
Sandy, is this the guy you're looking for? I think I've seen him...
He sure took a beating from that young Black guy...



"They handle really well in the sandtraps, so they should be ideal for The Surge. They've also got a little compartment in the back where you can stow a small cooler full of cool, refreshing Anheuser Bush Beer."
Another Surge Sighting. They're spacing them a couple of hours apart.You just can't keep a good Surge down! Even in Texas...In other news, one of John McCain's New Trollops, Paris Hilton, eyes an Electric Car sharing plan.
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In today's Post 9-11 Patriot Act World, with surveillence security cameras on many street corners in many cities, I'm going to assume that the streets of Washington D.C are constantly being digitally videotaped, ya know, for security and stuff. That being the case, somebody somewhere has tape of a pedestrian splayed across the windshield of a black Corvette.
I'm no expert on economic matters, but that's gonna hurt the bottom line. I wonder how much that is worth?
Don't worry your Reaganesque addled brain, my friend. Scooter Libby has alot of left over cash in his defense fund.
And if that doesn't work... well, there's always the Presidential Pardon.
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"Lenny Bruce opened the doors for all the folks like me; he prefigured the
free-speech movement and helped push the culture forward into the light of open
and honest expression. I like to find out where the line is drawn and then drag
the audience across the line with me and make them happier for the experince.
Lenny opened all the doors, or kicked them down." George Carlin
... pulling back on the obscenities? Because as The
New York Fucking Times quotes one (emphasis mine):
Digby Parton, who writes on Hullabaloo.com, said
she initially thought of her blog as an ephemeral form of conversation among
friends and used vulgarities freely. But now she is read by a substantially
wider circle and has cleaned up her language.“I don’t use the same amount of
profanity,” she said. “We’re taken much more seriously as a political force,”
and she has a stronger sense that her words are “out there for
posterity.”
Now I bow to the great writing of Digby as much as any of us do, she's a
godmother to so many and far be it from a nobody like myself to...Posterity?
Fuck that, Digby.What is posterity? The dry spot you wiggle toward after
sleeping with the enemy?
Sheeit.I don't care if you blog the word "fuck" or not. Those kind of
choices are made by writers all the time, and the right choice is what works for
what you're writing.But I do care, very much, where the blogs go and what they
represent. There are two political parties in this country, folks: "inside the
Beltway" and "outside the Beltway." I am a proud outside the beltway
rabblerouser.Chris Mathews? Wolf Blitzer? Markos? To which party do they belong
these days?
That evening, three plainclothes police walked into his dressing room at
the club where he was working. They told him not to discuss politics or religion
or sex, or they'd yank him right off the stage. The previous night a
group of Catholics had signed a complaint about his act.
Once in Chicago, a few of us were driving around and stopped the car in front of a Religious Novelties store. Lenny got out and purchased a framed portrait of John XXIII, the first Pope in history to smoke cigarettes.
"I just Know I could make him laugh," Lenny said.
We drove past a Catholic school and stopped again. Lenny beckoned toward a couple of little girls standing around in their parochial uniforms. "Hey c'mere a minute - I got the real thing in here." They approached the car, he opened the door, whipped out the painting of the Pope and flashed it like some kind of religious exhibitionist. Lenny was right; Pope John would've laughed at that, one of those hoarse laughs that people develop from smoking too many cigarettes.
"A one way maze inside my mind
The haze, the haze - I'm blind
In my mind, one sidewalk
They look, they look, no talk
For me my thoughts and reasons change
I have no time to rearrange
I'm sure organized
Like my front door - open wide
No back, no exit, just one way out
I get around by word of mouth
Movin',takin', soothin', naked
In New York, They're fakin'!"
Nate Solod, "New York...Man" from the 1990 WHO BE DAT album "Our First Swing Set"