The past couple of days of White Sox Baseball, what did ya think?
Beth went and did it. Go vote for your favorite blogger babe and make damn sure you don’t vote for me. I think Hubris needs the title to keep his webcam business running.
I should have had Beautiful Wife take a bald pic…I really am too sexy for my hair.
A group of men who mostly sit around a cabin eating too much all weekend while talking about their lives on a gut level is called a “spiritual retreat.” They’re good for your soul. Find some guys to do this with.
Caught Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit yesterday afternoon. Just go. Your kids will love it and so will you. It’s one of those movies you’ll want to watch over and over again so you may as well just start now. Crackin’ good. There’s plenty of cheese for the hard core fans and no, sigh, you don’t have to see the first three for this one to make sense.
Oh…shoot. Yesterday was National Porn Sunday and I missed it. See, if you go on a spiritual retreat and miss church, you miss the really important stuff. All together now, bowm-chicka-bowm-bowwwwwwwwwwwwwww… ahhhhhhhmennnnnnnn… oh God, oh God, ohhhhhhhhhh Goddddddddddddddddd.
The U.N. and the Internet? What he said. I’m sorry, any organization that isn’t smart enough to hide something as damning as “oil for food” isn’t qualified to run the internet.
Holding the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger…
You’re telling me the kid who sang The Superbowl is Gay on the internet actually has a contract with MTV?
New sign of the upcoming apocolypse.
The gals from The Cotillion are having a Babe Contest. I might enter just on the grounds of general silliness.
It’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Shiver your timbers and blow me down, ’tis a wonderful holiday.
This from NYT:
No civilians in New Orleans will be allowed to carry pistols, shotguns or other firearms, said P. Edwin Compass III, the superintendent of police. “Only law enforcement are allowed to have weapons,” he said.
But that order apparently does not apply to hundreds of security guards hired by businesses and some wealthy individuals to protect property. The guards, employees of private security companies like Blackwater, openly carry M-16’s and other assault rifles. Mr. Compass said that he was aware of the private guards, but that the police had no plans to make them give up their weapons.
Eugene Volokh cites the Louisiana Constitution, art. I, sec. 11 (enacted 1974): The right of each citizen to keep and bear arms shall not be abridged, but this provision shall not prevent the passage of laws to prohibit the carrying of weapons concealed on the person., and asks:
Is there some implicit emergency exception to the right to bear arms here? On the other hand, doesn’t the emergency make the right especially valuable to the rightsholders? Should it matter that the government seems willing to let “businesses and some wealthy individuals” hire to people use arms “to protect their property,” but isn’t willing to let less wealthy individuals use themselves and their friends and relatives to protect their property (and their bodies and their lives)?
BTW, did you catch ANY of that this past weekend because OMFG!
No one knows how they’re going to react to diversity and hardship, but if I ever begin to turn into that blob of radiating emotion, please slap me…HARD…I don’t think I could stand the embarassment.
I was somehow possesed to tune in to Home Shopping Network by some DirecTV listing called HSN Garage.
And what is the first thing I hear: “It is a pink tool belt, folks! Get your order in now.”
Oh, gawd, will the sale be closed by the time I get back from being bent-over the john?
On the other hand, now they’re hawking something called “Sticky Putty”, which seems like it might be usefull.
Oh, gawd, they’re doing the pink tool belts again!!! E-gad!!!
Okay, so I’ve been doing this headshaving thing for about two months now and have got it down to a method that works pretty well for me. Since I’m feeling a bit emotionally hungover from watching and reacting to the images and stories coming out of Katrina this week, I thought I’d share with you how I shave my head and do something more step-by-step and less, “ARGH this is just NUTS!!!”
First time only: Either go to the barber one last time and let them buzz you down as close as possible or purchase yourself a decent barber’s razor and let a friend do it. The BX carries a variety of brands and styles all for under $40.00. Gorgeous Daughter has herself a professional set by Wahl because she not only cuts her own hair but most of her friends’ also. If you’re going to be shaving bald all the time and you know that, you obviously don’t need these, but some folks only shave their heads with the barber’s shears and don’t finish up all the way to the slickity skin. Weird huh?
Shaving my head:
I shave in the shower now because it’s just so much easier. Even on days when I’m just shaving my face. I get a better shave all the way around thanks to the steam and cleanup is much easier.
I wash my head and face with a good aloe-vera based soap. I like Dial’s. I let the soap sit for at least a full minute to make sure all the little stubblies are good and wet…this is a good time to wash the rest of me…like my fuzzy white butt. (I know some of you would have missed it if I hadn’t mentioned it…you’re welcome.)
Rinse.
I lather up my face and head with a good shaving creme. One trick I picked up from surfing around is after I get my face and head all good and lathered up, only rinse off the hand that I’m going to use to shave with, I leave the other one full of leftover shaving creme.
I shave my face first so that the head gets a chance to get even wetter and slicker while the creme sets in. I shave my face pretty much the way I’ve always done, with the grain for one swipe, against the grain for the second, a couple of swipes sideways on my neck or I get bumps.
For my head though, I’ve found that shaving with the grain is mostly an exercise in scraping off shaving creme so I go against the grain, front to back, to the natural middle, and neck up to the natural middle. I go slowly and more importantly, smoothly, on my head being careful not to move the blade laterally, because the times I have nicked it I thought that I’d severed an artery. Scalp wounds bleed very freely especially in the shower. Most guys my age already know how to be careful not to slide the blade sideways on their face, I had to remember to think about this on my head. Once I get one pass all the way around I take that handful of creme that I left in my free hand and rub it around feeling for the “stripes” that I may have missed. I get those by once again going slowly and smoothly. I avoid the temptation to really pull out my ear and get the nubbies I can feel around it…all that does is cause razor burns or serious nicks. I have to be very careful on the back of my head because I have three of those very deep Sharpe` Dog wrinkles on the back of my neck. Once I’m done with the obvious stripes I run my cremed hand around one more time, making sure that I didn’t miss anything. I rinse and once again wash with the aloe vera soap which makes sure I get all the hairs off and adds a nice layer of moisture. Then I rinse, sometimes using very cold water to close the pores. That will change come winter I’m sure.
When I dry off I make sure I PAT or BLOT my head dry. Trying to rub a freshly shaved noggin with a towel feels like steel wool and causes unneccessary ugly blotchy red patches. When I moisturize, I use a good after shave LOTION. When I say lotion, I mean something with lanolin or more aloe vera and NO alcohol. My scalp is not my face, it has not been hardened by years of shaving and chemicals. Right after a shave it’s very sensitive to just about everything. A breeze will feel like a snowstorm and the sun feels like it’s right on top of me no matter what. If I want to use an astringent to close the pores I use Witch Hazel, it only stings a tiny bit, but I then add moisturizer when it dries. Even if I’m wearing a hat I’ll add a layer of sunscreen if I’m going to be out for longer than 15 minutes. The thought of a sunburned skull is bad enough.
About razors. There are a LOT of different razors on the market. I’ve used mostly Gillettes over the years but I recently switched over to Schick’s Extreme III because it doesn’t just pivot it flexes along the horizontal and basically wraps around any angles keeping more blade on my face and head. Not such a big deal on my face although my chin appreciates it, but it makes a huge difference in comfort on my noggin. The weird thing is that the disposable versions are actually cheaper than the blades by themselves and work just as well.
How often do I shave? I’m on a Monday, Wednesday and Friday schedule for shaving my head. That seems to work pretty well. I’ll shave again on the weekend only if we’re going somewhere or doing something special. I’ve tried every day, but that’s a bit too intense and causes more irritation. I’ve gone as long as three full days in between with no problems other than my scalp starts to itch like crazy.
So that’s basically how I do it. If you’ve ever thought about shaving your head for whatever reason and have any questions, ask. Ask a bald guy if you know one. Most bald by choice guys will happily and proudly tell you how they do theirs and honestly believe they’ve got the best method. The best method, the best shaving creme, the best razor is the one that works for you and your head. I’ve got a bullet head so I’ve got more angles on my noggin that my son-in-law’s which is almostly perfectly global. Seriously, you could tattoo the Western Hemisphere on the man’s head and it would look just right.
A note to all you guys who are doing drugs, rugs or plugs, to all the men who are still letting their barbers talk them into that combover or who still believe their barbers when they say, “That’s NOT a bald spot, it’s just naturally thin for your age.” If you ever wonder what us guys who have accepted the inevitable think of you who are fighting it, we’re laughing. Seriously, we find it funnier than hell. You may call me Uncle Fester or Cueball all ya want, but dude, when the wind catches your combover and it starts to fly…it just makes my whole day.
I am wondering: We are told there are arrows all over our prison camp at Guantanamo Bay, facing towards Mecca. But do they face due East, as per a Mercator map, or North-East, per a true globe?
Just wondering. I mean, Mohammed likely thought the world was flat so…
Needed something light and meaningless. From Ravenwood.
A List of Things Every Man Should Do Before He Dies
1. Shoot a gun larger than a .22. (Yep)
2. Teach a kid to shoot. (Define “kid.” Boyo hasn’t been shooting yet and guns aren’t allowed where we’re going so I’m gonna have to hold out.)
3. Cook a meal out in the open. (Done many times and not just “grilling” either.)
4. Kill an animal which can kill you. (No, and hopefully never will.)
5. Taste a good brandy (no French cognacs need apply) and a fine single malt Scotch. (I’ve overachieved this one.)
6. Visit at least eight countries outside your own continent, none of which speak your home language. (Only four so far.)
7. Read any six Shakespeare plays. (I’ve read them all at least once…some of them really shouldn’t be read.)
8. Win a solo sporting competition—anything that involves physical exercise. (When I was MUCH younger.)
9. Be part of a winning sports team. (Does bowling count?)
10. Make love with a woman in a forbidden place. (Yep.)
11. Have a strange woman invite you home with her; and refuse her, because you’re married. (Done more than once.)
12. Build something tangible—out of wood, steel, brick, whatever. (Done. That reminds me, we need new bookcases.)
13. Sit up all night comforting a sick child. (One of the times I KNEW I was a Dad.)
14. Tell the truth, where a lie would both be undiscoverable, and keep you out of trouble. (The truth’s just easier on my karma, besides being honest in these cases really freaks out some people so…bonus!)
15. Watch at least one real virtuoso play a musical instrument—in any kind of music. (I consider Eric Clapton such a man, done.)
16. Perform on stage (music, theater, whatever), to a large (500+) audience. (Many times.)
17. Play at least one musical instrument competently. (I fail miserably here, but still want to learn how to play the guitar.)
18. Make love to a woman at least ten years older than you are. (And that was long ago and far away as well.)
19. Tell a government bureaucrat to fuck off. (Do it all the time I’ve just learned to use words that won’t get me court martialled.)
20. And finally: tell a true story to your grandchildren. (Boyo technically is my grandchild but I’ll wait until he has kids to call this one done.)
30 B.C. – Cleopatra commits suicide.
1862 – The Battle of Richmond, Kentucky. Confederates under Edmund Kirby Smith rout a Union army at Richmond, Kentucky, in one of the most lopsided engagements of the Civil War.
1880 – Apache Chief Diablo is killed.
1945 – McArthur arrives in Japan. The first postwar Hudson rolls off the assembly line.
1961 – The world became a better place…for me anyway…finally had some room to stretch. Mom was skinny back then.
1963 – The U.S.-Soviet “Hotline” goes into operation.
1970 – Cameron Diaz is born.
1980 – Willie Nelson’s On The Road Again enters the charts.
History bullets provided by The History Channel.
You’re John Bender! ” the Criminal”
You’re rough around the edges and you’re known
to say whatever comes to mind, no matter how
raunchy it is. You make things dangerous but
fun. Even though it doesn’t always show, you
have a kind heart…
Which Breakfast Club Character are you?
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Like that was a suprise.
According to Michele’s bud, it’s been 20 years since The Breakfast Club.
Stolen from Michele.
A.) Go to musicoutfitters.com.
B.) Enter the year you graduated from high school in the search function at the upper left and get the list of 100 most popular songs of that year.
C.) Bold the songs you liked, strike through the ones you hated underline your favorite. Do nothing to the ones you don’t remember (or don’t care about).
1979
1. My Sharona, The Knack
2. Bad Girls, Donna Summer
3. Le Freak, Chic
4. Da Ya Think I’m Sexy, Rod Stewart
5. Reunited, Peaches and Herb
6. I Will Survive, Gloria Gaynor
7. Hot Stuff, Donna Summer
8. Y.M.C.A., Village People
9. Ring My Bell, Anita Ward
10. Sad Eyes, Robert John
11. Too Much Heaven, Bee Gees
12. MacArthur Park, Donna Summer
13. When You’re In Love With A Beautiful Woman, Dr. Hook
14. Makin’ It, David Naughton
15. Fire, Pointer Sisters
16. Tragedy, Bee Gees
17. A Little More Love, Olivia Newton-John
18. Heart Of Glass, Blondie
19. What A Fool Believes, Doobie Brothers
20. Good Times, Chic
21. You Don’t Bring Me Flowers, Barbra Streisand and Neil Diamond
22. Knock On Wood, Amii Stewart
23. Stumblin’ In, Suzi Quatro and Chris Norman
24. Lead Me On, Maxine Nightingale
25. Shake Your Body, Jacksons
26. Don’t Cry Out Loud, Melissa Manchester
27. The Logical Song, Supertramp
28. My Life, Billy Joel
29. Just When I Needed You Most, Randy Vanwarmer
30. You Can’t Change That, Raydio
31. Shake Your Groove Thing, Peaches and Herb
32. I’ll Never Love This Way Again, Dionne Warwick
33. Love You Inside Out, Bee Gees
34. I Want You To Want Me, Cheap Trick
35. The Main Event (Fight), Barbra Streisand
36. Mama Can’t Buy You Love, Elton John
37. I Was Made For Dancin’, Leif Garrett
38. After The Love Has Gone, Earth, Wind and Fire
39. Heaven Knows, Donna Summer and Brooklyn Dreams
40. The Gambler, Kenny Rogers
41. Lotta Love, Nicolette Larson
42. Lady, Little River Band
43. Heaven Must Have Sent You, Bonnie Pointer
44. Hold The Line, Toto
45. He’s The Greatest Dancer, Sister Sledge
46. Sharing The Night Together, Dr. Hook
47. She Believes In Me, Kenny Rogers
48. In The Navy, Village People
49. Music Box Dancer, Frank Mills
50. The Devil Went Down To Georgia, Charlie Daniels Band
51. Gold, John Stewart
52. Goodnight Tonight, Wings
53. We Are Family, Sister Sledge
54. Rock ‘N’ Roll Fantasy, Bad Company
55. Every 1’s A Winner, Hot Chocolate
56. Take Me Home, Cher
57. Boogie Wonderland, Earth, Wind and Fire
58. (Our Love) Don’t Throw It All Away, Andy Gibb
59. What You Won’t Do For Love, Bobby Caldwell
60. New York Groove, Ace Frehley
61. Sultans Of Swing, Dire Straits
62. I Want Your Love, Chic
63. Chuck E’s In Love, Rickie Lee Jones
64. I Love The Night Life, Alicia Bridges
65. Ain’t No Stoppin’ Us Now, McFadden and Whitehead
66. Lonesome Loser, Little River Band
67. Renegade, Styx
68. Love Is The Answer, England Dan and John Ford Coley
69. Got To Be Real, Cheryl Lynn
70. Born To Be Alive, Patrick Hernandez
71. Shine A Little Love, Electric Light Orchestra
72. I Just Fall In Love Again, Anne Murray
73. Shake It, Ian Matthews
74. I Was Made For Lovin’ You, Kiss
75. I Just Wanna Stop, Gino Vannelli
76. Disco Nights, G.Q.
77. Ooh Baby Baby, Linda Ronstadt
78. September, Earth, Wind and Fire
79. Time Passages, Al Stewart
80. Rise, Herb Alpert
81. Don’t Bring Me Down, Electric Light Orchestra
82. Promises, Eric Clapton
83. Get Used To It, Roger Voudouris
84. How Much I Feel, Ambrosia
85. Suspicions, Eddie Rabbitt
86. You Take My Breath Away, Rex Smith
87. How You Gonna See Me Now, Alice Cooper
88. Double Vision, Foreigner
89. Every Time I Think Of You, Babys
90. I Got My Mind Made Up, Instant Funk
91. Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough, Michael Jackson
92. Bad Case Of Lovin’ You, Robert Palmer
93. Somewhere In The Night, Barry Manilow
94. We’ve Got Tonite, Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band
95. Dance The Night Away, Van Halen
96. Dancing Shoes, Nigel Olsson
97. The Boss, Diana Ross
98. Sail On, Commodores
99. I Do Love You, G.Q.
100. Strange Way, Firefall
The most bizarre part of this exercise is the fact that I simply don’t recall most of these songs. These were not the top 100 songs that I was listening to, but then again I was listening to college radio and the “alternative” stations when I was 14 so…
Zombyboy at Resurrection Song.
How wrong would it be to suggest that Casey Sheehan’s death was the best thing that ever happened to his mother, Cindy? To see her reveling in her new celebrity is to see a woman who has found her place and calling in life, no matter that it came not only at the cost of her child but also in spite of whatever the volunteer would have wanted to have said in his own memory. See, no one–not even his mother–can claim divine knowledge of what Casey would want to say to us if he could still speak.
Michele smells somethin’ cookin’.
I smell impending disaster.
Or at least something worth grabbing a bucket of popcorn and turning on CNN for.
Rob at Wizbang turns the tables.
Why won’t Cindy meet with Qualls?
Why does Cindy have all sorts of time for political big-wigs like Al Sharpton and celebrities like Joan Baez but not one minute for Qualls?
Jeff is…well, being Jeff, and what more do we want really?
And of course, make sure the cameras aren’t trained on the White Supremacists when “soft-spoken, grieving anti-war Mom CINDY!” launches into her conspiracy fantasies about “neocons” hijacking foreign policy to benefit their true masters—Israel—at the expense of their puppet proxy, the US government. Because chants of “death to the Kikes”? Might make Barbra and her big-monied Jew friends uncomfortable.
Oh, and any sympathy I may have expressed for Mrs. Sheehan a couple weeks ago, has been completely sucked away by her words, actions and the company she’s chosen to keep.
Google has an Instant Messaging client. Once it’s installed, you get little IM popups about new mail in your GMail Account. You can use your GMail Account to log into it. If anyone needs an invite (does anyone NOT have GMail at this point?) let me know and I’ll shoot you one.
I’ve never been a big IM fan…if I wanted to chat with someone I’d hook up with them on irc or some other chat room. But what the heck?
Dean and Michele pointed me at it, I just can’t download anything to my computer at work.
I’m timmer847@gmail.com.
More: They’re trying to unify all chat. Once you’ve got Google Chat installed, the IM pops up whenever you get new Google Mail, whether or not you’re signed in. I’m sure there’s a way to turn that off…just haven’t found it.
Extreme Wisdom has a clip from a 1940 Bob Hope pic, “The Ghost Breakers.”
You can see it coming a mile away and it’s still funny.
Via The Venemous One.
Ran into this one over at On The Fritz.
[ ] I’ve run away from home.
[X] I listen to political music. (Only because of Green Day and The Clash)
[ ] I collect comic books.
[ ] I shut others out when I’m sad.
[ ] I open up to others easily.
[ ] I am keeping a secret from the world.
[X] I watch the news.
[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.
[X] I own an I-Pod.
[X] I own something from Hot Topic.
[X] I love Disney movies.
[X] I am a sucker for hair/eyes.
[ ] I don’t kill bugs.
[X] I curse regularly.
[ ] I paid for that cell phone ringtone.
[ ] I have “x”s in my screen name.
[ ] I’ve slipped out a “lol” in a real conversation.
[ ] I love Spam.
[X ] I bake well.
[X] I would wear pajamas to school.
[ ] I own something from Abercrombie
[X] I have a job.
[ ] I love Martha Stewart.
[X] I am in love with someone.
[X] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
[X] I am self conscious.
[X] I like to laugh.
[ ] I smoke a pack a day. (Used to.)
[ ] I loved Go Ask Alice. (I don’t remember Go Ask Alice.)
[ ] I have cough drops when I’m not sick.
[ ] I can’t swallow pills.
[X] I have many scars.
[X] I’ve been out of this country.
[X] I believe in ghosts.
[ ] I can’t sleep if there is a spider in the room.
[X] I am really ticklish.
[X] I see/have seen a therapist.
[X] I love chocolate.
[X] I bite my nails.
[X] I am comfortable with being me.
[X] I play computer games/video games when i’m bored.
[X] Gotten lost in your city.
[X] Saw a shooting star.
[X] Gone out in public in your pajamas.
[X] I have kissed a stranger.
[X] Hugged a stranger.
[X] Been in a fight with the same sex.
[X] Been arrested.
[X] Laughed and had milk/soda come out of your nose.
[X] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.
[X] Made out in an elevator.
[X] Swore at your parents. (And nearly got my ass kicked by my mother for it.)
[X] Kicked a guy where it hurts. (Guy jumped me in an alley and rushed me…shrug.)
[ ] Been skydiving.
[ ] Been bungee jumping.
[X] Broken a bone.
[X] Played spin the bottle.
[X] Gotten stitches.
[X] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. (…along with a whole bag of Chocolate Chip Cookies)
[X] Bitten someone.
[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.
[ ] Gotten the chicken pox.
[ ] Crashed into a friend’s car.
[X] Been to Japan.
[X] Ridden in a taxi.
[X Shoplifted. (I was 5 and Gramma wouldn’t buy my Bazooka Joe.)
[ ] Been fired.
[X] Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back.
[ ] Stole something from your job.
[ ] Gone on a blind date.
[X] Lied to a friend.
[X] Had a crush on a teacher/coach.
[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
[X] Been to Europe.
[X] Slept with a co-worker.
[X] Been married.
[ ] Gotten divorced.
[X] Saw someone dying.
[X] Driven over 400 miles in one day.
[ ] Been to Canada.
[X] Been on a plane.
[X] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
[X] Thrown up in a bar.
[X] Eaten Sushi.
[ ] Been snowboarding.
[X] Been skiing.
[X] Been ice skating.
[X] Met someone in person from the internet. (Another friend almost married her.)
[ ] Been to a motorcross show.
[X] Gone/Going to college.
[X] Done hard drugs (Only because I checked the one below, I consider Vicodin pretty hard.)
[X] Taken painkillers.
[ ] Cheated on someone else
[X] Were so bored you took this survey.
[X] Have a tattoo (Four and counting.)
If you need to kill some time, go read some of the archives too. Some classic geeky stuff here.
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Which Reservoir Dog Are You?
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Via Sondra.
Stolen from Michele.
– When I make a sandwich, my bread has to match up just like when the slices were together in the bag.
– Public restrooms. I cannot do a certain normal function in them. Doesn’t matter how bad I need to, if someone walks in, it’s over. (I know that’s TMI)
– I have to have somthing to drink while I eat. I cannot “dry eat” as I call it.
– My shirts and pants have to be folded a certain way. Fortunately, it’s virtually the same as was required in Basic, but I’ve always folded my clothing like that.
– I have to minimize multiple computer windows, and cannot stand to even see someone else just scoot a window over to the point that part of it is off the viewable area. I just want to yell at them “MINIMIZE!!!”
So what’s yours?
Enough, already! If I never again hear the name of Cindy Sheehan, that will be too soon. I have no problems with anyone who is opposed to the war, in fact no one in their right mind would be in favor of war. War is messy, people get killed and hurt, and countries get laid waste. But, there are times when even the most hated thing becomes necessary, and this, I fear, is one of those times.
Ms. Sheehan has the right, as does anyone, to protest. But, we have heard her, and it’s time to move on. She has allowed herself to get wrapped up with some not-so-nice organizations, and that is a shame. At first, folks would have said, “OK, she’s in grief over the death of her son.” And, who wouldn’t be? But as things progressed, and we found out that the President had already met with her once, I began to question why he should grant her another meeting. He’s a busy man. Even on vacation, he has to work, his responsibilities don’t end, and she should have had enough sense to realize that her demands were not going to be met, especially by anyone like GW.
As I was writing this, FNC announced that she was leaving because her mother has had a stroke. I’m sorry about her mother, and I feel for Ms. Sheehan, who should have been with her family instead of tilting at windmills while her mom got sick. We can now just hope the other nutcases will leave Crawford and go home, let the President get some rest, and give the rest of us some peace. No doubt, the media will go hunting around for the next thing to talk about hour after hour, boring the crap out of us all.
So, what’s next?
I can’t remember where I first found this site…but this is just wrong on so many levels.
Well…at least they didn’t have Hermoine….