Just watched my son roll over on his own for the very first time. Not surprisingly, he did so in pursuit of a stuffed monkey. Because who doesn’t like a stuffed monkey. Anyway, bravo, S*tch. You’ll be throwing a wicked slider and banging cheerleaders 4 at a pop in no time. Just like your old man used to. And yes, I think I’m going to cry now. update: Okay, now

Uh, yeah.

Oops! Looks like we may have found some more of those WMDs that never existed… In related news, Al Qaeda continues to have no connection to Iraq. update: Nevermind. The kids at DU remind us that the Sarin gas is quite obviously a US military plant. And here I was thinking our enemies were evil. (h/t Michele) More. update 2: QandO, and Captain’s Quarters. And Citizen Smash has a more

Clifford Peache: “But — I thought we were sort of a team now…”

protein wisdom: “Fat, drunk, and Canadian* is no way to go through life, Antonia.” *(With apologies in advance to those Canadians who happen not to be enormously fat, shrieking, potentially Jew-hating gobs of terror-enabling leftist goo with their own shrilly imbecilic and ubiquitously anti-American columns in the Toronto Star. Of whom I imagine there are like, literally dozens.) **** More. And more. And more. And more. And more. And —

Chapter 10: Irvine Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. Chapter 5. Chapter 6. Chapter 7. Chapter 8. Chapter 9.      “So for awhile I just wandered around in a daze, stopping off at various trout hotspots, looking up old friends, most of whom had up and moved. The few I did find regarded me suspiciously — as if noticing for the first time the gray rubber boots I wore

Elephant (2003) Directed by Gus Van Sant. Stars Alex Frost, Eric Deulen, John Robinson, Timothy Bottoms. Five words or less review: Wow!

Mr. Stoller: “I’m not ‘papa.’ I’m your god-damned father.”