Friday, August 31, 2007
I’m sure the Democrats would be more than happy to fund something like this.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
What happens after you "make contact" between stalls? Does one guy crawl under the divider into the adjacent stall and blow the other dude? And all of this is accompanied by the sounds and smells of a men’s bathroom -- in an airport?
Monday, August 27, 2007
This criminal little fuck should be on his way to prison instead of whatever lucrative career awaits.
Friday, August 24, 2007
How long has it been since you’ve checked in with the Great One?
Here are two of my personal faves
Bingo, The Death Of Souls
A Casket Full Of Cheese Fries
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Yeah, you know me!
(Okay, probably my lamest post ever.)
Tuesday, August 21, 2007|
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Tom Friedman just went from delusional to psychopathic.
Friday, August 17, 2007
The cable news networks have each fully converted to an all-mine-tragedy format, which makes sense, because there’s nowhere else on the planet where Americans are experiencing excruciating injury and death.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Then you’ll cry.
Then you’ll want to break something.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
I almost hope they try this. Maybe it would bring on the BushCo meltdown we’ve all been waiting in vain for.
Hey, a guy can dream, can't he?
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
And pooping in the punch bowl.
Look, it is not black helicopter conspiracy talk to say that the system is fully rigged to protect the vested interests of state-corporate power. We see the evidence of this every single fucking day.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Go see this film. It’s Moore’s best to date.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Big, beefy guys. Guess who?
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
So glad the adults are in charge.
Monday, August 06, 2007
Those vocal critics of the war are at it again.
Friday, August 03, 2007
Tonight I will embark on the first of two straight nights of Wizard Rock.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Sometimes I feel that nearly seven years of massive abuse, corruption, and lies has depleted my capacity for rage -- not my anger, mind you; I mean the feeling that I want to break something or someone. Most of the time, I just feel numb and depressed. But then I read something like this and I want to go fucking ballistic.
We’re going to be feeling the effects of BushCo long after these fuckers have moved on to lives of obscene luxury.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
This one is just for you.