No idea where the gentleman's got off to, friends. In the meantime, you'll just have to content yourselves with little old me. Couple of things ...
This will make you sick. Remember that in addition to the Republicans' Thirty Years War on the economy, the BP spill, the anti-not-a-mosque maniacs, the Blue Dogs, two wars, the lying shitbags at Fox and their despicable friends, Larry Summers and the Wall Street dickheads, ceaseless Birther bullshit, preening and pointless jackasses like Maureen Dowd, Carl Hulse, and Adam Nagourney, and everything and everyone else I've left off the list, Obama has to deal with the Koch brothers and their rancid ilk.
Did I mention that I saw American Idiot -- and that ( (and the two headbanging teens next to me) loved it? And no, I didn't have to pay full price, and neither do you.
Note to the NYT: everyone hates Rick Lazio. That's why he has no money and that's why he's going to get crushed.
This weekend I watched The White Ribbon and it was really good. One of the most beautifully shot movies I've seen in a long while.
One thing that drives me absolutely nuts is when someone at work sends me an email and then immediately trots down to my office to say, "Didja get that thing I sent you?" Why are people still doing this -- and should I just go all Milt Waddams on their asses?
Finally, if you could send one global warming denier on an all-expenses-paid trip to hike the back country of Yellowstone this fall, which one would it be?
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Umm, that's a pretty easy question. Given your lead-in, I'd say it's a lead-pipe cinch: Charles Koch, sans entourage.
Oh, fuck Yellowstone, that's too easy. I'd strap a parachute on him and kick him out of an airplane about four hundred miles north of Hudson Bay....
Yeah, let him make friends with the tan hybrid polar/grizzly Cheney bears. Whatta a miserable pair of fucking fucks, him and his bro.
Best wishes to Dr. Turk and his family. Hope everything's OK, and he didn't get one of those rotten eggs.
let's hope he got a date with sandy
Oh hell, I can't get off this because I loathe him so: Cheney. I don't care if he is on his third heart or whatever. Push him downhill, strapped to a salmon-smeared gurney. Yum-yum. Buh-bye.
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