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...
PresBO has a food taster? I realize this is a whole week old by now…but…WTF? This is in Europe somewhere, a thousand years ago?
A US “taster” tested the food being dished up to President Barack Obama at a dinner in a French restaurant, a waiter said on Sunday.
“They have someone who tastes the dishes,” said waiter Gabriel de Carvalho from the “La Fontaine de Mars” restaurant where Obama and his family turned up for dinner on Saturday night.
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Asked by AFP to comment, the restaurant confirmed the report.
Such an arrangement is stunningly egotistical — a situation which no longer stuns me. But it also strikes me as impractical in the twenty-first century. A food taster?
It’s a no brainer. You figure out how much time it takes our Gloriously Anointed iPresident to wait and gobble down His chow after His taster has done the tasting — then you double that. Use our modern miracle science to find a poison that works that long, and then presto. Not that I mean to give anyone any ideas of course. Just sayin’, this makes very little sense…and by very little, I mean none.
Like, the bloating-up of the ego, is the whole point. Which I wouldn’t doubt.
Hat tip to American Princess.
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