Ugh, I don't really want to do this. In fact, I decided to finish re-watching Shawshank Redemption instead. But then right towards the fucking end, Red utters that line, and, well ( Read more... )

Just fucking piss off February, nobody likes you.

So apparently Hillary and Obama are going at each other over NAFTA. Talk to me about this. While I recognize the ills of globalization and have spent time talking about them, I've gotta confess most of my economic knowledge comes from AP Macro, where I guess I got a pretty convincing case for the orthodoxy of free trade. Am I right to be ashamed ( Read more... )

Tehe, Cathy Wurzer just thanked me on air for my contribution to MPR. This makes me kind of stupidly excited. I wuv you Cathy!

Dare we believe?

Because no one ever does these anymore ( Read more... )

Fuck. I hate this part of getting sick, where you're still functioning but you know that in a matter of hours you're going to be a shivering wreck ( Read more... )

So I guess I haven't really written about the INSANE boost in mood I've gotten because of the weather here. About two weeks ago we hit 70, and I had the windows open for that amazing "room in springtime" aroma. I've spent enough time sharing how utterly fantastic this makes me feel with other people, so we'll cut this short there.

( I'm not saying living in a temperate zone doesn't have its disadvantages... )

I meant to note that Friday marked six months in Columbia. Amazing how time flies when you keep yourself too busy to think about anything ( Read more... )

God dammit, Romney! You spineless fucking tool! You get back in that race right now, so help me, and you keep running until McCain doesn't have the money to pay for goddamned bus fare! Is this how you thank your family? What are you going to tell your strange and offputting sons, that you just couldn't take the heat? That you had to concede to ( Read more... )