ribbons and blogs while they were probably supposed to be working.
3. Everyone who had to stop using twitter for the week because this whole debacle made twitter both awesomely spectacular and also really, incredibly annoying. It’s done now. Pinky swear. You can come back now.
Also, if you are reading this and have absolutely no idea what I’m talking about just skip this entirely and go to yesterday’s post when Victor and I discussed having babies so we could tattoo them and leave them in the road, which (surprisingly) bothered people way less than William Shatner blocking me. Conclusion: William Shatner is a mobilizing force. Tattooing your baby and leaving it in the road? Not so much.
Also, I officially give William Shatner permission to block me again immediately with absolutely no repercussions. Because I am a peacemaker. And because I’d probably block me too. Nothing personal, me.
Comment of the day: Next, we take on the Republican Caucus. And the swine flu. ~ Overflowing Brain (Katie)