You’re being called a right-wing propaganda outlet BECAUSE YOU ARE A RIGHT-WING PROPAGANDA OUTLET. Look in the mirror, look at your record, and look at your ownership. You’ve been a TV version of the Washington Times since DAY ONE.
I’ll add links to their resume throughout the day. send me an email if you have a real good one. Here’s a pic from Kos…find out where the funny “we report you decide” spin is. 
woot
From Pharyngula, where i usually steal things from.
I know it’s Thursday, shut up. Charles harrassed me for a lyric, so I let him pick one out. Normally, he can only muster enough concern about me to not stab me when I’m not looking, so this is a major breakthrough on the stabber-stabbee relations front. Last night I was in bed and some d-bag in the parking lot ran into a parked car, and then went in their garage and ignored it. I took down their license # and left it on the car that got hit. I crept around in the dark too because I’m a giant scared vagina.
Speaking of which, here’s Charles’ lyric!
The Engine Driver
The DecemberistsI’m an engine driver
On a long run, on a long run
Would I were beside her
She’s a long one, such a long oneAnd if you don’t love me let me go
And if you don’t love me let me goI’m a county lineman
On the high line, on the high line
So will be my grandson
There are powerlines in our bloodlinesAnd if you don’t love me let me go
And if you don’t love me let me goAnd I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I’ve written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bonesI’m a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever torturedAnd if you don’t love me let me go
And if you don’t love me let me goAnd I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I’ve written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
I am a writer, I am all that you have hoped onAnd I’ve written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones(And if you don’t love me let me go)
And if you don’t love me let me go
(And if you don’t love me let me go)
And if you don’t love me let me go
I just got home from watching UFC 68: The Uprising over at my brother’s place. Randy Couture, 43 years old, retired, and facing a man 13 years younger, 50lbs heavier, and 8 inches taller, with an 8 and a half inch reach advantage, took the crown from Tim Sylvia in an absolutely amazing 5 round decision win. Randy’s first punch of the night landed Sylvia on his ass as a fat overhand right connected with Sylvia’s mug. Me Chris and Eric were leaping around as Randy took him to the ground and eventually took his back. He couldn’t choke out the champ, but he went on to win all five 5-minute rounds decisively. I was stunned by the outcome, even though I picked Randy “The Natural” Couture to win…it was kind of a heart-pick, not a head-pick, as it were. Absolutely amazing fight. I’m blown away.
dig this asswipe doctor.
The doctor said he is just following his beliefs, creating a Christian atmosphere for his patients.
This is because the mother of the child, who was hurting from an ear infection, had tattoos. that was enough for a guy who presumably took an oath to help people to turn away a child in pain.
that’s christianity for you! at least american-style christianity. these creeps are the true face of “moral bankruptcy”.
idiots protesting a long-distant anscestor of our species in kenya.
when do we stop and say “hey, there’s no debate about evolution. it happens. stop saying it, religious idiots”? here’s what the leader of a kenyan pentacostal church had to say:
“I did not evolve from Turkana Boy or anything like it,” says Bishop Boniface Adoyo, head of Kenya’s 35 evangelical denominations, which he claims have 10 million followers. “These sorts of silly views are killing our faith.”
yes, you did. and i only hope your faith is killed. oh man, what a sweet dream.
If My flock shies away from nonsense, they shy away from Me, and I take that very personally.
okay, i take it back. god is totally right.
i watched the futurecars show on discovery last night. the production was really slick, and a little lacking in depth, but still wowee stuff. the air car made me go whoo hoo! I’ve seen it before, but getting to see it drive around was neat.
also, a colossal squid was caught! fucking cool!
via Pharyngula:
Thanks Wellington Grey
I didn’t realise that Matt left Flogging Molly! Well hell, that’s one less childhood acquaintance of mine in a rock band. do i have any left? shit!
he split for good reasons at least. good guy.