Plaxico Burress is going on a little vacation
From sports.espn.go.com: Former New York Giants receiver Plaxico Burress pleaded guilty Thursday to a weapons charge and agreed to a two-year prison term for accidentally Continue reading
Category Archives: Rants
A common refrain
I’ve heard a similar complaint from a few people this past week – Armstrong packed the race with worker bees while others went the lottery Continue reading
Back to school
Things are crawling to a slow stop around here it seems. Gnome, Snake Hawk and myself are all beginning our fall semesters this week. We’re Continue reading
They say even the proudest spirit can be broken… with love
We watched the movie Coraline the other weekend about five times. Hey, I’ve got a three year old and she’s really into repetive viewing. Go Continue reading
Putting the scare in Health Care
My hometown newspaper, The Intelligencer, ran a full page advertisement (image here) paid for by one Joe Gallagher. He paid good money to put up Continue reading
Car & Driver
So, I’m down at the barber shop waiting to get my hair cut. I pick up one of the various magazines placed in rows on Continue reading
It’s not fair to say all Republicans are racists, but…
… if you are a racist, you are probably a Republican. I must include a hat tip to Scarborough on his prompt, clear and unequivocal Continue reading
I’m only here because Jonny told me to…
He bugged me the other day about how quiet I’ve been, so Here I am. Back with a clarification and a rant-ish post. After the Continue reading
We’re No. 1?
All you Flagstiffs will be pleased to know that my hometown, the concrete clusterplex of Bibleburg, Colorado, sprawls like a fat late-term-abortion baby atop Outside Continue reading
Open Thread
I am rocking the Keystone State. Got in late Saturday and have been going like a bat out of hell since. In pretty close to Continue reading
The weekend starts now
The Cascade Cream Puff hits off this weekend. I’ll be now where near it, as per usual. But a few folks I know will be Continue reading
The Graveyard of Empire
When we were in high school, the cops would run us up out of anywhere we parked long enough to say hello. One place someone Continue reading