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Creating new terrorists:  Chimpy McHitlerburton’s smirky rodeo ride through history continues, #13

From the BBC: The US military in Iraq says it has killed 75 insurgents, including foreign fighters, in a desert region close to the border with Syria. The operation, in Anbar province, involved air and ground forces, the military said in a statement. A day earlier, the US said it had killed six insurgents and detained 54 suspects in raids in the area. […] Parliament finally approved the key defence

metrosexuals in the wild: a darwinian consideration, 1

From amusingfacts.com: After trying everything, including ocelot poop, snake shed and musk, the Dallas, Texas, zoo could not get rare ocelots to breed until they used Calvin Klein men’s cologne. Rumors that the female ocelot got drunk on Stoli Vanilla and let the spice-splashed male woo her with a lot of breezy chat about New Zealand wines and the films of Antonioni could not be confirmed—though I have a friend

Former Cubs manager Lee Elia deconstructs the day-time baseball spectator, Wrigley Field edition (vintage audio)

Elia:  “Not that there’s anything wrong with not having a job, mind you.  Just sayin’.”* Warning:  not safe for work.  Though with a little imagination, it could turn into a fine drinking game.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!

Thanks for everything—but especially for all the diaper changes.  Because there’s nothing worse than growing up with a raw, chapped ass.

Margaret Cho reacts rather strangely to her friend’s attempt to give her directions

Friend:  “Make a right up here at the light.” Cho:  “A right?  Fuck that imperialist Rethuglican bullshit.  I’ll just make a series of lefts, thank you very much.” Friend:  “Wow.  That’s like, so principled.  A bit extreme, but definitely principled.” Cho:  “You’re damn right it is!  And besides, I’m pretty sure we pass a Dunkin’ Donuts that way.  I am so totally jonesing for a couple of apple-filleds and a

“And furthermore, Bush’s momma so old that when she fell and broke her hip, mothballs poured out.”

From the Review-Journal: In the course of a discussion on filibusters and Senate rules, Washington’s top Democrat gave the 60 juniors a lesson in partisan politics, particularly about the commander in chief. “The man’s father is a wonderful human being,” Reid said in response to a question about President Bush’s policies. “I think this guy is a loser […]” […] Republican National Communications Director Brian Jones issued a statement calling

Uh, it’s Friday.  Did you forget something, Jeff…?

Ever see what happens to a diabetic armadillo when he wolfs down two bags of marshmallows and a King Size Twix bar?  I had to cut the stupid fucker’s feet off.  Poor thing’s just an ashtray with a soul now.  Which, that’s just sad.

The first rule of Fight Club is that nobody must subpoena former Fight Club members to turn over boxes of evidence at odds with the claim of active Fight Club members that Fight Club doesn’t actually exist

From FOXNews: The integrity of the probe into the Oil-for-Food program is at stake and lives may be in jeopardy if sensitive information regarding details of the investigation is leaked, Paul Volcker said Friday. Volcker, the man picked by U.N. Secretary-General Kofi Annan to lead the investigation, publicly responded to recent congressional efforts to subpoena a former senior investigator on the Independent Inquiry Committee who thinks the panel has been

The Last Temptation of (the cartoon version of) Christ

From the June 2005 Reason: A Greek court has sentenced the Austrian cartoonist Gerhard Haderer to six months for blasphemy.  Haderer’s comic book The Life of Jesus, which depicts Jesus as a hippie who surfs and is friends with Jimi Hendrix, is banned in Greece but has sold some 100,000 copies in the rest of Europe.  Haderer faces imprisonment if he enters the country. And, if he never actually enters

An aging Gen-Xer obliquely laments his waning social relevance

Kids these days, with their silly pseudoephedrines.  Like candy, that stuff.  Whereas in my day it was all hardcore fentanyl analogues.  Now those were some real designer drugs, jack.