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...
It’s as good as any other, as far as I’m concerned. Wisdom from my blogger buddy Mark up in Puget Sound…
There is a brand of conservatism loose in the country that is seeking to compete at the game of “cool” with our more practiced liberal friends. Personified by the likes of GOP Chairman Michael Steele and to a lesser degree Mike Huckabee, they are square sorts who instead of embracing their squareness try to come across as “hip” or “with it” by adopting what the culture deems as cool at any given moment in the form of painfully forced “jive talk” or playing bass in a TV band. As soon as they pull this “Look, I can be cool too” persona out of their bag of tricks they have lost me. Like Pat Boone covering a Fats Domino tune, it might be a perfectly nice song but he is bound to butcher it. Better he stick to sappy ballads and crooning love songs because that is who he is. I may not like his music but I can respect him for remaining true to himself and being comfortable in his own skin. Isn’t that the real definition of being cool?
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