Basically, I am even now getting terrified that the Delta Green shipment will land on my doorstep when I’m off for a couple of days drinking rum punches and trying manfully not to correct tour guides on their 18th Century spooky American folklore. Seriously, Colonial Williamsburg trips a lot of the wrong sensors for me. I keep reacting to the people there likey they’re essentially out-of-period rogue SCAdians, but they’re not: and that’s more of a problem than it sounds, because it means that I keep assuming that anybody talking about, say, a phantom Arctic ghost ship will have the equivalent of a bachelor’s degree in that particular interdisciplinary topic. Continue reading I am having the Vacation Dread.
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I do not say that Jack Lew’s signature disqualifies him for Treasury Secretary.
I am saying that it’s… well, look.
(via AOL)
Seriously? When New York Magazine says that something is a problem for a Democrat, then something is a problem for a Democrat. That’s maybe going to go on our dollar bills if we’re not careful… or if Jack Lew doesn’t learn how to write his name out legibly. I suggest some emergency Palmer penmanship therapy.
(H/T: Jim Geraghty)
Moe Lane (crosspost) Continue reading I do not say that Jack Lew’s signature disqualifies him for Treasury Secretary.