Merrick: “I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!” Me:  “I am.  I am the walrus, bro.” Merrick:  “– I AM A HUMAN BEING!” Me:  “Fine, have it your way.  But just so’s you know, you’re missing out on some totally bitchin’ tusks.”

From Bryan Preston: This is where we are in the defense of civilization right now–fighting off actual terrorists slaughtering innocents for Islam and Western intellectual terrorists who just can’t stand the thought of a Republican is president. So they wish him dead. Writes Allah: […] the real “tell” in this movie is […] not the assassination itself, which doubtless is standard nutroots fantasy fare, but the fact that a Syrian

…that, in addition to a bronzed turd, he owns at least 3 life-sized cutouts of L. Ron Hubbard—and refers to Katie Holmes’ breasts unironically as “the majestic mothership.” Takers? (h/t Dan Riehl)

Imagine how you’d feel if you woke up to find Helen Thomas lying in bed beside you, wearing a black rubber bra and garters and smoking a cigarette.  Then throw in some mucus and a burning in the chest that feels like your lungs have been off hitting the crack whores without a jimmy, and you’ll have a pretty good idea how I feel. And there ain’t a chicken soup

1.  Christopher Hitchens lets loose:  “Plame Out:  The Ridiculous End to the Scandal That Distracted Washington”. 2.  And speaking of Plamegate….Just let it go, Jason.  Just.  Let. It. Go. (Via Colossus; AJ Strata has more). 3.  Oh.  And did I mention that Joe Wilson traveled to Niger to check out AQ Khan a full 3 years before checking on Saddam Hussein’s nuclear ambitions?  Wilson found nothing amiss with the Khan

Some of you may not be interested in this, but since the other shoe dropped—I learned a few days back that I need to be out of the duplex I rent by October 1 (though I have some legal wiggle room to push that date back a bit)—my wife and I are looking to buy our first house.  And it seems we are doing so at the precise moment when

1.  You forget to add the “Original Oriental Flavor” flavor packet to your Top Ramen noodles 2.  You recoil at the taste of unadorned noodles, curse Asians 3.  You eat a slice of muenster cheese, instead 4.  You go back to sleep. 5. 

If my head doesn’t clear soon, I think I’ll install a mucus faucet.

Which basically involved me overwatering the lawn, then standing in the sodden grass cannibalizing a jazz musician while I waited for a school bus to drive by. I even tried to get Shep Smith to float by on a piece of sheared corrugated tin roofing and rail at the federal government—but the bastard wouldn’t return any of my emails. How soon your forget, Shep.  How soon your forget. Developing…

Four possibilities:  1) the high profile nature of the Ramsey case—along with the seriousness of the charge—allowed the Boulder DA and the State Department to get extradition, even though they must have know that Karr had an alibi; now, Karr will be tried on molestation charges in California, where the punishment is potentially harsher than in Thailand (where the maximum sentence is 7 1/2 years).  2) The Boulder DA bungled