…who mispells a post title on Free Republic. Read the comments, which are, shall we say…metacomments.

Though the linked article is pretty good, too.

For those who need a little hurricane humor break, Andrew Sullivan has an interesting little Rorschach from the National Weather Service. It only works if you have a prurient mind, though. So despite the post title, I of course have no idea what the joke’s all about.

It’s that time of year again.

You know what I mean.

Avast, me hearties–it’s the day to talk like a pirate.

[Update a couple minutes later]

Which reminds me of how much that recent commercial–you know, the one with the pirate?–irritates me. He has a parrot on his shoulder, and to make sure we know he’s a pirate, he says “Arrrggghhh…”

Arrrgggghhh.

Pirates don’t say “Arrrggghhh,” unless they just sat on a belaying pin, or saw a stupid television commercial. They say “Arrrrrr…”

Stupid television commercial writers.

This Reuters story about a Hubble discovery of a “homeless black hole” provided a lot of grist for the freeper mill:

They realized it was homeless when they noticed a cardboard sign that read “Will suck light for food”…

Give it a government debit card loaded with two grand.

After the Tom Cruise thing, I don’t know if this is true, but if it is (or even if it isn’t) it’s pretty funny.

[Update late Sunday evening]

It seems to be real. Here’s another story with a picture of him bailing. It also has a moronic quote from Celine Dion (who despite this should be thanked for her generous contribution).

Let’s all have fun in the comments section planning Bill Clinton’s funeral for him.

Let’s all have fun in the comments section planning Bill Clinton’s funeral for him.

Let’s all have fun in the comments section planning Bill Clinton’s funeral for him.

I don’t have the stomach to wade through Democratic Underground, or Kos, but I can’t imagine that they ever have as funny a thread as this one at Free Republic.

Shubber Ali played this for me and a few others on his laptop when we were sitting around drinking margaritas out of the pistonless pump Friday night at the Space Access Conference in April.

It’s about a ten-minute Ken-Burns-like documentary video, complete with mournful fiddle music and spirituals. You’ll find it a gripping and poignant story. You’ll also find it an extremely politically-incorrect hoot.

[Via Spacecraft, which has a new URL]