I Can Mock Hobbs with One Hand Tied Behind My Back

1.  Yes, there’s nothing like $51.5 billion dollars in profit when we’re paying $3.80 a gallon in gas to make you feel like helping the oil companies, is there?
Maybe that could be the TNGOP’s new slogan: Helping rich Republicans get richer.
2.  Re: The arugula.  A. Yes, they do.  B. What?  You’re too busy shopping at [...]

To Make Up For John Rich

I would just remind you, world, that though we brought you John Rich, we also brought you this.
So, let’s call it even.

If I Have to Suffer, So Do You

In my efforts to prove that John Rich is a more annoying boil on the butt of Nashville than Kix Brooks, I went to his website.
Where he has a song…
About John McCain.
I don’t know how to tell you about it.  It’s… it’s… well… um… The opening sounds like “All My Rowdy Friends” which makes you [...]

Oh, Thank God! Dozens. Honey, We’re Safe. Put the Kids Back Outside!

Tiny Pasture links us to this ridiculous editorial in the City Paper.  I quote for you the best part (and by best, I mean, most painfully funny).
The local application of the 287(g) law flies in the face of that lazy, even dangerous, status quo. Sheriff Daron Hall is getting the brunt of the anger for [...]

Sweet Revenge

So, this morning, while I was on the toilet, Fred was going on about revenge.  There are two types of revenge, he says.  There’s the almost innate desire to strike out as hard as we can at whatever’s hurting us in an effort to get it to stop hurting us.  This, of course, is of [...]