congratulations to the Phillies. way to go the distance.
watch the last out amidst the roars.
that'll do, boys. that'll do. 'til next year.
I heart No 10. at minute 1:51 he crawls out from under the pile and jumps on top.
since the Republic has been saved, McSame will deign to make an appearance at the first presidential debate. huzzah!
in preparation for this event, please read and memorize these rules:
Whew, that was close. Goofy old national joke John “Walnuts!” McCain had threatened to skip tonight’s debate unless he, uh, solved the Financial Crisis. Luckily for us, the 500-year-old clown can’t “keep his word” for more than a few minutes, so of course he’ll be at the debate tonight, unless he changes his mind again, which happens often when you can’t remember what you just said and have no idea what you’re talking about, anyway. So, huzzah, we will get to drink on a Friday night after all! Get out your iPhone or whatever and make a shopping list, because it’s time for Wonkette’s Famous Debate Drinking Game!
RULES & DEREGULATIONS: “Drink” means a hit off your beer or wine, or a shot of spirits — unless we specify what you are to drink. If you lack the specified spirit, just have two gulps of whatever you’ve got in your hand — unless it’s a penis in your hand. Save that for later: We are in a crisis. You may substitute whatever pills — except vitamins — or smoke your marijuana or whatever when the Game requires you to consume a specific pill. Generics are acceptable only if you can afford the name brand. “Thrift” is the new style for those with Health Care! (Or a good Rx dealer.)
Whenever John McCain says “My Friends”:
Two drinks (or one shot), poke the breast of the person to your right and smile creepily.
When Barack Obama shakes his head with dignity:
Shake your own head with dignity, take the beverage from the person to your left, and tell them to go get you a new drink because you are not going to get AIDS from their backwash/lipstick. "
read the rest at Wonkette
be there, be square, be ready to drink. and to liveblog, if you dare.
I have to wonder. what kind of cosmic joke made it so that four American soldiers died yesterday as a result of a roadside bomb? 'tis way too neat that we now have 4,000 dead on our side – not counting "contractors" or those soldiers who died of their injuries outside Iraqi soil. not counting the hundred(s) of thousands iraqis that have lost their lives, their families, and their country.
the March 31 issue of The Nation has coverage of the occasion, including some pieces on how the war in Iraq has affected – maybe caused – the economic recession we are enjoying right now. if you can, grab a copy at your library; or read them at the The Nation website, from where I got this graphic (click thrice to embiggen)
I am very impressed by the work and thoughtfulness that went into this graphic: /golf clap.