Martin Bashir and Luke (Not Your Father) Russert take a satisfying whack at Rep. Joe Walsh, Todd Aiken, and Allen West. Then Bashir bats around Michele Bachmann, who technically is not a boy, although she resembles the famous “Bat Boy” of “News of the World” fame. As predicted, many of the more obtuse Republicans (okay, Tea Partiers) believe their Election Day losses are due to having a candidate who just wasn’t conservative enough. Some of them blame Karl Rove; others blame Republican leadership. They blame candidates who said stupid things about rape, but not the mentality that made them think…
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Ashley Judd Floated As Kentucky Senate Candidate, Would Challenge ‘Vulnerable’ Sen. Mitch McConnell – The Huffington Post If the worst obstructionist of them all could be picked off by a native daughter famous actress. Alternatively, watch for McConnell being primaried from the Tea Potty frothy mixture wing of the GOP The Romney "Landslide" That Wasn’t | Blog | Media Matters for America Ros Hommerson Women’s Brooke Super Plus Wide Calf™ Boot (Black) – Riding Boots Introduction & Getting Started – Second Life Clothing « Chimera’s Fire CLOTHING DESIGN RESOURCES Make Your Own Fabric • GIMP Chat Second Life Forums Archive…
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— ginny Life. Short. Dessert NOW Via: Flickr Title: Mythbusters: Who Wants To Live Forever @donttrythis @Jamienotweet By: GinnyRED57 Originally uploaded: 10 Nov ’12, 9.04pm CST
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At the Sears Centre, Hoffman Estates. Hey! We can see our house from here! Via: Flickr Title: Mythbusters Behind The Myths Tour By: GinnyRED57 Originally uploaded: 10 Nov ’12, 7.35pm CST
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Taken at Lucky Monk, Barrington Road, Hoffman Estates Via: Flickr Title: My Fish Tacos Are Almost Gone, and I Haz A Sad Before #MythbustersRoadShow By: GinnyRED57 Originally uploaded: 10 Nov ’12, 6.43pm CST
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According to the Facebooks, my sister Timmy is enjoying the first major snowfall of the season up in her pretty Idaho Panhandle valley, and my sister Tudy reports a bunch of heavy, wet snow in Salt Lake. Today must be Donut Day, as we say in the fambly: the day Mom would make homemade donuts to celebrate the first snow of the season. Going to Krispy Kreme would not cut it; Mom used to make a fairly dense deep-fried donut that was a solid dunker, not one of those greasy loops of yeasty puff that Krispy Kreme makes. I remember…
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More delicious schadenfreude, with extra red sauce, O Most Holy and Comforting Flying Spaghetti Monster! Here’s a funny commenter at the Atlantic named slownews, replying to a religious lunatic person by pointing out the awesome truth behind her faith-based irrationality: slownews says: AULANDA replies (to slownews) slownews – God’s word may have been rejected by some but not all. God will finish what He started with His creation and He will do it His way. Reject Him if you choose, He hasn’t rejected you. Remember that when you face judgement that is certainly coming. ———- The Creator is the Flying…
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When I’m happy, I sing. I’ll be singing this for a while. Ohio really did go to the president last night. And he really did win. And he really was born in Hawaii. And he really is -legitimately- President of the United States. Again. And the Bureau of Labor Statistics did not make-up a fake unemployment rate last month. And the Congressional Research Service really can find no evidence That cutting taxes on rich people grows the economy. And the polls were not skewed to over-sample Democrats. And Nate Silver was not making up fake projections…
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I’m really, really satisfied with the election results. Thank God for Nate Silver, or thank probabilities, anyway. He kept me sane all evening when the electoral count had Romney up until California and the rest of the West Coast reported in with a WHAM! BOO-YAH! and put the electoral total over 200 in the blue column. As almost every “battleground” state smoothly went blue except for North Carolina and stubborn Florida, it looked better and better still. First, remember Rove famously dismissed reality as not really fitting in with his plans: Back in the days of the Bush Administration, the…
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Once upon a time in my childhood, my year revolved around the “kid holidays;” the beginning of “school’s out” for summer, Halloween, and Christmas. In my candy-addled mind at the time, Halloween loomed pretty large – not quite as big a deal as Christmas, but one in which kids were kind of autonomous. We had to work for the biggest candy haul possible, whether we or our parents made our own costumes or had store bought ones. The year I was old enough to go out trick-or-treating on my own was probably when I was… 7 or 8, although I…