Slings & Arrows 2

... begins Sunday on Sundance, after a marathon of the first season. Set your Tivo's.

I Love the Future

No, I have no idea what the backstory to this photo is. Frankly, I could care less.

What I love is that somewhere, someone just saw that photo, gasped, and collapsed into a heap in their work cubicle, screaming "NOOOOOOO!!" as they, in one blinding microsecond of clarity processed three distinct thoughts --

a.) They suddenly realized that they had a robot sex fetish they were previously unaware of ...
b.) ... also suddenly realized that this single individual on this single day was probably their only chance at indulging in this newfound fetish they would ever have in their entire lives and ...
c.) ... they missed it.

I Married Up -- as in "Funnier"

Me: Hey, what are you watching?

Lovely Wife: A British show combining the best of sexism and class-ism. "Ladettes to Ladies." They take these ten young working class women and send them to English finishing school.

Me: Yikes, who's the battleaxe?

Lovely Wife: There's a team of snotty old women. They 'help" the girls by teaching them how to sew dresses, how to walk, how to wear pearls and cross their ankles, flower arranging ... In this one, they're paraded around at a country mansion dinner party with rich people to see if they can blend in. If, by being sufficiently demure, will they be accepted by their "betters."

Me: ... sweet God.

Lovely Wife: (plummy British accent) "And the winner receives a special prize from the prestigious Eggleston Hall Finishing School."

Me: What's the prize?

Lovely Wife: A clitirodectomy.

Me: (spit take)

Jane's Joint

Jane has a blog.

JANE ESPENSON HAS A BLOG.

This is the part where you go now.

Conservatives with Apostate Problems

I have recently mentioned my admiration for Glenn Greenwald -- I'm using his post on summarizing the domestic spying scandal as an example in the new "meme theory/Say Ain't" article I'm still wrestling to the ground.

Mr. Greenwald wrote a great post yesterday on how "conservative" now seems to mean "I support George Bush" rather than, oh, limiting the intrusiveness of the federal government and fiscal responsibility. Basically, no matter what your long-held policy views or conservative bona fides, as soon as you say "I think George Bush might be screwing up job X", you get to star in the Broadway Revival of "Galileo vs, The Catholic Church", and you ain't playing the role of Pope Urban VIII, if you get the drift.

He was then, of course attacked by people who promptly confirmed his argument for him. Glenn's ability to boil down complex ideas into simple, clear concepts, and his equanimity in the face of idiocy without descending into my weakness -- snark, sweet intoxicating snark -- makes him a valuable voice in the current political miasma. Go read all his stuff.

I would merely advise Mr. Greenwald that when you say the same thing with jokes, nobody gets pissed off. Hell, I still get e-mails about putting that on t-shirts ...

Accidents Happen

Hey, I'm not going to bust Cheney's chops on shooting that guy at all. I know it's an accident.

Because the prey Cheney hunts to eat, he strangles to death with his bare hands.


Mmmmm, orphan juice.