Meredith Vieira: ” […] and of course today is the National Day of Mourning –“ Joy Behar: “– for the, uh, the Reagan funeral is today, right? –“ Elisabeth Hasselbeck: “– at the National Cathedral, yeah –“ Meredith Vieira: “– yes, and there’s no mail service today, either, did y’all know that?” Star Jones: “– which, I’m going to tell you, really bothers me. I’m sorry, but it does –“
An exchange that might have taken place on ABC’s “The View” today (had I bothered to watch the show,
Malkin*
Like Maureen Dowd, only smart and interesting. And, y’know, not completely insane.
10 things Ted Rall has called his penis at one time or another (confirmed)*
“intrepid li’l hegemon” “the pocket Marx” “Spike” “one-eyed Ivan” “Mao Tse-meatsock” “kitty hitter” “Ted’s Caspian Pipeline” “Comrade Spelunker” “Yoda’s other thumb” “Bernie the penis” *Source: just guessing, really
Hockey and elk, remember? Leave the punditry to us.
Hahahahahahahahahahaha! Ha! Hahaha! Canadian journalists. Such a scream.
Milestones, 4.
Today is the protein wisdom four-year wedding anniversary — the fourth year being the fruit (traditional) or flower / appliance (modern) anniversary. So we’ll be having sushi. The Wedding Anniversary Haiku When we fell in love You said, “this feels quite nice, eh?” And I said, “It does.”
Scenes from my driveway, continued x 19
Deadbeat neighbor: Me: Deadbeat neighbor: Me: Deadbeat neighbor: “…Doesn’t get much better than this, does it?” Me: “Stay gold, Ponyboy.”
School’s. Out. For. Ever.
Yeah, but when it comes to video game proficiency among 17- and 18-year olds, we’re number one, baby! (Unless of course there’s math or reading involved. In which case, we’re number, like, 17 or some such.)
A Poem from 1968, Revised by the Ghost of Richard Brautigan, 2004 (twelfth in a series)
Man Michael Moore With his hat on he’s about five thirty-seven inches taller wider than a taxicab.
