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"Like a goddamn beached whale, honey."
Yeah, that'll make life loads better.
Getting away with murder in the name of God.
via evil incarnate
You might remember that a little while ago I linked to a story about how Denver was America's most sloshed city.
Well, it turns out that my previous home, Montgomery, Alabama, came in first as the most sober city.
They owe it all to me. Well, my leaving.
I'm voting for John Kerry because he's sooooo dreamy!
He's not gay. He's under-straight.
Alan Keyes is flip-flopping worse than John Kerry on a particularly well-lubricated tramponline upon which Teresa Heinz Kerry* had just double-bounced him.
Alan Keyes was against carpetbagging, until he wasn't. Alan Keyes was against reparations, until he wasn't.
Verily, I say, the Republican party has lost its way. And its mind.
Now, if only they would lose their Keyes.
Update: An interesting observation:
So how do they handle the dilemma? They hand Alan Keyes a nice, long rope and he'll make like Judas, leave town and hang himself. They can't think of a more graceful way to fire an obviously disastrous employee.One can hope, but be careful with the "hanging" reference. Given Keyes' bizarre behavior of late, he's liable to rant about how you want to put together a lynchin' posse. Racist!
Anyway, I think it would be much, much cooler if instead of hanging himself, Keyes made like Judas and - during a stump speech - fell over and exploded his guts out.** Maybe too messy though. But cool.
* Or perhaps one of her houseboys, as trampolines are so proletarian.
** Yes, the inerrant Word of God can't make up its mind on how Judas died.
Please visit Josh Claybourn's site and extend your condolences to him on the loss of his mother. Despite our significant differences on myriad issues, I think I can safely say that Josh truly is one of the good guys.
Our thoughts are with you.
P.S.: The rest of you, go tell your mom that you love her. I mean it. Do it.
Today, on my lunch hour, I went to OfficeDepot and bought some pens. A box of 12 uni-ball roller ball pens. Ink, blue. Oh, and some refills for my Dr. Grip Gel pen. I'm not sure who names these things, but I'm wagering there is something moderately subliminal about "uni-ball" and "Dr. Grip." Or, there was until I pointed it out, exposing these pen marketing gurus for the sexual deviants they are.
So, anyway, yeah - I bought some pens.
And refills.
Update: "Pens" is "penis" without the "i."
Just an observation.
If it's in Al-Jazeera, it must be true!
McGreevey ‘sex scandal’ was an Israeli Intelligence operationHeh huh huh huh, you said "penetrate."...Foreign Policy/Intelligence Columnist Andy Martin uncovers some secrets to this regards, and asserts that McGreevey sex scandal was an Israeli Intelligence operation.
"People have been confused by the McGreevey sex scandal," says Martin. "But McGreevey's dilemma is not a gay sex scandal. It is an Israeli intelligence operation gone sour. This is not a scandal about 'sex.' It is a scandal about 'secrets'," Martin says.
"...Mr. Cipel was a junior Mossad case officer, originally posted to New York under official cover. The Mossad is well known for using human sex toys. McGreevey was lured into a relationship that was intended to penetrate New Jersey's homeland defenses."
Pardon me, please, must go to the store as I'm fresh out of tinfoil.
And apparently some folks at FoxNews are bat-assed blind, because I think this incarnation of the site is even less attractive and harder to read than the previous one. Imagine if a news junkie had the munchies and then blew news spew all over their screen - that, ladies and gents, is of what I am reminded.
Now, Google News - clean layout, easy-to-see categorization, and all the global newsy goodness a boy could want. Except for when it links you back to that god-awful new FoxNews page.
A slew of books, both future-papyritic* and modernly aural in nature:
Maybe Bamford goes on to make some good points about the failures of the intelligence community in the modern era. I don't think I'll ever know, as this thing reeks of bias and agenda (you know, so much as an audiobook can) from the very start.
Bonus points for referring to some of his time stoppages** as "chronanisms***."
And I realize that two books probably doesn't count as a slew, but what if they were really BIG books? Huh? What then, Mr. Smarty Pants? No? Well, fine.
* I think I just winged that word. You know, in case it wasn't obvious. See, paper's not quite papyrus, but similar, thus...oh, nevermind. To hell with the lot of ya.
** Not to be confused with Time Passages.
*** Expand your vocabulary. Ooh, work it baby.
The evidence continues to mount:
When news of the abuse of Iraqi prisoners at Abu Ghraib prison broke, Army Spc. Joseph Darby's family said they were proud the soldier revealed photos documenting the mistreatment. But they never expected their own friends and neighbors would turn on them for what they considered a brave disclosure....Of course, doing the right thing doesn't always mean doing the easy thing. Kudos to Spc. Darby for letting his conscience be his guide when others were willingly telling their own " just piss off, would ya?""We did not receive the response I thought we would. People were, they were mean, saying he was a walking dead man, he was walking around with a bull's-eye on his head. It was scary," Bernadette Darby, Joseph Darby's wife, said today on ABC News' Good Morning America.
There's more of the story at GQ.
Another good, but unrelated (aside from the Army angle), story can be found here.
If any of you like Monte Montgomery, the Austin Music Network is streaming a show of his they recorded the other day. You can watch it here. I think it runs until about 4 Eastern time today.
It's my official cooking music of the day.
A day of cooking, that is. Got up early with the wee Fiona and then we went grocery shopping. In a matter of 90 minutes or so, we'll all be sitting down to an uber-healthy meal of slow-roasted brisket with bourbon BBQ sauce, roasted corn on the cob with cheese and lime, and buttermilk-bacon smashed potatoes.
I'm about halfway through the cooking - the BBQ sauce ended up being rather spicy, so Fiona won't be able to enjoy it. Well, she might enjoy, but I'm not changing that diaper. Biohazard: beware.
Now, to choose a wine to go with it...
...updates later.
