1.  a naked “escort”, whose exuberance for Special K left her in a deep dark place from which neither a series of cold compresses nor two shots of adrenaline were able to successfully retrieve her. 2.  a “virtual” hotel registration card, containing a license plate number and name (both real and both duly registered with the Colorado MVA). 3.  a dead hotel night clerk named “Edward” who was strangled with

For those of you who’ve been asking, I’ve posted a bit of my (old) short fiction under “about” (upper right).  At some point, I also hope to gather up my language and identity politics posts and place in them their own category. But not today I’m afraid.  Because today was made for snowboarding.  Or, if you’re me, for watching TV and eating chips while everyone else in Colorado is out

From Reuters: Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld, days after calling Iran the world’s top state sponsor of terrorism, ratcheted up the pressure on Tehran on Friday with fresh accusations of interference in Iraq. Rumsfeld, in Taormina, Sicily, for a meeting of NATO defense ministers, used an appearance in Europe for the second time in a week to talk tough over Iran, which the United States and European Union fear is covertly

—Sorry.  But the little guy read through some of today’s posts and immediately stuffed his rucksack with a physics primer and a few paperback anthologies on Renaissance revenge tragedies, then lit out for one of the nearby community colleges to “make my way in the world.” Because let’s face it:  no punkass kitten fetishist is going to call him a failed academic—even if it means he has to has to

At the end of each summer, I pinch my nipples — thoughts of dreams deferred…*

An interesting trial balloon for Presidential hypocrisy being floated today attempts to triangulate, for purposes of comparison, the idea of “inherent authority” under Article II with the NSA foreign surveillance story and the President’s reaction to Hurricane Katrina.  From Begging to Differ’s Venkat, “About that Inherent Authority”: Josh Marshall flags a story in the Times quoting Brownie as saying he told the White House about the levee break when Katrina

With nothing more to go on, admittedly, than gut instinct (and the participation of such liberal-Democratic luminaries as John Kerry, Ted Kennedy, and Harry Reid—all of whom have written diaries for the website), I have been operating under the assumption that readers of the Daily Kos represent a vocal and powerful force in the Democratic base, those who vote in primaries and influence nominations, often at the expense of more

Air Supply:  “I’m lying alone with my head on the phone / Thinking of you till it hurts. / I know you hurt too but what else can we do / Tormented and torn apart? / I wish I could carry your smile in my heart / For times when my life feels so low. / It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring / When today doesn’t really

“You know, after giving it a whole lot of thought, Billy—and as much as I feel that I’ve been chosen by fate to join the ranks of the political elite—I’ve decided that putting pressure on Senator Feinstein from the outside would be more effective than working from the inside as a Senator, where entrenched bureaucracy and the need for things like artificial consensus and collegiality would only slow down the

An emailer whose wishes to remain anonymous (paranoid from his gage binging, no doubt), offers the following as a solution to the NSA controversy.  I present it with limited commentary, hoping instead that it will generate discussion all by its lonesome: I think I have a way for the Bush administration to pretty much the anti-surveilance Left. Legalize marijuana (and, preferably but impossibly, other soft drugs.) As a former paranoid