Friday Morning, Cotton-Eyed
Friday morning, cotton-eyed, resorting to the first-in, first-out blogging method. Boing Boing finds the tender tale of a South Carolina man who had a little brain-freeze while packing up a brush trimmer for shipment to Vermont. Which is why five kittens wound up getting Fed-Exed to the Ben & Jerry state. They're fine.
Suburban Guerrilla points to another one of those Internet tests - I have determined my IQ, placed my liberalness/conservativeness on a grid that included Hitler and John Kerry, and predicted my life-span lately. Now I know what kind of funny I am. Dark funny. Clean, complex and dark. Strangely, so is Susie Madrak at SG. And six of seven people who commented on her blog. Not sure if it's the test or the sort of person who reads Suburban Guerrilla. Take it here. It's called the 3 Variable Funny Test, which is not a funny name. She also posts a test of seduction styles, but unless it credits doing the dishes, I'm probably not going to score well.
By now you've probably heard that Bob Novak pulled a nutty on CNN. If not, the clip is here. The columnist has been suspended for using a barnyard epithet. Now Arlen's after him.
Whiskey Bar bellies up to the subject of Judge John G. Roberts Jr., gay advocate:
I know! Maybe Roberts was seduced. You know how it goes: It's the oldest story in the book. The wife is out of town and the kids are off at camp. You've always wanted to experiment with the alternative legal lifestyle, and this time you just can't resist. So you pull on the tight plaid pants, put on just a trace of the missus's mascara, and wander down to that law library you've heard about -- the one where all the liberals go. And that's how it happens. You read a little William O. Douglas, knock back a few 9th Circuit opinions, and the next thing you know, you're going at it pro bono with some hot young hunk from the ACLU.
What kind of funny is that?
Which leads to Former New Jersey Gov. Jim McGreevy's tell-all book on the way.
Citizen Mom interrupted a perfectly nice fight I was having with Atrios commenters to write this week about people's frustration with the lack of progress in a hit-and-run death of an East Falls girl named Kayla Peter. Protests continue outside the home of Susanna Goihman, a restaurateur who owned the car, but won't talk. Now a grand jury is interested. Mommy Grows Up has blogged about the case, too.
Which leads to this, coincidentally...
CB is a soldier who writes about the war, so well that he's got a book contract with Putnam. He became famous one year ago for blogging about the battle in Mosul. Got in trouble, too. Hasn't been blogging much lately. Yesterday's post, which Matt at Tattered Coat and aLa at Blonde Sagacity have praised, starts off:
The other day I woke up, got out of bed, and for some unknown reason I made my way over to the window. When I looked out, I noticed a small little blond hair girl, dressed up in and outfit that would be appropriate for Sunday church, standing there on the sidewalk. I wondered why she was all dressed up. With nothing on but just my boxers and my Army dog tags around my neck, which I still wear to this day, I watched her as she tried to walk across the street. Then out of nowhere, an old beat up Ford Pick up truck, driving way over the speed limit, slammed on its breaks and smashed right into this little girl as she was trying to cross, which sent her flying like a little rag doll onto the pavement. I looked back at the girl, and she was dead.
He goes on:
The last couple weeks now, every night, I've had odd dreams like the one that I just had, and there all the same, something totally fucked up will happen, I'll witness it, feel absolutely no emotion about it. Nothing at all, and I'll go on with my everyday life.
The whole post is here.
Was blogger/reporter Stephen Vincent murdered in Basra because he was investigating corruption? This LA Times story raises the question about the American writer killed in Iraq.
AWWWWRGH. Fixed. Thanks, Will. Kitchens would have been more expensive to Fed-Ex than kittens. Got coffee on now, and Alice Coltrane's Love Supreme, which is going into this awful organ solo, so I'm gonna have to take it off. But the Hype Machine mp3 blog lets you hear everything people are posting, so thought I'd try. It sounds like animal experimentation. What's going on? Having a good day? What's moving you?
Cotton-eyed myself, but only because I was three rows from the stage at the Lucinda Williams show last night at the Mann. A swampy night, perfect for alt-country goddesses and cold Yuengling Lager.
Is Hitler a liberal because he was a socialist or a conservative because all conservatives are mean?
So was Novak completely live yesterday? I mean, there was no tape delay at all, right? I caught the replay on The Daily Show [complete with BULLSHIT], but wasn't sure if Novak's bullshit was actually live on air. It was more appalling to see the other two carry on as if nothing happened, well, Carville [aka Skeletor] was at least laughing as Novak kicked something as he stormed off the set.
If I remember, Hitler was just slightly conservative by this measure, but rather strong on the authoritarian scale.
Albert - it was a live taping, one report said, which is a little oxymoronic. Mom - Missed Lucinda, and am sorry, but used up my credit on John Hiatt with the North Mississippi All-Stars the night before. Deluca's reviewing. Hiatt must have sold his soul to the Devil because his voice is stronger than I remember. Luther and Cody can play, too.
What's moving me? You sound like a disc jockey on the "Quiet Storm" or something. Well...for one thing, my car, which is why I'm just responding. I have a question for you? Are you relieved not to be one of the 100 People Who Are Screwing Up Philly...or disappointed. (I think your chances will be much better in 2006, with a full year of posts behind you.
Well as a conceit, the 100 People ... is a beautiful thing. I typically don't pay any attention to anything that isn't about me, so I haven't caught it yet. I think the odds are great that by this time next year I will have screwed something up bigtime.
Mmmmmm Lagers. That comedy test is confusing, it told me that the kind of funny that I am is "NOT Funny". I think it's an acronym, I have to look it up.
Robert Novak doesn't get in trouble for outing a CIA agent on the air, then does get in trouble for using the world "bullshit." Am I the only one who thinks that's completely insane?
Yo Will - Just Googled "100 People Who Are Screwing Up Philadelphia." One hit - a map! check it out: http://maps.google.com/maps?oi=map&q=100+People+Screwing+Up,+Philadelphia,+PA
It did a local search, and searched for an address "100 People Screwing Up, Philadelphia, PA"! There's a good cheesesteak shop on that corner :)
OMG! Did you look at the map? It includes the William Green Federal Office Building (doesn't Santorum have digs there?), Penn Med School (hmmmm), and the Foreign Policy Research Institute!
and those damned Quakers! I've just made it into a post, with attention paid to your fine work.