My reaction: I think the Bush administration regained a bit of control over the Iraq narrative — at least in the eyes of those who saw the speech (which, sadly, wasn’t broadcast on the major network news channels). The Daily Kos readers’ reaction: Smirky McChimpyburton can’t even pronounce Abu Ghraib, the stupid lying smirky shrub! First nuc-ular, now Abu Ghraib! Yodelyodelyodelyodelgleeeee! Shrub shrub shrub shrub shrub shrubby McShrubshrub shrub. See
May 25, 2004
The President’s Speech
My reaction: I think the Bush administration regained a bit of control over the Iraq narrative — at least in the eyes of those who saw the speech (which, sadly, wasn’t broadcast on the major network news channels). The Daily Kos readers’ reaction: Smirky McChimpyburton can’t even pronounce Abu Ghraib, the stupid lying smirky shrub! First nuc-ular, now Abu Ghraib! Yodelyodelyodelyodelgleeeee! Shrub shrub shrub shrub shrub shrubby McShrubshrub shrub. See
May 25, 2004
A Poem from 1968, Revised by the Ghost of Richard Brautigan, 2004 (eighth in a series)
The Hour of Eternity Hydrogenated Trans-Fats Part 5 “The Chinese read the time in the eyes of cats,” said Baudelaire Michael Moore and went into a jewelry store snack shop on Market St. He came out a few moments later carrying a twenty-one jewel Siamese cat that he wore on the end of a golden chain Four double cheeseburgers, a large tub of onion rings, and a chocolate coated marshmellow
May 25, 2004
Randle Patrick McMurphy decries the arbitrary nature of chronologically defined morality
McMurphy: “… she might have been fifteen, but when you get that little red beaver right up there in front of you, I don’t think it’s crazy at all and I don’t think you do either.”
May 25, 2004
Talking back to 80s music, 20
I’ve actually seen eyes without a face. They look exactly like ping pong balls, only more gelatinous. And, y’know, a little bit confused…
May 24, 2004
Encounters: The Arby’s parking lot, Alameda and Bryant St
Heavyset woman with large beverage (hurtling toward me): “Excuse me. Excuse me!” Me: “No thank you.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “No, I’m not selling anything. I was just gonna ask if I could borrow forty cents so I could make a phone call –“ Me: “– Just the curly fries, then, please.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “Huh –? Me: “– The Horsey sauce, yes.” Heavyset woman with large
May 24, 2004
Encounters: The Arby’s parking lot, Alameda and Bryant St
Heavyset woman with large beverage (hurtling toward me): “Excuse me. Excuse me!” Me: “No thank you.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “No, I’m not selling anything. I was just gonna ask if I could borrow forty cents so I could make a phone call –“ Me: “– Just the curly fries, then, please.” Heavyset woman with large beverage: “Huh –? Me: “– The Horsey sauce, yes.” Heavyset woman with large
May 24, 2004
Current Mood: Sisyphusian resolve, by way of Camus
“His fate belongs to him. His rock is his thing.” Current Favorite Movie Musical / lubricant / cooking byproduct: grease
May 24, 2004
Current Mood: Sisyphusian resolve, by way of Camus
“His fate belongs to him. His rock is his thing.” Current Favorite Movie Musical / lubricant / cooking byproduct: grease