From FOXNews: Anti-U.S. cleric Muqtada al-Sadr came out of hiding Monday for the first time since his fighters clashed with American forces in August, delivering a fiery speech demanding that coalition forces leave Iraq and that Saddam Hussein be punished. Al-Sadr, the radical Shiite cleric whose militia battled U.S. forces in Baghdad and Najaf last year, held a press conference in his father’s home in this holy Shiite Muslim city,
May 2005
protein wisdom and his addiction to “The Sopranos,” cont.
Dave from The Waterglass was kind enough to lend me his season 3 DVDs, which I devoured over the weekend, watching 10 of the 13 episodes. I would have finished them, but I need to pace myself until I can pick up the next set. Anybody willing to lend me Season 4 on DVD? Short of that, I’m willing to sell my seasons 1 and/or 2 DVDs in order to
Scenes from my driveway, continued x 55 (lazy Sunday edition)
Deadbeat neighbor: “Hiya.” Me: “Hey.” Deadbeat neighbor: Me: Deadbeat neighbor: Me: Deadbeat neighbor: “So….” Me: “Yep.”
The seventh set of 20 films that if you haven’t seen you should see immediately or risk having protein wisdom sneer at you like certain embarrassingly reactionary rightwing blogs sneer at homosexuals and minorities of all stripes
1970s, group 7 Five Easy Pieces (1970) Punishment Park (1971) The McKenzie Break (1970) Dark Star (1974) Midnight Express (1978) All the President’s Men (1976) Day of the Dolphin (1973) Play It Again, Sam (1972) Manhattan (1979) The Sunshine Boys (1975) The Hired Hand (1971) Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1978) Images (1972) Carrie (1976) The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane (1976) Murder By Decree (1979) Magic (1978)
It’s Friday, it’s Friday! Bring on the dancing armadillo!
Not today, I’m afraid. Our pointy-eared rat on the half shell got a gig writing spoof posts for a newly-minted parody site, so he’s really been burning the midnight oil of late. Right now he’s snug in bed, curled up in one of my slippers and snoring like Michael Moore after a kegger. I wish you could see him. Because he really is so dang cute when he’s working steadily.
Margaret Cho entertains some liberal friends with her patented ‘if George Bush’s mother was an old Asian woman like my Mom’ bit
Cho: “‘Geowgee! Why you mus’ say ‘nucurar’? Word is ‘nu-cre-ar’! Why you so stupid? Why you so monkey monkey?’” liberal friends: Cho: “‘Rike a chimp. I not so ploud of you, Geowgee!’ Heh.” liberal friends: Cho: “You get it?” liberal friends: “Well, he is like a chimp, I guess…” Cho: “Exactly!”*
Why aren’t you posting?
Sorry. Was reading the ghost of Hunter. Who, it seems, is almost as prolific as the live-action version. And only half as mescaline-addled.
“The yin and yang of intimate interpersonal relationships post, 10” (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)
yin: “I’m worried about your cholesterol. We need to switch to that Smart Balance spread instead of butter. And is that salad dressing low fat?” yang: “As a young man, I could kill a Kodiak bear with a rock and my teeth. You know that, right?”
If instead of a modern-day Gabor sister with a penchant for Bill Maher-bondage games and pseudo weblogs, Arianna Huffington were a bowl of creamed corn
Huffington: **** update: “you dare to mock the creamed corn? Because I must warn you that I have powerful friends, peoples.”
