me: “So, this feeling of being incredibly stoned—y’know, walking sideways, banging into furniture, feeling lightheaded and abnormally relaxed in the bowels—all this is to be expected, right?” Klonopin:  “You’re damn skippy, trippy.  But rather than fight it, my advice to you is to pick yourself up a nice black light and a gross or two of glow sticks—then start trolling the local universities or coffee shops for hippie chicks willing

One of the most dogged detractors of the increasingly “official” pre-war intel history—specifically, of the notion that Iraq had no ties to Islamic terrorism or al Qaeda (a broad assertion offered dismissively by Bush war detractors that has been debunked by, among others, the 911 Commission Report and the NYT) —is the Weekly Standards‘ Stephen Hayes, whose investigative reporting on the history of an Iraq intelligence nexus to al Qaeda

[extended reply to the Left Coasters here – ed] From Jim Geraghty at TKS (via Allah): Reaction at the liberal blog, The Left Coaster, to the latest message from al-Qaeda’s number two, Ayman al-Zawahiri: I have to admit it is fun to see Al Qaeda play Bush like a violin. Revealing. Left Coaster also discusses the NYT body armor story, addressed here by Conferederate Yankee, as well as the relative

—I know, I know.  But here’s the deal:  it turns out a 16 lb armadillo placed on a 2mg/day regimen of Klonopin is far less interested in dancing than he is in spooning an animatronic Elmo doll for hours at a spell, the hope being that he can create just enough friction under his shell to get that armadillo funny feel, then fall peacefully asleep in a warm pocket of