…of the cable news channels how profoundly uninterested I am in who the father of Anna Nicole Smith’s baby is. They seem determined to not only tell me, but tell me that they’re going to tell me, repeatedly.

On the other hand, Firefly is the only series of the ones in the poll that I have much familiarity with.

Here’s an amusing post. And while he wrote some beautiful songs, anyone who imagines that he was a sophisticated political analyst should simply listen to the lyrics of “Imagine,” possibly the most insipid and idiotic song ever written. “Afternoon Delight” sounds profound in comparison. As Glenn says, who’s got more sense–someone who’d marry Barbara Bach, or Yoko?

You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’d like to see a world in which fewer people took such mindless platitudes seriously.

Just like Megan McArdle. I don’t even drink coffee, so I’m even more un-American than she is. If I were the market, Starbucks wouldn’t exist. And I don’t even like watching thrillers that much, let alone try to come up with them.

Just like Megan McArdle. I don’t even drink coffee, so I’m even more un-American than she is. If I were the market, Starbucks wouldn’t exist. And I don’t even like watching thrillers that much, let alone try to come up with them.

Just like Megan McArdle. I don’t even drink coffee, so I’m even more un-American than she is. If I were the market, Starbucks wouldn’t exist. And I don’t even like watching thrillers that much, let alone try to come up with them.

Hard to top this.

He’ll be pretty embarrassed in a couple decades, when we’ve evolved beyond HTML (and the thing’s getting a little wrinkly). Of course, by then, tattoo removal technology should be pretty far along as well…

I wasn’t as big a fan as many, but it’s been a quarter of a century since John Belushi died.

Is rap going the way of disco? We can only hope.

As a former VW mechanic, I was fascinated by these wild bug mods. I particularly like the jet-powered version.