NEWS WITH OOZE TM Plus Nefarious Nightcap linkage at Lefty's Lounge.
RUMSFELD PRIES his job out of Lieberman's paws. REID RAPS lonely Lieberman right upside the head. Wisdom of The Monk .
NOT EXACTLY southern hospitality. MISTAKES were made.
THE LATEST in the War on
ChristmasEverything TM. Make that the earliest. The war willendcontinue when the FatManLady Sings.HOW DOES THAT JOHN LENNON SONG go? All we are saying is give us
a breakpeace a chance. THEME? It is Friday Night.And have a drink at Lefty's now. Betty Blogger blathers and lathers up the foam at the mouth of your latte cup. Or something. Have a sip.
So is this Lefty's tonight?
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:10 PM
Good evening, Betty. The usual for me, please. It's a romantic evening.
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | December 09, 2005 at 07:11 PM
'Freude, this is the place.
Posted by: The Heretik | December 09, 2005 at 07:13 PM
Sis, what are you having? Taittinger? My favorite champagne.
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:14 PM
So what's the topic ... tearing up the "goddamn piece of paper" that's what's left of the Constitution?
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:16 PM
I always have amaretto on the rocks. It's just about the only thing I drink. ;-)
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | December 09, 2005 at 07:21 PM
Well, blogenfreude, they obviously tore up all of Clinton's files on bin Laden.
Posted by: watertiger | December 09, 2005 at 07:22 PM
All I Want For Christmas Is Our Troops Home
Posted by: PoliShifter | December 09, 2005 at 07:26 PM
"'Scuse me, Mr. President, there's some toilet paper stuck to your shoe, there... oh, sorry, it's just what's left of the Constitution, my bad...!"
Overheard last weekend: take a lemon wedge coated with sugar; do a shot of half Frangelico, half Absolut Citron; suck the lemon. It's supposed to taste like chocolate cake.
Blechhhhhh. I'll take a Glenlivet, 18 yr. old if you got it, with a dash of water.
Posted by: Jeff (no, the other one) | December 09, 2005 at 07:26 PM
DEFAULT THEME? Is Typepad better or worse than Blogger? Why?
Posted by: The Heretik | December 09, 2005 at 07:26 PM
Blogenf and Watertiger, did you go to the Imagine Circle last night?
Posted by: The Heretik | December 09, 2005 at 07:27 PM
Watertiger, this is what makes me want to emigrate from our fair city to someplace in France. I will buy a Citroen, live on escargot and Montrachet, and pledge my soul to Jacques Whomever-is-in-Power. What do you zeenk? Eh?
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:28 PM
Is Typepad better or worse than Blogger? Why?
I would have said Typepad awhile ago, but, as I literally just emailed someone, I no longer have Blogger shame now that Typepad acts like an asshole, too, on a fairly regular basis.
For design flexibility, Blogger is a zillion times better, IMO.
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | December 09, 2005 at 07:29 PM
Speaking of the War on Christmas, my link is to Colbert's commentary last night on The Movies Destroying America:
HolidayChristmas Edition. In it we get the instantly classic line: "This is worse than taking the Christ out of Christmas. This is taking the Christ out of Jesus."Posted by: eRobin | December 09, 2005 at 07:31 PM
Jeff, the other one, you must try one of these Screaming Eagles
Posted by: Mannion's Mother | December 09, 2005 at 07:31 PM
Heretik - went up about 8:30, and could not get too close, but heard the music. Hard to believe it - he's dead, and George W. Bush still walks the earth.
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:31 PM
Evening...we had a snow day! Red wine please, Sir!
Posted by: Night Bird | December 09, 2005 at 07:32 PM
Hard to believe it - he's dead, and George W. Bush still walks the earth.
Ouch. True.
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | December 09, 2005 at 07:34 PM
tyoepad? we pay money, and the comments still fail to post unless you BANG THE MOUSE.
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:35 PM
Blogenf, in memory of John, I want you to go to that place in elbow of Baxter Street on the west side and have some dim sum. I saw Lennon, John in there once.
Posted by: The Heretik | December 09, 2005 at 07:38 PM
That used to be my comment about Reagan ... our taxpayer dollars keeping him walking the earth ... he was alive, yet X, and Y and Z, were dead. Reagan's gone, but the Dear Leader is alive. And who would not have traded the life of a Dangerfield, a Derrida, or (shortly and sadly), a Pinter. The Cretin of Crawford will still walk the earth into his 90s. Mark me!
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:40 PM
Heretik - I live a couple blocks from Baxter - consider it done. Just no duck's feet ...
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:41 PM
Typepad told The Heretik he had no hits for two hours today. He cried like a baby.
Posted by: Betty Blogger | December 09, 2005 at 07:42 PM
Oy. What is wrong here?
Posted by: Betty Blogger | December 09, 2005 at 07:45 PM
No hits? He's ALWAYS a hit. Bitchezzzz.
Posted by: blogenfreude | December 09, 2005 at 07:45 PM