Trouble for America’s favorite rhino-hipped fauxpopulist schlub? “How dare you, Mr. Mickey Mouse! How dare you, sir…!” **** update: More! update’s slightly portly cousin, the one with the okay face and the great personality who you once hooked up with when you were both drunk: Aha!
Excerpt from “The Nuance-headed League,” a Sherlock Holmes Mystery, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Dr. John Watson writes: […] “The dapper client puffed out his chest with an appearance of some little pride and pulled a dirty and wrinkled newspaper from the inside pocket of his greatcoat. As he glanced down at the International Affairs section, with his head thrust forward and the paper flattened against his knee, I took a good look at the man and endeavored, after the fashion of my companion,
Excerpt from “The Nuance-headed League,” a Sherlock Holmes Mystery, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Dr. John Watson writes: […] “The dapper client puffed out his chest with an appearance of some little pride and pulled a dirty and wrinkled newspaper from the inside pocket of his greatcoat. As he glanced down at the International Affairs section, with his head thrust forward and the paper flattened against his knee, I took a good look at the man and endeavored, after the fashion of my companion,
Talking back to 80s music, 11
Wait, so my car’s all liberating and whatnot when you‘ve got ambitions, but I stay out late drinking one time, and suddenly you’re all, like, “take your fast car and keep on driving”…? Wow, thanks for being so understanding. Feminazi. “Fast Car,” Tracy Chapman
Culture Wars
In a related story, Presidente Vicente Fox is pushing legislation that would prohibit any Canadian from entering Mexico who is “not visibly drunk and riding a moose.”* **** h/t Jane Galt *”visiblemente borracho y montar a caballo un alce.” Usted es agradable.
Like Omega 3 to Cholesterol
Y’know, the same thing happened to me a couple of months back — except with my post, instead of forcing an amendment to a high-profile Ninth Circuit opinion, I was able to convince Oliver Willis to give up deviled eggs and mayonnaise-based potato salad. At least in the short term. Not to pat myself on the back or anything, but I may just have saved a man’s life. You’re welcome,
Ooh, is that beer battered…?
Overheard at the Outback Steakhouse, Atlanta GA, April 14. Britney Spears: “…Bloomin’ Onions! I loooooove Bloomin’ Onions. Oh, man, I am so all over those…!” update: No, I was simply pointing out that famous people can like Bloomin’ Onions, too. I didn’t even notice a weight gain.
Ooh, is that beer battered…?
Overheard at the Outback Steakhouse, Atlanta GA, April 14. Britney Spears: “…Bloomin’ Onions! I loooooove Bloomin’ Onions. Oh, man, I am so all over those…!” update: No, I was simply pointing out that famous people can like Bloomin’ Onions, too. I didn’t even notice a weight gain.
Life in the choice lane, redux – a pictorial
“I got drunk at a fraternity party and got knocked up by somebody on the lacrosse team. Todd, I think it was. I blame President Bush. And that Ashcroft demon.” Part 2
