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“Are we rushing headlong into the next step of those 40 years of progressions by which we do something then they do something, by which we pretend that we’re going to build this and it will somehow strengthen our deterrent then they do it, and low and behold, the next thing we know is, the President of the United States is addressing the nation saying,

Random Monica Lewinksy thought, June 11, 2004, #3

People who eat cheesesteaks without mayonnaise are just plain crazy. Broccoli, on the other hand, I can do without. update: In a pinch, though, broccoli with gobs of melted cheddar is okay, I guess.

Puis je manger le reste de votre sandwich

Scenes from my driveway, continued x 20

Deadbeat neighbor: “So. Dutch, huh?” Me: “Yup. Gipper.” Deadbeat neighbor: “…Now there was a man, y’know…?” Me: “I know. …Hey, can I offer you a beer or something…?”

Interrogative, MA

Greeley Notes

Go west, old man. And don’t stop until the last few links of your entrails are being chewed through by a frenzy of Pacific Hammerhead sharks. **** h/t QandO

Random Monica Lewinksy thought, June 11, 2004, #2

Damn, but those were some extra-tasty hashbrowns.

Film reviews in 5 words or less, #9

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003) Directed by Marcus Nispel. Stars Jessica Biel, Jonathan Tucker, Eric Balfour, and R. Lee Ermey. Five words or less review: Stop with the remakes, wouldya?

Here’s why I love Jacob Sullum

From “Teletubbies: The link between fat ad budgets and fat children,” Reason: When my daughter was 6, she spent a morning watching cartoons, during which she saw one commercial after another for cereal, candy, and cookies. Inspired by these messages, she grabbed her purse, drove to the grocery store, and loaded up the car with Cap’n Crunch, Skittles, and Oreos. That was all she ate for a month. The astute

Random Monica Lewinksy thought, June 11, 2004

Where did I leave my goddamn keys…? Great, now I’m going to miss the freakin’ breakfast menu. Stupid keys. update: Oh, here they are, right where I put them last night. Duh.