Well, maybe two faces today, but I swear there will be three by the New Hampshire primary. Beautiful Atrocities highlights two sides of the wannabe contradictor-in-chief, Hillary Rodham Clinton.
(h/t Ace)
Well, maybe two faces today, but I swear there will be three by the New Hampshire primary. Beautiful Atrocities highlights two sides of the wannabe contradictor-in-chief, Hillary Rodham Clinton.
(h/t Ace)
The FEC says that bloggers should relax and that reports of a plot to “crack down” on blogging and email are wildly exaggerated.
Meanwhile, Feingold has a “read my lips” moment.
My grandmother died today, so there’s lots of stuff to do, and not to do. Blogging will be pretty sporadic, especially later this week.
This is the final week for Dan Rather, and there’s no front row seat better than RatherBiased.com.
Iranian blogger sentenced to prison on charges of espionage and insulting the country’s leaders.
Bloggers remain second-class citizens, legally speaking.
Geez, what a weekend. I’ll have to tell you about it sometime. Just not now. I’ll be back to regular blogging tomorrow.
Little to no blogging today. Got a full day of kids activities ahead. It’s possible that I’ll be doing a little car-blogging tomorrow…
Talk to you later.
Country Music Television has a job posting up on its website. They’re offering $100,000 to just the right person. What’s the position? Vice President of the CMT Dukes of Hazzard Institute. Now you’re asking yourself…just what would a VP of the CMT DHI do all day long? Here’s a sampling…
The application includes an opportunity to submit essay answers to the following questions:
For the record, I’ve never watched one full episode of the Dukes of Hazzard. In fact, my eyes have only seen one thing on that show…that confederate flag car. Every time I would scan TV channels, I’d skip past the USA channel or some other bojax cable television network and catch about 2 seconds of that racist car speeding through a muddy cow pasture or something. That’s what I know about the Dukes of Hazzard. But for $100,000 bucks, I’d be the fricken AUTHORITY on the Dukes of Hazzard. KING DUKE, that’d be me. I’d go out dressed like them, I’d scream “yahoo” like ’em (or whatever it is they scream), I’d drive that bigot car through muddy cow pastures just like ’em, and I’d talk like ’em.
In fact, I’m applying right now, on the spot. The job application is printing as I type. I AM A DUKE. I AM A DUKE. I AM A DUKE!
Whoa…
What the…
Wait a minute…
What a stupid idea that is. Who in the world would watch the Dukes of Hazzard EVERY WEEK NIGHT for a year? After the first couple of weeks I’d be pointing a gun to my head. Can you imagine how exciting those blog posts would be?
Blog entry #235 – Dukes of Hazzard, episode #110 – Wednesday night.
Uh, yeah well, uhmmm. They got in that fricken car again tonight. And, that little guy…you know, the guy in the white clothes with the hat. Boss Pig, or uh…Biss Pog. Well, you know who I’m talking about. Yeah, well, he was mad about something, and those Duke guys, they were running away from him or something, and then there was this hot babe and she jumped in the back seat of that fricken car and they were speeding around. Then in the end, that Bass Peg guy was still angry and the Dukes were all smiling and laughing and stuff, standing in front of that fricken car.
More tomorrow night.
Good Lord. I’d rather blog “Knott’s Landing”, or “Get Christie Love” or some show like that.
(h/t Belief Seeking Understanding)
MORE: Yikes
Luckily, this cell call was missed.