Oh yeah?  Well then I question the timing of those who question the timing. …Funny how a certain breed of Democrat can spend days excoriating Zell Miller for his histrionic indictment of partisan powerlust at the expense of national security—only to turn right around and greet rumors of an impending Usama bin Laden capture as some kind of electoral tragedy borne of carefully crafted GOP machinations.  I mean, I thought

Okay, now I’ve got a raw spot.  And a dirty dirty soul. *

THK: “What is that next to me—some sort of breaded fried beef?  What kind of savage eats a thing like that…?  I demand to be taken off this plate at once.”

A Sunday twofer: Q: What do you get when you cross the LA Times with cercocebus albigena johnstoni (aka., the West African Grey-cheeked Mangabey)? A: A Cercocebus albigena johnstoni (aka,. a West African Grey-cheeked Mangabey) who couldn’t find his ass with both hands and a rudimentary digging tool. **** Q: How many Washington Post staffers does it take to change a lightbulb? A: John Kerry so totally rocks! …Remember, people: 

Completely hungover and miserable.  Here→ Michael Moore—circus-freak huge and probably hungry.  John Kerry—starched, wealthy, and consistently annoying.  John Edwards—thumbing through Jane magazine in the waiting area of an upscale salon even as we speak, thinking, Jeez, I sure do love bunnies. Now go.  Enjoy your pancakes.  update:  That’s right. Who’s your daddy now, bitch…?

Fine, but it’s gonna have to be cashews.  Because that’s all I have is cashews. Cashews.

Gee, it’s eerie how similar this is to the Battle of Lexington and Concord, eh Mike?  Go Minutemen!  Fight the [starving, terrified children’s] power! **** (h/t Mark in Mexico, who aptly sums up:  “Bad, bad, bad. Children, for God’s sake.”)

From my email: Steve the Llama Butcher is at the annual meeting of the American Political Science Association (APSA) in Chicago. Today he will be live-blogging one of the panels entitled The Power and Politics of Blogs at around 4:15 CDT. On the panel sit none other than Andrew “I’m kinda-sorta thinking about voting for Bush if it wasn’t for that whole he’s a Nazi thing” Sullivan and Anna-Marie “**Wonkette

Well, you knew it was coming, but you never thought it’d be so incredibly moist.  Oliver Willis, unhinged. Tune in and watch the Donk spittle fly! And remember:  keep your hands and feet inside the protective cage at all times. Nevermind.  Par for the course, this stuff. Only marginally related:  For those of you who were busy tailing Frog 1 into the bowels of the New York subway system last