The Butcher and I Watch Throwdown With Bobby Flay

“Carrington Fox is white?!”
“That’s nothing.  I didn’t know she was a woman.”

It’s a Measure of People Who Don’t Understand

I was going to write this whole post about “Amanda” but the things I like most about this song remind me so strongly of what I like about “Mama, Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys” that I think I’ll just write about them both and see where it goes.
The poetry I was [...]

Wrongy McWrongerspants

So, Mark says:
I dunno, after peeping this and BFP, I see stones flying. That is the only image I can come up with.
To which I just wan to say, publically and up big where everyone can see it:
Yeah, maybe so.
I mean, yes, of course.  We may very well feel entirely justified in our interpretation of [...]

Dang it, and Now My Secret Bigfoot Breeding Program?!

I knew i should have never hired my recalcitrant brother to run that thing.  We may have confirmation of the existance of Bigfoot on Friday.
Can we get Newscoma a grant and a camera so that she can go out and report on this stuff for us?

Good Thing I Don’t Read Old Icelandic

Or I’d certainly be spending too much of my time flipping around all the old manuscripts at Saganet.  As it is, I had to go sorting through the Vafþrúðnismál(s) to find my favorite words.  As I’ve said before, I always figure that any words designed strong enough to keep the Old Man safe are certainly [...]