Totally True Tidbits About Glenn Reynolds’ DNA

(A Filthy Lie)
After being discovered in Los Angeles surrounded by a pile of recently-sacrificed hobos, Glenn Reynolds underwent a DNA test to see if he was the real killer.
Well, you KNOW what happens to DNA evidence in trials for murders committed in California, so Glenn walked, based on the fact that his hobo-murdering gloves were two sizes too small.
Ah, the power of washing things in hot water.
Nevertheless, I did manage to get ahold of a copy of the lab report on Glenn’s DNA, from which I compiled (in the extended entry) these:


TOTALLY TRUE TIDBITS ABOUT GLENN REYNOLDS’ DNA

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Are You a Friggin’ Genius?

According to Mensa (the smart folk society) if you get 19 of the riddles right on this test you, my egg head friend, are a friggin’ genius.
Actually, the test doesn’t measure friggin-ness, just genius-ness.
Want to know how I did? Don’t look below the fold till after you take the test.
And it takes a while, but I’ll wait right here for you.

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Are YOU a Ted Kennedy Love Child?

The National Enquirer is reporting that Ted Kennedy might have a “love child.” Whoa, if there’s anything more disgusting than imagining Ted Kennedy in the Senate — I’d have to say it’s imagining Ted Kennedy having sex. You may now set your brain on fire.
According to the article, the child would now be 21 years old. This prompts a few questions from this blogger: What was this woman thinking? What was this woman thinking? And — oh yeah — WHAT WAS THIS WOMAN THINKING?
Another question that comes to mind is: when this kid was growing up — did he KNOW who his father was? And if he didn’t — then — hold on to your chair — how do we know that WE aren’t Teddy Kennedy’s love children?
That’s where Ducky comes to the rescue.
The “Are You A Ted Kennedy Love Child?” Quiz.

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MMMmmmm Chocolate.

So Ray Nagin says New Orleans should be rebuilt as a chocolate city and will be a chocolate city. I can’t fault him for that. I love chocolate.  But if N.O. is to be chocolate, would anyone be upset if I were to suggest that it be not just any old chocolate but a rich dark chocolate, you know with only racially pure chocolate beans? You know, the good stuff, made from fresh chocolate beans.
Much of the chocolate I see walking the streets looks like a light milk chocolate, maybe even a chocolate vanilla swirl and isn’t strong and fullbodied like the darkest dark chocolate.  A pure chocolate New Orleans could be made pure and kept pure by some sort of a Chocolate Cleaning Club, or a CCC for short. The Chocolateers of the CCC could ride in the daylight wearing some sort of dark robes, maybe nice headdress as well, and strike fear into any lighter impurities that might wander in and be found in the chocolate from time to time.
Unfortunately for Nagin, there’d be no place for people of, dare I say it, a neopolitan heritage like himself in the reborn Big Eboneasy. But I’m sure some peppermint mocha town like Atlanta or a moosetracks burg like Seattle would welcome him.

Friday Catblogging

Since it’s Friday, I thought I’d spread the joy of humor-free, apolitical Friday Catblogging to IMAO (aka “I-MEOW”).
Today, it’s Piper the Cavekitty…


If you’re not sure how this absurd scene pertains to IMAO, since IMAO is famous for that “political humor” thing, it doesn’t. If you must have some semblance of politics or humor in everything you read here, just assume that Piper is… um…
Help me out here. Make your suggestions in the comments how this scene is, in fact, a political allegory.
(For more animal goodness, try Friday Ark today and Carnival of the Cats will be this upcoming Sunday, so send your catblogging links to submissions @ carnivalofthecats.com.)

Apology, Shnapology

Now I don’t know if it was a specifically a crook or a liar that posted this on Crooks and Liars, and in the broader scheme of things it really doesn’t matter, but apparently Chris Matthews, long time leftist mouthpiece, has gone and compared everyone’s favorite 9/11 movie mastermind, Michael Moore, to everyone’s favorite 9/11 live action mastermind, Osama Bin Laden.

There’s video and a partial transcript.

Matthews: I mean he sounds like an over the top Michael Moore here, if not a Michael Moore. You think that sells…

OBL’s comment that Matthews was comparing to MM, and this is from the BBC’s transcript of the tape, was this:

There is no defect in this solution other than preventing the flow of hundreds of billions to the influential people and war merchants in America, who supported Bush’s election campaign with billions of dollars.

Preposterous! I can’t imagine words like this coming from MM’s lips. Sounds more like something Dean would say and MM would repeat.
Mr. Crook or Mr. Liar, (he posts anonymously, coward) waxes hypothetical about the repercussions if the comparison was different.

If he compared a conservative figure to Osama what do you think would happen?

Umm… you’d be parroting it, selling T-shirts with a direct quote and getting a Chris Matthews tattoo? That’s my guess. I can ponder too. What if he compared a sitting American President to a dead WW2-era, narrow mustached, German dictator? What would happen, then? Boy, I wonder. I’m just glad we don’t live in a world where idiotic unfair comparisons like that could ever happen.

Chris Matthews owes Michael Moore an apology and fast.

Or what? Mikey will eat him? Why get all defensive about MM anyway? The slam was clearly intended to be against Dialysis boy, not  Dying-for-a-twnkie boy. Osama is the one who’s being smeared here.

If anything, I think OBL deserves an apology too.  At least Osama has offered another truce, that’s more than I can say for Mikey.