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Scenes from my driveway, continued, continued, continued

Deadbeat neighbor: “Wow. That Kerry guy really is an asshole, isn’t he?” Me: “Told you so.” Deadbeat neighbor: “That you did… Anyway, much nicer outside today. I’m thinking maybe I’ll grill tonight.” Me: “Just try not to burn the ribs this time. It drives my dogs crazy.”

Goes together like spaghetti and birch beer*

…Oh good lord. Above: Prince Charles and Jay-Z share a laugh over the nature of transatlantic “jiggyness.” *Or “Fish and Crips,” you decide. **** via Karol

Sentences I wish I’d Written / Uttered, 2

1. “Air America’s Randi Rhodes’ calling for President Bush to be shot: If you make a death threat on a radio network no one listens to, does it make a sound?” — Glenn Reynolds, from “Things I’m not writing about, but that people keep asking about,” Instapundit.com 2. “You breath smells of ambrosia, nectar of the Gods…” — some guy at a hotel bar in Reno, NV, in a rather

Sentences I wish I’d Written / Uttered, 2

1. “Air America’s Randi Rhodes’ calling for President Bush to be shot: If you make a death threat on a radio network no one listens to, does it make a sound?” — Glenn Reynolds, from “Things I’m not writing about, but that people keep asking about,” Instapundit.com 2. “You breath smells of ambrosia, nectar of the Gods…” — some guy at a hotel bar in Reno, NV, in a rather

Top 10 Lynndie England Excuses and/or Dinosaurs

10.  Pachycephalosaurus 9.  “I thought those were corn dogs. And I love corn dogs.” 8.   “Wait, you said ‘secure and detain’? Because it sounded like you said ‘put together a circle jerk, film it, then burn it onto a DVD.’” 7.   Carcharodontosaurus 6.   “Oh, I see: it’s okay to liberate Iraqis, but try liberating a few American nipples and all of sudden you’ve committed a crime…?” 5.   “I thought those were salamis. And I love salamis.”

Update 3

Ted Rall is still an idiot.

Right man for the job…?

…Up to y’all, I guess.

Right man for the job…?

…Up to y’all, I guess.

Dalton regards ontology with an air of skeptical defiance

Dalton: “Pain don’t hurt.”

Talking back to 80s music, 16

Fine. You’re wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully pretty. But the fact remains, I’m a married man, so if you’re that desperate to have your, er, love cat stroked, you’re just going to have to do it yourself, okay…? (…Having said that, there’s no law that says I can’t watch, should you choose to go that route…)… “Love Cats,” The Cure.