During World Cup, a rogue soccer ball attempts to eat some wayward panties...
tip of something tasty to Knight of Pan
There were a couple of really good blog posts last month that have stuck in my mind, re threats to America, our Constitution, our way of life, etc.:
Cernig over at Newshog has a really great post about expansion of Presidential powers under Bushco, and insists that we question our candidates and leadership about the urgent need to roll back that power when (hopefully) our party's turn comes around. Mr. Blue Gal, a staunch Libertarian, stresses that in his opinion, the story of American History is one of continuing expansion of Presidential powers caused directly by power-grabbing Chief Executives, especially during times of war. Mr. Blue Gal singles out Lincoln and Wilson as well as Bush as being particularly egregious examples. (when Mr. Blue Gal starts talking Presidential history and then uses ten dollar words like egregious it improves his chances of getting nooky. But I digress.)
Anyhow, Newshog's excellent post reminded us bloggers that we have responsibilities if, and I think when, power is handed over to the Democrats. I like to harp on that, doncha know, so I'm sending my equally excellent readers and commenters over there today to show off your sexy brains. Love on ya. xoxoxo
Speaking of sexy brains, Brainshrub wants us all to relax about our President and concentrate on the real threats to America, reminding us that the Republican Congress is on the case. (ahem.) His excellent post on banning gay married illegal Mexican immigrant flag burning is a must see, especially the picture.
Instead of blogging, I finished "Bet Me" by Jennifer Crusie yesterday. Thanks for the tip on this one, Doug. A brief synop: chubby heroine with weakness for Chicken Marsala, Krispy Kremes, Elvis Presley ballads, and ornate shoes, meets Mr. Sexy Smart Rich and Perfect. After 275 pages of comic misunderstandings mostly involving their judgmental families, they have tantric sex (thanks for the tip again, Doug) involving mild bondage and said Krispy Kremes, get married and live happily ever after. (I'm not being a lazy writer here the book really does say they live happily ever after.) Hey, I told you I was gonna read fun romantic junk this summer, and I am. I enjoyed this book, and I'll save American Taliban and Joan Didion death books for after the summer, thank you.