Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Ed Driscoll (hat tip to Mark) notes that he saw this before in Blazing Saddles: “Just obey our hostage demands, and we’ll let ourselves go.”
I cannot help but notice, the place in which these liberal democrats have ensconced themselves to get away from everybody else, looks an awful lot like a place in which I’d ensconce myself to get away from them: Hot meat, cold beer, and lots of great-looking “objectified” women.
What in the world is up with that? I thought left-wingers in good standing held some measure of contempt for such things. Bitterly clung to it, as it were.
Are they growing up now? Could it be a case of “this is the last place they’d ever look for us”? Or do they just want to hoard all the good stuff for themselves?
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