Between the shitterific presidential campaign and the craptastic economy, it’s easy to feel helpless to respond as an individual. For my own part, I’ve written my legislators every other hour and turned this uncredited illustration into one badass bumper sticker: Mostly, however, I’ve been responding like every other red-blooded blue-stater: by clacking out indignant blog…
Livestock! Vomitous rides! Deep-fried grease!!
“You can do it at a trot, you can do it at a gallop/ You can do it real slow so your heart don’t palpitate/ Just don’t be late/ Do the Puyallup!” Eight years in Seattle, and it took having little girls to finally be able to say, “Puyallup Fair? Check. Done did.” A brief…
Wow. Just. . . WOW.
This from an op-ed in today’s US News & World Report: Mountains of controversy are swirling around Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin’s strange policy of forcing rape victims to pay for their own rape kits while she was mayor of the now-infamous town of Wasilla. The most interesting take I’ve found is posted by Alaska blogger…
The coolest thing about having a blog
And no, it’s not just internationally broadcasting all my purdy photography and forcing Mike to do the Walk of Shame into the office and being all, “Look! My butt!” and hating on Republicans. (Though while we’re there, I have a message for you, John McCain. I never had a beef with you; between McCain/Feingold and…