Overheard in the parking lot of Denny’s, Alameda and Kalamath Ave, 9:27 am. Burly guy number one: “I’m gonna have the Lumberjack Slam™ breakfast, and I’m thinking maybe an extra side of sausage. What do you want? Burly guy number two: “What do I want? Well, I want some Bush, but they don’t serve that on a plate here, do they?” Burly guy number one: “Not for $4.99 they don’t.”

It’s as if Haight Ashbury dosed by licking acid off Ed Asner’s back, then coughed up a giant, multicolored hairball that somehow came to life and found a box of magic markers and some cardboard. Yes it is. It’s just like that.

Have the Bushies really failed on the jobs front? Well, that depends on whom you ask. Robert Reich, for instance, would say absolutely — then he’d plop himself down on a stack of phonebooks and invoke the name of Herbert Hoover eleven times in the course of a five minute powerlecture — none of which you’d hear, because you’d be fixating on the omelet bits in that little tiny beardlet

Claudia Winker, writing in The Weekly Standard, takes on Rep. Bernie Sanders (VT) and the ACLU, whose opposition to the PATRIOT Act, Winker argues, “propagates a caricature of the law as ‘setting the FBI loose on the American public.’” To say the Patriot Act authorizes the FBI to spy on people because of their taste in reading is like saying that equipping beat cops with night sticks authorizes the police

I ate that stuff once. Not surprisingly, it tasted just like chicken. Albeit hallucinatory chicken seasoned with opium.

No “American Idol” blogging. Not here. Instead, you get this story of a Pennsylvania Big Foot expedition. Favorite paragraph: Eric Altman, of Jeannette, hasn’t had a sighting of the elusive creature, but he’s heard unidentifiable sounds and tracked miles of large inhuman footprints in the woods of central and western Pennsylvania. I think I can help you with those “unidentifiable sounds,” Eric. That’s the rest of the country chortling at

Two things: 1) Me neither! And 2) I realize it’s been almost two years, but I’m beginning to think this was a linguistic hoax of epic proportions. [update: Check back all you want, but nothing’s going to change. Unless of course closing arguments unexpectedly devolve into a dunking contest, in which case, cool.]

Oh please. He’s doing no such thing.

I’m sorry, were we still pretending? Seems I’m always the last to know about these things.

Overheard at Cosi’s Restaurant, Georgetown, lunch time, April 26: Kerry: ” –Wait, go over that again…? Kerry PR Strategist: “Sure. CAFE standards have to do with Corporate Average Fuel Economy guidelines. That’s what the acronym CAFE stands for, in fact — ‘corporate average fuel economy.’ Our position is that raising CAFE standards will clean the environment and cut down on our reliance on foreign oil.” Kerry: “Right, yes, excellent. And,