The Senate passed Bush’s torture bill. The House of Representatives will probably follow suit. I went to a retirement ceremony today at work for a colonel. They played the National Anthem, prayed, thanked the guy for helping create the most feared military on the face of the planet today, and gave his wife an award […]
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I wonder whether there’s a reason genetics seems to skip a generation. Like, for the longest time, the average life expectancy was 40 years or so. If a trait skipped one generation, then you’d be, statistically, sure to get necessary traits all the time, without doubling up. A shoemaker begets a poet, who begets a
Warning: Puns. If Sondra Locke married Elliott Ness, then divorced him to marry Herman Munster, she’d become Sondra Locke Ness Monster. If Shirley Jones married Tom Ewell, then Johnny Rotten, then Nathan Hale, she’d be Shirley Ewell Rotten Hale. (via Grow-a-Brain.)
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Warning: Cusswords. I’d never heard of Uncyclopedia before. Pity. WALLACE: When we announced that you were going to be on “Fox News Sunday,” I got a lot of e-mail from viewers. We all agreed that you are a dirty scumbag, but let’s be reasonable about this. Most of the veiwers wanted me to ask you:
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Home with Ray, who’s down with a sinus infection. She took two naps yesterday. Dude. Anyway, the word of the day: prelapsarian (pree-lap-SAYR-ee-uhn) adjective Relating to any innocent or carefree period in the past. [From Latin pre- (before) + lapsus (fall). The term refers to the periodin the Garden of Eden before Adam and Eve
Brian Jaques (rhymes with rakes) signed copies of Voyage of Slaves at the south Borders in Colorado Springs yesterday, and I happened to be there. First of all, let me give the disclaimer: I haven’t read any of his books. I picked up Redwall yesterday and read a few chapters, but I haven’t made any
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The Secret Life of Bees, by Sue Monk Kidd I’m sure pretty nearly everybody who’s going to read this book has already read it, but I had some thoughts I wanted to write down anyway. Spoilers ahead, for those who mind. This is a book about the South during the Civil Rights Movement; a white
Ray made her first real whistle last night. Ecstatic am I.
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This comes from my brother Matt, a graphic designer and doer of all things newspapery.
My minimum required daily allowance of delight was met today upon finding out that Lee’s boss (who lives in an apartment) has a pet duck. “Almost as big as a goose,” says one source.
