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May 24, 2004

Encounters:  The Arby’s parking lot, Alameda and Bryant St

Heavyset woman with large beverage (hurtling toward me): “Excuse me. Excuse me!” Me: “No thank you.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “No, I’m not selling anything. I was just gonna ask if I could borrow forty cents so I could make a phone call –“ Me: “– Just the curly fries, then, please.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “Huh –? Me: “– The Horsey sauce, yes.” Heavyset woman with large

Encounters:  The Arby’s parking lot, Alameda and Bryant St

Heavyset woman with large beverage (hurtling toward me): “Excuse me. Excuse me!” Me: “No thank you.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “No, I’m not selling anything. I was just gonna ask if I could borrow forty cents so I could make a phone call –“ Me: “– Just the curly fries, then, please.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “Huh –? Me: “– The Horsey sauce, yes.” Heavyset woman with large

Current Mood:  Sisyphusian resolve, by way of Camus

“His fate belongs to him. His rock is his thing.” Current Favorite Movie Musical / lubricant / cooking byproduct: grease

Current Mood:  Sisyphusian resolve, by way of Camus

“His fate belongs to him. His rock is his thing.” Current Favorite Movie Musical / lubricant / cooking byproduct: grease

Super Partisan Nursery Rhymes, 1

Hickery, dickery, dock! The mouse ran up the clock: The clock struck one, the mouse ran down… Hickery, dickery, John Kerry is an opportunistic scumfingerer.

The perfectly contained post

Rag time.

A Poem from 1968, Revised by the Ghost of Richard Brautigan, 2004 (seventh in a series)

The American Hotel      Part 2 Baudelaire Michael Moore was sitting in a doorway with a a wino on San Francisco’s skidrow. The wino was a million years old and could remember      dinosaurs. Baudelaire Michael Moore and the wino were drinking Petri Muscatel. “One must always be drunk never trust a Republican,”      said Baudelaire Michael Moore. “I live in the American Hotel,” said the wino. “And I can      remember dinosaurs.” “Be

For best results, serve with citrus zest

Q: What do you get when you cross Fred Barnes, Michael Moore, and Al Franken? A: This Weekly Standard essay. Q: What What do you get when you cross Fred Barnes, Michael Moore, Al Franken, hot water, and chopped celery? A: Soup. Really awful soup.

Beam, mote, something or other

Scott at Wunderkinder looks at the Pew Study on the Media and notices that the numbers shine a peculiar light on many self-styled “moderates”: […] conservative media members seem more forthright about possible bias in either direction in the media in general. 68% of conservative members could think of a news organization that was especially conservative; the same could think of an organization that was especially liberal. Meanwhile, there was

Tomorrow’s headlines today

French “achitectural showpiece” collapses, killing 4 foreign nationals; UN moves quickly to condemn Israel for the catastrophe because why not?