At first I couldn't see what the authors of this article had to complain about. Then I looked closer at the pictures. OMG! What a sneaky trick! WASHINGTON, D.C. Presidential Hall Dwight D. Eisenhower Executive Office Building Nov. 22, 1:11 p.m. EST Even hardened beltway insiders were shocked speechless when President Bush turned the annual pardoning of the "National Thanksgiving Turkey" into a political stunt. "There were children there!" said one west winger who demanded anonym...

At first I couldn't see what the authors of this article had to complain about. Then I looked closer at the pictures. OMG! What a sneaky trick! WASHINGTON, D.C. Presidential Hall Dwight D. Eisenhower Executive Office Building Nov. 22, 1:11 p.m. EST Even hardened beltway insiders were shocked speechless when President Bush turned the annual pardoning of the "National Thanksgiving Turkey" into a political stunt. "There were children there!" said one west winger who demanded anonym...

I don't know if this is better or worse than a few months ago when the Catholic Church decided to advertise for new priests on beer mats. Somewhere in Sydney Australia, Anglican priest Rev. David "The Fighting Father" Smith has come up with a unique way to promote his website -- toilet tablets emblazoned with his image and website URL. (Or should that be URinaL?) Some of Father Dave's other promotions include an e-book entitled Sex, The Ring, and The Eucharist, regular fi...

I don't know if this is better or worse than a few months ago when the Catholic Church decided to advertise for new priests on beer mats. Somewhere in Sydney Australia, Anglican priest Rev. David "The Fighting Father" Smith has come up with a unique way to promote his website -- toilet tablets emblazoned with his image and website URL. (Or should that be URinaL?) Some of Father Dave's other promotions include an e-book entitled Sex, The Ring, and The Eucharist, regular fi...

Tony-winning actress Sutton Foster -- yeah, I never heard of her either -- was rehearsing the musical The Drowsy Chaperone at the Ahmanson Theater in Los Angeles earlier this week when a funny thing happened on the way to the premiere. During the number "I'm An Accident Waiting To Happen" she fell over and broke her arm. That's called irony, folks. I haven't been so amused by a story this week since the Baptist pastor stopped mid-baptism to grab a microphone and electrocuted himsel...

Tony-winning actress Sutton Foster -- yeah, I never heard of her either -- was rehearsing the musical The Drowsy Chaperone at the Ahmanson Theater in Los Angeles earlier this week when a funny thing happened on the way to the premiere. During the number "I'm An Accident Waiting To Happen" she fell over and broke her arm. That's called irony, folks. I haven't been so amused by a story this week since the Baptist pastor stopped mid-baptism to grab a microphone and electrocuted himsel...

[Click here to listen to the audio version of this article! --> .MP3 (download) , .M3U (streaming MP3 format) ] True! I am afraid -- very afraid -- and almost paralyzed with nervousness. The fear sets my nerves on end, gripping across me like a hand-knitted wool pullover in a surprise summer storm. My very soul is the unwilling victim this mongrel cur in heat humps away at. Crazy? Insane? Of course that doesn't make me insane! I'm as sane as anyone else in this room. I... I can...

[Click here to listen to the audio version of this article! --> .MP3 (download) , .M3U (streaming MP3 format) ] True! I am afraid -- very afraid -- and almost paralyzed with nervousness. The fear sets my nerves on end, gripping across me like a hand-knitted wool pullover in a surprise summer storm. My very soul is the unwilling victim this mongrel cur in heat humps away at. Crazy? Insane? Of course that doesn't make me insane! I'm as sane as anyone else in this room. I... I can...

As I lay in bed, staring out the window at the full moon, I pondered what I could use to fight off werewolves. There's not much silver about the "silver"-ware. I doubt that any of what little jewelry I have is silver. In fact, I'm hard pressed to identify anything in the place that is certifiably silver. In the old days you could pelt the hairy beasties with quarters and nickels. If you were really good at flickin' coin, you might break hide or penetrate an eye ("Don't do that or you'll...

As I lay in bed, staring out the window at the full moon, I pondered what I could use to fight off werewolves. There's not much silver about the "silver"-ware. I doubt that any of what little jewelry I have is silver. In fact, I'm hard pressed to identify anything in the place that is certifiably silver. In the old days you could pelt the hairy beasties with quarters and nickels. If you were really good at flickin' coin, you might break hide or penetrate an eye ("Don't do that or you'll...

If you're old enough, you may remember Gilda Radner 's Saturday Night Live character Emily Litella. Emily would regularly appear on the news segment to rebut something she had heard during the broadcast. It always quickly became evident it was something she had misheard. For instance, instead of railing against a Supreme Court decision on the death penalty, Emily thought they were picking on the hearing impaired with a "deaf penalty." In another instance, Emily took a story about b...

If you're old enough, you may remember Gilda Radner 's Saturday Night Live character Emily Litella. Emily would regularly appear on the news segment to rebut something she had heard during the broadcast. It always quickly became evident it was something she had misheard. For instance, instead of railing against a Supreme Court decision on the death penalty, Emily thought they were picking on the hearing impaired with a "deaf penalty." In another instance, Emily took a story about b...

I heard a horrible slur on Liberal women yesterday, and I just can't believe it. I overheard two uncouth "gentlemen" (and I use the term very lightly) exchanging advice on "screwing" and one said to the other, "Just remember the old saying: Righty tighty, Lefty loosey." OMG! I don't know where they heard this "old saying," but it is patently ridiculous to think you could tell such a thing solely from a woman's political orientation! I immediately challenged them, demanding, "Prove...