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Have a nice day.
Via Raw Story:
Have a nice day.
Tomorrow. Come as you are, as you were, or as you will be.
Friday. Be here.
Here this Friday. Bring your friends.
Stop by here on Friday and see why.
Yeah, pretty much.
The difference between Joe McCarthy and Ted Cruz is that the late junior senator from the state of Wisconsin drank a lot.
What’s Ted’s excuse?
Secretary of State Kerry takes over for President Obama at Asian summit.
Shutdown leaves states stretched.
Winter weather and tornadoes hit the Midwest.
R.I.P. General Vo Nguyen Giap, 102, who led Tet offensive in Vietnam.
Tropical Update: TS Karen is headed for the Gulf Coast.
The Tigers took Game 1 of their playoff series against the A’s 3-2.
Why is Richard Cohen still writing for the Washington Post? The man’s a creep and a rape apologist and has no business writing for anything other than Hustler.
Should I care about Miley Cyrus? Who is she anyway?
There’s a lot of elitist chortling over the fact that a beauty pageant contestant fumbled a question about income inequality.
But I’m willing to cut her a bit of slack based on the fact that A) it was a beauty contest, not a presidential primary, and B) as Charlie Pierce points out, we’ve seen some presidential candidates do worse with the question.
Don’t piss off Wonkette. Just don’t, okay?
I had a nice visit with my friends Trish and Christopher (and Kayla, too, the furry four-legged greeter) at their place in Key Largo. We relaxed, watched a movie or two (I’d never seen The Prince of Tides) and grilled up some burgers. All in all a great time to unwind.
I came back early this morning in order to get ready for other stuff that needs to get done while I have the time and in order to go shopping for tonight’s Seder at the Shapiros along with friends and family. There is something about honoring a faith tradition in the home and in a way that includes people from other faiths and practices that makes the celebration more than a commemoration of history and belief.
I’m also getting well into the writing mode. My as-yet unfinished and untitled opus (not Bobby Cramer) is going along well enough that I’m taking little sections to the writer’s group that I recently joined. And I’m also in the drafting stage of my paper for the William Inge Theatre Festival’s scholars conference. It’s amazing that I have any time to go to work.
Anyway, I’ll be checking in a little later and watching with anticipation the run-up to the Supreme Court hearings tomorrow and Wednesday on Prop 8 and DOMA. Here’s hoping.
Here’s what the newest pope emeritus will be wearing this spring:
Gone will be the red “Prada” loafers, replaced by brown shoes made in Leon, Mexico.
A pair was given to the Pope on a recent trip there. After Thursday, the Pope’s “fisherman’s ring” will also be destroyed.
You know how hard it is to coordinate your accessories.
Tagg Romney, son of former Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney, said on Monday that he has decided against a run for Secretary of State John Kerry’s Senate seat in Massachusetts.
“I have been humbled by the outreach I received this weekend encouraging me to become a candidate for the US Senate. I love my home state and admit it would be an honor to represent the citizens of our great Commonwealth. However, I am currently committed to my business and to spending as much time as I can with my wife and children. The timing is not right for me, but I am hopeful that the people of Massachusetts will select someone of great integrity, vision, and compassion as our next US Senator.”
I guess the trees weren’t the right height this time.
The idea of Rand Paul being the president of anything totally creeps me out.