This morning’s Washington Post confirms some of yesterday’s speculation here about Barack Obama’s fundraising efforts. Internet donations to Obama have slowed, forcing the campaign to expand efforts to raise money from high-dollar donors in order to meet budget projections: “It’s one of the reasons why the Clinton people are so important,” said Kirk Wagar, Obama’s Florida finance chairman. “Most of us have beaten our Rolodexes pretty badly.” Yet Obama managed to botch an

Prayers for him, his wife, and his baby: From: “John Stephenson” Date: July 10, 2008 9:34:51 PM MDT Subject: Urgent Prayer Request for My Co-Blogger Please keep my co-blogger, his wife, and un-born child in your prayers. Gribbit, my snarky co-blogger, has been going through a lot lately. He explains it extensively at STACLU and his own blog. His family needs lots of prayers. Please let others know about this,

Boilermakers. And lots of ’em. Because not only will they get you shitfaced in no time, but — your being dead and all — the worst that can happen is that you throw up a little moistened sawdust. Small price to pay, it seems to me, if it means saying fuck it and breaking out “the sprinkler” while grooving to Shania on the dance floor at the Grizzly Rose.

Multi-culti fun from Doubleplusundead via Say Anything: Bristol City Council wants to prune bushes and remove cover from an area known as the Downs to improve the landscape and encourage rare wildlife. But its own gay rights group has opposed the move, claiming that cutting back the bushes was “discriminating” to homosexual men who used the area for late night outdoor sex known as dogging That’s why I stay away

That’s what NPR claimed today was legalized by the FISA bill. In the spirit of their employment of the expression, here’s an interesting example of “warrantless domestic spying”: The stunning rescue of Ingrid Betancourt and three U.S. military contractors owed its success not just to artful deception, but also to a five-year U.S.-Colombian operation that choked their captors’ ability to communicate. Known as “Alliance,” it began with a satellite phone

Cow farts collected in plastic tank for global warming study I just felt that you had a right to know. Canadian forensics experts have found that two of the five feet that have washed ashore onto islands near Vancouver belong(ed?) to the same man. Since all but one are right feet, I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that the left foot belong(s/ed) to him.

This is the sort of thing that made me say that O!s mortgage interest rate was comparatively small potatoes. While aggressive evictions are making rent-stabilized apartments increasingly scarce in New York, Representative Charles B. Rangel is enjoying four of them, including three adjacent apartments in a sprawling penthouse overlooking Upper Manhattan, courtesy of one of New York’s premier real estate developers. Mr. Rangel, the powerful Democrat who is chairman of

Excitable Andy is getting slightly excitable about the sense that Barack Obama’s “ample self-regard is lapsing into hubris”: That simulated faux-presidential seal was both tacky, silly and presumptive – a small version of “Mission Accomplished” Obama could well do without. The decision to give his acceptance speech in a stadium, rather than the traditional convention hall is also an unnecessary over-reach. The night will be freighted enough with history; it

Maverick John McCain has disavowed comments from his campaign co-chair and economic adviser Phil Gramm that the nation’s economic malaise is a “mental recession” and that “[w]e have sort of become a nation of whiners.”  Gramm stands by his comments, though he now says he meant that the nation’s leaders were whiners, not its citizens. It may be hard for McCain to throw Gramm under the Straight Talk Express.  First, Gramm

Then, sometime between 3:45-4:15 pm (EDT), he’ll climb back aboard his tiny space ship and light out for whatever the fuck planet it is he comes from, where he’ll enjoy a couple of Miller Chills and a tiny plate of warmed-over irrelevance while watching a “Petticoat Junction” marathon on his interstellar satellite dish: A press conference will be held today at the Cannon HOB Terrace at 2pm (EDT) Sessions of