October 2010
September 2010
My beloved is about to head to the dentist for the first time in many years. He’s nervous, and has been peppering me with questions for the last hour. They’re getting increasingly paranoid.
- What if they don’t like my breath?
- What if they tell me to quit smoking?
- What if they don’t believe me when I tell them I floss?
- What if they look up my nose?
- What if they don’t like my haircut?
- What if Nigella Lawson is there? Like, in the corner?
Wow, Senate Republicans finally allow Senate Democrats to do something. Alas, that ‘something’ is ‘block Obama’s appointments.’
The returning champion on “Jeopardy” — a journalist! — just told her little “meet the contestants” story, about her saving the life of a biker who attempted to beat a train across the track but was knocked on the head by the descending gate.
This is her third night on “Jeopardy.” I have no idea what her other two stories have been, but I can’t quite figure out why she waited to tell this one.
Just so we’re perfectly clear, a month before national elections, 90% of House Republicans voted against health care benefits for sick 9/11 heroes. Seriously. This is the party that’s expected to do extremely well in November.
Ah, well. I’m sure in 2014, Obama will work to get her re-elected anyway.
That’s what Jenny McCarthy just told all the ladies watching “Oprah,” to much applause.
OK, Jenny. I’m sure publishers will pay all the ladies in the audience big bucks to write their nonsensical thoughts on marriage and motherhood and autism. It’s just that easy!
That’s Fox News’ headline, in response to this “What’s on your iPod” question to Obama:
My iPod now has about 2,000 songs, and it is a source of great pleasure to me. I am probably still more heavily weighted toward the music of my childhood than I am the new stuff. There’s still a lot of Stevie Wonder, a lot of Bob Dylan, a lot of Rolling Stones, a lot of R&B, a lot of Miles Davis and John Coltrane.
Those are the old standards. A lot of classical music. I’m not a big opera buff in terms of going to opera, but there are days where Maria Callas is exactly what I need.
Thanks to Reggie [Love, the president’s personal aide], my rap palate has greatly improved. Jay-Z used to be sort of what predominated, but now I’ve got a little Nas and a little Lil Wayne and some other stuff, but I would not claim to be an expert.
They really are just plain despicable.
From a National Review reader:
I can’t for the life of me understand why the President doesn’t embrace the tea party and say something like, “I think the Tea Party is fantastic….
You can’t?
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This is pretty shameful. I bet they all know Jesus said to kill all fags!
Forty-five percent of Catholics did not know that their church teaches that the consecrated bread and wine in holy communion are not merely symbols, but actually become the body and blood of Christ.
Now we won’t have to wait for DVD releases to finally see all the Sweeney Sisters skits!
McCain said it was “my first real time off in months.”
Honey, going on “The Daily Show” and speaking to college students ain’t something you need “real time off” from. That IS real time off.
I’ll say offensive because of how unfunny it was. Granted, I tuned in and out while I did other things, but when I did tune in, I’d realize why I kept tuning out.