THIS MACHINE KILLS LEFTISTS
And I can’t find any comment from notorious anti-car tosser and alleged economist Duncan Black, the Philadelphia-based apologist for Paul Krugman, regarding this absurdity.
What’s up with that? I mean, Black’s blog is obviously a money-maker, so is he going to be, as Joe Biden says, patriotic —or is he gonna fight the power?
I woke up this morning with a song in my head that I believe I heard for the first and only time about a week ago. It was from My Morning Jacket’s appearance on Austin City Limits, which is thankfully still in my DVR.
Anyway, I think that “Librarian” is a stunningly beautiful song. The lyrics are rich and wistful and the steel guitar is reminiscent of Dylan’s “Lay, Lady, Lay.” In fact, this song is that song’s precocious but dutiful lovechild.
What beautiful harmonies to awaken to. Thank you, gentlemen.
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I’ve just returned home from a few hours in the company of thousands of like-minded citizens and strangers, walking with them from the south steps of the Texas State Capitol down to Auditorium Shores on Lady Bird Lake and back again. I’m no good with guessing crowd sizes, but it cannot have been fewer (”Fewer”? They still use “fewer”?) than 3,000. If someone said 4,500, I’d believe that, too. Hundreds of amazing signs, protest babes, and other memorable sights. We owned the western (southbound) half of Congress Avenue from the Capitol snaking down to the South First Street Bridge and thence to the lake.
Most enjoyable. It is reinvigorating to see so many people want to express themselves —especially in denunciation of sacks of dung like Nancy Pelosi and Janet Napolitano.
Long Live Texas! Long Live the Tenth Amendment to the United States Constitution! (And I wish here to pay my compliments to our state’s governor, who knows how to read them tea leaves prettier than most.)
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If true, this post from Chris Walters at The Consumerist is the funniest shit of the year —so far:
You may have seen the commercial where Montel Williams hawks some goofy collectible coins with President Obama’s face IN FULL COLOR OMG. If you were planning on ordering some, though, watch this video from KATU 2 TV in Portland, Oregon first. A father and daughter bought the coins and discovered that they’re just regular money with color stickers applied. One of the news anchors even comments that she could see the face on the coin through the sticker when she looked at it from the side.
I recall commenting to a companion as we visited the Duomo in Naples how shabby the place really was. Before, he had been dismissive of St. Peter’s as something that merely “overwhelmed,” while I was practically laughing at the wallpapered “frescoes” in the Neapolitans’ holiest of holies. It was just about a santeria shrine in a New Orleans fish market.
That said, I can’t wait to hear Montel’s excuses. He’s as dirty as a Chicago politician.
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I can’t bear to erase it yet, but I DVR’d a program a few months ago about Johnny Cash’s show he had on ABC back around 1969-71. It includes a beautiful duet Johnny sang with Joni Mitchell (aired the night before we first walked on the Moon, sayest the Intertubes) called “The Long Black Veil.” It is just haunting and devastating and has been in my head since last night.
I regard it as a sign of good health to be followed around by a song all day and wherever you go. Even the ones that annoy the tar out of you. It means you have love in your heart.
It really does.
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must be the pilot who put that plane down on the Hudson this afternoon. Wow.
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Now that my Longhorns have beaten the Buckeyes (in one of the worst-officiated games ever, BTW), I’d like to know how the Sooners could even think to lay an outright claim on the National Championship if our records are identical and the head-to-head match-up went our way.
If OU beats the Gators later this week, how can the stupid poll-minders not call it a Co-Championship?
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Went up and spent the day with my aunt in our ancestral hometown in Bosque Co., Texas where she lives with an unfortunate dog, some semi-adopted cats, and a very long memory. We ate ham and black-eyed peas and cornbread. It was very good. I helped her create several flower arrangements (which is not gay if done as an assistant and for the purpose of decorating our family’s graves). After we got back from the cemetery, we gossiped a while longer and then I took my leave.
All in all, a beautiful and memorable way to spend the first day of 2009.
(On a musical note, I finally listened to Amy Winehouse’s 2006 album Back to Black pretty much the whole way up and back. It is, minus a track or two, an absolute masterpiece. Unfortunately for Miss Winehouse, the mere fact of my admiration for her work means it is no longer hip, as I am the Cultural Stop Codon of any hot item you may once have pleased. Science has not explained this. But that title track? Sublime.)
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The Statesman’s website is reporting that Michelle Valles is joining KEYE-TV’s morning news program with the so-called avuncular homunculus Fred Cantu. That’s great news because Michelle is altogether beautiful and pleasant. Let’s hope she minds her pints and quarts and makes us proud and perpendicular again.
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So on my way back to the office with some chicken nuggets from Wendy’s this afternoon, I start to realize that I can smell me some chicken nuggets! Yay! Houston, we have smell! I was so excited that I had to go cubicle-hopping and tell everybody. I was sniffing around like McGruff the Crime Dog and the whole world was one big, glorious dog ass!
Actually, I never really thought of McGruff like that. He was always more about the trench coats and the crime-solving. Not so much with the trunk inspections.
*cough*
Oh, just bite me! What do I care? I can smell again!
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