Monday, May 12
If there HAS to be a Guantanamo...
...it's time to send Joe Lieberman there. He is a danger to this country of ours, an enemy combatant, and well...it's time.
And don't get me started about the sugar all over Pat Buchanan's questioning.
Sunday, May 11
Saturday, May 10
Thursday, May 8
A poem for a friend who is under the weather.
I hope you feel better, sweetie, and that this poem cheers you. - BG
THE GREAT OFFENSE
She seemed so bored,
I wanted to embrace her by surprise;
But then the scalding waters
Fell from her eyes and burnt her roses.
I offered her a cup....
And came to paradise....
Ah, sorrow,
When she rose from the waves of wine
I thought she would have killed me
With the swords of her desolation....
Especially as I had tied her girdle
With the wrong bow.
_From the Arabic of Abu Nuas (eighth century)._
THE GREAT OFFENSE
She seemed so bored,
I wanted to embrace her by surprise;
But then the scalding waters
Fell from her eyes and burnt her roses.
I offered her a cup....
And came to paradise....
Ah, sorrow,
When she rose from the waves of wine
I thought she would have killed me
With the swords of her desolation....
Especially as I had tied her girdle
With the wrong bow.
_From the Arabic of Abu Nuas (eighth century)._
Wednesday, May 7
No, seriously, I still think I can win this thing.
I mean, seriously. John Amato at Crooks and Liars (no need to thank me for the link, JA) is a great candidate, and yes, he certainly CAN beat Malkin in November. But I can do it better. You just have to look carefully at the numbers, and make sure to count absolutely everyone coming here just searching for panties and leaving after less than five seconds. A hit is a hit. My opponent just can't match me for porn searchers, who, I've long believed, deserve to have their voices heard.
Here's some "news from Indiana" I stopped reading....
"To get a better idea of what goes on in...Hoosier bed rooms, we've created [the Indianapolis Star's] first-ever (anonymous) sex survey."
Good Morning, Democrats
After telling her victory celebrators it's "full-speed on to the White House," Senator Clinton, who just loaned her campaign another 6.4 million dollars, canceled her public appearances for today. Once I've had some antacid? I might even wish I was her. But right now I gotta go help John McCain pick between Condi and Huckabee.
Please pass the Pepto...
Tuesday, May 6
James Carville,
I forgive you and release you to the Holy Spirit.
Because you said this to Eleanor Clift:
"If she [Clinton] gave him [Obama] one of her cojones, they'd both have two."
Apparently you think you are a help and a friend to the Clintons.
I am finished with you. Go with God.
Busy day
Busy day over at the bigger blog including subbing for Mike so I won't be around here much.
I'm honored this morning to have a MoveOn.org advertisement on my sidebar. The quiz is kind of hard, too. I only got 3 out of 5 right. And when they go to the lightning bonus round comparing John McCain to a carrot, I still didn't get them right.
Hopefully Move On will think the money was worth it. I can't get a full tank of gas with my "MoveOn Windfall," but I can take myself out to lunch and maybe get some SPF15 lip balm or something. And I can keep talking about my "MoveOn Windfall" to anyone who will listen, ha.
Those of you who were at salon last night, those YouPorn videos were funny, weren't they?
Have a good one. xo
Monday, May 5
Salon tonight 9 Eastern
Happy Birthday Karl Marx!
Happy Birthday, ya Commie bastid! (We'll celebrate Karl's b-day at Salon tonight. Hope to see you there.)
Sunday, May 4
Kent State, 1970
You can read what I wrote here and here about the anniversary. It's today.
And yeah, you know you've been at this blogging thing a while when you can just refer to your own archives.
Saturday, May 3
Saturday Song
Maybe I'm an old fuddy-duddy, but I turn off the radio at young tinny sopranos who groan rather than sing. They seem to be everywhere.
Amy McDonald is the anti-tinny. I like.
Friday, May 2
No time for politics?
This anti-sufferage image from 1910, entitled "No Time for Politics", is by Charles Gibson, famous for his "Gibson Girls." Naturally, this lovely domestic scene is played out in my house all the time, except that as I pull one of my daughters (four and almost six) onto my lap these days, we are likely reviewing the Rules of Procedure of the Credentials Committee of the 2008 Democratic National Convention. Just saying.
Thursday, May 1
Well, gee, maybe Bill Richardson will get a Christmas Card this year after all.
Joe Andrew? Not so much.
And Joe? I'd pay paper money to hear you say "You can actually be for someone without being against someone else." to James Carville's face.
I got 'em right here, Drifty.
When he reached a million hits, he said...
"Damn, I was told there'd be strippers."
And to his blog's second birfday cake, he said...
"Where does the stripper go?"
Notice a trend? So now that the man who freely admits that he blogs for the money and the chicks (yeah don't we all) has reached his 1500th post (and he was kind enough to notice mine)...
I got your strippers right here, Drifty.
(leave your congratulations over there I don't need no stinkin' stripper comments.) :)
"Damn, I was told there'd be strippers."
And to his blog's second birfday cake, he said...
"Where does the stripper go?"
Notice a trend? So now that the man who freely admits that he blogs for the money and the chicks (yeah don't we all) has reached his 1500th post (and he was kind enough to notice mine)...
I got your strippers right here, Drifty.
(leave your congratulations over there I don't need no stinkin' stripper comments.) :)
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