It’s 50 degrees out and raining today, so you’ll have to forgive me for forgetting (at least until I was reminded by NPR this morning) that today marks the 63rd anniversary of the Imperial Japanese Navy’s surprise assault on Pearl…
The dancing white boy with a trombone has a name (Jonathan Arons) and a website. Then again, who doesn’t? Have a website, that is. I’m assuming everyone, except for possibly Prince-by-whatever-name/symbol-he’s-recently-chosen, has a name.
My brain is all mushy around the edges. Three straight hours of validating one’s corporate existance will do that to a person, I guess. Must. Have. Caffeine.
This could quite possibly be (and I don’t want to oversell this or anything) the pinnacle of Western civilization, or at least modern culture and interpretive dance. Dang, look at him go! Direct link here if you want to save…
Least successful? I don’t know about you, but I’d take Christmas with the Nuge over the Nickandjessicathenewlywedswhodanceandsingandpranceohmy crap that’s been running as of late.
I generally pride myself on a good head for language and I consider myself rather adept at spelling. Why is it, then, that I did so atrociously on this seemingly simple BBC word quiz? Bloody Limeys. They think they’re sooooo…
Michael Totten has just returned from a trip to Lybia and has posted an intriguing set of pictures that he captured while there. I’m continually amazed at 1) how little I know about the rest of the world, 2) how…
Glenn Reynold’s review of Neal Stephenson’s Baroque Cycle trilogy of novels is online. Go and read the whole thing, but in summation, Reynolds opines: One cannot help but feel, after reading the long passage in which the princess, Newton, and…
Maureen Dowd, with nary a bit of irony, spake thusly this past week: There are moments – when my brothers are sharing some snarky thing Rush Limbaugh said about me, or the latest bon mot from Pat Buchanan, with whom…
The Fark photoshop goons strike comedy gold once again. Heh.
