**** h/t Bill Quick
June 9, 2004
June 9, 2004
Zen and the art of motorcyle maintenance, abridged
That’s it, be the adjustable clicker torque wrench. Perfect. Now, breathe…
June 9, 2004
Nope, not interested in the Democratic Vice Presidential nomination, 2004
Carl Yastrzemski Jamaican-style jerk chicken Rosy-fingered dawn Fresh dill The Nixon tapes The Guess Who (with Burton Cummings) Disposable razors “Mannix” Tube socks
June 9, 2004
The new normal
The Arab Street responds: “You’re right, that doesn’t sound pleasant at all, Great Satan. So if you’ll excuse us, we’ll be inside, minding our own business and enjoying sesame candies.” **** h/t Chaos Central
June 9, 2004
The drivethrough, Alameda and Federal, 9:44 am
Drivethrough lady: “Welcome to McDonald’s, may I take your order please?” Me: “Yeah, I’ll have a sausage McMuffin, hashbrowns, and Ted Rall is the most pernicious little odious vermin that nature ever suffered to crawl upon the surface of the earth.” Drivethrough lady: “Yep, him and Gulliver* both, sir. Anything to drink today?” ***
June 9, 2004
The Trouble with Homonyms poem
for my wife When we dined with royalty that one time, you told me you were stepping out to get some air, but I thought you meant heir, and I was all like, man, that kinda sucks.
June 9, 2004
And disco. Don’t forget disco.
America before Reagan: my goodness, what a downer the Carter administration was. **** via Mark Levin
June 9, 2004
Progress
There’s nothing I’d like to see more in my lifetime than some bugle player performing “Taps” over the gravestone of identity politics. This gives me hope. Steve Green has more.