By now, we’ve seen the pictures of 39-pound Meow the cat everywhere- that lucky bastard’s been on Anderson Cooper’s lap; he lives in Santa Fe; he is all thick an’ shit. We know. We’re basically rewarding this cat for being obese. (And also a rescue and all those other things, LAY OFF ME).
But have you ever considered the opposite: the dangers of fat-shaming your cat? Continue reading
To think, ’tis only May 1, and America’s favorite space-grifter and her most beloved hater of colleges have packed up and left the deranged playground that was the 2012 GOP presidential primary. Now that the least heinous most likable 1%er of the crop has been chosen, the side show collection of contenders will slowly slide back into the murky depths of K-street lobbying firms and Heritage Foundation-like ‘think-tanks’. Continue reading
It’s Queen Elizabeth II’s diamond jubilee this year, and the Cambridge’s first wedding anniversary, and everyone has Royalmania. Good enough excuse to have a look at a few of the places the royals live. With a few ghosts thrown in, for interest. Continue reading
The Cleveland Plain Dealer, among other outlets, has the story of five young men who were arrested for plotting to blow up a commuter bridge near Brecksville, OH, roughly 15 miles south of Cleveland city center. Unsurprisingly, the lead paragraph conflates the planned act of terrorism with the May Day protests set up around the country (including in Public Square in Cleveland). Continue reading
When I was pregnant and people asked me what we were going to name the baby, we used to say “Nimrod Funk.”
We got the name from my husband’s family tree. There was an actual Nimrod Funk in his family. For some unknown reason, the name was not handed down. But when people asked, we’d persist with “Nimrod”. After all, it’s a biblical name and it’s his heritage. How can that be the wrong choice? Continue reading
Sashay, shantay, panther on the runway! Right away we can see this reunion special is…special, and I’m immediately willing to forgive and forget that we were left hanging last week. They’re on a bigger set than usual, there’s an audience and we’re treated to a fun opening routine. The queens are introduced one by one. The audience cheers, but they don’t actually get on their feet until Latrice Royale is introduced. Jesus is a biscuit.
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Today is International Workers’ Day, where the fascists of the world unite in oppressing the 1% by forming unions and buying crack with their welfare check. F’real. I read it on Drudge Report and Lucianne.com. I hear Rush Limbaugh is dedicating a whole hour to it today.
Let’s take a page out of the GOP playbook by making false equivalencies regarding socialism, fascism, and communism coming to a United States government near you! Continue reading
Hey. It’s May. Crap. We better dance. Continue reading
So we enter the world of the swirling supernatural and in one fell swoop things in Game of Thrones are changed forever. We’ve learned at nearly the outset that anyone is susceptible to be felled by their own naiveté, bravado, cocksure attitude, or perhaps even by happenstance. Needless to say, if one doesn’t have his or her wits about them, the world can become a very cruel and lonely place. So it’s better to have allies as one attempts to navigate a world full of vipers and flicking dragon tongues. All claims to the throne must learn this lesson quickly or perish. So says the laws of Game of Thrones. Continue reading
