And that we will respond to its unveiling in an adult and dignified fashion.
…about how I have nothing to write a post about.
Sorry about that; between Iron Man 3 and the youngest starting toilet training today it’s been a bit of a distracting day. And that’s aside from… everything else, really.
…and what do you want under your tree?
Gimme a break, I’m running on vapors at this point. December during a lame-duck year is hell on political reporting; right now the big question in Dizzy City is How many politicians are going to completely reverse their previous positions on fiscal policy*? There’s going to be no more real action for another three weeks, and I’m running out of stuff.
*The answer is, of course, All of them. Welcome to Washington, DC: here’s your accordion.
…or confirmation to get through, or whatnot. So… I got nothing, really. Except that the Xbox is working! I still haven’t figured out what to sing yet, though. Nothing’s reached out and said This would be perfect, or at least perfectly embarrassing.
Although I no longer feel upset about saying HIT THE TIP JAR OVER THERE ON THE SIDEBAR. I mean, really: ‘crass’ no longer figures into it. I could put up pictures of big-eyed, fluffy kittens and I’d still not be anywhere as cynical as… this.
I got nothing about this story about Alameda County (California) Supervisor Nadia Lockyer (wife to California Treasurer Bill Lockyer) and an alleged sex tape allegedly involving her and a former meth addict. Well. Almost nothing.
…And no, the name of the party is not “methamphetamine.”
…every time I get a new video game*: I spend all my non-politics time on that instead of looking for weird crap on the Internet to mull over, and later point out. Which is great, right up to the point where I have to generate content.
So… anything odd happen lately, I guess? I know about the satellite deorbiting, but I assume from the general lack of green-blowing zombie apocalypse that nothing untoward occurred.
*KOTOR. Did you know that you can win the game without getting any Force abilities that help your resistance to hostile Force powers? Did you know that not getting those abilities really, still really SUCKS? And did you know that there’s a level 20 cap? Yeah, well, now you do.
It’s that I can’t even beat the URL text.
Go ahead. Click it. You know that you want to. (more…)
It’s the study of human movement, after all – so you know what that means? It means that they know how to cut you, that’s what it means. Seriously, there’s a PhD out there on the run today, riding outlaw… and he has nothing to lose. Dr. Stephen J. Kinzey, wanted for meth dealing, and subject of one of the better understatements that you’ll read today:
“To have an associate professor who is a member of the Devils Diciples and allegedly dealing methamphetamine is quite alarming. I mean, it’s unusual to say the least,” Sheriff Rod Hoops said at a news conference in San Bernardino.
Here’s Kinzey’s Twitter account, by the way – sad to say, though, he kind of looks… not exactly like a meth dealer, but like the kind of guy that it would maybe not surprise you to hear that he was arrested for dealing meth.
Via Wombat-socho, who raised an excellent point: if you want a good cover identity to hide the fact that you deal meth, ‘kinesiology professor’ works.
I like headlines like that. It makes reading the article almost superfluous. There you go. Man bites python. Twice. It’s against the law. What more do you need?
PS: Of course alcohol was involved. What sane man would eat raw – excuse me: live - snake sober?
I’ve just had three posts in a row get dynamited before publishing, each due to an inconvenient fact that invalidated the central thesis. One happens all the time. Two happens from time to time. Three? I may need to drink more coffee, or something.
So here’s Czech Republic President Vaclav Klaus stealing a pen.